<?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-7921058087527307266</id><updated>2012-02-20T09:24:33.600-07:00</updated><category term='Keara discovers the joys of having hair and crawling in prickly grass.'/><title type='text'>Life is Good</title><subtitle type='html'>The simple pleasures we sometimes miss.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7921058087527307266.post-3168473103747702420</id><published>2010-07-15T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T13:03:41.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Public vs. Private</title><content type='html'>I don't like being private.&amp;nbsp; You aren't reading my blog anymore and that makes me sad.&amp;nbsp; So, for the time being, I am going public again.&amp;nbsp; Part of it is because I really wanted to share a great pattern I created last week that I thought maybe someone out there would be searching the web for.&amp;nbsp; So for now, I'm public and may go private again, as long as you promise to actually check my blog when I do.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on over to &lt;a href="http://laughingthrumotherhood.blogspot.com/"&gt;laughingthrumotherhood.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-3168473103747702420?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/3168473103747702420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=3168473103747702420&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/3168473103747702420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/3168473103747702420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2010/07/public-vs-private.html' title='Public vs. Private'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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-7921058087527307266.post-2654033357410533476</id><published>2010-07-10T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T13:46:23.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And yet another!</title><content type='html'>Wow, I'm on a roll.&amp;nbsp; Go to &lt;a href="http://www.laughingthrumotherhood.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.laughingthrumotherhood.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for the latest!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-2654033357410533476?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/2654033357410533476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=2654033357410533476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/2654033357410533476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/2654033357410533476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-yet-another.html' title='And yet another!'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7921058087527307266.post-27709416954753755</id><published>2010-07-09T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T13:46:05.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And another!</title><content type='html'>There's another great post!&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.laughingthrumotherhood.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.laughingthrumotherhood.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-27709416954753755?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/27709416954753755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=27709416954753755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/27709416954753755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/27709416954753755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-another.html' title='And another!'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7921058087527307266.post-4852505123223160956</id><published>2010-07-08T09:01:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T09:01:00.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Great Post</title><content type='html'>I've updated again!&amp;nbsp; Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.laughingthrumotherhood.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.laughingthrumotherhood.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-4852505123223160956?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/4852505123223160956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=4852505123223160956&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/4852505123223160956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/4852505123223160956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2010/06/another-great-post.html' title='Another Great Post'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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-7921058087527307266.post-3586721626176429958</id><published>2010-07-07T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T13:05:16.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great new post!</title><content type='html'>Head on over to &lt;a href="http://www.laughingthrumotherhood.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.laughingthrumotherhood.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for my latest post!&amp;nbsp; It's going to be GREAT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-3586721626176429958?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/3586721626176429958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=3586721626176429958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/3586721626176429958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/3586721626176429958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2010/06/great-new-post.html' title='Great new post!'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7921058087527307266.post-9221620280183219142</id><published>2010-07-02T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T14:29:07.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Updated!</title><content type='html'>For all of you who have Google Reader or a blog list and never know that my blog is updated, this is for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've updated!!!!&amp;nbsp; Go to my blog &lt;a href="http://www.laughingthrumotherhood.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-9221620280183219142?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/9221620280183219142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=9221620280183219142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/9221620280183219142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/9221620280183219142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2010/05/ive-updated.html' title='I&apos;ve Updated!'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7921058087527307266.post-7732250347816454946</id><published>2010-05-10T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T16:24:25.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twas the night before Christmas...almost</title><content type='html'>I just had a terrible night's sleep. Didn't dream anything horrible or feel achy, I just couldn't sleep. 3 AM and I am ready to jump out of bed to start the day. I knew that was too early so decided I'd stay in bed, fall asleep and make it to 5 AM. So, after what had to have been 2 hours I rolled out of bed at 3:30. &lt;br /&gt;Subconsciously I was a kid again and&amp;nbsp; my mind was behaving like it was Christmas Eve. It's not like I went to bed thinking "I can't wait to get up at 3 in the morning to watched the Suns/Spurs game. I've done it a hundred times before; tape the game on Sunday since I don't watch sports that day and get up early to watch it before work and before anyone can tell me the result. I even turned off my cell phone so that I wouldn't be able to tell who won based on the number of text messages that came in.&lt;br /&gt;But there I was, and it felt like Christmas. After a half decade of miserable happenstance and losing to the Spurs in the playoffs, cheering and screaming inside, in silence, like I've done many times before. After all I couldn't wake my wife and 3 sleeping beauties. It's only 4:45 AM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/S-iU5SxdfpI/AAAAAAAACxk/qFy7YtPBBEQ/s1600/Untitled.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/S-iU5SxdfpI/AAAAAAAACxk/qFy7YtPBBEQ/s320/Untitled.png" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-7732250347816454946?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/7732250347816454946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=7732250347816454946&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/7732250347816454946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/7732250347816454946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2010/05/twas-night-before-christmasalmost.html' title='Twas the night before Christmas...almost'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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/_twdn4Em_qcs/S-iU5SxdfpI/AAAAAAAACxk/qFy7YtPBBEQ/s72-c/Untitled.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7921058087527307266.post-4015440188826597416</id><published>2009-03-09T17:07:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T17:12:06.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Cry for Me...</title><content type='html'>There are many out there you have been waiting months for this blog to pop up as having been updated.  So, here's an update to let you know that this blog will rarely, if ever, be updated again.  It's the end of an era, time to put this bad boy to rest.  The truth is, once I (Cheri) started my own blog (laughingthrumotherhood), Braden found little "new" to write about.  At the same time, though, he started a new job and life changed.  I can't explain what it is that happened.  It's not like he works more hours than before.  Maybe it's just that they are &lt;em&gt;different&lt;/em&gt; hours.  But he has little time now for anything else besides work and family, EVEN SPORTS.  So, needless to say, updating a blog, while a noble and worthwhile adventure, took a backseat.  I admit I'm grateful, but it has resulted in the casualty of this blog.  Every once in a blue moon, he may post a little morsel for you, but until then, we bid thee farewell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i'm at least going to update the background before we go...there.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-4015440188826597416?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/4015440188826597416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=4015440188826597416&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/4015440188826597416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/4015440188826597416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2009/03/dont-cry-for-me.html' title='Don&apos;t Cry for Me...'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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-7921058087527307266.post-9024031282312890367</id><published>2008-10-13T15:35:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T15:54:36.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring is Here!!!...wait...or is it Fall???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cheers were heard all around the valley as the weather forecast predicted a low 80's high 70's for Sunday. And for the week it had been quite lower, especially at night. The live like you're on Mars experiment is over (for a few months) and we are able to go outside when the sun is still up. At a time when a lot of the country looks to get out the winter clothes and makes fewer plans for outdoor activities we are thrilled to remember why this earth can be so beautiful. Unfortunately, our over exposure to the climate requires that we get out our winter clothes even though we are experiencing the spring everybody else had 5 months ago, we get the chills because our bodies have forgotten what it was like to be cold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SPPOgwUbahI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ZWTSvTYGA1o/s1600-h/100_1223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256772252193221138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SPPOgwUbahI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ZWTSvTYGA1o/s320/100_1223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; We jumped at the first opportunity to have dinner outside in the back yard. Homemade hamburgers and fries with root beer. It was Keara's idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SPPOhbKcIQI/AAAAAAAAAbY/mEd8sfLNkKA/s1600-h/100_1225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256772263694049538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SPPOhbKcIQI/AAAAAAAAAbY/mEd8sfLNkKA/s320/100_1225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; After all, we can't do things like ride motorcycles inside the house, now can we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SPPOhmvg_xI/AAAAAAAAAbg/gkIsRDf_6Bw/s1600-h/100_1239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256772266802347794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SPPOhmvg_xI/AAAAAAAAAbg/gkIsRDf_6Bw/s320/100_1239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Taryn enjoying a visit from her Uncle Robb)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-9024031282312890367?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/9024031282312890367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=9024031282312890367&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/9024031282312890367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/9024031282312890367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2008/10/spring-is-herewaitor-is-it-fall.html' title='Spring is Here!!!...wait...or is it Fall???'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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/_twdn4Em_qcs/SPPOgwUbahI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ZWTSvTYGA1o/s72-c/100_1223.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7921058087527307266.post-8138259697481766126</id><published>2008-09-28T10:43:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T11:40:51.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TOP 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;To make up for my long hiatus from blogging I decided to spoil you all with not just some new and events but also to open up a little. Cheri did a favorite things lists a while back so I am going to do the same. Yes I have more than seven, but it will do for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7) NUMBERS - I don't know if this really qualifies as a favorite thing but I do have a thing with numbers, hence the top seven list vs a top 10 or top 5, also why I am hoping to get into finance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6) READING - Two kinds really, and they fall into almost exact opposites. a) I like the fantasy genre, like Lord of the Rings, the stories of kings, wizards, swords and magic. I know, sounds very nerdy but I am able to get completely immersed in those kinds of books and finish a 300 page book in 2-3 days. b) On the other hand I like history, hence the history major at BYU. I like to discover the interesting facts and side stories that accompanied the main history of today's modern civilizations. I say the two are almost exact opposites because one is completely made up and the other is completely factual. However, the made up ones are based on the factual ones in terms of dialogue, society, culture, and warefare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5) SERVICE - It seems to always be harder to receive it from someone but there are few things more satisfying, that just give you that good feeling ,than when you give service not expecting anything in return.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4) YARD WORK - I love having a house finally because I can do what I want to our yard. It's something I picked up from always helping my dad growing up. If it wasn't so hot and we had a little bit more money I could spend all day in the yard reworking are building something new.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3) COOKING - I'm not like Cheri because I don't like to experiment by creating my own recipes. But I love trying new things and then tweaking the recipes according to what I know I already like. I'm always bringing home a recipe from work written on a scrap of paper that I copied from the newspaper or some magazine. Again it breaks down into two categories. a) Breakfast foods. b) Desserts. I not into the making the main course stuff though I still bring those kind of recipes home for Cheri to figure out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251142200246466258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SN_OAmbA9tI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Couzgu3jtGQ/s320/DSC04159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Puffy Oven Pancake as most people call it, but this one has a brown sugar and apple bottom, which when done right, not like the picture where the apples rose to the top, can make a nice carmalized bottom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2) SPORTS - Like anyone didn't know this was going to be on the list. To get more specific about it. I like to follow sports and the statistical and historical sense. I don't care as much about watching every game as I like finding out who won and who is leading the league in wins, steals, TDs, blocks, whatever. I like rooting for the team that has been down for several years or hasn't wone the title in forever. That's why I picked up on the Red Sox, though I would have to say I am more of a D-Backs fan in baseball. In football its the BEARS and basketball the SUNS. It's hard to say who I like more between the last two. I've been spoiled living here and being surrounded by SUNS talk so I might say the BEARS are my favorite since I don't get a lot of them and I never been to a game. Whereas when we were in Utah and everything was the JAZZ I missed my SUNS just as much as the BEARS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251142205251167810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SN_OA5EOpkI/AAAAAAAAAVk/3BX8qmeCg4Y/s320/DSC03362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251142207102679250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SN_OA_9qeNI/AAAAAAAAAVc/c5pcbJcQYzU/s320/DSC00424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) - read the next post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-8138259697481766126?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/8138259697481766126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=8138259697481766126&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/8138259697481766126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/8138259697481766126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2008/09/top-7.html' title='TOP 7'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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/_twdn4Em_qcs/SN_OAmbA9tI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Couzgu3jtGQ/s72-c/DSC04159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7921058087527307266.post-2484556006079244161</id><published>2008-09-14T17:04:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T11:39:42.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Three Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Even though this one will be posted first, you're supposed to read the one above it first) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I sit here and watch Keara try to draw an outline of her hand while the marker cap is in her mouth because that is how she gets it off, it is confirmed to me as it is every Sunday. (It's a good thing that's when I do my blogging) What I love and care about the most is My Three Girls, well, two girls, and a wonderful women, okay, one baby girl, one little girl, and an amazing wife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We aren't thrilled with where we are at in life right now. The store set us back a few years and though we're trying to better our situation it is going slowly. Mostly my fault, but I realized today, we may not be able to afford much of anything right now but we have what's important. The Lord has given Cheri and I two beautiful girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246034473714745746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SM2ojyU4gZI/AAAAAAAAATk/IuKALOt5H44/s320/DSC04281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246672230265093986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SM_smGnbf2I/AAAAAAAAAUM/TLt89MRjSKw/s320/DSC04255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246034479923802402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SM2okJdPMSI/AAAAAAAAATs/QVcr0WPnbWs/s320/DSC04229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, I know I have already shown these last two before, but I love these pictures that I have of my three girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246671137628373202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SM_rmgOiQNI/AAAAAAAAAT8/m1KaZQxDzV8/s320/DSC03784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246671141970724498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SM_rmwZ1RpI/AAAAAAAAAUE/uoMdemx5GcQ/s320/DSC03999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-2484556006079244161?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/2484556006079244161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=2484556006079244161&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/2484556006079244161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/2484556006079244161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-three-girls.html' title='My Three Girls'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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/_twdn4Em_qcs/SM2ojyU4gZI/AAAAAAAAATk/IuKALOt5H44/s72-c/DSC04281.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7921058087527307266.post-9000698279923427743</id><published>2008-09-07T10:11:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T15:57:46.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our big trip for the summer was towards the end of July. Cheri's family reunion in Duck Creek Village, southern Utah. We spent four days in this lodge right off the 14 between I-10 and the 89. It was great! All eight families got their own room and even with 6 babies under a year it wasn't chaotic or stressful. Amazing. We also went to Zion's park for a day. I had never been there, at least not that I remember. My family traveled a fair amount when I was younger, but unless there was a picture to remind me I was too young to have any real memories of a lot of them. Of course, we found a basketball court at a local chapel. We even picked up some liquid nitrogen to make our ice cream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the reunion we went to Provo to visit Grandma and Grandpa Gunn. Mom, Dad, Kerri and Heidi and their families showed up that night. So, we kind of had another mini reunion. It was so good to be in Provo again. We couldn't live there unless I was getting a masters or something but we have a lot of memories. I got to see my friends from where I worked. It seems everytime I show up we have a new baby. We also got to visit with Grant and Kelly which was especially nice. With the economy the way it is and how bad the housing market has turned in Queen Creek, the overall attitude is depressing. So it was 'so refreshing' to get out and be somewhere with people where hope isn't a faint idea hard to hold onto. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, if you've made it this far then you deserve to rewared with some pictures to tell the story, unless of course you are one of those that just skims over stuff until the pictures show up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a picture of Keara and Victoria (Grant and Kelly's) dancing to the piano music at the Gunn's in Provo. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243324985875153650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SMQIS1kEwvI/AAAAAAAAAS0/_-rfAJGCC0s/s320/DSC04190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then check the slideshow below. Keara and Carter had a lot of fun together this trip. They are still content playing next to each other rather than with each other but they definitely enjoyed the other being close by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-9000698279923427743?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/9000698279923427743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=9000698279923427743&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/9000698279923427743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/9000698279923427743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2008/09/catch-up_07.html' title='Catch Up'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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/_twdn4Em_qcs/SMQIS1kEwvI/AAAAAAAAAS0/_-rfAJGCC0s/s72-c/DSC04190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7921058087527307266.post-6522089706187071247</id><published>2008-09-07T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T10:08:33.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousins Collide</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-cc.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2233785415194848972&amp;amp;site=widget-cc.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2233785415194848972&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-cc.slide.com/p1/2233785415194848972/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2233785415194848972&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-cc.slide.com/p2/2233785415194848972/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2233785415194848972&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-cc.slide.com/p4/2233785415194848972/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-6522089706187071247?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/6522089706187071247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=6522089706187071247&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/6522089706187071247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/6522089706187071247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2008/09/cousins-collide_07.html' title='Cousins Collide'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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-7921058087527307266.post-8758448805386246163</id><published>2008-09-07T08:39:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T09:02:25.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August Rush</title><content type='html'>No, this doesn't have anything to do with the movie, though it was a good movie, besides the ending. The title simply refers to how quickly August came and went and after doing so well for a while, I didn't even get a blog entry in for the whole month. In truth when Cheri told me she started a blog it deflated my motivation to blog. I figured she would steal all my material and in contrast my blog would be very boring. Well, she doesn't use all of my material and my blog isn't always boring (see following video). Of course I just realized Cheri has already used the video, oh well, it's worth waching again. Besides we have different writing styles and this is still my way of letting my family know what I'm thinking since I still cary the label as the 'one who does not speak'. I guess I could also throw in a little more stuff about me now and then as well.&lt;br /&gt;Random change of direction: Have you ever tried to write a paper where in the middle you literally just put in random words to take up space, all because you here the teacher only reads the first and last paragraphs to grade it? I heard stories about it in highschool but I don't think I ever was willing to risk the bad grade. Well, that's kind of what I'm going to do here. Hopefully I can come up with enough posts to quickly fill up the blog and people will skipp over parts like this one and just catch the tail end.&lt;br /&gt;So, if you're really curious enough, you'll have to read japanese style(up to down) in order to keep up with what's happened and what is currently going on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-8758448805386246163?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/8758448805386246163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=8758448805386246163&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/8758448805386246163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/8758448805386246163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2008/09/august-rush.html' title='August Rush'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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-7921058087527307266.post-9053333388095047549</id><published>2008-07-13T16:57:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T18:51:43.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Independence Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que Sorte! (for you non spanish/portuguese speakers that's what luck) I have to include both because I'm never too sure which one I'm saying. Anyway, with the 4th being on Friday and I just happened to get the 5th off, Cheri and I found ourselves in an unusual spot. A three day weekend and nowhere pressing to go. After carefully considering our options we decided to give Aunt Linda and Uncle Dick a call. I thought there was a good chance they would be busy with their own family. But they WEREN'T!!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SHqWy9Jzb2I/AAAAAAAAANY/XnNJCpZP3eI/s1600-h/DSC04127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222652520042819426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SHqWy9Jzb2I/AAAAAAAAANY/XnNJCpZP3eI/s320/DSC04127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was so nice to be down in Tucson. We hadn't seen them since the BYU vs UofA game almost two years ago. I had seen Aunt Linda at the store once. But that was it. Aunt Linda was up to her usual, going all out for every meal. We felt like we didn't stop eating the whole time. Because when we weren't officially eating we were playing games and you know what that means, snacks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Keara and Taryn took to them like a Grandma and Grandpa pretty quick and Linda and Dick returned the favor. I think they missed having very tiny/young grandchildren around. Keara got to go swimming again, which she has been doing a lot lately, while Uncle Dick and I enjoyed his relatively new HDTV. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SHqWzIFa1NI/AAAAAAAAANg/Kome6tV_S0Y/s1600-h/DSC04134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222652522977219794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SHqWzIFa1NI/AAAAAAAAANg/Kome6tV_S0Y/s320/DSC04134.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to a ward barbeque for the 4th and then a rainstorm rolled through so we decided our time would be better spent playing games at home rather then finding out if any fireworks would be going off. So, no fireworks this year, but we really didn't mind. Thank you Aunt Linda and Uncle Dick for the great time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Real quick. Taryn has become quite the crawler, sort of. She has been trying so hard to do it for the last two weeks that she gets so mad. The last couple days she had a little break thru and is starting to use her knees now instead of trying to stand up on her toes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SHqWzRYTZ2I/AAAAAAAAANo/JXgaT82-4qA/s1600-h/DSC04136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222652525472343906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SHqWzRYTZ2I/AAAAAAAAANo/JXgaT82-4qA/s320/DSC04136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; However, she finds it extremely difficult to do when her big sister wants a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SHqWzg8Y6EI/AAAAAAAAANw/KVu7p2TuV_A/s1600-h/DSC04139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222652529650231362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SHqWzg8Y6EI/AAAAAAAAANw/KVu7p2TuV_A/s320/DSC04139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-9053333388095047549?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/9053333388095047549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=9053333388095047549&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/9053333388095047549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/9053333388095047549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2008/07/independence-weekend.html' title='Independence Weekend'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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/_twdn4Em_qcs/SHqWy9Jzb2I/AAAAAAAAANY/XnNJCpZP3eI/s72-c/DSC04127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7921058087527307266.post-6151280824136353442</id><published>2008-07-06T15:41:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T16:22:31.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Month of June</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alright, it's been a month since I last blogged and probably because we didn't do too much of anything exciting enough to write about. However, we did have some decent pictures and funny moments along the way. My apologies to Taryn and Cheri or anyone not named Keara. She seems to dominate our camera. But Taryn is changing every couple days (lets be realistic, the changes from one day to another are so minor that you would only notice them if you saw her every couple of days). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, without further ado (whatever ado means) here are some photos and why they made the blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cheri has been trying and trying to find a popsicle mold for this summer. But nobody had them yet and when they finally did, they were huge! I suggested using the ice cube tray, and we did, at first.  Then one day Cheri found this water bottle ice cube tray. Long and skinny ice cubes to fit the mouth of a water bottle. Fill it up with some of Grandma's shake and broken shish-kabob sticks and voila!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SHFMwRyCnUI/AAAAAAAAAMY/SOAdQlm3ffI/s1600-h/DSC04064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220037835389836610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SHFMwRyCnUI/AAAAAAAAAMY/SOAdQlm3ffI/s320/DSC04064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you think she wants one?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this is Keara after the popsicle. Okay, so, not really. I couldn't help take this one. Keara was feeling miserable with an upset stomach and this was the comfortable place she found on the bar stool. Of course, moments later she vomited all over the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SHFMw8lJsrI/AAAAAAAAAMg/s65xAcSH_ro/s1600-h/DSC04065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220037846878499506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SHFMw8lJsrI/AAAAAAAAAMg/s65xAcSH_ro/s320/DSC04065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Maybe this is why she didn't feel so well in the previous photo (again I'm kidding). Cheri has officially brain/taste bud washed Keara into wanted, not willing to, but wanting to eat her cornflakes with peanut butter. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SHFMxb0wO5I/AAAAAAAAAMo/XFmXdoqQIeA/s1600-h/DSC04079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220037855265438610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SHFMxb0wO5I/AAAAAAAAAMo/XFmXdoqQIeA/s320/DSC04079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yeah!!! Something about Taryn, though she still didn't make the picture. This is her new room that Cheri came up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SHFMx9EY9oI/AAAAAAAAAMw/KfVOY49pHF0/s1600-h/DSC04085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220037864189392514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SHFMx9EY9oI/AAAAAAAAAMw/KfVOY49pHF0/s320/DSC04085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keara loves her nursery class at church. I think she likes it a lot better now that Daddy's isn't one of her teachers. 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More Lambas Br...uh Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We recently made a few changes inside our house. Nothing outside has changed except it's hotter and we don't let Keara go out near as often. Of course then we do have a compost pile Cheri has put together, which is just another reason not to let Keara go out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But on the inside, we finally did it! We got a pet, or two, or three. Cheri and I spent part of our date night at Wal-mart buying some goldfish for Keara. It was quite comical as the guy dumped half of our fish and water onto Cheri's pants at the store. Somebody told us that they would give you free fish if the ones you bought died in less than 72 hours. Well, ours didn't make it 12 hours. So, we went back and got this guy instead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SEMtv297EWI/AAAAAAAAALY/Murv_Wuq6RU/s1600-h/DSC04014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207055894402765154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SEMtv297EWI/AAAAAAAAALY/Murv_Wuq6RU/s320/DSC04014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Keara has appropriately named him Blue. We tried to get another name out of her, something more interesting or original and she came back with Green and Yellow. So Blue it is. Keara could give or take him, but Cheri is quite attached. I think its because she is incharge of feeding him every morning, you know, the whole motherly connection thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cheri also got tired or our white house. Here is what used to be Taryn's room but is now Keara's room, though it will be Keara and Taryn's room again when she is older or another baby comes along. Inspired by some of the houses of some of our friends Cheri did one wall as you see here and the rest of the room is divided into the Neopolitan look. Vanilla bottom, strawberry top and chocolate in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SEMtwW97EXI/AAAAAAAAALg/KPW93TUryOs/s1600-h/DSC04024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207055902992699762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SEMtwW97EXI/AAAAAAAAALg/KPW93TUryOs/s320/DSC04024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;At last we got to our kitchen. We have had the inclination to paint it red since we moved in but at the time were so tired of painting the rest of the house we didn't want to mess with it. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SEMtwm97EYI/AAAAAAAAALo/ECuc0-q096k/s1600-h/DSC04041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207055907287667074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SEMtwm97EYI/AAAAAAAAALo/ECuc0-q096k/s320/DSC04041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And the final change can be shown here in this picture below. Have you figured it out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SEMtw297EZI/AAAAAAAAALw/oTb2KgYaaKM/s1600-h/DSC04030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207055911582634386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SEMtw297EZI/AAAAAAAAALw/oTb2KgYaaKM/s320/DSC04030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, we have friends! And no it's not a ward activity, though that is where all of our friends come from. But after moving around so often in our college lives we have almost been here for two years (end of the summer). We have always found people we liked but because of being around them for so short of a time it was harder to establish the deeper relationships. Here we have found some really good and genuine friends that we love being with and feel the same in return. (This refers to friends we have made since we have been married)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-2494065190747129825?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/2494065190747129825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=2494065190747129825&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/2494065190747129825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/2494065190747129825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-look-more-lambas-bruh-random.html' title='Oh, Look! More Lambas Br...uh Random Thoughts'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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/_twdn4Em_qcs/SEMtv297EWI/AAAAAAAAALY/Murv_Wuq6RU/s72-c/DSC04014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7921058087527307266.post-4276875080031923139</id><published>2008-05-25T17:39:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T18:11:30.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts on a Rarely Cool Sunday in May</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't have anything to write about this week, at least not one event in particular so I thought I would just post some pictures, because we know that's all you're really here for anyway. Anyone who wants to know what's really going on can read Cheri's letters. But these are a few that have a short story to go with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahh, Candy Land. Our Secret Santa gave this to us and Keara is getting closer to understanding games. This one is great because she gets to go over her colors and look at the pictures of treats. But what this picture really shows is us having FHE, that's right, Family Home Evening. Which was never very strong in our family and disappeared while running the store. But after being a little inspired by our friend's blog (see the Papas) we have been better at doing it the last several weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SDoIQDPnIqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/LxoGaIZJ5o4/s1600-h/DSC03940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204481391221744290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SDoIQDPnIqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/LxoGaIZJ5o4/s320/DSC03940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, Cheri got the girls all ready for the day and I don't know the full story, but I think while she was helping Taryn, Keara fell in the still full bathtub. Maybe she just climbed back in, I can't tell if her hair is wet from the bath or from having just gotten it done. Either way all of her clothes were completely soaked!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SDoIQjPnIrI/AAAAAAAAAKw/2i6oEzqwuxw/s1600-h/DSC03975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204481399811678898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SDoIQjPnIrI/AAAAAAAAAKw/2i6oEzqwuxw/s320/DSC03975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dad came down from Prescott and dropped a box of mostly clothes that he had found in the dungeon (part of the downstairs that doesn't have any cement or insulation or anything really). Inside were some of my clothes from highschool (as well as Stacey's dress) and some pool toys. I decided to put some on to prove how I took good care of my clothes in highschool. Well, Keara apparently agreed with Cheri about my highschool days. Good Riddance! She started to freak out and cry when I put them on. We have a video of her pleading for me to take them off because they are scary but it came out to dark and sideways. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SDoIQzPnIsI/AAAAAAAAAK4/wdZSfJuCpkg/s1600-h/DSC03980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204481404106646210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SDoIQzPnIsI/AAAAAAAAAK4/wdZSfJuCpkg/s320/DSC03980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Grandma Moore got her a wrinkle-free dress. Other than that there isn't much to say about this one. We just have to ask Keara every other day or so why she is so darn cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SDoIRDPnItI/AAAAAAAAALA/TnY_1DEsN_U/s1600-h/DSC03992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204481408401613522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SDoIRDPnItI/AAAAAAAAALA/TnY_1DEsN_U/s320/DSC03992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My Three Girls. Since Sundays are my only complete day home I have to remember to get the camer out as often as I can to come away with some pics of Cheri. Ignoring Taryn's mohawk, aren't they adorable. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SDoIRTPnIuI/AAAAAAAAALI/3WYSB-70g5c/s1600-h/DSC03999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204481412696580834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SDoIRTPnIuI/AAAAAAAAALI/3WYSB-70g5c/s320/DSC03999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-4276875080031923139?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/4276875080031923139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=4276875080031923139&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/4276875080031923139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/4276875080031923139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-thoughts-on-rarely-cool-sunday.html' title='Random Thoughts on a Rarely Cool Sunday in May'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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/_twdn4Em_qcs/SDoIQDPnIqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/LxoGaIZJ5o4/s72-c/DSC03940.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7921058087527307266.post-9210814008117799556</id><published>2008-05-22T11:16:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T11:47:10.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moore Idol</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Recently, we decided to quizz Keara on her knowledge of songs because every night and almost every time we are in the car she wants to hear the same songs. She did such a good job performing for us that we had to get out the camera and asked for an encore. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I give you, K-ra! (applause)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3bf66c864eae8454" 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://v13.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3bf66c864eae8454%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331917742%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3FD4704DFA9767641A01F6A46BD1EA0ADC780CBD.B8844565BC56676B1BE141C63E8CC9075C3657F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3bf66c864eae8454%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8QAald9LAD6_C0-bME6EDWjSiy4&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://v13.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3bf66c864eae8454%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331917742%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3FD4704DFA9767641A01F6A46BD1EA0ADC780CBD.B8844565BC56676B1BE141C63E8CC9075C3657F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3bf66c864eae8454%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8QAald9LAD6_C0-bME6EDWjSiy4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-9210814008117799556?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3bf66c864eae8454&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/9210814008117799556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=9210814008117799556&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/9210814008117799556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/9210814008117799556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2008/05/moore-idol.html' title='Moore Idol'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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-7921058087527307266.post-4348349182674538967</id><published>2008-05-18T10:53:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T17:33:34.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>B - rad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Braden J Moore (that's me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SDBux-ccpCI/AAAAAAAAAKY/J0shNSbtIzQ/s1600-h/IMG_8167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201779374467884066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SDBux-ccpCI/AAAAAAAAAKY/J0shNSbtIzQ/s320/IMG_8167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Unlike Cheri, I have plenty of pictures, they just always happen to be with one of our girls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was talking with Cheri the other day about my writing skills. We had just read Dean's post on our Phoenix Suns blog and the ability he has to draw emotion into it. I used to consider myself an above average writer, but then I became a history major. And everything has to analytical, there can't be fluff, and so basically the writing is really boring. So with that said, I apologize to those who have to read my stuff by way of some family/friend obligation and thank you for pushing through it. I know you really only check the blog for the pictures anyway:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, with that said, I don't have a lot more to say because there isn't a whole lot to me right now. Like Cheri I have lost a lot of weight and I'm almost to where I was when I got back from my mission. So, definitely the lightest I've been in 5 years. I play basketball every morning around 6 am for 1-2 hours depending on the day. Six days a week of that and work keeps my occupied. I'm working for USPS in Mesa, about a month now. I like the work enough, I just don't like how little the hours have been and I don't care for the time of day I'm working either. Neither are what I thought they would be. So I am keeping my options open to any new thing that may come up though I'm not in a constant search. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still love my sports (phoenixsunsfanz.blogspot.com) working in the yard (we'll finish it some day) and being with my family (be it watching movies, playing games, or... ahem...just being silly).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201879962601956402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SDDKQ-ccpDI/AAAAAAAAAKg/PMMtrKZ3W9s/s320/DSC03978.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Not going to bother explaining this one, let's just say it is in honor of Nate the Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-4348349182674538967?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/4348349182674538967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=4348349182674538967&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/4348349182674538967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/4348349182674538967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2008/05/b-rad.html' title='B - rad'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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/_twdn4Em_qcs/SDBux-ccpCI/AAAAAAAAAKY/J0shNSbtIzQ/s72-c/IMG_8167.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7921058087527307266.post-5168525422831739151</id><published>2008-05-11T18:21:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T07:56:59.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ri</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Cheri A'Moore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SCeyiucco9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/9FIBFMOoWdM/s1600-h/chericrop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199320604475171794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SCeyiucco9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/9FIBFMOoWdM/s320/chericrop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is Mother's Day as I write this post and how very fitting that it's Cheri's turn in the blog spotlight! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of the four of us, she is definitely the busiest! Besides taking care of our two girls she continues to do data entry for Brent, a little for Kerri &amp;amp; Steve, and has a couple piano students. She has also picked up some work with a friend in the ward who makes wooden signs with vinyl lettering. Oh, and she maintains the house and has great dinners ready for me when I get home. And if you were to go over some of the older posts you would see some of the many different projects she is always involving herself in (the penguin suit, Keara's cat costume). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cheri really has become quite the seamstress! It seems she learns how to make something every other week. Right now she wants to learn how to make some summer dresses for the girls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;During the last couple of months Cheri has also stepped up her exercising and is getting close to her pre-Keara weight. I have tried to help but sometimes we are just bad for each other. We have sweet teeth, not usually the same one which means double the desserts and one of us has to eat the whole thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In church she is the gospel doctrine teacher and recently has to share those duties with another so she teaches once every two weeks. She has made a lot of good friends in the ward, which is great since the furthest anyone lives from each other is 5-10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SCeyi-cco-I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/STKSZj7kLY8/s1600-h/DSC03851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199320608770139106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SCeyi-cco-I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/STKSZj7kLY8/s320/DSC03851.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a picture of Cheri (obviously) with her friend Jenn (her roommate while in New Zealand) who was in Phoenix in April. Cheri doesn't have a lot of pictures because she is always doing the taking. That and she is home by herself with the girls, so when I get home and they want to play with me, I get all the shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-5168525422831739151?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/5168525422831739151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=5168525422831739151&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/5168525422831739151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/5168525422831739151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2008/05/ri.html' title='Ri'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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/_twdn4Em_qcs/SCeyiucco9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/9FIBFMOoWdM/s72-c/chericrop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7921058087527307266.post-5578853169871685271</id><published>2008-04-20T18:02:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T18:40:20.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>K - ra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;KEARA ELAINE MOORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191499633317358434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SAvpaSdzq2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/8x09knbkFno/s320/IMG_8204_vintage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If you have read previous posts you would know that Keara recentlyl celebrated her birthday. At 2 she is not terrible, but quite a handful. Recently, her vocabulary and understanding seem to have exploded. She uses all kinds of words and decently put together sentences. When she hears a new word, she'll repeat it and use it a few times in a phrase and then she just logs it away until she finds a use for it. She has also become a copy cat. It could be any random thing you do and she'll observe and then proceed to do the same.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She is still super tiny, at 22 lbs, but long and holding her we can feel she is going to be too heavy to hold all the time like we are used to. Her imagination has also blossomed, with the help of some new toys that encourage it. Her imagination has also spread from helping mommy around the house with different things. She got her sticker chart (she could spend hours playing with 5 stickers) and so therefore has become a great helper.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She loves oatmeal! And sometimes I wonder if she is a hobbit. She will eat cold cereal with me when she first wakes up and then when Cheri gets back from a walk an hour later, she'll have second breakfast and steal Cheri's oatmeal. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191499637612325746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SAvpaidzq3I/AAAAAAAAAJY/NsoAszJIphs/s320/DSC03818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I showed her how to have a tea party with her new dish set and now she loves it! All her babies, and piu piu (subbing in for the missing baby with the single blonde locke of hair) always join her. And then afterwards she of course wants to wash and dry them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191499654792194946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SAvpbidzq4I/AAAAAAAAAJg/TyDePikMxS0/s320/DSC03820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of the greatest things to watch is how she loves her baby sister!!! Her ears are great and so when we are all down stairs, she'll be the first one to hear Taryn waking up and insist we go get her. She has learned to speak for her quite well, informing us what Taryn wants and needs in a matter of fact tone. Though we still have to warn Keara about being gentle we know she can't wait for Taryn to grow up and play with her. Of course we don't think it'll be like Keara imagines it will be. She won't be able to just boss Taryn around telling her what to do. Taryn can be just as stubborn and will probably match Keara in size when that time comes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191499659087162258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SAvpbydzq5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/_zXZEVPjesk/s320/DSC03835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-5578853169871685271?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/5578853169871685271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=5578853169871685271&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/5578853169871685271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/5578853169871685271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2008/04/k-ra.html' title='K - ra'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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/_twdn4Em_qcs/SAvpaSdzq2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/8x09knbkFno/s72-c/IMG_8204_vintage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7921058087527307266.post-7120555502479804536</id><published>2008-04-20T17:37:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T18:02:31.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T - ryn</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;TARYN NOELLE MOORE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SAvjwidzqzI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Bl52pXHVLJY/s1600-h/IMG_8182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191493418499681074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SAvjwidzqzI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Bl52pXHVLJY/s320/IMG_8182.jpg" width="339" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Her 4 month anniversary having come and gone, she is beginning to develop more and more her own personality, and she lets us know it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For those of you who haven't had a chance to get to know her. Taryn is quite the talker. At church people comment that she is getting bigger and louder. She likes to talk most when daddy has to hold her while mommy teaches sunday school. She loves smiling and talking face to face with people, though Cheri says she is becoming a mamma's girl. She's about 14 lbs and we know that's not a lot, but when you're used to Keara weighing in at 14 lbs around the year mark, it seems a lot to us. She eats a ton of rice cereal at night and has always taken her meal times very seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She likes her sister well enough, even though Keara can scare her now and then. She also likes to be held upright, when she isn't she will arch her back until you move her. She rolls over from her tummy to her back and best of all...She's a THUMB sucker!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SAvjwydzq0I/AAAAAAAAAJA/0HUfXU5LXQQ/s1600-h/DSC03825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191493422794648386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SAvjwydzq0I/AAAAAAAAAJA/0HUfXU5LXQQ/s320/DSC03825.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, so that's not really a good thing. Pros and cons; she can find her own thumb and calm herself vs she won't take a binkey when she can't find her thumb.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SAvjxidzq1I/AAAAAAAAAJI/gh8Cj2rUdP8/s1600-h/DSC03829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191493435679550290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SAvjxidzq1I/AAAAAAAAAJI/gh8Cj2rUdP8/s320/DSC03829.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bring on the rice!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-7120555502479804536?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/7120555502479804536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=7120555502479804536&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/7120555502479804536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/7120555502479804536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2008/04/t-ryn.html' title='T - ryn'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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/_twdn4Em_qcs/SAvjwidzqzI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Bl52pXHVLJY/s72-c/IMG_8182.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7921058087527307266.post-514815480559049015</id><published>2008-04-13T20:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T20:57:10.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out my Slide Show!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-70.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2233785415184218480&amp;amp;site=widget-70.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2233785415184218480&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-70.slide.com/p1/2233785415184218480/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2233785415184218480&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-70.slide.com/p2/2233785415184218480/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-514815480559049015?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/514815480559049015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=514815480559049015&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/514815480559049015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/514815480559049015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2008/04/check-out-my-slide-show.html' title='Check out my Slide Show!'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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-7921058087527307266.post-6451155020193491827</id><published>2008-04-13T11:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T11:35:37.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Redemption</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Keara turned 2 years old on the 28th of March. And Cheri was determined to have a better party (and more importantly a cake) than last year. Plus, it meant a lot more to Keara this year to have friends over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SAJP9BRuEnI/AAAAAAAAAIg/n49LCYXBjg8/s1600-h/DSC02180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188797630417605234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SAJP9BRuEnI/AAAAAAAAAIg/n49LCYXBjg8/s320/DSC02180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Artwork courtesy of Sunny and Tauna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SAJP9hRuEoI/AAAAAAAAAIo/uxqh1zuA3ak/s1600-h/DSC02176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188797639007539842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SAJP9hRuEoI/AAAAAAAAAIo/uxqh1zuA3ak/s320/DSC02176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She had about 10-12 friends come over for activities like painting, jewelry making, bean bag tossing, and tie-die shirting. We had a lot of help from Brent and Sunny's family keeping the kids attention at the various activities.  Tauna and Chris delayed their leaving just long enough to be a part of it. And Grandma and Granpa Moore also got to be there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But the important part to this party was to make up for last year's cake. Only a few of you have seen a picture of it, and thankfully fewer of you saw the actual cake...there is a reason for it. I had the genius idea to make a lego cake since that was one of her favorite toys at the time, but we did it last minute, like we do so many things, and didn't have a good frosting or enough.  So, this year, with an idea from Chris and some help from Tauna and the internet Cheri put together this beautiful piece...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SAJP9xRuEpI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ZAfZ86Gdwhg/s1600-h/DSC02188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188797643302507154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/SAJP9xRuEpI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ZAfZ86Gdwhg/s320/DSC02188.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Inside there is a layer of ice cream and crushed oreos!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I don't know how much Keara fully understood but we do know she got the idea that it was a special day and that she was a reason for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-6451155020193491827?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/6451155020193491827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=6451155020193491827&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/6451155020193491827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/6451155020193491827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2008/04/redemption.html' title='Redemption'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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/_twdn4Em_qcs/SAJP9BRuEnI/AAAAAAAAAIg/n49LCYXBjg8/s72-c/DSC02180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7921058087527307266.post-4132922882228801820</id><published>2008-04-10T17:17:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T21:51:59.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Return of the Egg Races!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a full house for Easter this year. Brent, Sunny, and their family came over from Denver and Tauna, Chris, and Claire made the trip from LA.  And seeing that there was an overwhelmingly Hicken influence present, we made sure to hold the annual After Easter Egg Races!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/R_6wjJLRN3I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qHYm_Z9nvKQ/s1600-h/Easter+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187777938582484850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/R_6wjJLRN3I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qHYm_Z9nvKQ/s320/Easter+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In front of the Mesa Temple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/R_6wjZLRN4I/AAAAAAAAAIY/cV4D40Jq6jE/s1600-h/Easter+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187777942877452162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/R_6wjZLRN4I/AAAAAAAAAIY/cV4D40Jq6jE/s320/Easter+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Had I known this was the case I would have designed an egg more suitable for winning the championship. Instead my orange egg fell apart have way through the race.  I think Tauna had something to do with it, she was putting the pressure on me and was determined to win it (I have the battle scars to prove it).  Instead while we were busy getting in each others way during the final heat, Brent sped away to victory. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fortunately we were able to grab some footage of the action. As some f you fellow Demingites will note, it's almost as intense, though more exciting, than the Duck Races.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-867ed3a82f24c45b" 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://v13.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D867ed3a82f24c45b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331917742%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D84A20CC0AACFDFFCE95C76EC5FF7D96E0C2F9D7A.5755A6CE5A597762D37E57B0E04FEBC56829CD2B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D867ed3a82f24c45b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dh-q7bioDw8zza0QDc7nWAsKySFs&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://v13.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D867ed3a82f24c45b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331917742%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D84A20CC0AACFDFFCE95C76EC5FF7D96E0C2F9D7A.5755A6CE5A597762D37E57B0E04FEBC56829CD2B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D867ed3a82f24c45b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dh-q7bioDw8zza0QDc7nWAsKySFs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-4132922882228801820?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=867ed3a82f24c45b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/4132922882228801820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=4132922882228801820&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/4132922882228801820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/4132922882228801820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2008/04/return-of-egg-races.html' title='Return of the Egg Races!'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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/_twdn4Em_qcs/R_6wjJLRN3I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qHYm_Z9nvKQ/s72-c/Easter+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7921058087527307266.post-7430860982684536751</id><published>2008-03-10T07:43:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T09:38:20.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who?</title><content type='html'>Cheri and I recently had a difference of opinion, I know Amanda, and yes, we do disagree every once and awhile. So, we thought we would ask your opinion. Who do you think Taryn looks like in this picture? (Answer on the side column survey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176124404084131506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/R9VJuKKqRrI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Dr-KxTFSUQk/s320/DSC03756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bib Fortuna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176131903097030386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/R9VQiqKqRvI/AAAAAAAAAHo/0UuGnLvbKn4/s320/2823-15886%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jar Jar Binks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/R9VMhKKqRuI/AAAAAAAAAHg/XSQXToRkCKA/s1600-h/jarjarbinks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176127479280715490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/R9VMhKKqRuI/AAAAAAAAAHg/XSQXToRkCKA/s320/jarjarbinks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-7430860982684536751?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/7430860982684536751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=7430860982684536751&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/7430860982684536751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/7430860982684536751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2008/03/guess-who.html' title='Guess Who?'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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/_twdn4Em_qcs/R9VJuKKqRrI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Dr-KxTFSUQk/s72-c/DSC03756.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7921058087527307266.post-9198674032397794968</id><published>2008-03-09T21:48:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T22:22:36.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is L.A.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After being home for a month, Cheri decided we needed to get out of the house and called her sister Tauna to see if she wanted some extra company. We had told Chris and Tauna several times that we needed to just drive out and visit them since it really wasn't that far. So, we decided to around 1 or 2 Friday afternoon and we were on the road by 4. On the way I realized that I had never been to LA. San Diego, San Fran, Sacramento, Hollister, Tiajuana, yes, but never the big city. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was great! I got to see the Hollywood sign, we walked on a section of the red carpet for the oscars that coming weekend, and I even got to stomp of Tom Cruise's star! Okay, so we didn't really care a whole lot about any of that, but it was nice to see our niece Claire for the first time. Keara loved having another real baby around and Taryn learned a lot from her older cousin while we were there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Keara also quickly became attached to her Aunt and Uncle. The saddest day, when Chris had to work on Monday, Keara, upon hearing the slightest sound outside, would point toward the door and proclaim Chris was coming. And during the rest of the time there she would always point out and remind us that there's Tauna, there's Chris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And why shouldn't she be in love with them. Besides being great, they showed her Diddy Riese's famous Ice Cream Cookie Sandwiches and took her to the funnest playground she'd ever seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/R9S_1KKqRhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/WK1d8THDopA/s1600-h/DSC03720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175972791738582546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/R9S_1KKqRhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/WK1d8THDopA/s320/DSC03720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Story time by Uncle Chris!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5a144ee5af5280c8" 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://v13.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5a144ee5af5280c8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331917742%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D59C29AA3E12BF9CF807DF104E3411A05CC092DE8.5C1B6A043D5F2778791A072416F0BD8DFB0F00F1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5a144ee5af5280c8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dl4Bya9svG6yCLo2L14Gsso6IiXk&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://v13.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5a144ee5af5280c8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331917742%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D59C29AA3E12BF9CF807DF104E3411A05CC092DE8.5C1B6A043D5F2778791A072416F0BD8DFB0F00F1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5a144ee5af5280c8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dl4Bya9svG6yCLo2L14Gsso6IiXk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Claire and Taryn get a little closer and get a little taste of what it would be like to have a sibling so close in age. (there are about a month apart)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2d9ce74f5237a0ff" 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://v6.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2d9ce74f5237a0ff%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331917742%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B03651CC2123B65564EF0F9CEF75B8AAB17C262.B3FD86E5B320C16C61E70B372EEBF2B24F58EA8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2d9ce74f5237a0ff%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4pS13o-CVRyD9sQ2PG6PR7KfoAY&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://v6.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2d9ce74f5237a0ff%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331917742%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B03651CC2123B65564EF0F9CEF75B8AAB17C262.B3FD86E5B320C16C61E70B372EEBF2B24F58EA8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2d9ce74f5237a0ff%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4pS13o-CVRyD9sQ2PG6PR7KfoAY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Unfortunately this video was taken sideways. And unfortunately Cheri stopped recording before you could see what happend next. So, watch the video before continuing...okay, ready, so, to preface the event; we had just finished swimming where Keara hated the cold water compared to the hot water in the mandatory showers. Her day wasn't the best, but she was super excited for the park and the many slides which she only recently overcame the fear to go down by herself. (In fact if you are even near her, she'll demand you get away before she'll go down) The name of this particular section of the park was the cockpit. The overall shape was more or less that of an airplane. And what you don't see after Keara's failed attempt to climb the slide was that as she is skipping away to her left she clotheslines herself and skips right into the wing. We're not sure how she didn't see it since it was right at her face level. But she ended up smashing her lip into her teeth. I know, kind of a strange way to end, but it was kind of funny even though you feel bad for you child. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-9198674032397794968?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2d9ce74f5237a0ff&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5a144ee5af5280c8&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/9198674032397794968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=9198674032397794968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/9198674032397794968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/9198674032397794968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-is-la.html' title='This is L.A.'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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/_twdn4Em_qcs/R9S_1KKqRhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/WK1d8THDopA/s72-c/DSC03720.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7921058087527307266.post-8251287915801051650</id><published>2008-03-02T15:56:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T16:12:35.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Outside In</title><content type='html'>Well, after all the complaining that tends to occur while living in Arizona during the summer, things sure change when it's winter and spring time. We have been enjoying the nice weather lately. The heat is off, windows and doors can be left open and Keara gets to play outside as much as she wants. The pictures are a little old but they show the indecisiveness that Keara struggles with:) She just can't decide whether she likes being inside or outside, or maybe she is just getting closer to 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/R8sxi-ODlGI/AAAAAAAAAFg/YjF22tvpYb8/s1600-h/IMG_5697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173283073852413026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/R8sxi-ODlGI/AAAAAAAAAFg/YjF22tvpYb8/s320/IMG_5697.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One from our family photo shoot. She really is happiest outdoors. Everyday there is something new to see or experience when your not trapped inside. In the mornings she can't wait to go on Mommy's walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/R8sxjeODlHI/AAAAAAAAAFo/vUOk7lg2DaI/s1600-h/DSC03655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173283082442347634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/R8sxjeODlHI/AAAAAAAAAFo/vUOk7lg2DaI/s320/DSC03655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Like I said, trapped indoors. She pulled this stunt one afternoon and started crying for help. But Cheri couldn't find her anywhere. She had to be somewhere in the room and finally when Mommy discovered she had climbed under the bed into a collapsed walker; what did she do? Well, she didn't rescue her, at least not immediately, until after the picture was taken. The credit for that kind of thinking goes to Grandma Moore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/R8sxj-ODlII/AAAAAAAAAFw/1ENdInMCyLI/s1600-h/DSC03704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173283091032282242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/R8sxj-ODlII/AAAAAAAAAFw/1ENdInMCyLI/s320/DSC03704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of a few not so fun days outside. Some rainy days had left our yard very wet and in the low points almost swampy. But Keara likes to be with me when I'm working in the yard. That was until her feet sunk a few inches and she fell on her hands and knees trying to get out. Once again, Mommy had to get a picture before coming to the rescue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/R8sxkuODlJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/LfCUoSMjSXY/s1600-h/DSC03713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173283103917184146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/R8sxkuODlJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/LfCUoSMjSXY/s320/DSC03713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But we make it up to her by being goofy and keeping it interesting inside.&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/7921058087527307266-8251287915801051650?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/8251287915801051650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=8251287915801051650&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/8251287915801051650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/8251287915801051650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2008/03/outside-in.html' title='Outside In'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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/_twdn4Em_qcs/R8sxi-ODlGI/AAAAAAAAAFg/YjF22tvpYb8/s72-c/IMG_5697.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7921058087527307266.post-96976343809585795</id><published>2008-02-18T20:09:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T20:39:00.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We're going back a little bit to catch up on what happened the last couple of months of 2007 since nothing horribly exciting has happened in 2008. So, back in November we participated in a local parade and thanks to Cheri I got to fulfill one of my lifelong dreams...to be a Mascot!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It all started on a late Thursday night at Walmart. I had tried to convince Cheri to make me a costume earlier in the week but she simply said she didn't have the time nor know how.  But with the parade on Saturday morning I saw my dream slipping away with the sands of time. So I called her to inform her I had full confidence she could do it, and that I just happen to come across the perfect material. I arrived home around 11pm and we were up until 2 or 3, cheri sewing and me paper-macheing a balloon for the head. She was amazing, working on it most of Friday as well. And this was the finished product.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/R7pLB8xg9MI/AAAAAAAAAE4/S2Qz4e837WE/s1600-h/DSC03454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168526019226825922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/R7pLB8xg9MI/AAAAAAAAAE4/S2Qz4e837WE/s320/DSC03454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The "Penguin" reporting for duty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No, not that Penguin from Batman, but the cute and loveable one that has so many adoring fans. (It was hot in AZ, but a camelback helped make things bearable)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/R7pLCsxg9NI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8qreB4W8Zjc/s1600-h/DSC03468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168526032111727826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/R7pLCsxg9NI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8qreB4W8Zjc/s320/DSC03468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even the adults wanted a piece of the Penguin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7319e119489bed06" 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://v19.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7319e119489bed06%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331917742%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D46DD7E0D5C21DDB2D1D48C0AC60DC44A8F6AF9F6.5C8D8D7282C5A0AA70B05F7E780149220EE9C1B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7319e119489bed06%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dh5lo21XpZKR9Czru6ggG7s9L-80&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://v19.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7319e119489bed06%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331917742%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D46DD7E0D5C21DDB2D1D48C0AC60DC44A8F6AF9F6.5C8D8D7282C5A0AA70B05F7E780149220EE9C1B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7319e119489bed06%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dh5lo21XpZKR9Czru6ggG7s9L-80&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Alas, this career seems short-lived and extremely rare opportunities because the one person who doesn't find the "Penguin" cute and loveable is Keara. She freaked out when she first saw me because she didn't see me get dressed into the costume. Even though we have since shown her how it is daddy under the outfit she still gets scared. One night we had a couple of friends over and Cheri asked me to go upstairs and put it on for them. When I came down Keara ran for mommy and started crying. Now, everytime I go upstairs she starts to get worried and tells Cheri "where's daddy? NO! no Piu Piu! Be Nice!!" It's quite funny but obviously traumatizing for her. Even when we are in our closet and she sees the costume on the top shelf she reminds us "Piu Piu be nice."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-96976343809585795?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7319e119489bed06&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/96976343809585795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=96976343809585795&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/96976343809585795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/96976343809585795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2008/02/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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/_twdn4Em_qcs/R7pLB8xg9MI/AAAAAAAAAE4/S2Qz4e837WE/s72-c/DSC03454.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7921058087527307266.post-3096628881682780289</id><published>2008-02-05T21:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T21:04:50.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moore Look-alike Meter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/meter" title="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" alt="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/J/storage/site1/files/04/99/51/049951_309492f7139a74b4pqnk87.JPG" width="435" height="470" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"&gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/meter"&gt;Look-alike Meter&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"&gt;Create a family tree&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"&gt;Roots&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/JnB*PTEyMDIyNzA3MDgyODEmcD*xMTA1NzEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2Vy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-3096628881682780289?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/3096628881682780289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=3096628881682780289&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/3096628881682780289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/3096628881682780289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2008/02/moore-look-alike-meter_06.html' title='Moore Look-alike Meter'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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-7921058087527307266.post-6892390028431697162</id><published>2008-02-05T20:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T20:58:29.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moore Look-alike Meter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/meter" title="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" alt="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/I/storage/site1/files/04/82/51/048251_832901a7f29a74mvgxyv89.JPG" width="435" height="470" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"&gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/meter"&gt;Look-alike Meter&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"&gt;Family history&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/family-tree-builder"&gt;Free printable family tree chart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/JnB*PTEyMDIyNzAzMjQxMDkmcD*xMTA1NzEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2Vy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-6892390028431697162?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/6892390028431697162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=6892390028431697162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/6892390028431697162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/6892390028431697162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2008/02/moore-look-alike-meter.html' title='Moore Look-alike Meter'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7921058087527307266.post-3171511147076409740</id><published>2008-02-02T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T12:52:25.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taryn is Here!</title><content type='html'>Time to catch up. It's Groundhog Day, but that doesn't matter a whole lot in Phoenix. For those of you who's memory is very temporary and for the few who still don't know. Taryn obliged her parents and came a week early, December 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/R6TJEs39-LI/AAAAAAAAAD8/75bzR34GWIw/s1600-h/DSC03538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162472155475998898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/R6TJEs39-LI/AAAAAAAAAD8/75bzR34GWIw/s320/DSC03538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even at a week early she was almost a pound more than her sister who was a week late. 7lbs 9 oz, (Keara was 6 lbs 5 oz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/R6TJFc39-MI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7v8k9NXSBmc/s1600-h/DSC00439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162472168360900802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/R6TJFc39-MI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7v8k9NXSBmc/s320/DSC00439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are very excited to have her. She is already developing her own personality and Keara loves having her baby around. NOW, we are a family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/R6TJGM39-NI/AAAAAAAAAEM/V8ZVRp1qgRo/s1600-h/DSC00491.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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/7921058087527307266-3171511147076409740?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/3171511147076409740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=3171511147076409740&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/3171511147076409740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/3171511147076409740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2008/02/taryn-is-here.html' title='Taryn is Here!'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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/_twdn4Em_qcs/R6TJEs39-LI/AAAAAAAAAD8/75bzR34GWIw/s72-c/DSC03538.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7921058087527307266.post-7012212819311348291</id><published>2007-11-04T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T00:14:37.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Friends</title><content type='html'>Everyday is a new adventure and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Keara&lt;/span&gt; goes after each one full blast with a smile on her face. She has had a lot of firsts over the last couple of months. Some good and some not so good, but always she is just as cheerful as ever. Fortunately before the new baby arrives, she has really taken to making and playing with new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129247895325045250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/Ry6_yO3E8gI/AAAAAAAAAD0/c1b6dpvy-TU/s320/DSC03354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We caught a Diamondbacks game towards the end of the season with her friend Parker. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Keara&lt;/span&gt; thought it was great, hot dogs, ice cream, staying up way past her bedtime. We thought we might be lucky to catch a home run from Bonds, but he didn't even play and the D-backs lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129247886735110626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/Ry6_xu3E8eI/AAAAAAAAADk/2ApZ5LTQM7k/s320/DSC03382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks later we had a ward &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;camp out&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Trysta&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Keara&lt;/span&gt; enjoyed this cozy two-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;seater&lt;/span&gt; just their size. Finding a bag of Chocolate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Chex&lt;/span&gt; mix helped sweeten the moment. She loves pointing out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Trysta&lt;/span&gt; in church and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Trysta&lt;/span&gt; responds by affectionately nick-naming her carrot because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Keara&lt;/span&gt; has one too many syllables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/Ry6_x-3E8fI/AAAAAAAAADs/J7FqulqCc-E/s1600-h/DSC03391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129247891030077938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/Ry6_x-3E8fI/AAAAAAAAADs/J7FqulqCc-E/s320/DSC03391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally, after almost a year of trying and plans failing or conflicting, we were able to have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Cobos&lt;/span&gt; over for dinner. Although this wasn't a new experience she enjoyed sharing it with her friends &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Rayden&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Kenis&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, tonight, she had a not so fun first experience. Between 8 and 10 tonight she threw up about 5-6 times. Dinner, lunch, and whatever snacks she had in between. ( I decided not to insert a picture here) At least she warned us. In between each time it happened she would start to cry, even if she was laughing the moment before, and then it would happen. Then the only friend she wanted was Mommy who graciously let her throw up all over her clothes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(I apologize to our friends if I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;misspelled&lt;/span&gt; any of their children's names)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-7012212819311348291?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/7012212819311348291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=7012212819311348291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/7012212819311348291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/7012212819311348291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-friends.html' title='New Friends'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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/_twdn4Em_qcs/Ry6_yO3E8gI/AAAAAAAAAD0/c1b6dpvy-TU/s72-c/DSC03354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7921058087527307266.post-8102664073538389692</id><published>2007-11-04T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T23:58:04.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keara can't wait for Monday's too!</title><content type='html'>Keara has hit that stage where she likes to copy or imitate a lot of what we do. I think it makes her feel like a big girl. So, on Monday's she is just as excited as Mommy and Daddy are about finding out what happened over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129246005539434962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/Ry6-EO3E8dI/AAAAAAAAADc/NZ55RUjx_xk/s320/DSC03400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;At the same time Daddy is trying hard to get her to like the right team while she is young and impressionable. So, when the Suns had an open practice before the season started we jumped on the last minute opportunity to sit closer than we've ever been. She loved screaming when the crowd cheered and clapping 15 seconds after everyone else had stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/Ry69oO3E8aI/AAAAAAAAADE/Cb75D_BiZL0/s1600-h/DSC03400.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/Ry69oe3E8bI/AAAAAAAAADM/BQPcdxGR3Yw/s1600-h/DSC03402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129245528798065074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/Ry69oe3E8bI/AAAAAAAAADM/BQPcdxGR3Yw/s320/DSC03402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/Ry69ou3E8cI/AAAAAAAAADU/32ZjAtjSNK0/s1600-h/DSC03409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129245533093032386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/Ry69ou3E8cI/AAAAAAAAADU/32ZjAtjSNK0/s320/DSC03409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/7921058087527307266-8102664073538389692?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/8102664073538389692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=8102664073538389692&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/8102664073538389692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/8102664073538389692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2007/11/keara-cant-wait-for-mondays-too.html' title='Keara can&apos;t wait for Monday&apos;s too!'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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/_twdn4Em_qcs/Ry6-EO3E8dI/AAAAAAAAADc/NZ55RUjx_xk/s72-c/DSC03400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7921058087527307266.post-1956663141047105171</id><published>2007-10-21T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T23:17:57.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mondays!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow is Monday! And unlike Garfield and most of this nation. We love Mondays.  Why? Well, since you insisted. Because on Mondays we get to find out who won on Sunday. We try not to pay attention to sports on Sunday. A self-imposed rule since I know I enjoy sports a little more than I should. So, on Monday I get to find out if my Bears w&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/Rxw-NWOIJ7I/AAAAAAAAAC0/97zBLrEUy00/s1600-h/bears2_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124038875064838066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/Rxw-NWOIJ7I/AAAAAAAAAC0/97zBLrEUy00/s320/bears2_1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on. That or if the game was on TV then I get up super early to watch my recording of it before I come across a newspaper/headline/or someone with a big mouth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/Rxw-NWOIJ7I/AAAAAAAAAC0/97zBLrEUy00/s1600-h/bears2_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now that Cheri likes to do fantasy football with me in my family's league, she is excited about Monday's to see if her players did well or not. Of course, two weeks ago I wasn't so happy to get up because no matter how good of a year either of us is having, she has beaten me the last two years and she did it to me again this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Monday we are a little nervous because Dice-K was pitching for our Red Sox. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gordon won the pole and could put more distance between him and Jimmie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And pretty soon the Suns will start. Anybody else excited to see Grant Hill in a Suns uniform?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/Rxw-NmOIJ8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/W5ZdusZVAfs/s1600-h/FireBird2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124038879359805378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/Rxw-NmOIJ8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/W5ZdusZVAfs/s320/FireBird2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, you see, I love sports, now you know my teams and what Cheri has to put up with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/Rxw-NmOIJ8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/W5ZdusZVAfs/s1600-h/FireBird2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/Rxw-NmOIJ8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/W5ZdusZVAfs/s1600-h/FireBird2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/Rxw-NWOIJ7I/AAAAAAAAAC0/97zBLrEUy00/s1600-h/bears2_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/Rxw-NmOIJ8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/W5ZdusZVAfs/s1600-h/FireBird2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-1956663141047105171?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/1956663141047105171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=1956663141047105171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/1956663141047105171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/1956663141047105171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2007/10/mondays.html' title='Mondays!!!'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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/_twdn4Em_qcs/Rxw-NWOIJ7I/AAAAAAAAAC0/97zBLrEUy00/s72-c/bears2_1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7921058087527307266.post-4373750010532119848</id><published>2007-08-26T18:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T18:48:17.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Travels: Part Three</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like most movies, anything past a third just isn't worth anything so this will be the last of our summer travels. But that doesn't mean it wasn't a great one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;About six or seven months ago we listened to one of those time-share proposals for three hours and in return received free air fair, hotel stay, and tickets to the San Diego Wild Animal Park.  So, the only thing we had to cover was the car rental and food for three days. Well, after a little stress we got an upgrade to our hotel. We also got an upgrade to the car as well, though at first I didn't think it was much of an upgrade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RtIqsxaAhaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/OVykJCfgv6c/s1600-h/DSC03316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103188276429227426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RtIqsxaAhaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/OVykJCfgv6c/s320/DSC03316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was our Toyota Prius, a hybrid car. Looks weren't that great but it was better than a Ford Focus:) Even though we couldn't figure out how to turn it on at first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RtIqthaAhbI/AAAAAAAAACE/XGxz-Y8bAaY/s1600-h/DSC03289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103188289314129330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RtIqthaAhbI/AAAAAAAAACE/XGxz-Y8bAaY/s320/DSC03289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course we went to beach everyday where Keara showed no regard for her personal safety. Once we let her feet touch the sand she would take off running towards the water. She thought it was the greatest thing as the surf would wash up over her feet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RtIqtxaAhcI/AAAAAAAAACM/iKo9PAwy178/s1600-h/DSC03298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103188293609096642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RtIqtxaAhcI/AAAAAAAAACM/iKo9PAwy178/s320/DSC03298.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Double Tree was a nice hotel to be upgraded to and it was in a good location. Keara especially loved the king size bed and thought breakfast in bed should happen everyday. (Zoom in on her if you can)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RtIquhaAhdI/AAAAAAAAACU/_W6Af5S2vXo/s1600-h/DSC03284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103188306493998546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RtIquhaAhdI/AAAAAAAAACU/_W6Af5S2vXo/s320/DSC03284.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the best parts. The San Diego really is one of the most beautiful temples, inside and out. Right off the freeway but you wouldn't notice it while on the grounds. Keara was good to us as she patiently waited for Mommy and Daddy to take their turns in the Temple since we had no one to watch her. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This was one of the first trips that Cheri and I have taken as our family of three to a place purely for vacation and not to visit family. It was great to get out of the heat and get anothe step closer to our goal of doing work in each temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-4373750010532119848?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/4373750010532119848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=4373750010532119848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/4373750010532119848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/4373750010532119848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2007/08/summer-travels-part-three.html' title='Summer Travels: Part Three'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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/_twdn4Em_qcs/RtIqsxaAhaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/OVykJCfgv6c/s72-c/DSC03316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7921058087527307266.post-6398107417412130211</id><published>2007-08-18T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T00:50:05.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Travels: Part Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After a week in Utah we had to prepare for the other family reunion. Cheri and I were in charge of directing it and we were a little nervous how the first one would go over. But in the end there was no need for worry. It was a wonderful experience. We chose a cooler part of Arizona to get together in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonto Natural Bridge&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RsajzBaAhXI/AAAAAAAAABk/14RiGSvH1i8/s1600-h/DSC03236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099943724989842802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RsajzBaAhXI/AAAAAAAAABk/14RiGSvH1i8/s320/DSC03236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I won't bother explaining how it came about but it is a wonder of nature. This is obviously the underbelly. We hiked down one side and then decided to go back up the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RsajzhaAhYI/AAAAAAAAABs/XbfE3UPv3QY/s1600-h/DSC03237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099943733579777410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RsajzhaAhYI/AAAAAAAAABs/XbfE3UPv3QY/s320/DSC03237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our nieces and nephews had no fear in tackling the trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RsajzxaAhZI/AAAAAAAAAB0/OcyzZiHQkEE/s1600-h/DSC03246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099943737874744722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RsajzxaAhZI/AAAAAAAAAB0/OcyzZiHQkEE/s320/DSC03246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And what would a post be without a picture of Keara! Since the womb she has always sat with her feet crossed.&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/7921058087527307266-6398107417412130211?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/6398107417412130211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=6398107417412130211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/6398107417412130211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/6398107417412130211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2007/08/summer-travels-part-two.html' title='Summer Travels: Part Two'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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/_twdn4Em_qcs/RsajzBaAhXI/AAAAAAAAABk/14RiGSvH1i8/s72-c/DSC03236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7921058087527307266.post-479965151107656450</id><published>2007-08-13T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T15:11:04.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Travels: Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RsCO812S5RI/AAAAAAAAAA8/TqDV515lbSg/s1600-h/DSC03181.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;July was a very busy month with lots of planning and some stress to get everything together ontime. It was also the first time we left the store in someone else's hands for more than a night. We started in Utah for Cheri's extended family reunion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RsCRYl2S5SI/AAAAAAAAABE/LxHLEuaX_5M/s1600-h/DSC03182.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RsCRYl2S5SI/AAAAAAAAABE/LxHLEuaX_5M/s1600-h/DSC03182.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RsCRYl2S5SI/AAAAAAAAABE/LxHLEuaX_5M/s1600-h/DSC03182.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RsCRYl2S5SI/AAAAAAAAABE/LxHLEuaX_5M/s1600-h/DSC03182.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were all in for a surprise when not two, nor four, but all five sisters announced they were pregnant. (well, everybody already knew about two).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(due to some unwanted exposure of the abdomen the picture was removed)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RsCRY12S5TI/AAAAAAAAABM/wWE2QsUVFBU/s1600-h/DSC03194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098234634141099314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RsCRY12S5TI/AAAAAAAAABM/wWE2QsUVFBU/s320/DSC03194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RsCRY12S5TI/AAAAAAAAABM/wWE2QsUVFBU/s1600-h/DSC03194.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keara also had fun and found some new toys she really liked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RsCRZV2S5UI/AAAAAAAAABU/LCFGA06Geww/s1600-h/DSC03188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098234642731033922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RsCRZV2S5UI/AAAAAAAAABU/LCFGA06Geww/s320/DSC03188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RsCRZV2S5UI/AAAAAAAAABU/LCFGA06Geww/s1600-h/DSC03188.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RsCRZV2S5UI/AAAAAAAAABU/LCFGA06Geww/s1600-h/DSC03188.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to mention all the snacks she could get her hands on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RsCRZl2S5VI/AAAAAAAAABc/kho13iJhse0/s1600-h/DSC03197.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RsCRZl2S5VI/AAAAAAAAABc/kho13iJhse0/s1600-h/DSC03197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098234647026001234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RsCRZl2S5VI/AAAAAAAAABc/kho13iJhse0/s320/DSC03197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RsCRZl2S5VI/AAAAAAAAABc/kho13iJhse0/s1600-h/DSC03197.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RsCRZl2S5VI/AAAAAAAAABc/kho13iJhse0/s1600-h/DSC03197.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RsCRZl2S5VI/AAAAAAAAABc/kho13iJhse0/s1600-h/DSC03197.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RsCRZl2S5VI/AAAAAAAAABc/kho13iJhse0/s1600-h/DSC03197.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RsCRZl2S5VI/AAAAAAAAABc/kho13iJhse0/s1600-h/DSC03197.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RsCRZl2S5VI/AAAAAAAAABc/kho13iJhse0/s1600-h/DSC03197.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She also got to meet Victoria for the first time. Grant and Kelly happened to be in Utah at the same time so we stopped to say hello. There were other pictures but they accidentally got erased. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-479965151107656450?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/479965151107656450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=479965151107656450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/479965151107656450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/479965151107656450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2007/08/summer-travels-part-1.html' title='Summer Travels: Part 1'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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/_twdn4Em_qcs/RsCRY12S5TI/AAAAAAAAABM/wWE2QsUVFBU/s72-c/DSC03194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7921058087527307266.post-1698185534486386413</id><published>2007-05-13T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T22:22:42.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just an average day for Keara</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RkfwmpSK3gI/AAAAAAAAAAc/diVcj8YUUfs/s1600-h/DSC03108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064280852709170690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RkfwmpSK3gI/AAAAAAAAAAc/diVcj8YUUfs/s320/DSC03108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She starts with breakfast and is a very aggressive eater.&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/Rkfwm5SK3hI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Dc5hR6iwGmM/s1600-h/DSC03109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064280857004138002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/Rkfwm5SK3hI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Dc5hR6iwGmM/s320/DSC03109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she is always willing to take time to pose.&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RkfwnJSK3iI/AAAAAAAAAAs/LLVI0E62DFM/s1600-h/DSC03103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064280861299105314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RkfwnJSK3iI/AAAAAAAAAAs/LLVI0E62DFM/s320/DSC03103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she goes to work in the afternoon where she tries her best to handle customer calls and schedule appointments for her mom.&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RkfwnZSK3jI/AAAAAAAAAA0/fmyhFrRTPtg/s1600-h/DSC03126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064280865594072626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RkfwnZSK3jI/AAAAAAAAAA0/fmyhFrRTPtg/s320/DSC03126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for all her hard work she gets a tasty treat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-1698185534486386413?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/1698185534486386413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=1698185534486386413&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/1698185534486386413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/1698185534486386413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-average-day-for-keara.html' title='Just an average day for Keara'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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/_twdn4Em_qcs/RkfwmpSK3gI/AAAAAAAAAAc/diVcj8YUUfs/s72-c/DSC03108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7921058087527307266.post-4957356305978693677</id><published>2007-04-19T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T22:26:43.118-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keara discovers the joys of having hair and crawling in prickly grass.'/><title type='text'>Keara is excited to be 1!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RihOS5iMvaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/U8amWFq3dls/s1600-h/DSC03007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055376668312255906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RihOS5iMvaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/U8amWFq3dls/s320/DSC03007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RihOTZiMvbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/R2o-j7iarQk/s1600-h/DSC03043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055376676902190514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twdn4Em_qcs/RihOTZiMvbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/R2o-j7iarQk/s320/DSC03043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7921058087527307266-4957356305978693677?l=bradenandcheri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/feeds/4957356305978693677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7921058087527307266&amp;postID=4957356305978693677&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/4957356305978693677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7921058087527307266/posts/default/4957356305978693677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradenandcheri.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title='Keara is excited to be 1!!!'/><author><name>Braden and Cheri</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/_twdn4Em_qcs/RihOS5iMvaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/U8amWFq3dls/s72-c/DSC03007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
