<?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-2404860452280119194</id><updated>2012-02-12T06:37:15.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbis Fever</title><subtitle type='html'>careful... you might catch it</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>123</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-4408437287581525818</id><published>2011-12-01T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T21:06:32.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December Already?!?!?</title><content type='html'>Oh mercy, I have so much catching up to do!&amp;nbsp; But frankly, I am too tired and lazy to approach that right now and instead of putting my blogging off for yet another day, I will start from now and do catch up when I am feeling up to it.&amp;nbsp; There I feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY'S TALLY:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had early morning giggle time with Jack:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;+9&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained:&amp;nbsp; +4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was 20 minutes late picking up Paige from school:&amp;nbsp; -10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught Calvin spraying Tigger with hair de-tangler and brushing him out equal to a full service spa:&amp;nbsp; +6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bursted out&amp;nbsp;on how I wanted to do something productive around the house OTHER than housework: -3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put up Christmas lights (direct result of previous event):&amp;nbsp; +6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showered AND did my hair in under 30 minutes:&amp;nbsp; +&amp;nbsp;5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids had applesauce and PBJ's for dinner:&amp;nbsp; -1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to great Relief Society Christmas Evening:&amp;nbsp; +8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put kids to bed with a smile instead&amp;nbsp;of complete exhaustion:&amp;nbsp; +10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogged... finally:&amp;nbsp; +2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FINAL SCORE: 36/50, about 72%&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is really a shame, because here I was thinking that it&amp;nbsp;was&amp;nbsp;really rather great day!&amp;nbsp; But being late to pick up Paige really set me back... that was not a fine moment in my motherhood... tsk tsk Amy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time&amp;nbsp;I'll be first in the pick up line and wipe the floor with my awesome mommy-ness!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-4408437287581525818?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/4408437287581525818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=4408437287581525818' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/4408437287581525818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/4408437287581525818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-already.html' title='December Already?!?!?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-905883473547132618</id><published>2011-11-20T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T21:59:23.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before the Paraaaaaaade Passes By....</title><content type='html'>If you don't know what that song is from, call me, we need to chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend was also Gilbert Days - the annual Town of Gilbert celebration!&amp;nbsp; I remember going every single year growing up and it was always something we looked forward to.&amp;nbsp; Waking up early, finding our traditional spot in front of Circle K to watch the parade, and just LOVING every part of&amp;nbsp;it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year we could finally take our kids!&amp;nbsp; We had such a great time and&amp;nbsp;they loved it.&amp;nbsp; There wasn't as many cool floats as I remember, mainly just advertising... but it was just fun to be at a parade again!&amp;nbsp; They even had some old-school planes fly over it which was just so neat!&amp;nbsp;(and yes, the whole thing made me tear up. &amp;nbsp;I really couldn't get a hold of myself this weekend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bR4uekXjh4A/TsnlI_NAeFI/AAAAAAAABPo/fobIlp-QDNA/s1600/November+20+2011+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bR4uekXjh4A/TsnlI_NAeFI/AAAAAAAABPo/fobIlp-QDNA/s320/November+20+2011+008.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I remember this bull from when we used to go - stay strong!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BQdKHZ8YiIs/TsnlRJ2vb-I/AAAAAAAABPw/pBz4fPAquB0/s1600/November+20+2011+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BQdKHZ8YiIs/TsnlRJ2vb-I/AAAAAAAABPw/pBz4fPAquB0/s320/November+20+2011+013.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All the high schools had their bands playing.&amp;nbsp; I of course had to take a picture of my Alma Mater, Highland High.&amp;nbsp; And I have to say, they were BY FAR the best band out there - and that's not just my Hawk pride soarin'.&amp;nbsp; You did me proud youngin's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g9Jhs5QB29g/TsnlcSjAeiI/AAAAAAAABP4/ip9SjkTTukk/s1600/November+20+2011+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g9Jhs5QB29g/TsnlcSjAeiI/AAAAAAAABP4/ip9SjkTTukk/s320/November+20+2011+014.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, this was the cutest.&amp;nbsp; They had a senior women's pom-pom team!&amp;nbsp; They were ADORABLE!!&amp;nbsp; For reals, and they were struttin' there stuff like there was no tomorrow!!&amp;nbsp; Oh, umm, bad choice of words...﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Live long and prosper ladies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N3ZNngb-vbs/TsnlmQY9F7I/AAAAAAAABQA/4AISyltuM3M/s1600/November+20+2011+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="150px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N3ZNngb-vbs/TsnlmQY9F7I/AAAAAAAABQA/4AISyltuM3M/s200/November+20+2011+017.JPG" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7xaoJ_DfZvo/TsnlwNukCbI/AAAAAAAABQI/T8FM7cWlbGA/s1600/November+20+2011+018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7xaoJ_DfZvo/TsnlwNukCbI/AAAAAAAABQI/T8FM7cWlbGA/s320/November+20+2011+018.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our kids got their fair share of free tossed out candy and made the most of it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well played you three.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3jODFRNtxdQ/Tsnl2ZVK4fI/AAAAAAAABQQ/_lnyGZS6R4I/s1600/November+20+2011+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3jODFRNtxdQ/Tsnl2ZVK4fI/AAAAAAAABQQ/_lnyGZS6R4I/s320/November+20+2011+011.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We'll see you next year Gilbert Days!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qQwVX09NXus/TsnmAe_m3vI/AAAAAAAABQY/MqP4rjQnIXw/s1600/November+20+2011+016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qQwVX09NXus/TsnmAe_m3vI/AAAAAAAABQY/MqP4rjQnIXw/s320/November+20+2011+016.JPG" width="320px" /&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/2404860452280119194-905883473547132618?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/905883473547132618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=905883473547132618' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/905883473547132618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/905883473547132618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/11/before-paraaaaaaade-passes-by.html' title='Before the Paraaaaaaade Passes By....'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bR4uekXjh4A/TsnlI_NAeFI/AAAAAAAABPo/fobIlp-QDNA/s72-c/November+20+2011+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-590460940655540440</id><published>2011-11-20T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T21:37:47.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Windmill Lighting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have to say, I love living in Power Ranch.&amp;nbsp; It is such a great&amp;nbsp;spot and always has something very "community-unity-ish" going on﻿ - which is so fun!&amp;nbsp; This past Friday we had our 11th Windmill Lighting Extravaganza!&amp;nbsp; Well, our first, but Power Ranch's 11th.&amp;nbsp; Anyways... it was so super cute!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dGE9DzbX1H4/Tsnf3DIhHTI/AAAAAAAABPA/BrXI9Suw7DQ/s1600/November+20+2011+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dGE9DzbX1H4/Tsnf3DIhHTI/AAAAAAAABPA/BrXI9Suw7DQ/s320/November+20+2011+002.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We walked over to the windmill in our wintery clothes (however, shorts and a tee would have been totally fine weather-wise, but I just felt like we should at least dress the part of a fall activity) where we all gathered with some cute girl scouts to lead us in&amp;nbsp;a few Christmas carols.&amp;nbsp; Then they chose a kids from the crowd to come up, we all counted down together, and then he flipped the switch to light the windmill!!&amp;nbsp; It was so adorable!&amp;nbsp; I of course started tearing up - I tear up at EVERYTHING when I'm prego.&amp;nbsp; But it was seriously super sweet.&amp;nbsp; Tears were completely appropriate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZrFIJCoQKZo/TsngG5SwDbI/AAAAAAAABPI/TN5VA9t6i-4/s1600/November+20+2011+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZrFIJCoQKZo/TsngG5SwDbI/AAAAAAAABPI/TN5VA9t6i-4/s320/November+20+2011+003.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a2sqgSHAeqU/TsngORIuUfI/AAAAAAAABPQ/5q3N6G8l-VE/s1600/November+20+2011+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a2sqgSHAeqU/TsngORIuUfI/AAAAAAAABPQ/5q3N6G8l-VE/s320/November+20+2011+004.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Then we all walked on the candle-lit sidewalk to the community barn where they had hot chocolate and cookies for everyone!&amp;nbsp; It was so great!!!&amp;nbsp; The kiddos had such a blast and it was&amp;nbsp;the perfect&amp;nbsp;kick-off (be it premature) to the holiday season!!&amp;nbsp; Well done Power Ranch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QLAiB9X2Pr8/TsngVkoC14I/AAAAAAAABPY/sYLWEMzJuPg/s1600/November+20+2011+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QLAiB9X2Pr8/TsngVkoC14I/AAAAAAAABPY/sYLWEMzJuPg/s320/November+20+2011+006.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Disclaimer for the next few years:&lt;/u&gt; Paige has decided to start dressing/accessorizing herself these days.&amp;nbsp; I have GOT to be more careful with the clearance rack...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-590460940655540440?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/590460940655540440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=590460940655540440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/590460940655540440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/590460940655540440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/11/windmill-lighting.html' title='Windmill Lighting!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dGE9DzbX1H4/Tsnf3DIhHTI/AAAAAAAABPA/BrXI9Suw7DQ/s72-c/November+20+2011+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-285673923431167856</id><published>2011-11-18T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T14:33:35.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boooooring...</title><content type='html'>Well it's been 16 uneventful days since I've last posted.&amp;nbsp; My apologies.&amp;nbsp; But seriously, very uneventful.&amp;nbsp; Mainly just a whole bunch of morning sickness, and then once that was gone, a whole bunch of cold sickness floating around our house.&amp;nbsp; Sooooo, it's been a drag around the Forbis house.&amp;nbsp; But things are starting to look on the up and up!&amp;nbsp; HOORAY!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two main things have&amp;nbsp;passed our time of quarantine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Counting down the SECONDS until Daddy gets home (that's mainly me counting)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gkL_DGcRG4g/TsbXBNxa2PI/AAAAAAAABOo/DcBfFslQ8uQ/s1600/November+15+2011+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gkL_DGcRG4g/TsbXBNxa2PI/AAAAAAAABOo/DcBfFslQ8uQ/s320/November+15+2011+006.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watching Jack love Tigger...﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dtAjCXQy_vM/TsbXLTyEQmI/AAAAAAAABOw/lXK1CIvFntc/s1600/November+15+2011+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dtAjCXQy_vM/TsbXLTyEQmI/AAAAAAAABOw/lXK1CIvFntc/s320/November+15+2011+010.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And watching Jack torture Tigger.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Within means of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t6INgwQUl3s/TsbXqVW6roI/AAAAAAAABO4/7QvP9wqVyRo/s1600/November+15+2011+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t6INgwQUl3s/TsbXqVW6roI/AAAAAAAABO4/7QvP9wqVyRo/s320/November+15+2011+009.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that I am sick of us being SICK and am ready to be out and about again!&amp;nbsp; Especially since the weather is amazing right now!!!&amp;nbsp; And cause family is coming into town soon too!&amp;nbsp; Too many things to be held back any longer... please health, come rescue us cause the Holidays are upon us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps - I did see the new Twilight movie last night and I have to say, it was far better than the rest of them, hands down!&amp;nbsp; It even made &lt;em&gt;ME&lt;/em&gt; excited for the last one (and that's saying a lot, cause I am not a big movie buff whatsoever).&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-285673923431167856?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/285673923431167856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=285673923431167856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/285673923431167856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/285673923431167856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/11/boooooring.html' title='Boooooring...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gkL_DGcRG4g/TsbXBNxa2PI/AAAAAAAABOo/DcBfFslQ8uQ/s72-c/November+15+2011+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-7172745782394932591</id><published>2011-11-02T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T20:48:40.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby, Baby, Baby, OH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sister Chelsea and her cute little family welcomed their newest addition a few days ago:&amp;nbsp; Baby Bud!&amp;nbsp; We are so happy to have a new cousin - even if it is yet another boy:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Congrats Chel and Shane!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EVF6vM46htw/TrINVYbE7qI/AAAAAAAABOg/X1gEzTC2y_A/s1600/Octiber+31%252C2011+044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EVF6vM46htw/TrINVYbE7qI/AAAAAAAABOg/X1gEzTC2y_A/s320/Octiber+31%252C2011+044.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euDBX9LiVE8/TrINM-PHHyI/AAAAAAAABOY/gllviEAJkBI/s1600/Octiber+31%252C2011+043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euDBX9LiVE8/TrINM-PHHyI/AAAAAAAABOY/gllviEAJkBI/s320/Octiber+31%252C2011+043.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And speaking of babies... yup, I'm pregnant alright.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here comes baby "Four"bis﻿!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are we feeling a little crazy??? Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But are we super excited to meet another little&amp;nbsp;family member&amp;nbsp;of ours???&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YES! YES! YES!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let the countdown 'til May begin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woopee!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-7172745782394932591?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/7172745782394932591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=7172745782394932591' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/7172745782394932591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/7172745782394932591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/11/baby-baby-baby-oh.html' title='Baby, Baby, Baby, OH!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EVF6vM46htw/TrINVYbE7qI/AAAAAAAABOg/X1gEzTC2y_A/s72-c/Octiber+31%252C2011+044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-8991471789978104404</id><published>2011-10-31T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T20:32:52.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9uFbfEbC7ZA/Tq9jXzSrqRI/AAAAAAAABNI/Kgo-zp_wR3k/s1600/Octiber+31%252C2011+061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9uFbfEbC7ZA/Tq9jXzSrqRI/AAAAAAAABNI/Kgo-zp_wR3k/s640/Octiber+31%252C2011+061.JPG" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is about as good as a group picture comes these days...﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w7rHS4u5cmY/Tq9j5L9_BxI/AAAAAAAABNQ/BoHy1aPBKbA/s1600/Octiber+31%252C2011+052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w7rHS4u5cmY/Tq9j5L9_BxI/AAAAAAAABNQ/BoHy1aPBKbA/s320/Octiber+31%252C2011+052.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had Dorothy in our midst,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A3QThSqH-EM/Tq9kBuZsnSI/AAAAAAAABNY/aSDBTawaqHg/s1600/Octiber+31%252C2011+051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A3QThSqH-EM/Tq9kBuZsnSI/AAAAAAAABNY/aSDBTawaqHg/s320/Octiber+31%252C2011+051.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and Captain Calvin with his Parrot, "Cracker",﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G50-06kGZko/Tq9kP9bHcrI/AAAAAAAABNg/4UjMDxJ6Jac/s1600/Octiber+31%252C2011+070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G50-06kGZko/Tq9kP9bHcrI/AAAAAAAABNg/4UjMDxJ6Jac/s320/Octiber+31%252C2011+070.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and Sheriff Jack rounded them off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They had a grand ol' time I'd say.&amp;nbsp; Captain Calvin was done after about 10 minutes and had much more fun passing out candy with me,&amp;nbsp;Dorothy soaked up every second of the night, and Sheriff Jack attempted escape from his wagon most of the night, and succeeded in candy thieving the rest.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good times had by all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pp7GAKh3qZc/Tq9kYLS_MZI/AAAAAAAABNo/Tq2B6P3Ojmo/s1600/Octiber+31%252C2011+063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pp7GAKh3qZc/Tq9kYLS_MZI/AAAAAAAABNo/Tq2B6P3Ojmo/s200/Octiber+31%252C2011+063.JPG" width="150px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EIZ7NW7qHj8/Tq9kmKuOejI/AAAAAAAABNw/CrHPEugbNhs/s1600/Octiber+31%252C2011+067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;The night before we headed over to Grandma and Grandpa Bluth's for some "pre trick-or-treating".&lt;br /&gt;They loved getting their little Halloween buckets!!&amp;nbsp; And I am all for getting all the use we can out of costumes:)&amp;nbsp; Thanks for the fun night Grandma and Grandpa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-17J9pRIpbFs/Tq9nHrUvlyI/AAAAAAAABOA/CrAVqCVFhFw/s1600/Octiber+31%252C2011+047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-17J9pRIpbFs/Tq9nHrUvlyI/AAAAAAAABOA/CrAVqCVFhFw/s400/Octiber+31%252C2011+047.JPG" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e8Z-9EpjI8w/Tq9ndQWViLI/AAAAAAAABOQ/HJA1j7LHuNY/s1600/Octiber+31%252C2011+049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e8Z-9EpjI8w/Tq9ndQWViLI/AAAAAAAABOQ/HJA1j7LHuNY/s320/Octiber+31%252C2011+049.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bfEUazF4pq4/Tq9nTOE46dI/AAAAAAAABOI/VCEco8Gp5bg/s1600/Octiber+31%252C2011+048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bfEUazF4pq4/Tq9nTOE46dI/AAAAAAAABOI/VCEco8Gp5bg/s320/Octiber+31%252C2011+048.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-8991471789978104404?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/8991471789978104404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=8991471789978104404' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/8991471789978104404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/8991471789978104404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9uFbfEbC7ZA/Tq9jXzSrqRI/AAAAAAAABNI/Kgo-zp_wR3k/s72-c/Octiber+31%252C2011+061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-3316895639382844341</id><published>2011-10-27T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T21:51:25.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>On our last full day we went to yet another one of my favorite spots in Logan - The American West Heritage Center.&amp;nbsp; I love this place!&amp;nbsp; So pretty, so fun, and it just kind of makes me wish I lived in the olden days...&amp;nbsp; It was a perfect Fall activity!&amp;nbsp; It had everything!&amp;nbsp; Including:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;corn mazes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iJCZ948QWP4/TqovrWYKW1I/AAAAAAAABLw/H2RjOa9TvC4/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iJCZ948QWP4/TqovrWYKW1I/AAAAAAAABLw/H2RjOa9TvC4/s320/October+25%252C+2011+107.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wagon rides﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0uJE-CPUmLM/Tqov3TszS_I/AAAAAAAABL4/GXw2A7c7Ikc/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0uJE-CPUmLM/Tqov3TszS_I/AAAAAAAABL4/GXw2A7c7Ikc/s320/October+25%252C+2011+096.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a kids candy cannon race&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sqEZep6TYRc/TqowEeFcygI/AAAAAAAABMA/SP9ZBqLcS34/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sqEZep6TYRc/TqowEeFcygI/AAAAAAAABMA/SP9ZBqLcS34/s320/October+25%252C+2011+098.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;giant slide﻿s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wQRLJfsTJm8/TqowOO3iS_I/AAAAAAAABMI/N6dHClrQ2mI/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wQRLJfsTJm8/TqowOO3iS_I/AAAAAAAABMI/N6dHClrQ2mI/s320/October+25%252C+2011+099.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-27woJxzMWWA/TqowbDh9e7I/AAAAAAAABMQ/f-_gBMzZKX8/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-27woJxzMWWA/TqowbDh9e7I/AAAAAAAABMQ/f-_gBMzZKX8/s320/October+25%252C+2011+100.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and not so giant slide﻿s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UAjev0MiyYI/TqowhQMurPI/AAAAAAAABMY/EBa26Augj_Q/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UAjev0MiyYI/TqowhQMurPI/AAAAAAAABMY/EBa26Augj_Q/s320/October+25%252C+2011+103.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gourd launching﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uddV3eQoeQI/TqowtCiz2yI/AAAAAAAABMg/An2yH4WiXHw/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uddV3eQoeQI/TqowtCiz2yI/AAAAAAAABMg/An2yH4WiXHw/s320/October+25%252C+2011+108.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pony rides﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eToKAzzL4_k/Tqow5D5TWVI/AAAAAAAABMo/qrVxKM9F6kk/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eToKAzzL4_k/Tqow5D5TWVI/AAAAAAAABMo/qrVxKM9F6kk/s320/October+25%252C+2011+109.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;animal petting﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hwM4_T7Xln0/TqoxIGvviZI/AAAAAAAABMw/QH9kKFg3Y98/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hwM4_T7Xln0/TqoxIGvviZI/AAAAAAAABMw/QH9kKFg3Y98/s320/October+25%252C+2011+110.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RUUrc1funro/TqoxT3A7pyI/AAAAAAAABM4/TyKaTHHakxQ/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+111.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RUUrc1funro/TqoxT3A7pyI/AAAAAAAABM4/TyKaTHHakxQ/s320/October+25%252C+2011+111.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and just cool historic&amp;nbsp;stuff everywhere!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CKrOH9kZal4/TqoxgsvppEI/AAAAAAAABNA/bdXHSoVEZv4/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+113.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CKrOH9kZal4/TqoxgsvppEI/AAAAAAAABNA/bdXHSoVEZv4/s320/October+25%252C+2011+113.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was the perfect ending to a great week!&amp;nbsp; Thanks again Forbis Family for hosting our crazy troop all week!&amp;nbsp; We owe our great times to you!&amp;nbsp; xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-3316895639382844341?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/3316895639382844341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=3316895639382844341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3316895639382844341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3316895639382844341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/10/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iJCZ948QWP4/TqovrWYKW1I/AAAAAAAABLw/H2RjOa9TvC4/s72-c/October+25%252C+2011+107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-6713418316887315213</id><published>2011-10-27T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T21:26:20.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aVN__EF2_Eo/TqoqyinBoOI/AAAAAAAABKw/DaEODM6zVAo/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aVN__EF2_Eo/TqoqyinBoOI/AAAAAAAABKw/DaEODM6zVAo/s640/October+25%252C+2011+086.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We took the kids to the Logan pumpkin walk where they just randomly happened to have a plethora of cut out picture opts.&amp;nbsp; And who am I to turn down a perfectly good chance to do that?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Calvin's face in the above Woody pic is just way too spot on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jack was the main victim of this as he has no real say of his level of embarrassment yet...﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--0K0eTymDb0/Tqoq6TLzK0I/AAAAAAAABK4/J1GNbUrml-M/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--0K0eTymDb0/Tqoq6TLzK0I/AAAAAAAABK4/J1GNbUrml-M/s320/October+25%252C+2011+078.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am 90% sure that he thought the glasses were some sort of food...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j8inbaKBEfU/TqorD5M_duI/AAAAAAAABLA/HkrcUL4iypY/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+081.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j8inbaKBEfU/TqorD5M_duI/AAAAAAAABLA/HkrcUL4iypY/s320/October+25%252C+2011+081.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We of course did not miss out on our chance.&amp;nbsp; However, I am a little disappointed in Pete that his back was showing because I am doing the most amazing back hand/feet push up in order to be in perfect lineup with my spot.&amp;nbsp; It makes me think he might not have cared as much as I...﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vYyz8F5x0V0/TqorVPQnsyI/AAAAAAAABLI/75sxXNdFlHU/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vYyz8F5x0V0/TqorVPQnsyI/AAAAAAAABLI/75sxXNdFlHU/s320/October+25%252C+2011+084.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways, back to the pumpkins, it was ADORABLE!&amp;nbsp; They had tons of little scenes made up of pumpkins all over this park that you got to check out.&amp;nbsp; Some better than others... but overall it was so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paige and her "Utah Best Friend" Tacey in front of Tangled.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BdE8FdGIHRw/TqorkwD4a3I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hM-t039ItJ4/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BdE8FdGIHRw/TqorkwD4a3I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hM-t039ItJ4/s320/October+25%252C+2011+089.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yJlQrppv3hg/Tqorv7f3LTI/AAAAAAAABLY/L11lPtZaK7E/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+092.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yJlQrppv3hg/Tqorv7f3LTI/AAAAAAAABLY/L11lPtZaK7E/s320/October+25%252C+2011+092.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this was one of my faves!&amp;nbsp; The snowman scenes from the all time classic Calvin and Hobbes was hilarious.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ua4Z7q6Gp9M/Tqor62skV0I/AAAAAAAABLg/VIYsxrWYrRk/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ua4Z7q6Gp9M/Tqor62skV0I/AAAAAAAABLg/VIYsxrWYrRk/s320/October+25%252C+2011+093.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that night we made SPIDERS FOR DINNER!!&amp;nbsp; Oooooooooo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some may have looked more like crabs than spiders but that's beside the point...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was such a cute&amp;nbsp;meal -&amp;nbsp;great idea&amp;nbsp;Grandma!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-94P-NNnefxM/TqosEpwpfgI/AAAAAAAABLo/zVJVsaNOOpg/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-94P-NNnefxM/TqosEpwpfgI/AAAAAAAABLo/zVJVsaNOOpg/s320/October+25%252C+2011+094.JPG" width="320px" /&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/2404860452280119194-6713418316887315213?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/6713418316887315213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=6713418316887315213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/6713418316887315213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/6713418316887315213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/10/friday_27.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aVN__EF2_Eo/TqoqyinBoOI/AAAAAAAABKw/DaEODM6zVAo/s72-c/October+25%252C+2011+086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-4814053905986473174</id><published>2011-10-27T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T21:07:06.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday</title><content type='html'>We took the day to head down to Salt Lake City to meet up my little sis Meagan and her hubby Max and it was SO MUCH FUN!!&amp;nbsp; I always miss my sisters when they move away... sigh...&amp;nbsp; But it makes days like this all the more fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the morning at the Hogle Zoo - BEST ZOO EVER!&amp;nbsp; For reals.&amp;nbsp; It was super nice, super cute, super clean (an Amy must) and the perfect size.&amp;nbsp; Had great lots of animals that you could see up close but wasn't so big that you were left wondering if it would ever be over.&amp;nbsp; Can't say enough good things about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The happy train riding couple.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CGzW6ynMMHQ/TqoladlSO9I/AAAAAAAABJg/N-x3oCHtwPU/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CGzW6ynMMHQ/TqoladlSO9I/AAAAAAAABJg/N-x3oCHtwPU/s320/October+25%252C+2011+065.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A terrible picture of the kids on the carousel.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AsxRemo3ohA/TqolppPLvcI/AAAAAAAABJo/AT1ms-PbBJQ/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AsxRemo3ohA/TqolppPLvcI/AAAAAAAABJo/AT1ms-PbBJQ/s320/October+25%252C+2011+061.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jack LOVED the zoo!&amp;nbsp; He was enamored by anything moving - people not included.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A304a6QjktE/Tqol9zgKsmI/AAAAAAAABJw/2D4ghV7Lqp4/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A304a6QjktE/Tqol9zgKsmI/AAAAAAAABJw/2D4ghV7Lqp4/s320/October+25%252C+2011+060.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Calvin showing us some wild animal tendencies.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or just little boy tendencies - one in the same, right?﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YgPRMFfU5o0/TqomL1MC_jI/AAAAAAAABJ4/iMfzI3o4rW8/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YgPRMFfU5o0/TqomL1MC_jI/AAAAAAAABJ4/iMfzI3o4rW8/s320/October+25%252C+2011+064.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The zoo was right across the street from the "This Is The Place" monument so we took a few moments to check it out.&amp;nbsp; It was pretty cool!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1b-xjF0cotA/TqomR0YLiAI/AAAAAAAABKA/KFSKDNQFHIY/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1b-xjF0cotA/TqomR0YLiAI/AAAAAAAABKA/KFSKDNQFHIY/s320/October+25%252C+2011+069.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mimi was by far the most excited to be there...﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WBbbrlrKMp4/Tqome6s5_HI/AAAAAAAABKI/JX3Ke9N9PAY/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WBbbrlrKMp4/Tqome6s5_HI/AAAAAAAABKI/JX3Ke9N9PAY/s320/October+25%252C+2011+068.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;NOT SHOWN BUT VERY IMPORTANT:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to the very traditional all time favorite SLC CROWN BURGER!&amp;nbsp; It's been a must stop for our family since before I can remember and it sill always be until I die.&amp;nbsp; I love you Crown Burger and your giant milkshakes, crispy fries and rings, and of course, your burger that wears the crown.&amp;nbsp; Forgive me for forgetting to take a picture of you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And after a long day on the road the kiddos got to take a luxurious bubble bath in Grandma Forbis's bubble-tub-o-rama.&amp;nbsp; Awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WY08qGWyf9k/Tqom2mR1NPI/AAAAAAAABKY/EJR1cNSKwM0/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WY08qGWyf9k/Tqom2mR1NPI/AAAAAAAABKY/EJR1cNSKwM0/s320/October+25%252C+2011+073.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6jIT6lP9j9g/Tqom9OKzcEI/AAAAAAAABKg/HxLfdqGqNKA/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6jIT6lP9j9g/Tqom9OKzcEI/AAAAAAAABKg/HxLfdqGqNKA/s320/October+25%252C+2011+076.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This face cracks me up!&amp;nbsp; That silly Paiger.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HIYCVeO2CMY/TqonEwo_H6I/AAAAAAAABKo/qPw2YlBCC8s/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HIYCVeO2CMY/TqonEwo_H6I/AAAAAAAABKo/qPw2YlBCC8s/s320/October+25%252C+2011+077.JPG" width="240px" /&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/2404860452280119194-4814053905986473174?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/4814053905986473174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=4814053905986473174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/4814053905986473174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/4814053905986473174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/10/thursday_27.html' title='Thursday'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CGzW6ynMMHQ/TqoladlSO9I/AAAAAAAABJg/N-x3oCHtwPU/s72-c/October+25%252C+2011+065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-7081703507209563326</id><published>2011-10-27T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T20:42:58.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pete's little brother Cameron and his family bought a great new house so we took the day to help them out moving.&amp;nbsp; So exciting for them!&amp;nbsp; Little Sophie is such a doll and Paige just loves having another girl to play with!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AO2LLXazLqU/TqojLIrBlpI/AAAAAAAABJA/sIkJO8aQWlY/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AO2LLXazLqU/TqojLIrBlpI/AAAAAAAABJA/sIkJO8aQWlY/s320/October+25%252C+2011+059.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A highlight for the kids was finding Mr. Super Fuzzy Caterpillar.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RHdXjOZJLTY/TqojRBwZ6PI/AAAAAAAABJI/deMoIWhVMg8/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RHdXjOZJLTY/TqojRBwZ6PI/AAAAAAAABJI/deMoIWhVMg8/s320/October+25%252C+2011+057.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, my kids are in matching Halloween clothes, it is the only time of year they can wear them&amp;nbsp;so give me some slack.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CEj0Pg6QQpA/TqojXUz4jmI/AAAAAAAABJQ/0u7lCef_Arg/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CEj0Pg6QQpA/TqojXUz4jmI/AAAAAAAABJQ/0u7lCef_Arg/s320/October+25%252C+2011+058.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And my highlight was when this little man finally passed out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boy, I tell yah, trips with little ones are a DOOZY!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dnu0vCFhIA8/TqojegOSlRI/AAAAAAAABJY/Ss4qoltnYSE/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dnu0vCFhIA8/TqojegOSlRI/AAAAAAAABJY/Ss4qoltnYSE/s320/October+25%252C+2011+056.JPG" width="240px" /&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/2404860452280119194-7081703507209563326?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/7081703507209563326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=7081703507209563326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/7081703507209563326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/7081703507209563326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/10/wednesday.html' title='Wednesday'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AO2LLXazLqU/TqojLIrBlpI/AAAAAAAABJA/sIkJO8aQWlY/s72-c/October+25%252C+2011+059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-2976171117443727198</id><published>2011-10-27T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T20:34:31.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now I know it's no back East, but Logan has to be one of the most beautiful spots to spend the fall.&amp;nbsp; So on Tuesday we took some time to explore through the canyon and it was fantastic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The crew: Uncle Dave, cuzzy Sophia, Paige, Cal, and Peter-Patrick (doing a fancy move of some sort, hehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x_PqJ6718TM/TqofbzhPovI/AAAAAAAABH4/9abxZe2DA94/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x_PqJ6718TM/TqofbzhPovI/AAAAAAAABH4/9abxZe2DA94/s320/October+25%252C+2011+050.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Did some rock-skipping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LxQVc2SezrI/TqofqFRB2DI/AAAAAAAABIA/MKvc_6j4DVE/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LxQVc2SezrI/TqofqFRB2DI/AAAAAAAABIA/MKvc_6j4DVE/s320/October+25%252C+2011+045.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JT-HlAwsL4w/Tqofy8JfYCI/AAAAAAAABII/MrLj80qreXI/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JT-HlAwsL4w/Tqofy8JfYCI/AAAAAAAABII/MrLj80qreXI/s320/October+25%252C+2011+048.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2yUz-nhZrnQ/Tqof9IsGHjI/AAAAAAAABIQ/KmMAot6n-Oo/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2yUz-nhZrnQ/Tqof9IsGHjI/AAAAAAAABIQ/KmMAot6n-Oo/s320/October+25%252C+2011+047.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't think Jack knew what to do in weather under 100*.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what real life is about little one!&amp;nbsp; Go, enjoy, live!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bo6O28Vjvwc/TqogCshvRII/AAAAAAAABIY/K6NiAEp90aE/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bo6O28Vjvwc/TqogCshvRII/AAAAAAAABIY/K6NiAEp90aE/s320/October+25%252C+2011+044.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did some leaf collecting through the woods.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ze9k1uDVTFs/TqogQ893o3I/AAAAAAAABIg/-k88SGKWZxk/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ze9k1uDVTFs/TqogQ893o3I/AAAAAAAABIg/-k88SGKWZxk/s320/October+25%252C+2011+049.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Discovered that WalMart strollers are not designed to be taken on nature paths... sorry buddy.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--NAANM0qz4o/TqogbOi4FbI/AAAAAAAABIo/8-x2bweuCZA/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--NAANM0qz4o/TqogbOi4FbI/AAAAAAAABIo/8-x2bweuCZA/s320/October+25%252C+2011+051.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And did some stick racing through the river.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-icUOdAeuugo/TqogqOAmnII/AAAAAAAABIw/SixKyYl8lF0/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-icUOdAeuugo/TqogqOAmnII/AAAAAAAABIw/SixKyYl8lF0/s320/October+25%252C+2011+053.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pretty sure Pete is the most excited about the race...﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WiwzpfhSpNY/Tqog6PkIwhI/AAAAAAAABI4/yWOKHXQupVs/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WiwzpfhSpNY/Tqog6PkIwhI/AAAAAAAABI4/yWOKHXQupVs/s320/October+25%252C+2011+054.JPG" width="320px" /&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/2404860452280119194-2976171117443727198?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/2976171117443727198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=2976171117443727198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/2976171117443727198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/2976171117443727198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/10/tuesday.html' title='Tuesday'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x_PqJ6718TM/TqofbzhPovI/AAAAAAAABH4/9abxZe2DA94/s72-c/October+25%252C+2011+050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-6806546578870806251</id><published>2011-10-27T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T20:17:11.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You should know something about the Forbis house... it is always unpridictable.&amp;nbsp; This time we walked in to a trampoline in the living room!!&amp;nbsp; Calvin's jaw dropped straight to the floor and he and Paige spent just about every waking moment in it!&amp;nbsp; Such a hilarious good time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N-xvri04WSg/TqobdPL2WHI/AAAAAAAABHI/ov43TaZoOUg/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N-xvri04WSg/TqobdPL2WHI/AAAAAAAABHI/ov43TaZoOUg/s320/October+25%252C+2011+009.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Logan is filled with amazing parks.&amp;nbsp; This is one of our faves when we go - Ryan's Park.&amp;nbsp; The kids went crazy for quite some time.&amp;nbsp; In fact, adults also went crazy for quite some time there as well...﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SIbq9m-t48c/TqobplIHEpI/AAAAAAAABHQ/E_Zn4CH_Ec0/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SIbq9m-t48c/TqobplIHEpI/AAAAAAAABHQ/E_Zn4CH_Ec0/s320/October+25%252C+2011+013.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jack had a wild ride in the baby swing!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This kid LOVES to do anything outside and somewhat crazy.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I mena, just LOOK at that face!!&amp;nbsp; He is a crazy person!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DGr8ILDLh0A/Tqob4KXjNrI/AAAAAAAABHY/BMo7w4k-zHE/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DGr8ILDLh0A/Tqob4KXjNrI/AAAAAAAABHY/BMo7w4k-zHE/s320/October+25%252C+2011+017.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought he would enjoy a ride on the tire swing yet&amp;nbsp;this face is no comparison to the baby swing face.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But heck , &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; had a grand ol' time!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8VkGVBsHyhk/TqocYdkH5dI/AAAAAAAABHg/eAcx7yQbFdw/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8VkGVBsHyhk/TqocYdkH5dI/AAAAAAAABHg/eAcx7yQbFdw/s320/October+25%252C+2011+019.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We also took a trip up the hill to the USU creamery for some delictable Aggie Ice Cream.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De-lish.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6sdCosGezsY/TqocgM1tkOI/AAAAAAAABHo/UvQWHfwWDY0/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6sdCosGezsY/TqocgM1tkOI/AAAAAAAABHo/UvQWHfwWDY0/s320/October+25%252C+2011+023.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that night Grandma Forbis was determined to show us "city folk" the REAL way of carving pumpkins, after being aghast at the way we do it down here.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now no offense Mama For, but I think we both know which way the kids prefer...;)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ciTGEIJuSXY/TqocqbRCIZI/AAAAAAAABHw/G36GU5S5q3k/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ciTGEIJuSXY/TqocqbRCIZI/AAAAAAAABHw/G36GU5S5q3k/s320/October+25%252C+2011+033.JPG" width="320px" /&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/2404860452280119194-6806546578870806251?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/6806546578870806251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=6806546578870806251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/6806546578870806251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/6806546578870806251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/10/monday.html' title='Monday'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N-xvri04WSg/TqobdPL2WHI/AAAAAAAABHI/ov43TaZoOUg/s72-c/October+25%252C+2011+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-2834505631001847287</id><published>2011-10-27T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T20:02:02.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UTAH TRIP: Sunday</title><content type='html'>Well I know there is so many of you saddened and confused on our 10 day absence, and that's because we were in Utah!&amp;nbsp; We got some killer flight deals into Idaho Falls and drove down to see Pete's family in Logan for the week.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and we had a BLAST!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the greatest parts about the whole thing is that Pete and I kept it a secret and didn't tell the kids until the morning we left!&amp;nbsp; It was so fun to see how excited they were and it was such a fun surprise!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Navigating our way through the airport.﻿ I kinda loved seeing them with their little matching backpacks, total mom thing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ka4vIoWYE3Q/TqoYPxhisQI/AAAAAAAABGg/_xYXH57Thbo/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ka4vIoWYE3Q/TqoYPxhisQI/AAAAAAAABGg/_xYXH57Thbo/s320/October+25%252C+2011+001.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The flight was ideal - these two glued to the DVD player and Jacky Boy fell asleep about 5 minutes in and didn't wake up until 5 minutes left.&amp;nbsp; A true gift from heaven!!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jM92DnQnM6g/TqoYcPyGtQI/AAAAAAAABGo/0lYfIsbiWdw/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jM92DnQnM6g/TqoYcPyGtQI/AAAAAAAABGo/0lYfIsbiWdw/s320/October+25%252C+2011+005.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our car trip from Idaho Falls to Logan was also not too shabby.&amp;nbsp; It was fun to remember/relive the MANY drives that Pete and I took on that route when we were dating/engaged/newlyweds up in Rexburg.&amp;nbsp; Awwwww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also, you may not judge our over usage of the DVD player.&amp;nbsp; They were quite and happy and it was worth every second.&amp;nbsp; But c'mon kids, not even a quick look up for a picture??&amp;nbsp; Just look at Paige giving us a courtesy smile but not willing to take her eyes off the show.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Worth it.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kw5UkmA25oY/TqoYkHhPtZI/AAAAAAAABGw/FM3K3fwXR3w/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kw5UkmA25oY/TqoYkHhPtZI/AAAAAAAABGw/FM3K3fwXR3w/s320/October+25%252C+2011+006.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the face of a man that has been trapped in the darn AZ heat for too long and has just felt the first relieving swoosh of fresh, cool, crisp Idaho Fall air.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GLORIOUS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BxTH-DuNw7s/TqoYqqQibcI/AAAAAAAABG4/qbDADyvOKvM/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BxTH-DuNw7s/TqoYqqQibcI/AAAAAAAABG4/qbDADyvOKvM/s320/October+25%252C+2011+007.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-2834505631001847287?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/2834505631001847287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=2834505631001847287' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/2834505631001847287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/2834505631001847287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/10/utah-trip-sunday.html' title='UTAH TRIP: Sunday'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ka4vIoWYE3Q/TqoYPxhisQI/AAAAAAAABGg/_xYXH57Thbo/s72-c/October+25%252C+2011+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-5888629163843664728</id><published>2011-10-25T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T20:54:32.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Guy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...had a Birthday yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xknsL5NDuvA/TqeCwwDU9kI/AAAAAAAABFE/v61LSUNtHQQ/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+116.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xknsL5NDuvA/TqeCwwDU9kI/AAAAAAAABFE/v61LSUNtHQQ/s320/October+25%252C+2011+116.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So we made a sign, got together, had a yummy dinner...﻿&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Ysd-OKeBwY/TqeC8pRYjiI/AAAAAAAABFM/YuWiRwdl8yQ/s1600/October+25%252C+2011+114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Ysd-OKeBwY/TqeC8pRYjiI/AAAAAAAABFM/YuWiRwdl8yQ/s320/October+25%252C+2011+114.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;and polished the evening off with the Peter-Patrick traditional favorite: Banana Cream Pie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday old man:)&amp;nbsp; We love your stinkin' guts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; 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PAIGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paige finally got up&amp;nbsp;enough&amp;nbsp;courage to ride her bike without training wheels!&amp;nbsp; And man was that a long time comin'.&amp;nbsp; We've tried many of times but she's *kind of* a drama queen and tends to scream her guts out and stamper off in refusal whenever she tries something scary.&amp;nbsp; But today, I made her man up, look her intimidating Barbie Goodwill bike square in the eyes, and let it know that she was going to conquer it.&amp;nbsp; (There may have been a few loud spoken forceful, umm... &lt;em&gt;encouraging&lt;/em&gt; words to go along with it, but hey, we got the job done!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I did not have the camera on me, so we'll have to picture it up another time.&amp;nbsp; But way to go Paige-arooni!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-5741997243158969563?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/5741997243158969563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=5741997243158969563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/5741997243158969563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/5741997243158969563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/10/paige-battle-bicycle.html' title='Paige:  Battle Bicycle'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-2305654106059711260</id><published>2011-10-11T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T20:54:57.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Carving - Forbis Style</title><content type='html'>Tonight we finally got around to "carving" our pumpkins.&amp;nbsp; And if you ask me... BEST INVENTION EVER.&amp;nbsp; Thank you clearance Pottery Barn Kids circa 2007.&amp;nbsp; The whole process takes about 5 minutes and involves absolutely ZERO CLEANUP!&amp;nbsp; Hooray!!&amp;nbsp; And, they turn out pretty stinkin' cute: bonus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qdwDRbcn5rc/TpUOmmOuhJI/AAAAAAAABEc/oQatnp1p9aI/s1600/October+11%252C+2011+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qdwDRbcn5rc/TpUOmmOuhJI/AAAAAAAABEc/oQatnp1p9aI/s320/October+11%252C+2011+003.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYwuTmc66E0/TpUOyNh6T_I/AAAAAAAABEk/vaNlqXdB0NI/s1600/October+11%252C+2011+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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But today I just happened to be extra touchy about everything and each instance just about sent me into a crying fit.&amp;nbsp; Sheesh Amy, pull your act together!&amp;nbsp; So now I can just look back and laugh... through my tears... haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-1352573868248147010?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/1352573868248147010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=1352573868248147010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/1352573868248147010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/1352573868248147010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-one-of-them-daaaaaays.html' title='Just One of Them Daaaaaays'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-1996439381788362027</id><published>2011-10-09T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T21:36:14.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>Well today I was released as Primary President in our ward.&amp;nbsp; I've known it's been coming for a few weeks now and have been dreading it.&amp;nbsp; But&amp;nbsp;it came anyways, and it was an extremely bittersweet day.&amp;nbsp; I mainly just blubbered as I gave them all hugs and said goodbye to life as I've known it since we've moved into this house - the past 3 years.&amp;nbsp; I remember praying for the day it would be over, because there was no way I could take care of over 200 kids ON TOP of having my 2, which is now 3, and survive.&amp;nbsp; It has by far been one of the most challenging things I've ever been asked to do&amp;nbsp;but&amp;nbsp;it has been the most rewarding.&amp;nbsp; I am just so grateful to my Heavenly Father seeing past what I see in myself, and having faith in me that I can do hard things as long as I rely on Him.&amp;nbsp; There is no doubt that I am closer (yet, still far from)&amp;nbsp;to the person that my Father in Heaven knows I can become than I was 3 years ago, that's for sure.&amp;nbsp; So thank you sweet children for your&amp;nbsp;kind smiles, warm hugs, and sweet spirits that you have shared with me!&amp;nbsp; I love you and will always remember our special time together!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, me and the kiddos spent some time out back enjoying the cool evening.&amp;nbsp; Again... GLORIOUS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did some watermelon checking (our only plant that survived the summer).﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L06gRF4x2_Y/TpJzyTDSVRI/AAAAAAAABEA/tEii913pHf4/s1600/October+9%252C+2011+020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L06gRF4x2_Y/TpJzyTDSVRI/AAAAAAAABEA/tEii913pHf4/s320/October+9%252C+2011+020.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some new plant checking.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p0KMshsxuDk/TpJ0SwfSlZI/AAAAAAAABEE/BuxOO5ySoV0/s1600/October+9%252C+2011+022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p0KMshsxuDk/TpJ0SwfSlZI/AAAAAAAABEE/BuxOO5ySoV0/s320/October+9%252C+2011+022.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some playground conquering.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wPTUIpOqd8Q/TpJ0e4OsMTI/AAAAAAAABEI/26-XtrK6dy8/s1600/October+9%252C+2011+026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wPTUIpOqd8Q/TpJ0e4OsMTI/AAAAAAAABEI/26-XtrK6dy8/s320/October+9%252C+2011+026.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some wagon rides.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i2y5Jds_8Os/TpJ0o-oVMdI/AAAAAAAABEM/3hIwTxYsOFI/s1600/October+9%252C+2011+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i2y5Jds_8Os/TpJ0o-oVMdI/AAAAAAAABEM/3hIwTxYsOFI/s320/October+9%252C+2011+024.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some pumpkin-holding-strawberry-checking as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a fine art.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bJ4TOa5TftU/TpJ03ksdVSI/AAAAAAAABEQ/JZq3aCWipPY/s1600/October+9%252C+2011+036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bJ4TOa5TftU/TpJ03ksdVSI/AAAAAAAABEQ/JZq3aCWipPY/s320/October+9%252C+2011+036.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And if you're wondering why the grass looks so terrible it's cause we just scalped it to get ready for winter grass.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully this year it's successful cause I am sick of being trapped inside!!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-1996439381788362027?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/1996439381788362027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=1996439381788362027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/1996439381788362027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/1996439381788362027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/10/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L06gRF4x2_Y/TpJzyTDSVRI/AAAAAAAABEA/tEii913pHf4/s72-c/October+9%252C+2011+020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-4847461188935162503</id><published>2011-10-09T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T21:09:50.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>As I said before, the weather last week was incredible.&amp;nbsp; It's like the beginning of spring in normal parts of the world... people start coming out of their homes, swings are no longer left stagnant, there's an extra hop in everyone's step... we survived the summer!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Chel and I decided to take the kiddos on a park exodus.&amp;nbsp; As in pack lunches, snacks, toys, bikes, anything and everything cause we were staying at the park until it hurt.&amp;nbsp; And we did stay, and it did end up hurting, as it always does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's right, he's covered with a food/dirt mixture and is dressed in half jammies, half sweats.&amp;nbsp; We always get dressed up to go out.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TFWeojvXgig/TpJtiV7q_iI/AAAAAAAABDw/25MO3t4bNvM/s1600/October+9%252C+2011+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TFWeojvXgig/TpJtiV7q_iI/AAAAAAAABDw/25MO3t4bNvM/s320/October+9%252C+2011+013.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gussy and Cal Pal train watching on the bench.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That is the&amp;nbsp;the two tightest clenched bum cheeks that I have ever seen.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-knmgFXCrVgU/TpJtshpQLYI/AAAAAAAABD0/jqyx6FLc4YM/s1600/October+9%252C+2011+016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-knmgFXCrVgU/TpJtshpQLYI/AAAAAAAABD0/jqyx6FLc4YM/s320/October+9%252C+2011+016.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miss Paige off on her own finding something to climb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G8iMbIqboRE/TpJt0DAEL6I/AAAAAAAABD4/doihzwV09N0/s1600/October+9%252C+2011+019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G8iMbIqboRE/TpJt0DAEL6I/AAAAAAAABD4/doihzwV09N0/s320/October+9%252C+2011+019.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Cal showing off one of the lovely bribes *ahem* &lt;em&gt;treats&lt;/em&gt; to help us prolong the park exodus.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't worry, it's totally gluten free, all natural, no dye, made with stevia instead of real sugar, and organic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NOT.&amp;nbsp; It's a Halloween oreo people.&amp;nbsp; Let the children live a little!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gejQMbNYOJM/TpJt7PXA2sI/AAAAAAAABD8/eoR4eoll7bE/s320/October+9%252C+2011+018.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-4847461188935162503?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/4847461188935162503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=4847461188935162503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/4847461188935162503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/4847461188935162503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/10/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TFWeojvXgig/TpJtiV7q_iI/AAAAAAAABDw/25MO3t4bNvM/s72-c/October+9%252C+2011+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-6602788998486025731</id><published>2011-10-09T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T20:54:33.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday</title><content type='html'>I love cragslist.&amp;nbsp; No really, I &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; CRAIGSLIST!&amp;nbsp; I could go on and on about the many steals that I've gotten from there, but that is a whole notha' story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our latest find was Calvin's first bike!!&amp;nbsp; It is so cute and in such great shape and was&amp;nbsp;only 15 bucks&amp;nbsp;suckas!&amp;nbsp; Woowoo!&amp;nbsp; He and I drove out the night before to pick it up (which is the ride he told me about all of his rainbow horses that fly, but that, again, is a whole other story) and it was so fun to see how excited he was when he first saw it.&amp;nbsp; So the next morning we got it out and let him take hist first spin on it - such a big boy!&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/-bgxRWLbYGeE/TpJrMlfFUCI/AAAAAAAABDk/2nSRdWhvz5M/s1600/October+9%252C+2011+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bgxRWLbYGeE/TpJrMlfFUCI/AAAAAAAABDk/2nSRdWhvz5M/s400/October+9%252C+2011+009.JPG" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i1VTss7AGm8/TpJrVk4MyPI/AAAAAAAABDo/GF6BYH2ajHU/s1600/October+9%252C+2011+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i1VTss7AGm8/TpJrVk4MyPI/AAAAAAAABDo/GF6BYH2ajHU/s320/October+9%252C+2011+010.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kx20YNRAGjo/TpJrgIJDRGI/AAAAAAAABDs/USYVFdlznnM/s1600/October+9%252C+2011+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kx20YNRAGjo/TpJrgIJDRGI/AAAAAAAABDs/USYVFdlznnM/s320/October+9%252C+2011+012.JPG" width="240px" /&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/2404860452280119194-6602788998486025731?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/6602788998486025731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=6602788998486025731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/6602788998486025731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/6602788998486025731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/10/thursday.html' title='Thursday'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bgxRWLbYGeE/TpJrMlfFUCI/AAAAAAAABDk/2nSRdWhvz5M/s72-c/October+9%252C+2011+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-3006951675200026903</id><published>2011-10-09T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T21:40:51.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Week - Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Well I took a week off after having almost met my goal of posting every day at the end of September.&amp;nbsp; And after taking so much time off I kinda missed posting so much.&amp;nbsp; It turns out that we actually do many things every day (even though when Pete asks what we did while he was at work I always draw a big fat blank, making me feel awesome).&amp;nbsp; So I shall strive to have more frequent posts in order to prove that we do things around here!&amp;nbsp; But I've got some major week long catching up to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday night Paigey had a birthday party in the downtown Gilbert area so me and the boys decided to go to one of our many favorite spots - Liberty Market.&amp;nbsp; For reals, one of my favorite spots, hands down.&amp;nbsp; Picnic salad - delicious as always.&amp;nbsp; Right outside is the original Gilbert&amp;nbsp;water tower which they have now added a cute little splash/water feature.&amp;nbsp; So we spent some time out there after dinner to enjoy the MOST AMAZING WEATHER EVER!&amp;nbsp; Seriously, best week of AZ weather history.&amp;nbsp; GLORIOUS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jack had no problem immersing himself into the water every single second.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dtMcjS9-uRk/TpJkqNFWW2I/AAAAAAAABDU/5xRI1et3a_4/s1600/October+9%252C+2011+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dtMcjS9-uRk/TpJkqNFWW2I/AAAAAAAABDU/5xRI1et3a_4/s320/October+9%252C+2011+002.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GlEq8DLj8fA/TpJk0YeycaI/AAAAAAAABDY/j2KSPGSd8zI/s1600/October+9%252C+2011+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GlEq8DLj8fA/TpJk0YeycaI/AAAAAAAABDY/j2KSPGSd8zI/s320/October+9%252C+2011+007.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Calvin, who doesn't really even like Jack (you know, in a brotherly way) was super concerned that he was going to climb up the water tower for some reason.&amp;nbsp; He just kept following him around and yelling at us to "Get baby Jack so he won't climb up the tower!"&amp;nbsp; A strange fear, but it was somewhat touching and reliving to see that he really does care about the little feller.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i_QzlnBQqPw/TpJk-Vlex3I/AAAAAAAABDc/kb_u1ceDFtQ/s1600/October+9%252C+2011+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i_QzlnBQqPw/TpJk-Vlex3I/AAAAAAAABDc/kb_u1ceDFtQ/s320/October+9%252C+2011+005.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Calvin giving Pete a stern lecture on the proper care of preventing babies from climbing up water towers.﻿..&amp;nbsp; A very important and necessary discourse for all parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0Qux4xvT7U/TpJlFj27WwI/AAAAAAAABDg/CB3fltTE6is/s1600/October+9%252C+2011+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0Qux4xvT7U/TpJlFj27WwI/AAAAAAAABDg/CB3fltTE6is/s320/October+9%252C+2011+006.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Great date my boys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-3006951675200026903?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/3006951675200026903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=3006951675200026903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3006951675200026903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3006951675200026903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/10/last-week-tuesday.html' title='Last Week - Tuesday'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dtMcjS9-uRk/TpJkqNFWW2I/AAAAAAAABDU/5xRI1et3a_4/s72-c/October+9%252C+2011+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-3226255561286235636</id><published>2011-10-03T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T23:22:28.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Recap</title><content type='html'>General Conference was fantastic, as usual.&amp;nbsp; Well,&amp;nbsp;other than&amp;nbsp;the computer speakers not working so we had to&amp;nbsp;huddle like birds around to hear and&amp;nbsp;the kids screaming and tantruming in tune with the choirs... you know, other than &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;it was perfect.&amp;nbsp; It just never ceases to amaze me that we have a real living prophet of God here on earth and&amp;nbsp;that the words he speaks are always so encouraging, uplifting, and most of all TRUE!&amp;nbsp; What a blessing to have such a constant beacon of light and hope in a world filled with so many mixed messages.&amp;nbsp; I am GRATEFUL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, this past weekend my sister-in-law, Nicole (who was married to my oldest brother who unexpectedly passed away over 3 years ago) got remarried to a&amp;nbsp;wonderful guy, Treavor (who also lost his wife).&amp;nbsp; It was a sweet,&amp;nbsp;beautiful and fun day and I am SO happy for them for so many reasons!&amp;nbsp; But I've never had a moment like I had&amp;nbsp;that day with so many mixed emotions... I was SO HAPPY for Treavor and Nicole to get married, but I couldn't help but be sick with sadness that my brother really had died and wasn't physically there with us anymore.&amp;nbsp; But there was no question that Justin was there in spirit.&amp;nbsp; I know he is so happy for them and definitely had a hand in putting them together.&amp;nbsp; Those 4 little boys are so special to me and our family, and I can't even begin to express my happiness for them that they get to have a daddy again here on earth to do so many things with them that they have had to go without for the past few years.&amp;nbsp; So congrats to you, Treavor and Nicole and your two beautiful eternal families!&amp;nbsp; We love you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-3226255561286235636?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/3226255561286235636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=3226255561286235636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3226255561286235636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3226255561286235636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/10/weekend-recap.html' title='Weekend Recap'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-1147752301863676703</id><published>2011-09-30T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T22:20:12.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>obituary</title><content type='html'>Of&amp;nbsp;our dearest friend: Gecko Grill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gecko Grill is the ultimate Gilbert, Arizona landmark, staple, must have, must eat, everyone knows about place.&amp;nbsp; It's mexican food is unlike any other and can never EVER be replaced.&amp;nbsp; It has served the town of Gilbert for so many years, and has somehow&amp;nbsp;had a terrible leasing misunderstanding that has caused us to say&amp;nbsp;so-long for now. &amp;nbsp;But hopefully one day it shall return such as glorious as a phoenix, rising from the ashes and returning the joy and hope and satisfaction to all local&amp;nbsp;bellies once again.&amp;nbsp; We love you Gecko Grill.&amp;nbsp; We will all be waiting faithfully.&amp;nbsp; But until then, farewell dear friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-64xcKrz6fMk/ToahsIsi46I/AAAAAAAABDE/kpXSH1VFHpU/s1600/September+30.+2011+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-64xcKrz6fMk/ToahsIsi46I/AAAAAAAABDE/kpXSH1VFHpU/s320/September+30.+2011+003.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BSuKCzkCoU8/Toah5qLvA5I/AAAAAAAABDI/L76uRkqcywQ/s1600/September+30.+2011+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BSuKCzkCoU8/Toah5qLvA5I/AAAAAAAABDI/L76uRkqcywQ/s320/September+30.+2011+004.JPG" width="286px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OvkWpsq9f0Y/Toah_8zAqmI/AAAAAAAABDM/voSlhCnYXYs/s1600/September+30.+2011+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OvkWpsq9f0Y/Toah_8zAqmI/AAAAAAAABDM/voSlhCnYXYs/s320/September+30.+2011+002.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RZC91LKrO1w/ToaiHyIaIqI/AAAAAAAABDQ/HMUIZY9lR6c/s1600/September+30.+2011+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RZC91LKrO1w/ToaiHyIaIqI/AAAAAAAABDQ/HMUIZY9lR6c/s320/September+30.+2011+001.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes, we did fight the crowds to enjoy the Gecko one last time today.&amp;nbsp; And it was worth it.&amp;nbsp; Goodbye bean dip, goodbye crabby burro, goodbye shrimp-mango quesadilla, goodbye *sniff sniff* southwest shrimp burro smothered in red sauce.... Our love will always live on...&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;goodye&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-1147752301863676703?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/1147752301863676703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=1147752301863676703' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/1147752301863676703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/1147752301863676703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/09/obituary.html' title='obituary'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-64xcKrz6fMk/ToahsIsi46I/AAAAAAAABDE/kpXSH1VFHpU/s72-c/September+30.+2011+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-6119084383740913770</id><published>2011-09-29T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T20:34:39.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Survival</title><content type='html'>Oh shoot, I've missed two nights in a row!&amp;nbsp; Not to make excuses, but I was expecting this week to be so nice, relieving, and easy breezy... but it has turned out to be the most emotionally and physically exhausting week ever!&amp;nbsp; Details to be discussed at a later time, but needless to say, my head has been other places than blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I did want to give you a little glimpse into our bedtime routine.&amp;nbsp; It's magical.&amp;nbsp; And by magical I mean the most torturous 30 minutes of the day.&amp;nbsp; Granted, every now and then we have a great night, but they mostly go as follows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jack takes a happy fast bath but for the other two, bathtime is a wrestling match&amp;nbsp;of screaming and splashing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Naked buns in fishy towels run&amp;nbsp;to Paige's room for jammies, scriptures and prayers.&amp;nbsp; Calvin then starts his "I hate the world" bit.&amp;nbsp; It usually consists&amp;nbsp;of tongue&amp;nbsp;spitting,&amp;nbsp;article throwing, and on this special night it even graced us with a big ol' whomp in the face for Paige.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tp_E_x2P91E/ToUxfI-YSeI/AAAAAAAABCw/coTeGG4Yn8E/s1600/September+29%252C+2011+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tp_E_x2P91E/ToUxfI-YSeI/AAAAAAAABCw/coTeGG4Yn8E/s320/September+29%252C+2011+002.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tears are shed, and screams of agony/heart-ache are heard.&amp;nbsp; We each take man-on-man defense to try to diffuse the situation (and sometimes snag a picture while stifling a laugh)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm-D8T64gC0/ToUxmAIL4AI/AAAAAAAABC0/9x2YSkFcEfY/s1600/September+29%252C+2011+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm-D8T64gC0/ToUxmAIL4AI/AAAAAAAABC0/9x2YSkFcEfY/s320/September+29%252C+2011+006.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Calvin is told repeatedly to apologize.&amp;nbsp; He doesn't.&amp;nbsp;This is the&amp;nbsp;face&amp;nbsp;that he likes to put on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;big bully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1xExuB9TGkY/ToUxxO7kqDI/AAAAAAAABC4/cB_m-xp49ws/s1600/September+29%252C+2011+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1xExuB9TGkY/ToUxxO7kqDI/AAAAAAAABC4/cB_m-xp49ws/s320/September+29%252C+2011+005.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So we&amp;nbsp;muscle through scriptures and prayers - practice makes perfect, right???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And in the midst of everything, Jack likes to play cowboy/mountain goat&amp;nbsp;atop the dollhouse﻿.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Humor really is the best medicine -&amp;nbsp;oh child of great wisdom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UyXTzT_oxRA/ToU2qBaZ3bI/AAAAAAAABDA/DwCy8ox1EDo/s1600/September+29%252C+2011+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UyXTzT_oxRA/ToU2qBaZ3bI/AAAAAAAABDA/DwCy8ox1EDo/s320/September+29%252C+2011+004.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Every night is&amp;nbsp;a definite&amp;nbsp;reminder that parenthood is the ultimate rollarcoaster.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Touch&lt;em&gt;e&lt;/em&gt; children... touch&lt;em&gt;e&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&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/2404860452280119194-6119084383740913770?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/6119084383740913770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=6119084383740913770' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/6119084383740913770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/6119084383740913770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/09/survival.html' title='Survival'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tp_E_x2P91E/ToUxfI-YSeI/AAAAAAAABCw/coTeGG4Yn8E/s72-c/September+29%252C+2011+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-1309375724738455312</id><published>2011-09-26T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T21:38:23.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Did It!</title><content type='html'>Sunday's Primary Program was a success!!&amp;nbsp; And now it is over and I am SO RELIEVED!&amp;nbsp; You'd think&amp;nbsp;I wouldn't be so stressed about it since it's #3 for me, but nope, I was still up the entire night before and shaking the whole morning of.&amp;nbsp; But our kiddos did wonderfully and I just love hearing their sweet testimonies through the songs they sing, the smiles on their faces, and the joy in their hearts!&amp;nbsp; It's easy to see why the Savior favors the little ones!&amp;nbsp; I absolutely adore every one of those 175 kiddos!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little Miss Paige has a disease of stage fright.&amp;nbsp; Each time an opportunity comes along we work with her, practice with her, give her multiple pep-talks and so on.&amp;nbsp; We thought this time she was for sure going to conquer it!&amp;nbsp; She had her part completely memorized and had no fear whatsoever in practice!&amp;nbsp; But when her moment came to go up, her hands went straight to cover&amp;nbsp;her mouth (her nervous habit), her face turned bright red, and tears started rolling down her cute little face.&amp;nbsp; I tried to mouth her a few encouraging words, but it was a no go.&amp;nbsp; Oh well!&amp;nbsp; But she sang her little heart out and actually sat on the stand - so that's a step in the right direction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And although it was Jack's real birthday, I have to say it was much less eventful from the day before.&amp;nbsp; But that's the beauty of one year olds!&amp;nbsp; We still managed to sneak his birthday hat on him&amp;nbsp;another time or two throughout the day:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today... I sat around in my sweats, recovering from it all.&amp;nbsp; ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-1309375724738455312?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/1309375724738455312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=1309375724738455312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/1309375724738455312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/1309375724738455312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/09/we-did-it.html' title='We Did It!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-3933252606713595259</id><published>2011-09-24T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T19:27:53.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Birthday Party Anyone?</title><content type='html'>Well to report on last night's&amp;nbsp;sleepover with Grandma Forbis at her hotel...&amp;nbsp; I went to bed around 11:30pm with only one child in our home and woke up at 5am to two children in our home.&amp;nbsp; Turns out Calvin decided at 1am that he wanted to come home.&amp;nbsp; Thanks to Super Pete for going to get him - I owe you one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today we had Jack's 1st&amp;nbsp;Birthday Party and it was a blast!!&amp;nbsp; Here we go in picture story format:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jack&amp;nbsp;wasted no time to claim his cupcake.&amp;nbsp; Not even a little common-courteousy for a photo.&amp;nbsp; Sheesh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hc7BmA5chFQ/Tn6n8ThNtjI/AAAAAAAABB8/qPM4y9OVzbQ/s1600/September+24%252C+2011+023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hc7BmA5chFQ/Tn6n8ThNtjI/AAAAAAAABB8/qPM4y9OVzbQ/s320/September+24%252C+2011+023.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fam Shot.&amp;nbsp; Jack couldn't stop starting at the balloons off to the side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IpVyu9RE-rc/Tn6oL6wSnSI/AAAAAAAABCA/4_maRjFgss4/s1600/September+24%252C+2011+018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IpVyu9RE-rc/Tn6oL6wSnSI/AAAAAAAABCA/4_maRjFgss4/s320/September+24%252C+2011+018.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Present opening was no problem for the big man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-McusESHPAa0/Tn6ozPLT1XI/AAAAAAAABCE/aCH9oSy4HY8/s1600/September+24%252C+2011+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="320px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-McusESHPAa0/Tn6ozPLT1XI/AAAAAAAABCE/aCH9oSy4HY8/s320/September+24%252C+2011+011.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Back off Dad.&amp;nbsp; This one is mine."﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9t3Y6puMHVw/Tn6o-zxdj8I/AAAAAAAABCI/ueCFCeXdRYA/s1600/September+24%252C+2011+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="320px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9t3Y6puMHVw/Tn6o-zxdj8I/AAAAAAAABCI/ueCFCeXdRYA/s320/September+24%252C+2011+014.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He wasn't too keen on the singing.&amp;nbsp; Mostly because I had multiple cakes inches away from his mouth that he couldn't have until the darn song was over and the fire was out. So we called Paige over for candle blowing out&amp;nbsp;reinforcements.&amp;nbsp; She didn't hesitate.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4GlWXTPoDRY/Tn6pNhYVUuI/AAAAAAAABCM/1DSb4zb1fog/s1600/September+24%252C+2011+025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="320px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4GlWXTPoDRY/Tn6pNhYVUuI/AAAAAAAABCM/1DSb4zb1fog/s320/September+24%252C+2011+025.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Finally, that's all I really wanted folks."&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No hesitation whatsoever.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-11WOnNt8ff4/Tn6pY9lAMvI/AAAAAAAABCQ/Ji1Qry00Kr8/s1600/September+24%252C+2011+031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="320px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-11WOnNt8ff4/Tn6pY9lAMvI/AAAAAAAABCQ/Ji1Qry00Kr8/s320/September+24%252C+2011+031.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Oh Mother dear﻿?!&amp;nbsp; Please fetch me another cupcake, would you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kRlkE0EFTC8/Tn6pjn6HO2I/AAAAAAAABCU/XRRnUVHzsNk/s1600/September+24%252C+2011+038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kRlkE0EFTC8/Tn6pjn6HO2I/AAAAAAAABCU/XRRnUVHzsNk/s320/September+24%252C+2011+038.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"What do you mean I've had enough???"﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-64vHfltDhD0/Tn6ptyUjntI/AAAAAAAABCY/5b0ohW5-J10/s1600/September+24%252C+2011+039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="320px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-64vHfltDhD0/Tn6ptyUjntI/AAAAAAAABCY/5b0ohW5-J10/s320/September+24%252C+2011+039.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and Elmo.&amp;nbsp; We know how to have a good time.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gx9eF_eTkQ8/Tn6p2_k7KbI/AAAAAAAABCc/e8HbZfcouTs/s1600/September+24%252C+2011+042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gx9eF_eTkQ8/Tn6p2_k7KbI/AAAAAAAABCc/e8HbZfcouTs/s320/September+24%252C+2011+042.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our attempt at a group sunglasses shot.&amp;nbsp; As much as a success as always.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--qrYy2JfF0E/Tn6qJJq5ePI/AAAAAAAABCg/OijHGgebt48/s1600/September+24%252C+2011+045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--qrYy2JfF0E/Tn6qJJq5ePI/AAAAAAAABCg/OijHGgebt48/s320/September+24%252C+2011+045.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Jack's post sugar feast hose down.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z541bMUo0uo/Tn6qRgkHLwI/AAAAAAAABCk/yveMq5-z_wk/s1600/September+24%252C+2011+049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z541bMUo0uo/Tn6qRgkHLwI/AAAAAAAABCk/yveMq5-z_wk/s320/September+24%252C+2011+049.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And he in his Birthday Suit.&amp;nbsp; It's only appropriate you know...﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WaUhejpweP0/Tn6qax_SBkI/AAAAAAAABCo/h-tbXk1CxfQ/s1600/September+24%252C+2011+051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WaUhejpweP0/Tn6qax_SBkI/AAAAAAAABCo/h-tbXk1CxfQ/s320/September+24%252C+2011+051.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then he spent the rest of the afternoon in his new found presents.&amp;nbsp; ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ooCZXPITVZs/Tn6qmeH5M_I/AAAAAAAABCs/rl-qrtR9zTc/s1600/September+24%252C+2011+054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="320px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ooCZXPITVZs/Tn6qmeH5M_I/AAAAAAAABCs/rl-qrtR9zTc/s320/September+24%252C+2011+054.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fun fun day for our big man!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-3933252606713595259?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/3933252606713595259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=3933252606713595259' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3933252606713595259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3933252606713595259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/09/pre-birthday-party-anyone.html' title='Pre-Birthday Party Anyone?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hc7BmA5chFQ/Tn6n8ThNtjI/AAAAAAAABB8/qPM4y9OVzbQ/s72-c/September+24%252C+2011+023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-1025813521682065736</id><published>2011-09-23T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T23:41:49.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grandma Forbis Report</title><content type='html'>Field trip with Paige to Bashas (the AZ grocery store)&amp;nbsp;at 8:30am this morning for some giant freezer, cake-making, hamburger-grinding, vegetable storing, pizza-creating touring around fun.&amp;nbsp; Bus had no A/C.&amp;nbsp; Not cool (figuratively and literally, ha!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done with school, off to Halloween store to let kiddos pick out costumes this year.&amp;nbsp; Man, do they know how to milk their grandma!&amp;nbsp; Hints on this years outfits: Polly and Toto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time.&amp;nbsp; Red Robin - The traditional choice of kids, at least these ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to house to gather supplies for day remainder at Grandma's Hotel: swimsuits, jammies, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick break to let Paige join Mom at their Primary Program practice.&amp;nbsp; Heard it was some crazy shtuff!&amp;nbsp; Hope Sunday goes well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick yummy Italian takeout for dinner and then swept kids back to the hotel for the night!&amp;nbsp; Give that poor worn looking&amp;nbsp;Mommy and Daddy a break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll have to wait for a report on the night...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-1025813521682065736?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/1025813521682065736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=1025813521682065736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/1025813521682065736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/1025813521682065736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/09/grandma-forbis-report.html' title='The Grandma Forbis Report'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-3935924679521733529</id><published>2011-09-22T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T23:35:49.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>Paigey had her first Parent-Teacher-Student conference today and it was so fun!&amp;nbsp; It felt so weird being the &lt;em&gt;parent&lt;/em&gt;. I was all sorts of nervous and felt like I had to keep fixing my hair and make sure I was speaking properly and all sorts of things.&amp;nbsp; I was a wreck.&amp;nbsp; However, her teacher is darling and had all good things to say about Paige!&amp;nbsp; Hooray!&amp;nbsp; Well done Paigey-Pie!&amp;nbsp; We shall continue our school path!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Grandma Forbis is in town - woohoo!!!&amp;nbsp; Fun times ahead!&amp;nbsp; The kids can hardly sleep they're so excited for their day out together with Grandma.&amp;nbsp; Ah, the sweet powerful grasp grandparents have.&amp;nbsp; So envious.&amp;nbsp; But I suppose they paid their dues so it is much deserved.&amp;nbsp; One day I'll be the one they run towards instead of away from. &amp;nbsp;one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-3935924679521733529?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/3935924679521733529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=3935924679521733529' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3935924679521733529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3935924679521733529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/09/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-9061957065997273100</id><published>2011-09-21T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T22:22:31.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat Your Heart Out, Martha</title><content type='html'>Today we had some craft time during our playdate.&amp;nbsp; A big thank you to 50% off fall craft items - score!!&amp;nbsp; Set the kiddos outside (now that we can finally go outside during the day since it's only 98 degrees instead of 120) and turned 'em loose with some paints and brushes.&amp;nbsp; Those are some pretty cute little witches if you ask me.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and the masks are&amp;nbsp;fun as well I suppose.&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/-nA6e4bthpd4/TnrFGbgkfGI/AAAAAAAABBw/3nND_9vVEVs/s1600/September+21%252C2011+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="320px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nA6e4bthpd4/TnrFGbgkfGI/AAAAAAAABBw/3nND_9vVEVs/s320/September+21%252C2011+001.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QX9B0W71fjg/TnrFPVLVzqI/AAAAAAAABB0/s-f1MeT7oBg/s1600/September+21%252C2011+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="320px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QX9B0W71fjg/TnrFPVLVzqI/AAAAAAAABB0/s-f1MeT7oBg/s320/September+21%252C2011+002.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b_KrgW0iVi0/TnrFY-YAVbI/AAAAAAAABB4/y0KUFyOiNMI/s1600/September+21%252C2011+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b_KrgW0iVi0/TnrFY-YAVbI/AAAAAAAABB4/y0KUFyOiNMI/s320/September+21%252C2011+004.JPG" width="320px" /&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/2404860452280119194-9061957065997273100?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/9061957065997273100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=9061957065997273100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/9061957065997273100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/9061957065997273100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/09/eat-your-heart-out-martha.html' title='Eat Your Heart Out, Martha'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nA6e4bthpd4/TnrFGbgkfGI/AAAAAAAABBw/3nND_9vVEVs/s72-c/September+21%252C2011+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-1020977482164971370</id><published>2011-09-19T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T22:00:52.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boo hoo</title><content type='html'>today was a rough day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'd like to just leave it at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm hoping that tomorrow i wake up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with complete memory loss of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a great new start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah, that sounds nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;order up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-1020977482164971370?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/1020977482164971370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=1020977482164971370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/1020977482164971370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/1020977482164971370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/09/boo-hoo.html' title='boo hoo'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-8312503703951098339</id><published>2011-09-18T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T08:35:04.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One More Week...</title><content type='html'>Exactly one week from today and I won't feel like a crazy person anymore.&amp;nbsp; It's just our Primary's (the LDS church's group of kids ages 3-11) special Primary Program Presentation next Sunday and it just happens to be the MOST STRESSFUL EVENT OF THE YEAR.&amp;nbsp; So all the months of planning and hours and hours of organization and preparing will finally be out to show next Sunday.&amp;nbsp; And then... it will be done!&amp;nbsp; Hooray!&amp;nbsp; But until then, I don't think I should make any important decisions and maybe not talk to anybody either.&amp;nbsp; Yah, that might be a good idea.&amp;nbsp; I'm just glad I'm not 5 days away from having a baby this time around.&amp;nbsp; That was a doozy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaanyways,&amp;nbsp; Jack took a late nap today and was up after the other two yahoos went to bed and was being such a HAM!&amp;nbsp; I tell ya, this kid has more personality then I know how to handle!&amp;nbsp; He is always cracking us all up!&amp;nbsp; And this new smile thing he's got going on is just too much!&amp;nbsp; He's a keeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Past my bedtime???&amp;nbsp; Who says it's past my bedtime???﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-obd18xfjqwY/Tna5tEZ5HDI/AAAAAAAABBg/1m9yEMVrexo/s1600/September+18%252C+2011+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-obd18xfjqwY/Tna5tEZ5HDI/AAAAAAAABBg/1m9yEMVrexo/s320/September+18%252C+2011+005.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well if I'm up I should have a late snack, for sure.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wp5D_IOt1VI/Tna5075M3sI/AAAAAAAABBk/-rZyeBdbiFM/s1600/September+18%252C+2011+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wp5D_IOt1VI/Tna5075M3sI/AAAAAAAABBk/-rZyeBdbiFM/s320/September+18%252C+2011+004.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe if I hide under the table they won't catch me...﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPFCqGbl6Yw/Tna59MKUgyI/AAAAAAAABBo/y_9NRButrEU/s1600/September+18%252C+2011+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPFCqGbl6Yw/Tna59MKUgyI/AAAAAAAABBo/y_9NRButrEU/s320/September+18%252C+2011+006.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been discovered!!&amp;nbsp; Perhaps a winning grin may change your bedtime driven minds?﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ccaOn8LlFW8/Tna6G63TvzI/AAAAAAAABBs/0R0rl-VbRl8/s1600/September+18%252C+2011+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ccaOn8LlFW8/Tna6G63TvzI/AAAAAAAABBs/0R0rl-VbRl8/s320/September+18%252C+2011+007.JPG" width="221px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry Jack, I treasure my quiet time.&amp;nbsp; But it was close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-8312503703951098339?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/8312503703951098339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=8312503703951098339' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/8312503703951098339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/8312503703951098339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/09/one-more-week.html' title='One More Week...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-obd18xfjqwY/Tna5tEZ5HDI/AAAAAAAABBg/1m9yEMVrexo/s72-c/September+18%252C+2011+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-3488982791388471728</id><published>2011-09-17T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T21:02:00.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know I know, I missed yesterday.&amp;nbsp; But I like to think I had a good excuse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chel, my big sis&amp;nbsp;(I can only say that because she is 8 months prego and that is the only time she is &lt;em&gt;physically&lt;/em&gt; bigger than me) was kind enough to invite me along on a night out on the Scottsdale town.&amp;nbsp; So we did a little bit of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="200px" id="il_fi" src="http://babylovesdisco.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/hm.gif" style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little bit of this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1-KG7vt51Ew/TnVq6_nDkVI/AAAAAAAABBc/O0Op-3LjPOI/s1600/September+17%252C+2011+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1-KG7vt51Ew/TnVq6_nDkVI/AAAAAAAABBc/O0Op-3LjPOI/s320/September+17%252C+2011+007.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;img height="236px" id="il_fi" src="http://www.whatnowatlanta.com/postimages/yogurtland.jpg" style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and ended with this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img height="320px" id="il_fi" src="http://images.moviepostershop.com/i-dont-know-how-she-does-it-movie-poster-2011-1020705090.jpg" style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="216px" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and it was a FANTABULOUS evening out.&amp;nbsp; A perfect refresher.&amp;nbsp; A big fat&amp;nbsp;pregnant thank you to Chels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;But yes, I did not roll into le casa until after midnight, thus my missing of a posting.&amp;nbsp; My apologies.&amp;nbsp; But it was so worth it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-3488982791388471728?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/3488982791388471728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=3488982791388471728' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3488982791388471728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3488982791388471728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-know-i-know-i-missed-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1-KG7vt51Ew/TnVq6_nDkVI/AAAAAAAABBc/O0Op-3LjPOI/s72-c/September+17%252C+2011+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-7397679356364146322</id><published>2011-09-15T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T23:13:52.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember This:</title><content type='html'>Today I had one of those moments as a mother that makes up for every other&amp;nbsp;terrible horrible no good very bad moment that motherhood brings.&amp;nbsp; And I must record it so that I can look back at it&amp;nbsp;while I'm cleaning up poop and vomit while three children are all screaming at me simultaneously... which happened yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the moment was sweet and simple.&amp;nbsp; Just outside on the swing set.&amp;nbsp; Beautiful weather.&amp;nbsp; Paige pushing Jack in a little plastic baby swing and me swinging with Calvin on my lap across from&amp;nbsp;them so that&amp;nbsp;we touched toes every so often.&amp;nbsp; We were all laughing hysterically and&amp;nbsp;I've never seen happier grins on my kids' faces.&amp;nbsp; Not to be too corny &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(but I will be)&lt;/span&gt; but it was seriously a moment that I had a glimpse of what heaven will be like!&amp;nbsp; It was joy in its purest form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you little moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-7397679356364146322?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/7397679356364146322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=7397679356364146322' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/7397679356364146322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/7397679356364146322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/09/remember-this.html' title='Remember This:'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-7122114456542353526</id><published>2011-09-14T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T21:28:07.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wee-Sing</title><content type='html'>Lately my kids have been really into the Wee-Sing movies.&amp;nbsp; What is Wee-Sing you ask???&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spill.com/Movie-Reviews/MovieDetails.aspx?Name=Wee+Sing%3a+Wee+Sing+Together+-+A+Magical+Musical&amp;amp;VideoId=53735" id="ContentPlaceHolderBody_Column2_AnchorMoviePoster" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; height: 179px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; width: 162px;"&gt;&lt;img alt="More information for Wee Sing: Wee Sing Together - A Magical Musical" id="ContentPlaceHolderBody_Column2_ImageMoviePoster" src="http://images.spill.com/amg/dvd/cov150/drt500/t534/t53418u9mt3.jpg" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; float: right; height: 175px; margin: 2px; width: 120px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;img class="rg_hi" data-height="185" data-width="185" height="185px" id="rg_hi" src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQhYJacet9CX8HZLHiqKPiGEYVHYTMPJo6RD-gLhlM765AoEnL_6w" style="height: 185px; width: 185px;" width="185px" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTECaguwQVHN_Sra2euVdiFKBKhkt9ysBVPm-KbdlVUgjMlwGxC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; cssfloat: right; float: left; height: 156px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; width: 144px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="rg_hi" data-height="156" data-width="115" height="156px" id="rg_hi" src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTECaguwQVHN_Sra2euVdiFKBKhkt9ysBVPm-KbdlVUgjMlwGxC" style="height: 156px; width: 115px;" width="115px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well they are only the creepiest/most amazing children's singing videos ever made to man.&amp;nbsp; Thank you Mother Bluth for raising us up on them.&amp;nbsp; I attribute me and my childrens' tendency of breaking out randomly in song to them.&amp;nbsp; And perhaps my fear of adults dressing up as giant animals as well &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(I mean, just look at that man/teddy bear...careeeepy!).&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; So it has only been a lovely jaunt down memory lane now that my mom has found them on DVD and made them available to us all over again.&amp;nbsp; Grandpa's Magical Toys anyone?&amp;nbsp; Or how about Wee-Sing in Sillyville?&amp;nbsp; And who can forget Poofer and Snooter from The Best Christmas Ever?&amp;nbsp; Not I, fellow Wee-Sing friends... not I.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-7122114456542353526?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/7122114456542353526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=7122114456542353526' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/7122114456542353526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/7122114456542353526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/09/wee-sing.html' title='Wee-Sing'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-3440869733292547534</id><published>2011-09-13T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T22:05:27.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>His Hairness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looks like Jack is going to have some mad scientist hair&amp;nbsp;to tame throughout the remainder of his life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wvsrG0snLM0/TnA09vlb7VI/AAAAAAAABBM/iVd8C6wIUd0/s1600/September+13%252C+2011+015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wvsrG0snLM0/TnA09vlb7VI/AAAAAAAABBM/iVd8C6wIUd0/s640/September+13%252C+2011+015.JPG" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UA0zPSCTFZU/TnA1IqU83WI/AAAAAAAABBQ/D5McR2iUAYc/s1600/September+13%252C+2011+018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UA0zPSCTFZU/TnA1IqU83WI/AAAAAAAABBQ/D5McR2iUAYc/s320/September+13%252C+2011+018.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R-5ksDVwNGI/TnA1Tas9J_I/AAAAAAAABBY/tlhD9rIwRto/s1600/September+13%252C+2011+020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R-5ksDVwNGI/TnA1Tas9J_I/AAAAAAAABBY/tlhD9rIwRto/s320/September+13%252C+2011+020.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And some smile practice along the way.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gooberlicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-3440869733292547534?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/3440869733292547534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=3440869733292547534' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3440869733292547534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3440869733292547534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/09/his-hairness.html' title='His Hairness'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wvsrG0snLM0/TnA09vlb7VI/AAAAAAAABBM/iVd8C6wIUd0/s72-c/September+13%252C+2011+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-7106586791334181703</id><published>2011-09-12T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T21:40:54.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAL</title><content type='html'>As in my goal.&amp;nbsp; That I have set.&amp;nbsp; And am now admitting to the blogging world so that I&amp;nbsp;have to fulfill it.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vow to post every single day for the rest of the month of September.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There.&amp;nbsp; Said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY:&lt;br /&gt;Nothing major, except it was UNDER 100 DEGREES ALL DAY!!!!!&amp;nbsp; WOOOOHOOOOOOO!&amp;nbsp; Seriously, we were outside all day long just soaking up the 90 degree weather.&amp;nbsp; It was glorious!&amp;nbsp; And to top it all off, it RAINED!&amp;nbsp; Like the super great light drizzle kinda rain that doesn't soak you, but just blissfully touches your skin like it's saying, "Hey friend!&amp;nbsp; I just wanted to give you a little raindrop high-five to tell you how great I am, and how great you are, and how awesome it is that we're outside together today."&amp;nbsp; Thank you little raindrop friends, you must have known that I have&amp;nbsp;severe AZ summer depression and that I needed that little pick me up.&amp;nbsp; Bless you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-7106586791334181703?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/7106586791334181703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=7106586791334181703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/7106586791334181703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/7106586791334181703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/09/goooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaal.html' title='GOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAL'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-6559202825254201847</id><published>2011-09-11T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T20:52:10.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day was...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dlBhUHzbDFs/Tm19Zmd9aJI/AAAAAAAABA0/eXYK-Xr7Evo/s1600/September+7%252C+2011+026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dlBhUHzbDFs/Tm19Zmd9aJI/AAAAAAAABA0/eXYK-Xr7Evo/s320/September+7%252C+2011+026.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;yes, a week ago... and it was actually Baby Lacy and Baby Boots's birthdays.&amp;nbsp; So Paige decided to take charge and run the whole show.&amp;nbsp; I was assigned dessert and to help with decorations (mostly to get them down because she couldn't reach them).&amp;nbsp; She and Calvin came up with the songs (Itsy Bitsy Spider, I Am a Child of God) games (freeze tag, duck duck goose) and created goody bags - which were surprisingly well tailored to each of us, including Tigger and his bucket full of strings.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;They even&amp;nbsp;helped their babies open their presents (re-gifts my friends, re-gifts) and blow out their cake-pops.&amp;nbsp; So generous of them,&amp;nbsp;HA!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; All in all, it was a pretty fantastic B-day party!&amp;nbsp; Well done to you,&amp;nbsp;Paige the party planner.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Smile for the camera!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think Baby Boots is feeling a little overwhelmed, or perhaps&amp;nbsp;overshadowed by a certain party planner...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BCTuEMBKiGw/Tm1_C7ast5I/AAAAAAAABBA/g6P5yYi9dA0/s1600/September+7%252C+2011+031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BCTuEMBKiGw/Tm1_C7ast5I/AAAAAAAABBA/g6P5yYi9dA0/s320/September+7%252C+2011+031.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mr. Jack was happy as long as a steady stream of cake-pops was supplied&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U-KCJna3M4s/Tm1_hZwA7wI/AAAAAAAABBE/_3JSAWY6SOM/s1600/September+7%252C+2011+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U-KCJna3M4s/Tm1_hZwA7wI/AAAAAAAABBE/_3JSAWY6SOM/s320/September+7%252C+2011+024.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;You didn't think we'd skip out on the fun, did you???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-syrfzUuBCe8/Tm1_opzYMfI/AAAAAAAABBI/Ab_LQLEqnD8/s1600/September+7%252C+2011+040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-syrfzUuBCe8/Tm1_opzYMfI/AAAAAAAABBI/Ab_LQLEqnD8/s320/September+7%252C+2011+040.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Oh look Baby Lacy, you got a card!You love it, trust me, it's just what you wanted."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In the meantime, Baby Boots is in a "too-much-fun"&amp;nbsp;coma.&amp;nbsp; Poor little fella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lLAGgXBo67E/Tm19ilOyr0I/AAAAAAAABA4/_evDBzLIbjQ/s1600/September+7%252C+2011+038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lLAGgXBo67E/Tm19ilOyr0I/AAAAAAAABA4/_evDBzLIbjQ/s320/September+7%252C+2011+038.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"What?&amp;nbsp; You need help blowing out your candles?!&amp;nbsp; Well, I &lt;em&gt;suppose&lt;/em&gt; we could assist, if we must."﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sd_U5cGZfBE/Tm19sm3WCII/AAAAAAAABA8/hM6ltcQPiwI/s1600/September+7%252C+2011+043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sd_U5cGZfBE/Tm19sm3WCII/AAAAAAAABA8/hM6ltcQPiwI/s320/September+7%252C+2011+043.JPG" width="320px" /&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/2404860452280119194-6559202825254201847?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/6559202825254201847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=6559202825254201847' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/6559202825254201847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/6559202825254201847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/09/labor-day-was.html' title='Labor Day was...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dlBhUHzbDFs/Tm19Zmd9aJI/AAAAAAAABA0/eXYK-Xr7Evo/s72-c/September+7%252C+2011+026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-2391342250466487961</id><published>2011-09-07T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T22:08:37.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whaaaaaaaat?</title><content type='html'>Who made it the middle of September and skipped the end of August and beginning of September completely???&amp;nbsp; Not cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaaanywhooo.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paige is officially a sc-hooligan. She LOVES kindergraten and it feels like she's an olds pro already. Now if I can just be an old pro at getting myself and three little humans up, fed, dressed, and out the door by 7:30am then we might be onto something here. For now, the public and I will have to settle for toothpaste dribble and sweats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have I mentioned how much I love uniforms?&amp;nbsp; It's fantastic for us no-effort for fashion&amp;nbsp;kinda gals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P-1WBRMIqKI/TmhFdf9-f7I/AAAAAAAABAg/1mnguLoJ64o/s1600/September+7%252C+2011+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P-1WBRMIqKI/TmhFdf9-f7I/AAAAAAAABAg/1mnguLoJ64o/s320/September+7%252C+2011+011.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at that little Miss Studious doing her first homework assignment.&amp;nbsp; What a champ.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-soO1ExlxzS4/TmhF_pRn0KI/AAAAAAAABAk/f7s1hV8JYAc/s1600/September+7%252C+2011+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-soO1ExlxzS4/TmhF_pRn0KI/AAAAAAAABAk/f7s1hV8JYAc/s320/September+7%252C+2011+013.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We headed to the classic Mey-Fro-Yo for a little "You Made it Through the First Week of Kindergarten!" celebration.&amp;nbsp; I mean, that deserves a treat, right?&amp;nbsp; But mostly the kids just play the old-school video game&amp;nbsp;while me and Pete watch Jack rip napkins to shreds with pure joy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As long as I get my Peanut Fudge...&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dQZwFGkLdQc/TmhHB0PfUdI/AAAAAAAABAs/C36VCpJLPaI/s1600/September+7%252C+2011+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dQZwFGkLdQc/TmhHB0PfUdI/AAAAAAAABAs/C36VCpJLPaI/s320/September+7%252C+2011+002.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oZ0oV_Z4kVg/TmhGfDbFqdI/AAAAAAAABAo/WgbLGHuiAzU/s1600/September+7%252C+2011+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oZ0oV_Z4kVg/TmhGfDbFqdI/AAAAAAAABAo/WgbLGHuiAzU/s320/September+7%252C+2011+007.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Now that's&amp;nbsp;one happy kiddo going to school!&amp;nbsp; Just keep that up for the next 18 years and you'll be good to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ct_XPUXaNu4/TmhHgE7PKeI/AAAAAAAABAw/-hbFHGOIL5Q/s1600/August+25+2011+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ct_XPUXaNu4/TmhHgE7PKeI/AAAAAAAABAw/-hbFHGOIL5Q/s320/August+25+2011+005.JPG" width="240px" /&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/2404860452280119194-2391342250466487961?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/2391342250466487961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=2391342250466487961' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/2391342250466487961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/2391342250466487961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/09/whaaaaaaaat.html' title='Whaaaaaaaat?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P-1WBRMIqKI/TmhFdf9-f7I/AAAAAAAABAg/1mnguLoJ64o/s72-c/September+7%252C+2011+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-3915845563474796132</id><published>2011-08-22T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T03:07:54.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Paige,</title><content type='html'>You and I have been counting down to this day for quite some time!&amp;nbsp; But now that it is finally here, I can't help but feel a deep sadness inside of me as I say goodbye to your first phase of life here with us...&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I remember when we took you to the beach with us when you were just 6 weeks old, and how cute you looked in your little swimsuit and hat!&amp;nbsp; You were such an easy going infant - so content and happy just about all of the time!&amp;nbsp; You were a dream first baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bk2fCBcUXjs/TlINuA5667I/AAAAAAAAA-g/IWGJvzfJUiY/s1600/Paige+020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bk2fCBcUXjs/TlINuA5667I/AAAAAAAAA-g/IWGJvzfJUiY/s320/Paige+020.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then when we had our adventure in Colorado you were our little buddy and we did everything together!&amp;nbsp;That's where you&amp;nbsp;learned how to crawl...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0kWcpERq_1A/TlIOKn5HguI/AAAAAAAAA-k/vh0f5WqNlsE/s1600/Paige+171.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0kWcpERq_1A/TlIOKn5HguI/AAAAAAAAA-k/vh0f5WqNlsE/s320/Paige+171.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And where you had your first Halloween!&amp;nbsp; You were just about the cutest little flower&amp;nbsp;that anyone ever did see.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1K8UEf1ueXQ/TlIPCGk525I/AAAAAAAAA-s/JTFKTvKAbQU/s1600/Paige+191.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1K8UEf1ueXQ/TlIPCGk525I/AAAAAAAAA-s/JTFKTvKAbQU/s320/Paige+191.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You were constantly giving lovies to Daddy, just like you still do!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RseqA49DFrY/TlIP7RrmkfI/AAAAAAAAA-0/Jyu9zczFsLA/s1600/Paige+257.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RseqA49DFrY/TlIP7RrmkfI/AAAAAAAAA-0/Jyu9zczFsLA/s320/Paige+257.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Then we moved to our little rental house in Mesa just a few weeks before your first birthday.&amp;nbsp; I remember you walked for the first time that night after everyone went home from your party -we were so excited!&amp;nbsp; And when I put you to sleep you laid down with your eyes closed but you had the biggest smile on your sleepy face.&amp;nbsp; You had a great 1st birthday for sure!&amp;nbsp; Loved by so many!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zE45k68aCOs/TlIQHGaNBYI/AAAAAAAAA-4/r4EK8lmESbo/s1600/Paige+285.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zE45k68aCOs/TlIQHGaNBYI/AAAAAAAAA-4/r4EK8lmESbo/s320/Paige+285.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You were such a sweet and hilarious little one year old - always making us laugh!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7VqwzJ93ZYE/TlIQkIA9zgI/AAAAAAAAA_A/HmIEPFGfqU8/s1600/15Aug2007+049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7VqwzJ93ZYE/TlIQkIA9zgI/AAAAAAAAA_A/HmIEPFGfqU8/s320/15Aug2007+049.JPG" width="239px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of course we couldn't forget your balloon obsessive phase - you LOVED balloons and would squeal every time you saw one!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HglGPQFJeu4/TlIQ7GSqWjI/AAAAAAAAA_E/4VtSz0SUbmY/s1600/3Sept2007+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HglGPQFJeu4/TlIQ7GSqWjI/AAAAAAAAA_E/4VtSz0SUbmY/s320/3Sept2007+007.JPG" width="256px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You were convinced that Mr. Scarecrow was your best friend and insisted on giving him a big hug and kiss everyday that he stood watch by our door.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pb0wuf_cGY0/TlIRigU2mzI/AAAAAAAAA_I/Pb1BsrmHzmw/s1600/19+Oct+2007+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pb0wuf_cGY0/TlIRigU2mzI/AAAAAAAAA_I/Pb1BsrmHzmw/s320/19+Oct+2007+014.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And &lt;em&gt;we &lt;/em&gt;insisted on dressing you up as a chubby little chicken for Halloween that year...﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vD3prso4JC8/TlIR1kbe-vI/AAAAAAAAA_M/Hp84ZOIHhNI/s1600/29October2007+016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="299px" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vD3prso4JC8/TlIR1kbe-vI/AAAAAAAAA_M/Hp84ZOIHhNI/s320/29October2007+016.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--GxYrNRy-8Q/TlITFDyVILI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/EQ-6x5491iY/s1600/9+March+2008+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150px" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--GxYrNRy-8Q/TlITFDyVILI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/EQ-6x5491iY/s200/9+March+2008+008.JPG" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OnD6pAEOx5M/TlITMH8A9CI/AAAAAAAAA_U/XV7qGfiAeAc/s1600/9+March+2008+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150px" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OnD6pAEOx5M/TlITMH8A9CI/AAAAAAAAA_U/XV7qGfiAeAc/s200/9+March+2008+017.JPG" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Daddy and I will never forget the day we took you to the little carnival.&amp;nbsp; You were so curious and adorable in your little boots.&amp;nbsp; You&amp;nbsp;loved everything we did that day.&amp;nbsp; That will always be one of my favorite days with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KdyUYqHUMoc/TlITSXDRTLI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/6xf0O3h4BoY/s1600/9+March+2008+040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KdyUYqHUMoc/TlITSXDRTLI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/6xf0O3h4BoY/s320/9+March+2008+040.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then you turned 2!&amp;nbsp; And you spent the whole year in the world of dress up - and there has been no stopping you since!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q0-DyF2tWSM/TlIToxdD5RI/AAAAAAAAA_c/BZQnf9n-iTI/s1600/24+March+2008+072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q0-DyF2tWSM/TlIToxdD5RI/AAAAAAAAA_c/BZQnf9n-iTI/s320/24+March+2008+072.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tfj4DMxEC20/TlIUuIgYPCI/AAAAAAAAA_k/-bAoUvd3IUg/s1600/20+October+2008+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tfj4DMxEC20/TlIUuIgYPCI/AAAAAAAAA_k/-bAoUvd3IUg/s320/20+October+2008+006.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;When you were 2 you became the best big sister this world has ever known.&amp;nbsp; You loved Calvin the moment you saw him and you two are still the best of friends (with a few interruptions of sibling battles).﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ILMbw-mLc68/TlIUCHJiamI/AAAAAAAAA_g/rrwGkrVqXrg/s1600/19+June+2008+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="height: 159px; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; width: 202px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ILMbw-mLc68/TlIUCHJiamI/AAAAAAAAA_g/rrwGkrVqXrg/s320/19+June+2008+021.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then when you turned&amp;nbsp;3 you had your first haircut (finally, it took some time to get it growing!)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W85h3lk3XEg/TlIWXz4-3-I/AAAAAAAAA_o/WURpRL_JBPA/s1600/IMG_0665.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W85h3lk3XEg/TlIWXz4-3-I/AAAAAAAAA_o/WURpRL_JBPA/s320/IMG_0665.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And on your first day of swim class you did... not so great.&amp;nbsp; But you LOVED it by the end and were swimming like a champ!&amp;nbsp; You are such a great swimmer.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j5IsBYIy9Mg/TlIW6G18g_I/AAAAAAAAA_s/AO9sWajf3QQ/s1600/IMG_0932.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j5IsBYIy9Mg/TlIW6G18g_I/AAAAAAAAA_s/AO9sWajf3QQ/s320/IMG_0932.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;You continued to be our little silly goose with the bright blue eyes and curly golden hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3zHxhsCNjkM/TlIXUmfgAnI/AAAAAAAAA_w/Cfbj5Tge-AM/s1600/IMG_1221.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3zHxhsCNjkM/TlIXUmfgAnI/AAAAAAAAA_w/Cfbj5Tge-AM/s320/IMG_1221.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And you would always come up with funny little poses every time we tried to get a picture of you - such a ham!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XX3XfZB84mU/TlIXzcuYWZI/AAAAAAAAA_0/P3V0GA_A8Co/s1600/IMG_1125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XX3XfZB84mU/TlIXzcuYWZI/AAAAAAAAA_0/P3V0GA_A8Co/s320/IMG_1125.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You wrote your name for the very first time and I remember being so shocked and so proud of you!&amp;nbsp; I had no idea you could do it!&amp;nbsp; You have always surprised me with what you are capable of!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J1A_V2YRfQs/TlIYbhblSLI/AAAAAAAAA_4/is6dDG94llg/s1600/IMG_1256.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J1A_V2YRfQs/TlIYbhblSLI/AAAAAAAAA_4/is6dDG94llg/s320/IMG_1256.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you turned 4, Daddy and&amp;nbsp;I took you on a date out to dinner and you chose to ride the carousel all together afterwards.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It&amp;nbsp;was so much fun to be with you that night!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xDPDd_VUXyU/TlIZd5SLq7I/AAAAAAAABAA/tnpyeYzCIdg/s1600/IMG_1982.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xDPDd_VUXyU/TlIZd5SLq7I/AAAAAAAABAA/tnpyeYzCIdg/s320/IMG_1982.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Once you were 4 you started to become your own little women and began making friends anywhere you could! And you are so good at it - you are such a sweet loving girl to your friends and&amp;nbsp;they love you so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uLJSJzyJRzs/TlIaCJ6HoiI/AAAAAAAABAE/Y9wNMsbmt9w/s1600/IMG_2453.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uLJSJzyJRzs/TlIaCJ6HoiI/AAAAAAAABAE/Y9wNMsbmt9w/s320/IMG_2453.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;You became a big sister again and I will never forget the howl you gave out when we called you from the hospital to tell you the news that the baby we were told was going to be your little sister came out to surprise us as a little brother!&amp;nbsp; You were so upset!&amp;nbsp; But once you got to the hospital to hold little Jack you have been his second mommy ever since&amp;nbsp;and he lights up every time he sees you.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ILMbw-mLc68/TlIUCHJiamI/AAAAAAAAA_g/rrwGkrVqXrg/s1600/19+June+2008+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="72px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ILMbw-mLc68/TlIUCHJiamI/AAAAAAAAA_g/rrwGkrVqXrg/s320/19+June+2008+021.JPG" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 346px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 4330px; visibility: hidden;" width="96px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OVRE9mG-U5A/TlIhLr6gtHI/AAAAAAAABAI/qJLgH4sWcJY/s1600/IMG_2552.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OVRE9mG-U5A/TlIhLr6gtHI/AAAAAAAABAI/qJLgH4sWcJY/s320/IMG_2552.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You got to go to Disneyland for the first time in your life and I have NEVER seen you SO HAPPY!&amp;nbsp; You got to stay out late with me and Daddy and went on all the big rides - you were so brave!&amp;nbsp; I will always remember you grabbing my hand as the&amp;nbsp;ride was about to take off and telling me that it would be okay because you would hold my hand the whole time, and you did!&amp;nbsp; So glad to have my little buddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GRGqf5hxEdU/TlIhznNEZWI/AAAAAAAABAM/xDy_IJlW9g8/s1600/4+March+2011+260.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GRGqf5hxEdU/TlIhznNEZWI/AAAAAAAABAM/xDy_IJlW9g8/s320/4+March+2011+260.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then before we knew it you were turning 5,&amp;nbsp;graduating from preschool, and having the summer fly right by us, full of swimming and fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vA2QbBDWVwk/TlIiZS_Y1VI/AAAAAAAABAQ/944XIgkr62o/s1600/14+July+2011+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vA2QbBDWVwk/TlIiZS_Y1VI/AAAAAAAABAQ/944XIgkr62o/s320/14+July+2011+024.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;And now&amp;nbsp;here I am, blubbering as I set our your uniform and your cute little panda backpack that you chose all by yourself for your first day of school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9zopBCrAaSE/TlIi-7x3zBI/AAAAAAAABAU/eH_hmTUkRZM/s1600/August+21+2011+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9zopBCrAaSE/TlIi-7x3zBI/AAAAAAAABAU/eH_hmTUkRZM/s320/August+21+2011+004.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And as I give you one last kiss as you sleep this night,&amp;nbsp;clutching&amp;nbsp;your pink bunny, I can't help but be flooded with all&amp;nbsp;those memories and how sad it is to say goodbye to my little girl...&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul40jmh4oKw/TlIjIh49UHI/AAAAAAAABAY/fK-xSAs7R8U/s1600/August+21+2011+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="190px" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul40jmh4oKw/TlIjIh49UHI/AAAAAAAABAY/fK-xSAs7R8U/s320/August+21+2011+005.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img height="96px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GRGqf5hxEdU/TlIhznNEZWI/AAAAAAAABAM/xDy_IJlW9g8/s320/4+March+2011+260.JPG" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 415px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 7066px; visibility: hidden;" width="72px" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweetheart, I know you are going to love this whole new world of learning that lies ahead of you!&amp;nbsp; You have always had such a desire to learn!&amp;nbsp; You radiate with joy and happiness and people can't help but love you and that will make meeting new friends so much fun&amp;nbsp; There will be hard days, and there will be sad days, but never forget how much me, Daddy, Calvin and Jack love you and that we are always ALWAYS here for you.&amp;nbsp; I can't wait to hear all the stories you will have to tell us when we pick you up each day, and to&amp;nbsp;get to see you&amp;nbsp;blossom&amp;nbsp;even more into the grown up girl that you are all too soon becoming.&amp;nbsp; I love you my&amp;nbsp;little Paigey-pie.&amp;nbsp; Sleep tight sugar, and I will see you and your whole new world tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; All my love to you sweet girl,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-3915845563474796132?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/3915845563474796132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=3915845563474796132' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3915845563474796132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3915845563474796132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/08/dear-paige.html' title='Dear Paige,'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bk2fCBcUXjs/TlINuA5667I/AAAAAAAAA-g/IWGJvzfJUiY/s72-c/Paige+020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-5492190353740146819</id><published>2011-08-16T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T22:02:55.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cal's Big Day</title><content type='html'>Well, it finally came... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iJSrR8QdNcE/TktJsMzCnbI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/smp3u5YjkqM/s1600/August+16+2011+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iJSrR8QdNcE/TktJsMzCnbI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/smp3u5YjkqM/s640/August+16+2011+002.JPG" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calvin had his first day of preschool today and LOVED IT!!!&amp;nbsp; He was so cute and grown-up and I just wanted to squeeze him to death all the way to the door (happy squeeze that is).&amp;nbsp; He walked right in and whipped out his folder to show Miss Alli his papers and tell her all about them, kinda stinkin cute to see him as a little student.&amp;nbsp; They got to bring a bag of a few things to tell the class about themselves.&amp;nbsp; His included: fruit snacks (his favorite&amp;nbsp;treat), Curious George&amp;nbsp;Visits the Chocolate Factory (his favorite book), baby mickey (his favorite toy) and his angry bird (because my mom just got it for him and whenever anything is new it is automatically inseperable).&amp;nbsp; This cute kid was on cloud 9 for the rest of the day.&amp;nbsp; Don't you worry little one,&amp;nbsp;you've got a whole lifetime ahead of you of school days - whopeeeeee!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps - Pete is currently downstairs demonstrating to Tigger (our newfound cat) how to scratch on the new pad we got him.&amp;nbsp; hahahahaha.&amp;nbsp; classic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-5492190353740146819?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/5492190353740146819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=5492190353740146819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/5492190353740146819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/5492190353740146819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/08/cals-big-day.html' title='Cal&apos;s Big Day'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iJSrR8QdNcE/TktJsMzCnbI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/smp3u5YjkqM/s72-c/August+16+2011+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-245793298647705233</id><published>2011-08-12T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T22:19:03.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Having a girl first in the family means that we always do a lot of girly things.&amp;nbsp; You know, like play with princesses, dressing-up, painting nails, etc.&amp;nbsp; So it's been a little tough trying to be a man around here.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Thus, on Wednesday, after Calvin asked me for the millionth time for boy makeup,&amp;nbsp;we decided to focus on how cool being a&amp;nbsp;BOY is and did boy things all day.&amp;nbsp; We all piled in Calvin's room, put on some ties, and built rockets with K'nex.&amp;nbsp; Too bad the most popular K'nex item turned out to be fresh flowers, ha!!&amp;nbsp;We're working on it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OUk9t-xTCiA/TkX7wSoISqI/AAAAAAAAA90/YBWoXK7-zVU/s1600/August+12+2011+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OUk9t-xTCiA/TkX7wSoISqI/AAAAAAAAA90/YBWoXK7-zVU/s320/August+12+2011+004.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NAiFvakea2I/TkX7MIyHmsI/AAAAAAAAA9w/DCGXVbdT3LU/s1600/August+12+2011+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NAiFvakea2I/TkX7MIyHmsI/AAAAAAAAA9w/DCGXVbdT3LU/s320/August+12+2011+002.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cousin Tate turned 8 this week!&amp;nbsp; So we had a big ol' Bluth swim party shin-dig, naturally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-16sLAFpct74/TkX8OREZMBI/AAAAAAAAA94/Lt8D6bKfbCE/s1600/August+12+2011+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-16sLAFpct74/TkX8OREZMBI/AAAAAAAAA94/Lt8D6bKfbCE/s320/August+12+2011+009.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7UEg6PvQCV4/TkX8z0qs8oI/AAAAAAAAA98/0sY5ufPObm8/s1600/August+12+2011+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7UEg6PvQCV4/TkX8z0qs8oI/AAAAAAAAA98/0sY5ufPObm8/s320/August+12+2011+006.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And this picture show perfectly our boys' attitude towards food.&amp;nbsp; Calvin couldn't give two whoops about it and would rather pick his nose, while Jack screams at the top of his lungs at&amp;nbsp;the sight of anything edible until something gets in his mouth.&amp;nbsp; Lovely.&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/-Ldn2FLlZPLo/TkX9Y8BCgqI/AAAAAAAAA-A/zVgZZJC9fpQ/s1600/August+12+2011+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ldn2FLlZPLo/TkX9Y8BCgqI/AAAAAAAAA-A/zVgZZJC9fpQ/s320/August+12+2011+013.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We made a trip to Lowe's for some touch up paint to fix up all our dinged walls (mostly from thrown toys).&amp;nbsp; It was an adventure having all three ride in this monster truck.&amp;nbsp; No worries, it didn't last long.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pete's brother Kevin and his wife Aubrey just moved to the valley and had us over for some family fun times!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And they even busted out&amp;nbsp;the old school Nintendo!!!&amp;nbsp; So many flashbacks of my youth flooded my mind:&amp;nbsp; watching my brothers play Zelda for HOURS, learning every secret passage of every single level of all the Mario's until our eyes burned, harmonizing with my sisters the music of Dr. Mario while we played (embarrassingly enough, but yes, I'll admit that), and on and on and on.&amp;nbsp; Oh the good times we had with you Mr. Nintendo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9ahKXkTvpt0/TkX-KTbloKI/AAAAAAAAA-M/IEm7kFjMWR8/s1600/August+12+2011+019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9ahKXkTvpt0/TkX-KTbloKI/AAAAAAAAA-M/IEm7kFjMWR8/s320/August+12+2011+019.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S3fVwesy024/TkX-zJ-YG7I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/J0zMHMTxwUU/s1600/August+12+2011+022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S3fVwesy024/TkX-zJ-YG7I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/J0zMHMTxwUU/s320/August+12+2011+022.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;And yes, another attempt at adding a pet to our family is underway.&amp;nbsp; And yes, it is a&amp;nbsp;cat.&amp;nbsp; And no judging allowed.&amp;nbsp; He is this cute ol' orange chubbers named Tigger who lost his home and needed a family!!&amp;nbsp; How could I not?!?!&amp;nbsp; And on top of that, he is totally house trained, is used to kids, has all of his supplies, and practically looked me in the eyes and said, "Amy, you and your children need me in your lives."&amp;nbsp; And who am I to argue with that?!?&amp;nbsp; More pics to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8WpiwNjYAn0/TkYGocrDcSI/AAAAAAAAA-U/gW4KfljfI8Y/s1600/August+12+2011+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8WpiwNjYAn0/TkYGocrDcSI/AAAAAAAAA-U/gW4KfljfI8Y/s320/August+12+2011+014.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7UEg6PvQCV4/TkX8z0qs8oI/AAAAAAAAA98/0sY5ufPObm8/s1600/August+12+2011+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="72px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7UEg6PvQCV4/TkX8z0qs8oI/AAAAAAAAA98/0sY5ufPObm8/s320/August+12+2011+006.JPG" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 412px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 713px; visibility: hidden;" width="96px" /&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/2404860452280119194-245793298647705233?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/245793298647705233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=245793298647705233' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/245793298647705233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/245793298647705233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/08/week-in-review.html' title='Week in Review'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OUk9t-xTCiA/TkX7wSoISqI/AAAAAAAAA90/YBWoXK7-zVU/s72-c/August+12+2011+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-5324964328548226567</id><published>2011-08-09T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T23:34:23.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pete Factor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The other night I thought Pete said to me, "You know what I really feel like watching???&amp;nbsp; Football!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was totally taken back.&amp;nbsp; Like thinking, 'What is he talking about?&amp;nbsp; Football??&amp;nbsp; Why would he want to watch football?&amp;nbsp; That is&amp;nbsp;sooooo odd for him to say that.&amp;nbsp; We &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; watch football!'&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I asked, "What did you say?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"That I'm really in the mood to watch 'Pocahontas'!"&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh phew!&amp;nbsp; That's much more in character!&amp;nbsp; I was beginning to worry there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-5324964328548226567?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/5324964328548226567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=5324964328548226567' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/5324964328548226567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/5324964328548226567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/08/pete-factor.html' title='The Pete Factor'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-3423442492310240695</id><published>2011-08-07T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T23:33:13.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trade-Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This past weekend it was our turn to take Chel and Shane's kiddo Gus so that they could have their turn for a 24 hour date extravaganza.&amp;nbsp; Here's some highlights from Gussy's 24 hours in Forbis-land...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I decided to take them over to the splash pad for a bit.&amp;nbsp; Great fun was had by all.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was about this time last year that I was hugely pregnant with Jack and I would think to myself, "I'm just gonna take my big-ol' prego booty and sit RIGHT in the middle of all these kids and soak up this splash pad goodness for myself!"&amp;nbsp; We are all relieved that&amp;nbsp;I never stooped that low.&amp;nbsp; But&amp;nbsp;I am not too&amp;nbsp;proud to admit that&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;still think about it every time I go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y5RTKL8g6B8/Tj9mrinMpyI/AAAAAAAAA9M/8VSQZlOg3a0/s1600/August+7+2011+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y5RTKL8g6B8/Tj9mrinMpyI/AAAAAAAAA9M/8VSQZlOg3a0/s200/August+7+2011+002.JPG" t$="true" width="150px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gi3SZcUStnQ/Tj9n49aBmZI/AAAAAAAAA9U/4ufClRnqD7k/s1600/August+7+2011+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gi3SZcUStnQ/Tj9n49aBmZI/AAAAAAAAA9U/4ufClRnqD7k/s200/August+7+2011+013.JPG" t$="true" width="150px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hZ-uTilU4lY/Tj9nUyNVbqI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/UWB5vFemv80/s1600/August+7+2011+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hZ-uTilU4lY/Tj9nUyNVbqI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/UWB5vFemv80/s400/August+7+2011+004.JPG" t$="true" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And what kind of Auntie would I be if&amp;nbsp;I didn't take the kiddos for dipped cones afterwards???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xrUqdYdZJTQ/Tj9obcXNNXI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/cpUYIOtkEik/s1600/August+7+2011+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xrUqdYdZJTQ/Tj9obcXNNXI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/cpUYIOtkEik/s320/August+7+2011+014.JPG" t$="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gus in mid demolition﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EZV4287Ofao/Tj9o6luVjXI/AAAAAAAAA9c/nkCCgsNkmyo/s1600/August+7+2011+019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EZV4287Ofao/Tj9o6luVjXI/AAAAAAAAA9c/nkCCgsNkmyo/s320/August+7+2011+019.JPG" t$="true" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Calvin scrutinizing the wonderment of dipped-cone-ness.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't try to figure it out my child, just go with it﻿...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rw8X1X0YfjI/Tj9pb9bwvSI/AAAAAAAAA9g/ilVDU5UG3zk/s1600/August+7+2011+020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rw8X1X0YfjI/Tj9pb9bwvSI/AAAAAAAAA9g/ilVDU5UG3zk/s320/August+7+2011+020.JPG" t$="true" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paige experiencing the pure magic that dipped cones have been known to cause﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2kgrjKr9-I/Tj9p7nwfrqI/AAAAAAAAA9k/Ui_Vveld2FY/s1600/August+7+2011+018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2kgrjKr9-I/Tj9p7nwfrqI/AAAAAAAAA9k/Ui_Vveld2FY/s320/August+7+2011+018.JPG" t$="true" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Jack with his sneaky little smile in realizing that he has conned me out of yet another treat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FiQgq2rJ4M8/Tj9qem31v0I/AAAAAAAAA9o/0jsORrKo2-k/s1600/August+7+2011+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FiQgq2rJ4M8/Tj9qem31v0I/AAAAAAAAA9o/0jsORrKo2-k/s320/August+7+2011+021.JPG" t$="true" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And only Gus could conjure up an outfit of this caliber in a matter of minutes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I see your time in California has served you well little laddy.&amp;nbsp; They're so ahead of the trends over there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AYMDacHPllM/Tj9rCzEesYI/AAAAAAAAA9s/vuYS0HriWtg/s1600/August+7+2011+022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AYMDacHPllM/Tj9rCzEesYI/AAAAAAAAA9s/vuYS0HriWtg/s320/August+7+2011+022.JPG" t$="true" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All in all we had a good time.&amp;nbsp; Three kids for the price of one?!?!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yah, I'm pretty sure we scored on this one.&amp;nbsp; Thanks for showin' us a good time Mr. Gustifer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-3423442492310240695?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/3423442492310240695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=3423442492310240695' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3423442492310240695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3423442492310240695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/08/trade-off.html' title='The Trade-Off'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y5RTKL8g6B8/Tj9mrinMpyI/AAAAAAAAA9M/8VSQZlOg3a0/s72-c/August+7+2011+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-2889461954792957774</id><published>2011-08-03T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T19:34:07.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The One and Only</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The reason I&amp;nbsp;even get the mail&amp;nbsp;just arrived yesterday:﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fJX_4EfDaBY/TioIdV6x6WI/AAAAAAAAIeI/jcnsCH1o4q8/s1600/Ikea+catalog+2012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="530px" id="il_fi" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fJX_4EfDaBY/TioIdV6x6WI/AAAAAAAAIeI/jcnsCH1o4q8/s640/Ikea+catalog+2012.JPG" style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="456px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We stayed up all night ooing and aahing at each other...﻿&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Well well&amp;nbsp;Amy, it's been a year.&amp;nbsp; I see my curtains, shelves, decor, etc. etc. are still treating you well."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"No Ikea, look at &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;!&amp;nbsp; You look so great!&amp;nbsp; How you manage to get better, wiser, and more attractive each time I longingly gaze at you, I'll never understand."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, I would describe my relationship with Ikea&amp;nbsp;as nothing other than a love&amp;nbsp;affair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-2889461954792957774?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/2889461954792957774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=2889461954792957774' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/2889461954792957774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/2889461954792957774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/08/yearly-insperation.html' title='The One and Only'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fJX_4EfDaBY/TioIdV6x6WI/AAAAAAAAIeI/jcnsCH1o4q8/s72-c/Ikea+catalog+2012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-6495020779156349707</id><published>2011-08-02T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T13:50:37.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sicklings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p6Ihw3a3yXs/TjhiqE-I_II/AAAAAAAAA9I/OJz-Q5X1iiA/s1600/August+2%252C+2011+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p6Ihw3a3yXs/TjhiqE-I_II/AAAAAAAAA9I/OJz-Q5X1iiA/s320/August+2%252C+2011+008.JPG" t$="true" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dGVnKusvuRI/TjhiM0tQh4I/AAAAAAAAA9E/5D0YZdxILBU/s1600/August+2%252C+2011+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dGVnKusvuRI/TjhiM0tQh4I/AAAAAAAAA9E/5D0YZdxILBU/s320/August+2%252C+2011+002.JPG" t$="true" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kiddos have been down with the stomach flu for the past couple of days.&amp;nbsp; No fun.&amp;nbsp; But we all enjoyed a few days of hanging out&amp;nbsp;in our jams, drinking&amp;nbsp;the Gatorade rainbow,&amp;nbsp;and watching movies all day long!&amp;nbsp; I remember when I was little the best part about being sick was being able to watch The Price is Right.&amp;nbsp; Oh how we miss you Bob...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&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/2404860452280119194-6495020779156349707?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/6495020779156349707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=6495020779156349707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/6495020779156349707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/6495020779156349707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/08/sicklings.html' title='The Sicklings'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p6Ihw3a3yXs/TjhiqE-I_II/AAAAAAAAA9I/OJz-Q5X1iiA/s72-c/August+2%252C+2011+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-9139933795041739656</id><published>2011-07-30T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T09:41:20.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best {Extended} Weekend EVERRRR: Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;To continue on the greatness of last weekend, it turned out that Pete didn't have school or work for a few days the next week! So we decided to pack up and head to my parents' cabin, woohoo! We just love heading up there whenever we get a chance. It's so great to be free of distractions and just be able to focus on family time! What a treat! These are some of the activities that commenced:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some silly time on the porch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-73IRr09N_R0/TjQi-l8J8NI/AAAAAAAAA8M/zFTE8fYqPq8/s1600/July+30%252C+2011+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-73IRr09N_R0/TjQi-l8J8NI/AAAAAAAAA8M/zFTE8fYqPq8/s320/July+30%252C+2011+004.JPG" t$="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Hikes through the wilderness﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bdd7cZjuxPs/TjQjtcJ35wI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/k8QL6Zav5P0/s1600/July+30%252C+2011+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bdd7cZjuxPs/TjQjtcJ35wI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/k8QL6Zav5P0/s320/July+30%252C+2011+006.JPG" t$="true" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Big stick finding (a classic pastime)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NlkOGiW0tqA/TjQki_SmmAI/AAAAAAAAA8U/DpQSSRGarkk/s1600/July+30%252C+2011+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NlkOGiW0tqA/TjQki_SmmAI/AAAAAAAAA8U/DpQSSRGarkk/s320/July+30%252C+2011+007.JPG" t$="true" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mud playing (also a classic pastime)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ysKjrXg7Obo/TjQlTTJv_MI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/_sAY3h-u4OI/s1600/July+30%252C+2011+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ysKjrXg7Obo/TjQlTTJv_MI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/_sAY3h-u4OI/s320/July+30%252C+2011+013.JPG" t$="true" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jack's first ATV ride.&amp;nbsp; Don't worry, I'm an old pro﻿.&lt;br /&gt;And some trailer rides (my bum is &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; sore)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9A3PHU9NfbU/TjQl5DHGXnI/AAAAAAAAA8c/gl-oTW5PVrQ/s1600/July+30%252C+2011+026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9A3PHU9NfbU/TjQl5DHGXnI/AAAAAAAAA8c/gl-oTW5PVrQ/s200/July+30%252C+2011+026.JPG" t$="true" width="150px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z71xub2zCjY/TjQmjQSQnpI/AAAAAAAAA8g/ZthScOtyh60/s1600/July+30%252C+2011+028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z71xub2zCjY/TjQmjQSQnpI/AAAAAAAAA8g/ZthScOtyh60/s200/July+30%252C+2011+028.JPG" t$="true" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trip to the local country market for some frozen treats﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-74jsn9CtF5k/TjQnH_3VWFI/AAAAAAAAA8k/IFKJFWoODhw/s1600/July+30%252C+2011+023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-74jsn9CtF5k/TjQnH_3VWFI/AAAAAAAAA8k/IFKJFWoODhw/s320/July+30%252C+2011+023.JPG" t$="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And of course some&amp;nbsp;s'mores around the campfire.&amp;nbsp; Which, by the way,&amp;nbsp;it was my first time trying it made with a reece's pb cup in place of a plain ol' Hershey's bar... simply divine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sdx7k7ALyvU/TjQos6gyv5I/AAAAAAAAA8w/RVd66Fb0Izg/s1600/July+30%252C+2011+044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sdx7k7ALyvU/TjQos6gyv5I/AAAAAAAAA8w/RVd66Fb0Izg/s200/July+30%252C+2011+044.JPG" t$="true" width="150px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a9Q28wWQ22o/TjQoLMHNm1I/AAAAAAAAA8s/6PnlqFcG7pY/s1600/July+30%252C+2011+039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a9Q28wWQ22o/TjQoLMHNm1I/AAAAAAAAA8s/6PnlqFcG7pY/s200/July+30%252C+2011+039.JPG" t$="true" width="150px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ia8R1PHZO3k/TjQnmloTv5I/AAAAAAAAA8o/KMJhK4Ot8Zw/s1600/July+30%252C+2011+042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ia8R1PHZO3k/TjQnmloTv5I/AAAAAAAAA8o/KMJhK4Ot8Zw/s200/July+30%252C+2011+042.JPG" t$="true" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ag4ExXNwEIg/TjQpVxpvSXI/AAAAAAAAA80/vKkfzFfWgdY/s1600/July+30%252C+2011+046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ag4ExXNwEIg/TjQpVxpvSXI/AAAAAAAAA80/vKkfzFfWgdY/s200/July+30%252C+2011+046.JPG" t$="true" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-keM3Dm3ApIk/TjQp4O7bT7I/AAAAAAAAA84/rkWFfiCxGI4/s1600/July+30%252C+2011+047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-keM3Dm3ApIk/TjQp4O7bT7I/AAAAAAAAA84/rkWFfiCxGI4/s200/July+30%252C+2011+047.JPG" t$="true" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;No Jack, this&amp;nbsp;one is mine.&amp;nbsp; I don't care how longingly you stare, waving your chunky little arms at me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh fine!&amp;nbsp; Have a bite, you big food bully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We all had a great time and the weather was fantastic!&amp;nbsp; Big storms at night and overcast cloudy&amp;nbsp;skies during the day - such a nice escape from this painful&amp;nbsp;valley heat!&amp;nbsp; Blaughk.&amp;nbsp; We were so grateful for our time away!&amp;nbsp; Thanks good ol' cabin-o!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-9139933795041739656?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/9139933795041739656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=9139933795041739656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/9139933795041739656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/9139933795041739656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/07/best-extended-weekend-everrrr-part-2.html' title='The Best {Extended} Weekend EVERRRR: Part 2'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-73IRr09N_R0/TjQi-l8J8NI/AAAAAAAAA8M/zFTE8fYqPq8/s72-c/July+30%252C+2011+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-8485395913059745193</id><published>2011-07-28T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T09:30:58.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The BEST {Extended} Weekend EVERRRR: Part 1</title><content type='html'>Last Friday Pete and I had an ENTIRE day to ourselves.&amp;nbsp; For reals.&amp;nbsp; No kids, no obligations, no meetings, nada.&amp;nbsp; Just he and I, mano e mano.&amp;nbsp; Awesome.&amp;nbsp; What did we do with all that time you ask???&amp;nbsp; Well,&amp;nbsp;I thought you'd never ask...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9am &lt;/strong&gt;-&amp;nbsp;Big&amp;nbsp;sister Chelsea&amp;nbsp;came to our house and took over&amp;nbsp;parental responsibilities for the day (heaven bless you madam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9:30am&lt;/strong&gt; - Off to use our gift certificates for Hot Stone Massages... amazing!&amp;nbsp; The whole time we were checking in we were just giggling like kids, well, mainly me.&amp;nbsp; I guess I'm not very good at being serious.&amp;nbsp; But the 55 minute massage = delightful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10:50am&lt;/strong&gt; - Rushed to&amp;nbsp;Joe's Farm Grill before it closed it's breakfast menu!&amp;nbsp; Phew, we made it.&amp;nbsp; I ordered the Summer Vegetable Omelet (delicious!) and Pete got the Breakfast Tacos (equally delicious!).&amp;nbsp; Totally rockin'.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and to polish it off we thought we should get a Banana Cream Pie Milkshake (Pete) and a Lemon Cupcake (Me) from The Coffee Shop next store.&amp;nbsp; Let me just say that I will forever be ending all brunches with a lemon cupcake.&amp;nbsp; Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11:20am&lt;/strong&gt; - Had some time to kill, so decided to head to the theatre to see if anything was&amp;nbsp;playing (because when you have no kids, you can totally go see a movie in the middle of the day without any plans whatsoever!&amp;nbsp; Did you know that people actually&amp;nbsp;do this?!?!?)&amp;nbsp; We got there at 11:30, the new Captain America is playing at... 11:30.&amp;nbsp; Like they had it planned out just for us.&amp;nbsp; Perfecto!&amp;nbsp; Buy tickets, get good seats.&amp;nbsp; Deal.&amp;nbsp; Oh and the movie???&amp;nbsp; Not to shabby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1:45pm&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Walked out into the BLINDING AZ sun and think, hmmmm... What should we do now?&amp;nbsp; Well I just happened to get a smokin' deal at a hotel for the day.&amp;nbsp; So we headed on over, checked in, walked quickly to the room in sweet anticipation of what lied ahead, shut the windows, dimmed the lights, and yes, did exactly what you think we would do... napped.&amp;nbsp; During the day, without interruptions of "I need a snack!" or "Calvin wiped his booger on me!" or "Waaaaaa! Waaaaaa!"&amp;nbsp; Nope, just sweet silence, soft blankets, and happy napping.&amp;nbsp; So wrong, yet soooooo right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4:30pm&lt;/strong&gt; - Headed out to a little place we had heard about: The Queen Creek Olive Mill.&amp;nbsp; We have some of their Roasted Garlic Olive Oil and it is pure magic.&amp;nbsp; We heard that they have a little deli there opened during the day so we thought we should give it a go.&amp;nbsp; We got&amp;nbsp;to this big shed out in the middle of no where, thought it a little strange and underwhelming, and&amp;nbsp;then... we&amp;nbsp;walked into an olive oil wonderland.&amp;nbsp; So cool!&amp;nbsp; We checked out the menu and&amp;nbsp;ordered some bruchetta's, sandwiches, prickly pear lemonade,&amp;nbsp;and a couple of cannoli's&amp;nbsp;for good measure.&amp;nbsp; It was YUMMY!&amp;nbsp; Going to an olive mill to eat... check!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6pm&lt;/strong&gt; - Made a pit stop at home to check in on the kiddos and put Jack to bed (he still nurses to bed. I know, I know, wean the kid already.&amp;nbsp; I'm working on it.)&amp;nbsp; Come to discover that Paige's little bottom tooth was super loose!&amp;nbsp; First loose tooth for the Forbis Family = super big deal!!!&amp;nbsp; Pete gave it a little tug and out it came!&amp;nbsp; Weee!&amp;nbsp; So neat little Paigey- Pie!&amp;nbsp; Got Jack to bed and turned the kids back over to Chel for the remainder of the night so we could be on our next venture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7:30pm&lt;/strong&gt; - SUNSPLASH!!!&amp;nbsp; That's right, you read correctly, we went to Sunsplash for the night swim from 7 - 11pm, along with every other tween in the valley,&amp;nbsp;and it was incredible.&amp;nbsp; Packed beyond belief, but worth every second of waiting for the water rides of a lifetime!&amp;nbsp; Slides with&amp;nbsp;single tubes, double tubes, quadruple tubes, no tubes, lazy river, wave pool!&amp;nbsp;You name it, Sunsplash had it, and we did it my friends.&amp;nbsp; Seriously, probably the most fun we have had as a couple maybe since we've had kids.&amp;nbsp; Maybe?&amp;nbsp; No, definitely.&amp;nbsp; Needless to furtherly explain, it was raaaaaaad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11:25pm&lt;/strong&gt; - Stopped at Nielsen's Frozen Custard on the way back to our hotel for a little concrete treat.&amp;nbsp; And when&amp;nbsp;I say little I mean a colossal cup of creamy frozen custard blended with oreo's and raspberries (if you're Pete) or hot fudge and reece's cups (if you're me. yah, I'm a light dessert eater).&amp;nbsp; Heaven!&amp;nbsp; I just loved strolling into the joint soaked with wet&amp;nbsp;swim suits&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;the smell of chlorine, only to be surrounded by every other couple dressed to their finest on a night out.&amp;nbsp; Classy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11:50pm&lt;/strong&gt; - Even though we just had our dessert, all the running around at Sunsplash had worked us up quite the appetite.&amp;nbsp; So we did the only thing you're supposed to do when you're hungry late at night in AZ, we hit up Filiberto's for some carne asada burritos to take back to the hotel and chow on as we watched some late night&amp;nbsp;TV in our swimsuits.&amp;nbsp; It was completely irresponsible to our stomach's and our much needed rest, but it was so worth it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Later and into the next day...&lt;/strong&gt; Had a magnificent rest without kids in and out of our bed all night and it was just fan-freakin-tastic.&amp;nbsp; However, still woke up at the crack of dawn looking for a child&amp;nbsp;to soothe.&amp;nbsp; So we headed home at about 8am&amp;nbsp;to happily resume our parental duties.&amp;nbsp;You can take the mama out of &amp;nbsp;motherhood, but you can't take the motherhood out of the mama.&amp;nbsp; Yah, you can quote me on that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-8485395913059745193?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/8485395913059745193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=8485395913059745193' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/8485395913059745193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/8485395913059745193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/07/best-extended-weekend-everrrr-part-1.html' title='The BEST {Extended} Weekend EVERRRR: Part 1'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-2574562397966444538</id><published>2011-07-21T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T23:10:31.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Jack was blessed to experience his first ice cream cone yesterday via Auntie Chelsea via Chick-Fil-A.&amp;nbsp; This is how it went:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXHUBL2OXZg/TikNucaQvOI/AAAAAAAAA74/y-Gr6FDDtjk/s1600/21+July+2011+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXHUBL2OXZg/TikNucaQvOI/AAAAAAAAA74/y-Gr6FDDtjk/s320/21+July+2011+003.JPG" t$="true" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Hmmm, what is this little grapple that's been placed in my hands?&amp;nbsp; I better put my mouth all over it to see what it holds in store for me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GBp40NnE4A0/TikONEIAR5I/AAAAAAAAA78/gkWAkdmjenM/s1600/21+July+2011+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GBp40NnE4A0/TikONEIAR5I/AAAAAAAAA78/gkWAkdmjenM/s320/21+July+2011+005.JPG" t$="true" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;*Eyes wide and maddening with realization*&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; "OH MY WORD THIS IS THE BEST THING THAT HAS EVER&amp;nbsp;LAYED UPON&amp;nbsp;MY MORTAL TASTE BUDS!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;OH SWEETNESS, OH GLORY! &amp;nbsp;I MUST SHOVE IN&amp;nbsp;AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zQ1Jb6u0bjs/TikOwz0T4kI/AAAAAAAAA8A/MLUbJ6KGV-s/s1600/21+July+2011+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zQ1Jb6u0bjs/TikOwz0T4kI/AAAAAAAAA8A/MLUbJ6KGV-s/s320/21+July+2011+006.JPG" t$="true" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Ohhhh, half way done and it's still just as good as the first taste.&amp;nbsp; Bliss."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9fH2RZZUJbs/TikPSjBLo1I/AAAAAAAAA8E/aUv5j6IqbgM/s1600/21+July+2011+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9fH2RZZUJbs/TikPSjBLo1I/AAAAAAAAA8E/aUv5j6IqbgM/s320/21+July+2011+007.JPG" t$="true" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"How&amp;nbsp;dare you!&amp;nbsp; How&amp;nbsp;DARE you, Mother!&amp;nbsp; And to think, you say that you love me and then take such a form of perfection away from me!&amp;nbsp; Oh misery, oh death, take me soon if I can not be forever linked with my one true love..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xzWeogtSFaM/TikP2CLm22I/AAAAAAAAA8I/OsuYhiN-hM4/s1600/21+July+2011+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xzWeogtSFaM/TikP2CLm22I/AAAAAAAAA8I/OsuYhiN-hM4/s320/21+July+2011+004.JPG" t$="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the rest of the company either stared in shock and wonderment, or looked away in embarassment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well played you three.﻿&amp;nbsp; Well played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just so you know Jack, your other two siblings hardly got a lick of sugar before their first birthday.&amp;nbsp; So you just buck up and realize your luckiness of being number three.&amp;nbsp; I am WAY more layed back on so many levels; if you only knew my child!&amp;nbsp; So many rules that once stood have been thrown right out the window.&amp;nbsp; Soooooo many...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-2574562397966444538?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/2574562397966444538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=2574562397966444538' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/2574562397966444538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/2574562397966444538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/07/cone.html' title='The Cone'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXHUBL2OXZg/TikNucaQvOI/AAAAAAAAA74/y-Gr6FDDtjk/s72-c/21+July+2011+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-3786109015070529231</id><published>2011-07-19T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T21:03:11.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reward</title><content type='html'>We've been doing sticker charts for Paige and Cal this summer (thank you Mom, for the many many many summers of this) to give them something to do.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and to stop the "I'm Bored!" disease.&amp;nbsp; It seems to run rampant in our home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8B9NW_I279Y/TiZRDQn8JSI/AAAAAAAAA7s/qcbBXPASaBU/s1600/19+July+2011+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8B9NW_I279Y/TiZRDQn8JSI/AAAAAAAAA7s/qcbBXPASaBU/s200/19+July+2011+005.JPG" width="150px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CjFqkUuGZ3E/TiZQgeJXeRI/AAAAAAAAA7o/631tdfE9pxQ/s1600/19+July+2011+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150px" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CjFqkUuGZ3E/TiZQgeJXeRI/AAAAAAAAA7o/631tdfE9pxQ/s200/19+July+2011+004.JPG" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyways, they had earned enough to have their date with Mom and Dad, so we went today!&amp;nbsp; It was so much fun!&amp;nbsp; I'm pretty sure I was looking forward to it more than they.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A sticker or two may have found it's way on to their charts when it may or may not have been officially earned... it's just excess love, that's it, excess love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Jack stayed home with a sitter so it was just us and&amp;nbsp;the big kids.&amp;nbsp; Fun!&amp;nbsp; We started off with a fantastic lunch at the ever-so-delightful Cheesecake Factory (I will NEVER get sick of that place, Thai&amp;nbsp;Lettuce Wraps anyone???&amp;nbsp; They will change your life).&amp;nbsp; And of course, we ended that portion with the new GIANT Reece's PB Cup cheesecake.&amp;nbsp; INSANE people, it was insane on the&amp;nbsp;delicious meter.&amp;nbsp; My tummy is still sighing of delight...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yImwtFj8Ksk/TiZR_4lGTbI/AAAAAAAAA70/_35CuvZAK8E/s1600/19+July+2011+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yImwtFj8Ksk/TiZR_4lGTbI/AAAAAAAAA70/_35CuvZAK8E/s320/19+July+2011+008.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3y0aVFuJnrw/TiZRjgEHpRI/AAAAAAAAA7w/21tD-6Ify3E/s1600/19+July+2011+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3y0aVFuJnrw/TiZRjgEHpRI/AAAAAAAAA7w/21tD-6Ify3E/s200/19+July+2011+007.JPG" width="150px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Then we went and saw the new Winnie the Pooh movie all together.&amp;nbsp; It really was so cute, despite the grumpy faces posing for&amp;nbsp;this picture that was suposedly the happiest day of the summer.&amp;nbsp; But I agree, it is hard to pose happy in 110 degree weather.&amp;nbsp; A for effort kiddos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But yes, sticker charts = success!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-3786109015070529231?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/3786109015070529231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=3786109015070529231' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3786109015070529231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3786109015070529231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/07/reward.html' title='The Reward'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8B9NW_I279Y/TiZRDQn8JSI/AAAAAAAAA7s/qcbBXPASaBU/s72-c/19+July+2011+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-7377396193688557668</id><published>2011-07-19T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T20:32:44.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;There's much to say and much to do, but instead of digging up all the past, I'm just gonna dive right on in to our current status and go from there.&amp;nbsp; Much easier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LD2T5d6gyRg/TiZGhnV6KGI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/jlwEsNugNc0/s1600/14+July+2011+177.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="height: 209px; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; width: 240px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LD2T5d6gyRg/TiZGhnV6KGI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/jlwEsNugNc0/s320/14+July+2011+177.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Well, we are a family of five now&amp;nbsp;and life is NUTS and FUN and sometimes I'm not sure I'll make it through another day... but somehow I do, phew!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We're still in good ol' Arizonia and right about now is when I start cursing the sun.&amp;nbsp; It is SCORCHING!&amp;nbsp; But, we love our home, our neighbors, our friends, our&amp;nbsp;family, and we&amp;nbsp;feel&amp;nbsp;pretty darn&amp;nbsp;blessed to have all of&amp;nbsp;the above.&amp;nbsp; Here's the news on our fam:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zczkulMD7ik/TiZHOwwbmhI/AAAAAAAAA7U/HcpJFWW07jE/s1600/14+July+2011+174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zczkulMD7ik/TiZHOwwbmhI/AAAAAAAAA7U/HcpJFWW07jE/s320/14+July+2011+174.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Paige is 5.&amp;nbsp; Seriously.&amp;nbsp; And is counting down the 13 days until she (GULP) starts Kindergarten.&amp;nbsp; Seriously.&amp;nbsp; I die.&amp;nbsp; She's crazy, goofy, and dramalicious.&amp;nbsp; She does her best to keep up the little girl steroetype with princesses and playing pretend.&amp;nbsp; Success!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cPHWECATOyc/TiZIcV7YKYI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/H798SMCy8-E/s1600/14+July+2011+104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cPHWECATOyc/TiZIcV7YKYI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/H798SMCy8-E/s320/14+July+2011+104.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Calvin is now 3.&amp;nbsp; He's our own personal&amp;nbsp;little Jekyl and Hyde... one minute he is the sweetest, cutest, kindest, gentlest little&amp;nbsp;kiddo that you ever did lay your eyes on and it makes you want to just squeeze him forever with endless kisses and hugs... and then, in a split second,&amp;nbsp;he is the absolute definition of The Hulk.&amp;nbsp; Throwing everything in a mad rage, screaming at the top of his lungs at anything moving in sight, scratching, hitting, biting,&amp;nbsp;smashing, brutal destruction of all things living or non-living.&amp;nbsp; For reals.&amp;nbsp; Life with Calvin, well, it's a learning process.&amp;nbsp; But as is life, eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h_0LdR-_kKE/TiZI2AunCWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/PMxn8R093mE/s1600/16+July+2011+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h_0LdR-_kKE/TiZI2AunCWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/PMxn8R093mE/s320/16+July+2011+009.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Jack Attack is almost 10 months!!&amp;nbsp; Whaaaaa???&amp;nbsp; How did that happen?&amp;nbsp; Where did that little infant I was just rocking yesterday go???&amp;nbsp; Oh yah, that's him, the 27 pounder crawling everywhere, wearing 24-month clothing&amp;nbsp;and putting&amp;nbsp;everything possible in his chubby little mouth.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He is&amp;nbsp;hilarious!&amp;nbsp; I just love that&amp;nbsp;goofy little&amp;nbsp;goober!&amp;nbsp; He is for sure&amp;nbsp;our family heart-throb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Mt71emQmiA/TiZJpOZ3H7I/AAAAAAAAA7g/bHqAneTp33M/s1600/14+July+2011+116.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Mt71emQmiA/TiZJpOZ3H7I/AAAAAAAAA7g/bHqAneTp33M/s320/14+July+2011+116.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Peter-Patrick is still&amp;nbsp;da bomb.&amp;nbsp; Work, school, play with the kiddos, kickin it with me, read any comic/teen fiction book in sight,&amp;nbsp;and repeat.&amp;nbsp; Keepin' it real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KIhO3lZaQqY/TiZKHm9VHTI/AAAAAAAAA7k/wFhPH68hOvg/s1600/14+July+2011+182.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KIhO3lZaQqY/TiZKHm9VHTI/AAAAAAAAA7k/wFhPH68hOvg/s320/14+July+2011+182.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;As for myself, I have one word.&amp;nbsp; Crazaziness.&amp;nbsp; Yup.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and a whole lotta good times thrown in with it.&amp;nbsp; You know, that's just how I roll.&amp;nbsp; Crazy life, crazy fun.&amp;nbsp; Lovin' it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So that's us as of Summer of&amp;nbsp;2011.&amp;nbsp; Now let's see if we can keep this blog&amp;nbsp;thing goin' on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-7377396193688557668?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/7377396193688557668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=7377396193688557668' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/7377396193688557668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/7377396193688557668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/07/update.html' title='The Update'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LD2T5d6gyRg/TiZGhnV6KGI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/jlwEsNugNc0/s72-c/14+July+2011+177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-3440196947935198812</id><published>2011-07-14T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T13:57:38.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in The Saddle</title><content type='html'>Forbis Fever is under construction and will be back from its two year hiatus shortly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-3440196947935198812?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/3440196947935198812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=3440196947935198812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3440196947935198812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3440196947935198812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2011/07/back-in-saddle.html' title='Back in The Saddle'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-101783366298894294</id><published>2009-04-29T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Dear</title><content type='html'>We had the pleasure of visiting Patrick's family in Utah last week and boy did we have some FUN! Plenty of adventures, and lots of pictures. So enough with the chit chat... here you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Calvin did GREAT on his first flight. Fell asleep during take off and woke up as we pulled up to the gate.  Bless you my child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330329306933392434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SfkiQ2uedDI/AAAAAAAAA4c/y2hXGiEegTI/s320/IMG_0666.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uncle Cameron and Uncle Dave celebrating our arrival with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Paigey&lt;/span&gt; - Poo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330331354752849730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SfkkIDcrl0I/AAAAAAAAA4k/ktfsWgdrcJc/s320/IMG_0668.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Aunt Summer soaking up some nephew time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330331359141891842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SfkkITzHDwI/AAAAAAAAA4s/ZyiGpk6rv8s/s320/IMG_0669.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Heritage&lt;/span&gt; Center there in Logan for baby animal days - it was so great!  And so GORGEOUS!!!  Curse you Arizona, why can't you be a little more like your big brother Utah??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330333663103696946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SfkmOauaQDI/AAAAAAAAA5E/cHveXx8cULM/s320/IMG_0684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was seriously so cool, you just got to throw, ahem, &lt;em&gt;place&lt;/em&gt; your kids in with the cute little baby animals and they could just mosey on up to them.  With heavy supervision of course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330332408366937506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SfklFYd2taI/AAAAAAAAA40/EVupafuSuOM/s320/IMG_0672.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calvin explored his beginning of manhood.  Stick.  Man.  Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SfklF2U2aqI/AAAAAAAAA48/-CRVKzIVHZs/s1600-h/IMG_0687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330332416382233250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SfklF2U2aqI/AAAAAAAAA48/-CRVKzIVHZs/s320/IMG_0687.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also got to see some of Patrick's grandparents.  Here's Grandpa Ernie and his wife, Patrick's dad, Dewain, Patrick , and the kiddos.  I love getting generation pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330333664961167266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SfkmOhpQ_6I/AAAAAAAAA5M/h6Y5mpB2ymY/s320/IMG_0694.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also got to take a day and head up to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rexburg&lt;/span&gt; - home of our college and meeting grounds.  SO MUCH FUN!  Talk about a trip down memory lane.  So many great changes, especially the new beautiful temple.   Way to go &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Burgtown&lt;/span&gt;.  And ya, Calvin was SACKED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330334893735305602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SfknWDL2YYI/AAAAAAAAA5c/yR7PP-FVUEE/s320/IMG_0703.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walking around campus was a JOKE.  I felt so old with all the little 18 year &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; running around.  I felt like I might as well have been pushing a walker in place of a stroller.  Good times.  No, but we did had a great time seeing some of our old professors an friends and catching up.  Good to go back, but good to be gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330334892501598002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SfknV-ltfzI/AAAAAAAAA5U/nr3zOS88h_M/s320/IMG_0697.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to snap a quick picture in front of our first house...  well, apartment.  Nevertheless, there were some great memories in that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SfkobjCO8MI/AAAAAAAAA5k/kY5P1FAuwys/s1600-h/IMG_0721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330336087695880386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SfkobjCO8MI/AAAAAAAAA5k/kY5P1FAuwys/s320/IMG_0721.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We also took a day and drove down to Ogden to this amazing children's museum - The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Treehouse&lt;/span&gt;. LOVED IT!!!  It is seriously by far the best place for kids that I have EVER EVER been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330337717223250114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/Sfkp6Zf1WMI/AAAAAAAAA50/Ndzs_iBU4O8/s320/IMG_0728.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dr. Paige... Paging Dr. Paige.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/Sfkp6nlVRfI/AAAAAAAAA58/l2leQalBWKc/s1600-h/IMG_0736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330337721004410354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/Sfkp6nlVRfI/AAAAAAAAA58/l2leQalBWKc/s320/IMG_0736.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Checkmate again???  Dang, I gotta step up my chess game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330338634541504450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SfkqvyxjF8I/AAAAAAAAA6E/U0jOGoOwjkU/s320/IMG_0740.JPG" /&gt;Paige caught us trying to sneak some action in the Germany house. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gutan&lt;/span&gt; Tag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SfkqwBbNcrI/AAAAAAAAA6M/O6BniURu5M4/s1600-h/IMG_0743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330338638474343090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SfkqwBbNcrI/AAAAAAAAA6M/O6BniURu5M4/s320/IMG_0743.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "A little tea in the Great &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Britain&lt;/span&gt; house before our departure Sir Daddy?" &lt;br /&gt;"Why yes Miss Paige, I would be delighted!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330340921697833746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/Sfks07GHExI/AAAAAAAAA6U/QdsdAsNSORE/s320/IMG_0745.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I also got to see my long lost friend Kelsey and her ADORABLE little baby Hallie! We had such a great time being together and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;reminiscing&lt;/span&gt; about the good &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' days of Culinary Arts and so on.  We just needed our third Musketeer, Dawn - we missed you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/Sfks1MSmIAI/AAAAAAAAA6c/fpPzQvW6QW4/s1600-h/IMG_0749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330340926313603074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/Sfks1MSmIAI/AAAAAAAAA6c/fpPzQvW6QW4/s320/IMG_0749.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Within our gathering we decided to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;be trove&lt;/span&gt; Calvin and Hallie to one another.  Sorry kids, that's the way things work around here.  Get ready to love each other.  I think their faces say yes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330344168152014130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/Sfkvx5FGnTI/AAAAAAAAA6k/lL2oP_8wJg4/s320/IMG_0756.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is how family prayers went.  Who knew we had a mountain goat for a child???  Thanks Forbis family for having us - we loved every minute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SfkvyLEr2FI/AAAAAAAAA6s/90H2BvbWle0/s1600-h/IMG_0766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330344172982098002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SfkvyLEr2FI/AAAAAAAAA6s/90H2BvbWle0/s320/IMG_0766.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMEN!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-101783366298894294?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/101783366298894294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=101783366298894294' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/101783366298894294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/101783366298894294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-dear.html' title='Oh Dear'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SfkiQ2uedDI/AAAAAAAAA4c/y2hXGiEegTI/s72-c/IMG_0666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-2975402207249542323</id><published>2009-04-08T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Apologies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know that I said I was back from a break, and technically I was, but only for that one second.  Truth be told I've been on a huge food storage kick for the past few weeks and I am BOUND AND DETERMINED to complete the majority of it by the end of the month!  Including menu planning, organizing, purchasing, and storing. So yes, I have been placing that well ahead of my blogging cause I am a horrid multi-tasker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is what's been going on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a Bday, 25th to be exact, and I feel like such an OLD FART. Blaughk. Before I felt all cute and fun in my young 20's but now it's like, "No Amy, don't even think you relate to those college and high school days anymore... you're 25 now. A woman."  Guess I should stop playing my Nintendo DS now too. Dang it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322512497489941298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/Sd1c6qV3EzI/AAAAAAAAA30/xYNnp1qPhGU/s320/IMG_0501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter-Patrick did throw me a fantastic Bday junk food and movie festivity night and it was AWESOME!! I'm pretty sure he ordered the ENTIRE Taco Bell menu - oh snap! Thanks P-Diddy, you're the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Princess Paige" (that is her new name, princess everything nowadays even though I vowed I would NEVER do the princess thing) also had a Bday - 3 YEARS OLD!!! Ahhhhhh! Didn't we just bring her home from the hospital yesterday?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(poster made by Uncle David, she loves the thing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322512504264087714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/Sd1c7Dk8WKI/AAAAAAAAA4E/MOSGAi6sW88/s320/IMG_0519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time, however I am wondering why it's the "terrible two's" and not the "tumultuous three's" cause let me tell you what, Paige's entire year of age 2 was FAR BETTER than these past few weeks of 3. Love the little booger all the same.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322512509353852370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/Sd1c7Wib_dI/AAAAAAAAA4M/0czalfDRZG8/s320/IMG_0522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322512514268253634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/Sd1c7o2HzcI/AAAAAAAAA4U/GfxipvKpScI/s320/IMG_0541.JPG" border="0" /&gt; And Mr. Calvin, still a little stud just growing like no other and being quite the Mamma's boy. LOVE him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322512507233428466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/Sd1c7Oo44_I/AAAAAAAAA38/4xuEj5lv7_0/s320/IMG_0511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And now off to completing our food storage. So now you know why I'm ignoring the bloggy-blog world. Wish me luck!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-2975402207249542323?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/2975402207249542323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=2975402207249542323' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/2975402207249542323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/2975402207249542323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-apologies.html' title='My Apologies...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/Sd1c6qV3EzI/AAAAAAAAA30/xYNnp1qPhGU/s72-c/IMG_0501.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-3697897505372987120</id><published>2009-03-17T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Break and Bangs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was sick of blogging so I decided to take a break, but rest assured, I'm back. And in the meantime I did something I vowed I would never do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BANGS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I decided it was time to step up my mom game. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/ScCUy-JCLtI/AAAAAAAAA3E/-deF2Mk0bzM/s1600-h/IMG_0463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314411163692445394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/ScCUy-JCLtI/AAAAAAAAA3E/-deF2Mk0bzM/s320/IMG_0463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&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/2404860452280119194-3697897505372987120?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/3697897505372987120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=3697897505372987120' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3697897505372987120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3697897505372987120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2009/03/break-and-bangs.html' title='Break and Bangs'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/ScCUy-JCLtI/AAAAAAAAA3E/-deF2Mk0bzM/s72-c/IMG_0463.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-2509109872850523306</id><published>2009-02-24T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dapper Dan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who says boys aren't as fun to dress as girls??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not I my friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Most girls I know don't get to wear ties&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306575411612523922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SaS-OK78nZI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/n92WCutkWsI/s320/IMG_0357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vintage Reebok track suits??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pretty sure those are just for the men&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306612657678124162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SaTgGLV_BII/AAAAAAAAA2w/zFCvQM86_So/s320/IMG_0291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And classy pick-up line shirts... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(reads: "Whale you be mine?" thanks Gma).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not too many chicks can get away with that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SaS-OWITgqI/AAAAAAAAA2o/p9xzrLIwubA/s1600-h/IMG_0286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306575402875709394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SaS-NqY7Z9I/AAAAAAAAA2I/T_-ja_nvq-c/s320/IMG_0382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And I don't know many girls bold enough to dress to match their ferocious man eating lion.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SaS-OKzqfnI/AAAAAAAAA2g/UnxmPzbyVc0/s1600-h/IMG_0323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306575411577781874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SaS-OKzqfnI/AAAAAAAAA2g/UnxmPzbyVc0/s320/IMG_0323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm pretty sure it ain't too kosher for the ladies to be flashin' the boobies all day long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SaS-NzdgAoI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/o8VoCbK6MYI/s1600-h/IMG_0374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306575405310804610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SaS-NzdgAoI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/o8VoCbK6MYI/s320/IMG_0374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh ya, life is SWEET as a man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-2509109872850523306?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/2509109872850523306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=2509109872850523306' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/2509109872850523306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/2509109872850523306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2009/02/dapper-dan.html' title='Dapper Dan'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SaS-OK78nZI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/n92WCutkWsI/s72-c/IMG_0357.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-5318544182530837433</id><published>2009-02-23T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Just a Love Machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My cute little sis Meagan has this cute little boyfriend Preston and &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; has this cute little VW Wagon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SaQY63o8lCI/AAAAAAAAA0g/jC0lVXZr8Fo/s1600-h/IMG_0397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306393660596458530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SaQY63o8lCI/AAAAAAAAA0g/jC0lVXZr8Fo/s320/IMG_0397.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So 6 of us, all 20 and older, piled in and went for a joyride. It was outrageous - I almost forgot I had kids for a minute. That thing has a table, fridge, oven, stove, sink, 2 full size beds, and more! I never knew the wagons were so amazing! I'm not kidding, if that puppy had more than 1 carseat able chair we'd be all over it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;P-Daddy gettin' CRAZY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SaQboVzT0kI/AAAAAAAAA0o/Lwest0svRTo/s1600-h/IMG_0390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306396640810357314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SaQboVzT0kI/AAAAAAAAA0o/Lwest0svRTo/s320/IMG_0390.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bee's hub Alex gettin' ready to POUNCE - YOWZA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SaQbpv_usfI/AAAAAAAAA1A/75OPYtAVeT0/s1600-h/IMG_0392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306396665021641202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SaQbpv_usfI/AAAAAAAAA1A/75OPYtAVeT0/s320/IMG_0392.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meags and Preston - of course they love it, it &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; a love machine after all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306396653709674082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SaQbpF2vxmI/AAAAAAAAA04/NgWNlt4U7ac/s320/IMG_0393.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Bee and Alex feeling the affects of the grooviness&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SaQbogGbO-I/AAAAAAAAA0w/A6-z-cGxQaQ/s1600-h/IMG_0391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306396643574889442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SaQbogGbO-I/AAAAAAAAA0w/A6-z-cGxQaQ/s320/IMG_0391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-5318544182530837433?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/5318544182530837433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=5318544182530837433' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/5318544182530837433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/5318544182530837433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-just-love-machine.html' title='It&amp;#39;s Just a Love Machine'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SaQY63o8lCI/AAAAAAAAA0g/jC0lVXZr8Fo/s72-c/IMG_0397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-771805560266523837</id><published>2009-02-16T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News, Bad News</title><content type='html'>Good News: Calvin is crawling!! Hello baby independence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SZoUCaoWtWI/AAAAAAAAAzU/FaazANJFPUI/s1600-h/IMG_0248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SZoUCaoWtWI/AAAAAAAAAzU/FaazANJFPUI/s400/IMG_0248.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303573542923056482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad News: Calvin is crawling. Goodbye cute interior decor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-771805560266523837?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/771805560266523837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=771805560266523837' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/771805560266523837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/771805560266523837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-news-bad-news.html' title='Good News, Bad News'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SZoUCaoWtWI/AAAAAAAAAzU/FaazANJFPUI/s72-c/IMG_0248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-1396074136669695159</id><published>2009-02-14T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Kid on the Block</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have a new little niece! Sophia Marie Forbis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SZet426odnI/AAAAAAAAAzE/Iw0lvb-lxqs/s1600-h/Forbis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302898278577763954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SZet426odnI/AAAAAAAAAzE/Iw0lvb-lxqs/s320/Forbis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrick's brother Cameron and his wife Tiffany had her just a few weeks ago and I was FINALLY able to get a hold of some pictures - what a babe little Sophie! Can't wait to spoil my first little niece - watch out Paige, your time as the only granddaughter has come to an end. Congrats Cam and Tiff! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-1396074136669695159?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/1396074136669695159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=1396074136669695159' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/1396074136669695159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/1396074136669695159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-kid-on-block.html' title='New Kid on the Block'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SZet426odnI/AAAAAAAAAzE/Iw0lvb-lxqs/s72-c/Forbis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-3360522675276268066</id><published>2009-02-10T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Buddy... My Buddy!</title><content type='html'>I hope you all sang that little 80's doll "My Buddy" jingle in your head when you read the title, so classic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having two kiddos has it's ups and downs but I have to say that I absolutely love having them together. They always get along great and do really well at entertaining each other. They really are such a blast - and then I realize that I really do have two chiquitas - when did that happen??? sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's nice to have each other when your mom (me) makes you take cheesy pictures all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301234286619319858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SZHEfx0Q3jI/AAAAAAAAAy0/b67y4LChlPI/s320/IMG_0088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And someone to share the wagon rides around the block with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SZHEgEXyl4I/AAAAAAAAAy8/8Uk7GxQ-aLE/s1600-h/25January2009+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301234291600168834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SZHEgEXyl4I/AAAAAAAAAy8/8Uk7GxQ-aLE/s320/25January2009+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And who wouldn't love double booty time in the tub??&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SZG68zvSNzI/AAAAAAAAAys/yhtv4PgDHqg/s1600-h/IMG_0142+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301223790235236146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SZG68zvSNzI/AAAAAAAAAys/yhtv4PgDHqg/s320/IMG_0142+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh the bike trailer - so nice to have someone else to share in the humiliation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SZG68isKvjI/AAAAAAAAAyk/eYFVy3EWeV4/s1600-h/IMG_0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301223785658760754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SZG68isKvjI/AAAAAAAAAyk/eYFVy3EWeV4/s320/IMG_0153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best... story time in the buff is always better with two!&lt;br /&gt;(or three when I'm in the mood, haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SZGz_ws9aeI/AAAAAAAAAyc/CVZQaC7fLd8/s1600-h/IMG_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301216144378391010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SZGz_ws9aeI/AAAAAAAAAyc/CVZQaC7fLd8/s320/IMG_0131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-3360522675276268066?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/3360522675276268066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=3360522675276268066' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3360522675276268066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3360522675276268066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-buddy-my-buddy.html' title='My Buddy... My Buddy!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SZHEfx0Q3jI/AAAAAAAAAy0/b67y4LChlPI/s72-c/IMG_0088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-8000164325789341861</id><published>2009-02-02T12:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP ME PLEASE!</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm not one to take my troubles to the web... but I AM DESPERATE! Calvin has always been an excellent sleeper, but it's been about 3 weeks now and he is just plain REFUSING to sleep at night. He'll go down pretty good around 8 but then wake up screaming at 2ish every night and be in and out of screaming fits for the rest of the night. Ugggg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I am BEGGING any and all of you to give me some tips 'cause I've tried just about EVERYTHING (doctor visits - they say he's fine, crying it out, nursing, holding, co-sleeping, humidifier, heater, night light, singing, teething pills, and on and on...) and I am still a zombie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Moping Mommy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-8000164325789341861?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/8000164325789341861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=8000164325789341861' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/8000164325789341861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/8000164325789341861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2009/02/help-me-please.html' title='HELP ME PLEASE!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-349025110217291475</id><published>2009-01-25T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Still My Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THIS...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295436574493696994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SX0rghFO4-I/AAAAAAAAAxs/XJ909nl08k8/s400/25January2009+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is what my 28 year old husband and his 29 year old brother David are doing as we speak. This is following the weekend long expedition at the Arizona ComiCon. For those of you who don't speak nerd - that stands for Comic Convention. My love grows stronger still...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-349025110217291475?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/349025110217291475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=349025110217291475' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/349025110217291475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/349025110217291475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2009/01/be-still-my-heart.html' title='Be Still My Heart'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SX0rghFO4-I/AAAAAAAAAxs/XJ909nl08k8/s72-c/25January2009+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-1218694587378006937</id><published>2009-01-21T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Calveeno</title><content type='html'>Since Paige has had the spotlight for a while I decided to showcase our little man so he doesn't feel left out... 'cause he reads this blog faithfully and all, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's right before his first haircut we gave him the other night. He HATED it. But now he's even more handsome... so watch out all you ladies out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SXffP875EhI/AAAAAAAAAw0/iQf3bAnXiag/s1600-h/IMG_0137+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293945352145670674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SXffP875EhI/AAAAAAAAAw0/iQf3bAnXiag/s320/IMG_0137+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Just showing some pureed food love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SXffPhBdWiI/AAAAAAAAAws/OxtmBldFdn8/s1600-h/IMG_0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293945344652827170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SXffPhBdWiI/AAAAAAAAAws/OxtmBldFdn8/s320/IMG_0120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just can't get enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SXffPuEPqRI/AAAAAAAAAwk/ItR7DECVruA/s1600-h/IMG_0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293945348154173714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SXffPuEPqRI/AAAAAAAAAwk/ItR7DECVruA/s320/IMG_0096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made some good buddy time with cousin Gus over the Christmas Holiday. I'm pretty sure they're going to be quite the pair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SXffPKlDdTI/AAAAAAAAAwc/eC1oG5O0jsg/s1600-h/IMG_0076+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293945338628109618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SXffPKlDdTI/AAAAAAAAAwc/eC1oG5O0jsg/s320/IMG_0076+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is where he spends a hefty amount of time. This kid is a CRUISER in this thing. Now I know that doctors say to stay away from these walkers so when my mom asked if he would want one for Christmas I kind of shuddered at the thought. But lo and behold - it is the BEST THING EVER! He seriously loves it and now they make them extra safe with brake pads and everything... FANCY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294374730193607986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SXllxCz-nTI/AAAAAAAAAxk/dFKPnYWpaqE/s320/IMG_0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2404860452280119194-1218694587378006937?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/1218694587378006937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=1218694587378006937' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/1218694587378006937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/1218694587378006937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2009/01/calveeno.html' title='Calveeno'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SXffP875EhI/AAAAAAAAAw0/iQf3bAnXiag/s72-c/IMG_0137+(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-4888203956518753611</id><published>2009-01-16T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Peeculiar Day</title><content type='html'>Potty Training - Day 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We added the undies and a skirt today because ready or not, we had things to do and places to go. She went once before we left in the morning no problem, then we were off to music class and Grandma's house and she did great! No issues whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed home for some movie time (still not allowed on the couch-sorry Paigey) while Calvin took his nap - wanted to see if a distraction of a movie caused issues but nope, still clear. Then we walked to the doctors for Cal's flu shot and walked on over to see her cousins, "The Boys" (thank you Power Ranch for making everything in walking distance!). I was worried that all the walking would wiggle it out of her or catch her by surprise but again, she was fine. About 15 minutes into the visit I just hear a faint "Mommy?" and I turn around as she says "Me need to go potty" and poor girl had just completely soaked herself. COMPLETELY. I felt so bad for her but couldn't help a little chuckle cause it was kind of cute in a wet your pants sort of way. So we just cleaned up and went on - trading out our Cinderella roos for some robot ones (thanks Tate). When I asked her why she didn't use the potty she just held up the little rubber bug and said "me want to keep playing!" I guess we'll work on that concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But other than the one accident (which I am SO GRATEFUL was not in public) she did pretty well for first day in clothes post potty training. I'm sure there will be many more "moments" to come but I'm pretty proud of the little bug. Way to go Paige - we ALL survived (so far)! And that my friends concludes the potty training diaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291959376640732258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SXDRA9p37GI/AAAAAAAAAwM/LMsAqpIUfnA/s400/16Jan2009+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-4888203956518753611?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/4888203956518753611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=4888203956518753611' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/4888203956518753611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/4888203956518753611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2009/01/peeculiar-day.html' title='A Peeculiar Day'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SXDRA9p37GI/AAAAAAAAAwM/LMsAqpIUfnA/s72-c/16Jan2009+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-5379836566904679016</id><published>2009-01-15T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L-M-N-O...pee</title><content type='html'>Potty Training - Day 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It went perfectly! She had no accidents whatsoever. Just went on in and did her thing and then moved on all throughout the day - HOORAY FOR PAIGE! Now we'll see how today goes with adding clothes and a few outings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*DISCLAIMER- Before you go thinking that my life is perfect (in the potty training area) you should know that I tried doing this a year ago and it was A TOTAL DISASTER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-5379836566904679016?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/5379836566904679016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=5379836566904679016' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/5379836566904679016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/5379836566904679016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2009/01/l-m-n-opee.html' title='L-M-N-O...pee'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-5655341553108792465</id><published>2009-01-13T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess and the Pee</title><content type='html'>Well, today was the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;official&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; start of our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;official&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; potty training and it went surprisingly well. Decided to strip her down stark style (thank you for the tips/inspiration fellow bloggers) and just go for it. Now, I write this in detail not because I expect you to want to read everything about my life... but for any of you who are thinking about doing this terrible task anytime soon and are completely clueless such as I.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://blog.seattlepi.nwsource.com/adventuresinparenting/library/iStock_000001854269XSmall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paige got up and first thing we did, off with the diaper. Gave her a big pep talk on how she is a big girl now and no more diapers, etc. Asked her if she needed to go but the answer was no. Went about our daily business - breakfast, dressed(only shirt today - she was bugged and confused but we pushed through) and cleaning/laundry cause that's what we do on Tuesdays. I just kept asking her every now and then if she needed to go and she just said "no... not yet". It had been a while so I decided it was time to sit on the pot even if she didn't think she needed to just so she could get the idea that it was an all day thing. She was a little apprehensive so I decided to show off my skills (yes, I am admitting to the blogging world that I did this, love me anyways please) to give her a little encouragement and sure enough she hopped on right after me and tinkle town was marked! Since it was the first of the day I made sure to teach her the whole process in detail (lifting the lid, how to climb on, going, wiping, flushing, hand washing) so that when she needs to go she doesn't have to depend on me for anything and she can do it all by herself. Nothing worse than having to wipe a kids butt who you don't even know at church. So we had her Peep treat (cause peep and poop get different treats) and she was happy as could be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to load her up with some water/juice to get things going so she could get some more practice and just kept watching her. Now our house has some tile but mostly carpet. So the rules went: no getting on the couch or beds and if she wanted to sit down to play she had to stick to the designated towels I had strategically placed around the house. It may sound stingy but be my guest if you want to clean up peed on carpet all day - NO THANK YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So about an hour later I'm in my room and she comes running in saying she needed to pee. She hopped on and went perfectly! Huzzah! But I did notice she had a tiny stream mark on the top of her leg so I asked if she had gone and she replied "just a tiny tiny bit but then ran to the potty". Good, I have my proof that her being naked is serving a purpose - she felt the peep going down her leg, stopped it (impressive I thought), and ran to the bathroom to finish up. Got her the peep treat and life was good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little later I was putting Calvin down for his nap so I told her to stay on her towel and play. Mid nursing I hear the bathroom door open, toilet lid slam up and just think "oh boy, please please please". I walk out a minute later after putting him in bed and she rounds the corner "POO POO!!" Sure enough, she had done it all by herself! I used a wipe just to make sure her bum was totally clear but she had done a pretty good job herself. And glory be... she finally got her poop treat she's been wanting for weeks now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next instance... I'm putting away laundry and I just hear "Mommy where are you?!?!" Run into the bathroom and there's poor Paigey standing in the middle of the most gigantic puddle of pee I've ever seen. So I asked her what happened and she just told me she didn't make it in time. But progress knowing that she was headed for the toilet. We cleaned it up together (which I've read is important so they know it's not all fun and games) and continued. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To make a long story short (too late), we had two more perfectly successful peeps and then off to bed with a diaper on. Sorry, I'm not woman enough to tackle the nightime battle yet. So if you're still reading, there you have it. Potty training day 1. We'll see what tomorrow brings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-5655341553108792465?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/5655341553108792465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=5655341553108792465' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/5655341553108792465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/5655341553108792465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2009/01/princess-and-pee.html' title='Princess and the Pee'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-861686770575657033</id><published>2009-01-06T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Ketchup</title><content type='html'>Not much to say other than the holiday was WONDERFUL!!  We had a jolly good time so here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Christmas Eve we bundled up (yes bundled up even though it was only 50 something degrees- gotta use our winter clothes SOMEHOW) to go to the Mesa Temple to look at the lights and attend a little outdoor concert that my brother Jordan did - which was awesome as always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288225845560133538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SWONY2imx6I/AAAAAAAAAvM/JE5_-YO6PcU/s320/31December2008+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Snuggle buddies &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288225833087881330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SWONYIE_UHI/AAAAAAAAAu8/bEsKt0pYMvs/s320/31December2008+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Us too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288225842852429234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SWONYsdCfbI/AAAAAAAAAvE/hYo1ugBZNIA/s320/31December2008+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then headed home to open up our traditional Eve present - Christmas Jammies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288225843965089842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SWONYwmUWDI/AAAAAAAAAvU/t5MchWy6tJs/s320/31December2008+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Group jammie picture - not too bad for a timer shot eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288225850475434546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SWONZI2gUjI/AAAAAAAAAvc/GmKbPcnvY8o/s320/31December2008+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CHRISTMAS MORNING!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Piage was more than happy to help little Cal out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288227640260700034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SWOPBUUkJ4I/AAAAAAAAAvk/hGRhS3vQDow/s320/31December2008+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Cal is STILL trying to get a hold of the topple pengiun he got from Santa - so amusing to watch that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288227649037460578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SWOPB1BG5GI/AAAAAAAAAvs/3MSmL6oBqMk/s320/31December2008+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Paige couldn't be more thrilled to finally have her very own kitchen and tea party set - and she better be cause that dang thing took 4HOURS to put together...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288227663759639186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SWOPCr3JgpI/AAAAAAAAAwE/zrYxLwCShbc/s320/31December2008+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Complete with chef outfit thanks to Grandma Forbis - I'm thinking of whipping mine out for a matching picture - haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288227657232952434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SWOPCTjELHI/AAAAAAAAAv8/shql0FKJuEY/s320/31December2008+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways there are plenty of more pics but they are all on our NEW CAMERA - HIP HIP HOORAY!!! But I'm still figuring it out how to upload so the rest is yet to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2404860452280119194-861686770575657033?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/861686770575657033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=861686770575657033' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/861686770575657033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/861686770575657033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-ketchup.html' title='Christmas Ketchup'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SWONY2imx6I/AAAAAAAAAvM/JE5_-YO6PcU/s72-c/31December2008+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-3091585721141913717</id><published>2008-12-17T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho Ho Ho</title><content type='html'>This is how pictures with Santa went: &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paige was freaking out with excitement the entire way there and then cried in fear as soon as we saw him - only talked to him to get the free cookie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280821734996430402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SUk_Y5SfzkI/AAAAAAAAAuI/aPKtxCjtkEA/s320/17+Dec.+2008+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And Calvin couldn't give a woot about the whole thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280821736538075970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SUk_Y_CDc0I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/QID67OTO_Gc/s320/17+Dec.+2008+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So I guess I should be happy my little girl won't sit on a strange man's lap.  Merry Christmas!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-3091585721141913717?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/3091585721141913717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=3091585721141913717' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3091585721141913717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3091585721141913717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/12/ho-ho-ho.html' title='Ho Ho Ho'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SUk_Y5SfzkI/AAAAAAAAAuI/aPKtxCjtkEA/s72-c/17+Dec.+2008+031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-4312684343165690552</id><published>2008-12-05T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thebomb.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; That's what these are... bombdiggity.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had our first family pictures taken a week or so ago and it was so fun. But the coolest part was our photographers... Stacie and Geoff! I've known Stacie forever and she is so awesome - she and her cute new hubby are AMAZING at photos and are such a blast to work with. Seriously, if you're looking for someone in AZ check them out - they are great with kids, have tons of great/cute/creative pics ideas and could not be easier to get along with! And did I mention that they are adorable??? Cause they are... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, here's a few cute ones but I'm saving the best for our CHRISTMAS CARD!! So PUH-LEEZE email me your address (amyforbis at hotmail dot com) and I would LOVE to send you one! And don't feel all silly about inviting yourself cause I'm pretty sure if you read this blog you deserve a little card...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276385050919185538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/STl8P5I4LII/AAAAAAAAAuA/GkMTXLbFzlM/s320/IMG_3555.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/STl7Ea75ZvI/AAAAAAAAAt4/31jAyjdGA5I/s1600-h/IMG_3657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276383754321487602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/STl7Ea75ZvI/AAAAAAAAAt4/31jAyjdGA5I/s320/IMG_3657.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/STl6LqVIQII/AAAAAAAAAtw/eJyBxVQrMyA/s1600-h/IMG_3584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276382779201306754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/STl6LqVIQII/AAAAAAAAAtw/eJyBxVQrMyA/s320/IMG_3584.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276381939525755474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/STl5ayS4IlI/AAAAAAAAAto/A-hK66_bVas/s320/IMG_3698.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-4312684343165690552?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/4312684343165690552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=4312684343165690552' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/4312684343165690552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/4312684343165690552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/12/thebombcom.html' title='thebomb.com'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/STl8P5I4LII/AAAAAAAAAuA/GkMTXLbFzlM/s72-c/IMG_3555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-6797734572633414169</id><published>2008-12-01T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkey Lurkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We met up Patrick's family in St. George for Thanksgiving and had a BLAST! We got to do lots of fun little things but mostly just loved watching Paige freak out with happiness playing with all the Forbis clan. I can't tell you how lovely it was having so many willing people to entertain the little ones - I loved the break, that's for sure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since we were away from home we got to go out for Thanksgiving and can I just say that it was AWESOME!! No slaving in the kitchen for hours before and afterhand over the stove and sink. Just sit on down and have a perfect Thanksgiving meal with all the trimmings brought to you to enjoy - complete with pie. WONDERFUL!!! Now I know what it feels like to be a man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274935769106302210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/STRWIlqVRQI/AAAAAAAAAsg/wiC2qA2ysN8/s320/1Dedember2008+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We also took a day to go up to Zion's National Park and man was it BEAUTIFUL!! We had a good ol' time treking around with the kiddos. Living in AZ I've forgotten that there is actually seasons - what is this strange color the leaves are changing??? Oh yeah, it's called autumn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274935772437851458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/STRWIyEorUI/AAAAAAAAAso/FoXf_uEbr1Y/s320/1Dedember2008+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just look at that crazy little tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274935782749733362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/STRWJYfLgfI/AAAAAAAAAtA/UeNoHVtqSBE/s320/1Dedember2008+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went with some friends of the Forbis's and they had two little girls and Paige was the happiest I've EVER seen her to have little girl friends to play with - it was so fun to watch her. They were so sweet with her even though she was much younger but it gave her some good potty incentives! Ya, this little tyke next to Paigey is definitely over a year older. Oh my poor giant kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274935776981023666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/STRWJC_z-7I/AAAAAAAAAsw/oSJx7LyXy-M/s320/1Dedember2008+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friendly little skipping rocks showdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274937604657649746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/STRXzbn4GFI/AAAAAAAAAtI/D-y9u1Y_xqk/s320/1Dedember2008+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't those mountains cool?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274935781017569442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/STRWJSCMyKI/AAAAAAAAAs4/_rFaN_KdrYw/s320/1Dedember2008+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274937610053173314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/STRXzvuRQEI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/Yksuy7u9Sjk/s320/1Dedember2008+058.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Sliding down rocks with Uncle Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274937607596380018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/STRXzmkhj3I/AAAAAAAAAtY/zdjs98kit-o/s320/1Dedember2008+076.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Seriously, so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274937612183425426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/STRXz3qKUZI/AAAAAAAAAtg/pWW_tcmKlcU/s320/1Dedember2008+057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-6797734572633414169?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/6797734572633414169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=6797734572633414169' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/6797734572633414169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/6797734572633414169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/12/turkey-lurkey.html' title='Turkey Lurkey'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/STRWIlqVRQI/AAAAAAAAAsg/wiC2qA2ysN8/s72-c/1Dedember2008+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-1674737827492062386</id><published>2008-11-15T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for you</title><content type='html'>I'm getting far too good at this whole blog-slacking thing. So here are some catch-up pics... yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Halloween was kind of a drag. But cool thing: Paige wore the Rainbow Brite (flashback) costume that my grandma made for Chelsea that all of us girls wore for Halloween back when we were little. She was an AMAZING seamstress - pretty good job I think and even better that it's lasted this long! Just check out those boots!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269099862268419442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SR-aaGiRnXI/AAAAAAAAArQ/AHDRsCm1JBw/s320/15+Nov+2008+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I had bought this cute little skeleton onesie for Cal but of course when I went to put it on it was FAR too small since the kid grows too darn fast. So luckily my sister-in-law had a spare caterpillar for the night. Not like it even mattered though cause he slept the whole time anyways. Oh well.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269099868433247858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SR-aadgFbnI/AAAAAAAAArY/3XiWvh6CiTo/s320/15+Nov+2008+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Calvin is now officially on rice cereal - here's the first time photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269099876175810226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SR-aa6WDjrI/AAAAAAAAAro/qvK-OrqLMkk/s320/15+Nov+2008+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And the first face. "You call this food???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269099872947149906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SR-aauUSHFI/AAAAAAAAArg/uaNZdfkcqog/s320/15+Nov+2008+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paige has been an eager little helper in the kitchen lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269099880108916914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SR-abI_yALI/AAAAAAAAArw/rdxg90q8qfU/s320/15+Nov+2008+077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And a ham everywhere else... as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269101881947329810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SR-cPqbQFRI/AAAAAAAAAsI/8C-otEhMpy4/s320/15+Nov+2008+096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And I just HAD to let you in on the funniest after bath time mullet EVER! "Business in the front, party in the back Mom." She really needs a haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269101877950360498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SR-cPbiTK7I/AAAAAAAAAsA/m3Pu6vmEOIc/s320/15+Nov+2008+088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And I was just looking at Paige's pics of when she was the same age as Calvin is now and I was kinda surprised at how they really don't look that much alike. Hmmph?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paige - 5 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269101890211196466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SR-cQJNgrjI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/7tkPaQX5-gM/s320/Paige+085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Calvin - 5 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269101874825449906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SR-cPP5Q0bI/AAAAAAAAAr4/6WGoxHyEjnQ/s320/15+Nov+2008+079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all that interesting or exciting, but that's what I got.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-1674737827492062386?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/1674737827492062386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=1674737827492062386' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/1674737827492062386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/1674737827492062386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-for-you.html' title='Just for you'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SR-aaGiRnXI/AAAAAAAAArQ/AHDRsCm1JBw/s72-c/15+Nov+2008+045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-569453643991751083</id><published>2008-11-02T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bobby Dus!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;That is what Paige calls Baby Gus... Bobby Dus. So cute. Anyways, I just got these pics from Chel and I couldn't help but post them - I am SO EXCITED to have a new little nephew and even more so to have my sis join the mothering world... as if we didn't have enough to talk about already!!! Here he is!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oooo I just wanna SQUEEZE him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264300159430641810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SQ6NGoHlSJI/AAAAAAAAAqo/ekLiIxfZpBQ/s320/DSC_0252.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;OF COURSE they came equipped with a skeleton costume for Halloween&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264300173331009346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SQ6NHb5sD0I/AAAAAAAAArA/ToQqoeESj1w/s320/DSC_0236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Proud Papa Shane, love it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264300168479977474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SQ6NHJ1HMAI/AAAAAAAAAq4/6RpRdoZrPvg/s320/DSC_0253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Little Gus Gus in his AMAZING crib bedding that Chel made ALL FROM SCRATCH!! No joke, she made the bumper, bed skirt, sheets, blanket, and all the matching accessories. I'm not sure this is my sister... but I am STUNNED and quite frankly a little jealous. I mean seriously, look at that blanket!!! Good work Chelsifer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264300173721646770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SQ6NHdW0trI/AAAAAAAAArI/GDOazHZTkvs/s320/DSC_0247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-569453643991751083?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/569453643991751083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=569453643991751083' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/569453643991751083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/569453643991751083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/11/bobby-dus.html' title='Bobby Dus!!!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SQ6NGoHlSJI/AAAAAAAAAqo/ekLiIxfZpBQ/s72-c/DSC_0252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-7682917447441988240</id><published>2008-11-01T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JOY &amp; heartache</title><content type='html'>My big sister Chelsea and her hubby Shane had their first little baby on Halloween - HOORAY!!!  Baby boy Gus Armstrong... 7lbs. 20.5 inches.  He is adorable and I can't wait to spoil the pants off of him.  So exciting and SO STINKING HAPPY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I have just become more aware or what, but ever since Justin passed away it seems like tragedies just keep coming left and right all around.  It is just ripping my heart into pieces for all those going through such hard times.  My love, thoughts, and prayers go out to them all - too many to list.  Please please pray for all those burdened with hearthache.  It works... I know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-7682917447441988240?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/7682917447441988240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=7682917447441988240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/7682917447441988240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/7682917447441988240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/11/joy-heartache.html' title='JOY &amp;amp; heartache'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-3037565112029439757</id><published>2008-10-25T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, Quirky???  Nah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.joe-ks.com/archives_oct2003/BellyButtonTattoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've finally decided to honor the whole tagging charade this little blogging world has created. So here you have it - some of my quirks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I HATE belly buttons. I think they got to be one of the grossest, dirtiest, smelliest, yuckiest parts of the body. I mean, hello??? It's a big hole in the middle of your middle. Patrick loves to stick his finger in his and then chase me with it. He once paid me 5 minutes of feet rub per second that I swooshed my finger in his belly button. The WORST 3 seconds of my life. GROSS.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can not, no way, no how, get a brain freeze. And trust me, I've tried. Pretty cool huh?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know when you see an actor and you know they're in something else but you can not for the life of you remember?? Well I am unusually good at figuring it out. I know it sounds kind of weird and fairly stupid, but I really feel like it's one of my great talents in life or something and I am totally awesome at it. "Who her?? Woman #2 on this old episode of Seinfeld?? Easy, Elle's friend on Legally Blonde who does her nails and likes the UPS guy. Duh." I know, you are all so envious.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I feel like there are two types of people in this world: Twizler people, and Red Vine people. Let me make it clear that I AM A RED VINE WOMAN. And I love them... LOVE them. Now I don't know how you Twizler lovers even call that morphed wax licorice, but it is despicable. I almost feel like Twizler people should just live in a Twizler colony while all of us real licorice lovers live on in normalcy. Wow, that was harsh, sorry. But Twizlers... seriously??&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can totally do the splits. Shocked? Ya, I'm surprisingly flexible for a 6 foot Amazon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have an obsession with putting things together. Like every time something says "assembly required" my heart does this little leap of joy knowing that as soon as we get home I get to sit and work on it. And I squealed with delight when I got a 400 piece set of K'Nex for my birthday... as in this past 24th birthday. Squealed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-3037565112029439757?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/3037565112029439757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=3037565112029439757' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3037565112029439757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3037565112029439757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/10/me-quirky-nah.html' title='Me, Quirky???  Nah...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-5121263913968621147</id><published>2008-10-20T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>State Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259458973400932018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SP1aEgxNnrI/AAAAAAAAAgo/obvVmyF7JI8/s320/20+October+2008+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SP1YjPnQREI/AAAAAAAAAgY/OhR6UKkWZog/s1600-h/20+October+2008+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259457302348448834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SP1YjPnQREI/AAAAAAAAAgY/OhR6UKkWZog/s320/20+October+2008+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; NEED I SAY MORE????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well yes, I guess I should, but isn't fair food the real reason you even truck your hiney all the way to downtown Phoenix and join yourself with the scum of the earth in the first place?? haha, just a joke my friends... kind of. Anyways, we had a surprise visit from part of the Forbis clan this past weekend and had lots of fun and decided to add the AZ State Fair to the list. Not as glamorous as I remember as a wee one, but we still had fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We even got Calvin in on the fried goodness action... heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259458971861876434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SP1aEbCRftI/AAAAAAAAAgg/5s_OVnjwnKU/s320/20+October+2008+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Paige found her future calling - a 4H champion goat contender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SP1aFkc3jYI/AAAAAAAAAg4/u1PGL0kz9h8/s1600-h/20+October+2008+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259458991569210754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SP1aFkc3jYI/AAAAAAAAAg4/u1PGL0kz9h8/s320/20+October+2008+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The petting zoo was pretty great - yes folks, A GIRAFFE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SP1aFx6r-rI/AAAAAAAAAhA/L915VftuEZk/s1600-h/20+October+2008+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259458995183942322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SP1aFx6r-rI/AAAAAAAAAhA/L915VftuEZk/s320/20+October+2008+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Aww... so special with the giant lit-up food palace in the backround.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259458983610710706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SP1aFGzaerI/AAAAAAAAAgw/Bg4ZUC5cZM8/s320/20+October+2008+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Paige had the BEST time with Gma Forbis playing dress-up, reading books, and everything else she could squeeze into a weekend - such cute little buddies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259460766330735986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SP1bs38_TXI/AAAAAAAAAhI/BNlcJIK7Otc/s320/20+October+2008+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-5121263913968621147?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/5121263913968621147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=5121263913968621147' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/5121263913968621147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/5121263913968621147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/10/state-fair.html' title='State Fair'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SP1aEgxNnrI/AAAAAAAAAgo/obvVmyF7JI8/s72-c/20+October+2008+037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-5918692243744409151</id><published>2008-10-13T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cabin Fever</title><content type='html'>We got to go up to my parents' cabin this past weekend and had SO MUCH FUN!!! Seriously, it was so nice to just get out of town and not worry about a darn thing. We had some great adventures. It was so strange to be taking Paige to all the places I went at her age and show her all the crazy/silly little things I did up there back in the day. I swear it feels like I was just there a month ago playing mud wars with all my siblings. That's it, I'm officially getting old. But I still wouldn't mind a good mud war or two...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We decided (accidently) to take the Apache Trail/Roosevelt Dam route up to Payson. It may have taken us 5 hours instead of 2 but man was it a site to see. And yes, those planks of wood are the sorry excuse for a gaurd rail keeping us from crashing to our death on the smallest one lane dirt road I've EVER seen - way to go AZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SPQxGuDzHHI/AAAAAAAAAew/CMEI5HGgL8g/s1600-h/13+October+2008+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256880656561151090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SPQxGuDzHHI/AAAAAAAAAew/CMEI5HGgL8g/s320/13+October+2008+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SPQxGlK7jsI/AAAAAAAAAe4/aHWKq4j3cc0/s1600-h/13+October+2008+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256880654175145666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SPQxGlK7jsI/AAAAAAAAAe4/aHWKq4j3cc0/s320/13+October+2008+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Chapstick??? What chapstick??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SPQxG3q-5RI/AAAAAAAAAfA/_d0d8ZdtVZI/s1600-h/13+October+2008+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256880659141420306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SPQxG3q-5RI/AAAAAAAAAfA/_d0d8ZdtVZI/s320/13+October+2008+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Had some good bonding time with cousin Tate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SPQxHMYcRtI/AAAAAAAAAfI/rVV8dHPgj_I/s1600-h/13+October+2008+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256880664700798674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SPQxHMYcRtI/AAAAAAAAAfI/rVV8dHPgj_I/s320/13+October+2008+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And cousin Celyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SPQxHI54cGI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/nIn4mG7QfZ4/s1600-h/13+October+2008+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256880663767314530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SPQxHI54cGI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/nIn4mG7QfZ4/s320/13+October+2008+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Calvin did a lot of snugling and my mom didn't mind a bit - it was chilly!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256881711882451778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SPQyEJcAO0I/AAAAAAAAAfg/EHBOOO10RsY/s320/13+October+2008+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some ATV riding - I swallowed a bug for the millionth time in my life - awesome.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256883828225391026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SPQz_VbeubI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/lFFtlpUrz0U/s320/13+October+2008+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some hiking - this was Paige's prefered mode of transportation.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256881708045630450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SPQyD7JO-_I/AAAAAAAAAfY/x0IaLnivMXs/s320/13+October+2008+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some great times with Pop Pop and Ganky. (we don't really call them that but don't you think we should?)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256882143613221986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SPQydRwo_GI/AAAAAAAAAgI/NktoOF_Z0ko/s320/13+October+2008+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some more snugling for Cal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SPQyEMnlVpI/AAAAAAAAAfo/8AIPx_OWRUw/s1600-h/13+October+2008+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256881712736327314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SPQyEMnlVpI/AAAAAAAAAfo/8AIPx_OWRUw/s320/13+October+2008+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Paige had her first REAL s'more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256882143402012546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SPQydQ-SL4I/AAAAAAAAAgA/VApZqIeyaO0/s320/13+October+2008+062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SPQyEVc_LBI/AAAAAAAAAf4/S96HVEuYJe4/s1600-h/13+October+2008+066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256881715107802130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SPQyEVc_LBI/AAAAAAAAAf4/S96HVEuYJe4/s320/13+October+2008+066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what woodsy trip would be complete without a bonfire??? LOVE that smokey smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256881713774805106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SPQyEQfLQHI/AAAAAAAAAfw/-YpqJo6PVPA/s320/13+October+2008+044.JPG" border="0" /&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/2404860452280119194-5918692243744409151?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/5918692243744409151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=5918692243744409151' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/5918692243744409151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/5918692243744409151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/10/cabin-fever.html' title='Cabin Fever'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SPQxGuDzHHI/AAAAAAAAAew/CMEI5HGgL8g/s72-c/13+October+2008+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-7539066102001646750</id><published>2008-10-08T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the Joy</title><content type='html'>I am so grateful for fun/happy times like this that make all the screaming, crying, tantrum throwing, spit up-ing, poop-smearing, hitting, no napping, door slamming and insanely loud yelling worth every single minute. Oh, and with an occasional whimper from the kids, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just LOVE these kiddos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SOxiVhSTonI/AAAAAAAAAeE/e7cA4F-Fh1s/s1600-h/8+October+2008+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254682987086455410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SOxiVhSTonI/AAAAAAAAAeE/e7cA4F-Fh1s/s320/8+October+2008+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cal's a big fan of patty-cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SOxiVxcLBWI/AAAAAAAAAeM/K0Er8EXVfI4/s1600-h/8+October+2008+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254682991422801250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SOxiVxcLBWI/AAAAAAAAAeM/K0Er8EXVfI4/s320/8+October+2008+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Paige trying to shmooze her way into the "just boys" photo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SOxiV_Jz-dI/AAAAAAAAAeU/UGtRLKtAVfA/s1600-h/8+October+2008+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254682995103889874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SOxiV_Jz-dI/AAAAAAAAAeU/UGtRLKtAVfA/s320/8+October+2008+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Such a happy little booger&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254682991523847410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SOxiVx0Q3PI/AAAAAAAAAec/TxKAFQcO_pg/s320/8+October+2008+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This kid has got to be a little rascal in the making cause he can get away with just about anything with me - love that goober!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SOxiWXRvxWI/AAAAAAAAAek/kS2uEMJClGY/s1600-h/8+October+2008+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254683001579619682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SOxiWXRvxWI/AAAAAAAAAek/kS2uEMJClGY/s320/8+October+2008+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-7539066102001646750?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/7539066102001646750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=7539066102001646750' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/7539066102001646750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/7539066102001646750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-joy.html' title='Oh the Joy'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SOxiVhSTonI/AAAAAAAAAeE/e7cA4F-Fh1s/s72-c/8+October+2008+024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-1709294438095387962</id><published>2008-09-29T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>September</title><content type='html'>Yes, it has been about a month since the last update.  So here it is at a glance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Patrick's younger brother Kevin came down to stay with us for a couple of weeks and we LOVED having him here!  He is so much fun and Paige just about gobbled him to pieces - she just couldn't get enough!  And I was in heaven having some adult interaction during the days.  Thanks for all the help and fun Kev!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SOFIxwBLlDI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Ds9e3wdLbM0/s1600-h/29+September+2008+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251558660031353906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SOFIxwBLlDI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Ds9e3wdLbM0/s320/29+September+2008+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Awww... brotherly love.&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/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SOFIyMInvQI/AAAAAAAAAdE/zIxNaJ8PBTA/s1600-h/29+September+2008+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251558667578752258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SOFIyMInvQI/AAAAAAAAAdE/zIxNaJ8PBTA/s320/29+September+2008+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Also, my sister Chelsea and her husband Shane flew in from Spokane for a weekend and they are expecting their first little babe in just about 5 weeks!!!!  I am SO pumped!  But if you know Chel at all she hates surprises &lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; showers... so her lovely friend Randi and I decided to throw her a surprise shower!  HAHAHA!!  It was hilarious and she was a little bit mad at first, but I think she got over it.  It was all out of love... okay, and a little bit selfishness just to see her face.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SOFIyQgEIeI/AAAAAAAAAdM/kSPJkZBqpqU/s1600-h/29+September+2008+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251558668750823906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SOFIyQgEIeI/AAAAAAAAAdM/kSPJkZBqpqU/s320/29+September+2008+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Big man Cal is mastering the Bumbo - he's getting pretty good without it as well.  Such a studly little man.  He has also been sleeping like a CHAMP for quite some time now -  about 8pm to 6am every night.  I am SO grateful. And he's one heck of a heartbreaker with that little sideways smile of his.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SOFIyzVu7tI/AAAAAAAAAdc/1kYMFrdbqpE/s1600-h/29+September+2008+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251558678102732498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SOFIyzVu7tI/AAAAAAAAAdc/1kYMFrdbqpE/s320/29+September+2008+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course little miss P-diddy.  I just can never take enough pictures of this chiquita.  Love her to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SOFJblbn5-I/AAAAAAAAAdk/OpZdxgIj5L0/s1600-h/29+September+2008+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251559378743977954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SOFJblbn5-I/AAAAAAAAAdk/OpZdxgIj5L0/s320/29+September+2008+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yup, she's still hard core into dress-up and even more so now that she got some new dolling up goods from Grandma Forbis - thank you thank you!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SOFJbqp2IcI/AAAAAAAAAds/8lfPBuuDPn8/s1600-h/29+September+2008+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251559380145807810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SOFJbqp2IcI/AAAAAAAAAds/8lfPBuuDPn8/s320/29+September+2008+049.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Snap me darling, I just can't stand how beautiful I am."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SOFJb1azumI/AAAAAAAAAd0/PRSiMklywQw/s1600-h/29+September+2008+063.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And the other night I took Cal to the Relief Society broadcast with me so Paige and Patrick could have a Daddy-Daughter night and this is what I came home to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SOFJb4AUQCI/AAAAAAAAAd8/Le0-4HYX4t4/s1600-h/29+September+2008+064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251559383729717282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SOFJb4AUQCI/AAAAAAAAAd8/Le0-4HYX4t4/s320/29+September+2008+064.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FORT-MANIAAAA!!!!!  They had so much fun renting all her favorite movies, cooking a pizza together, chowing down ice cream and building this fort to just go crazy in.  What a great night to remember.&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/2404860452280119194-1709294438095387962?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/1709294438095387962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=1709294438095387962' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/1709294438095387962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/1709294438095387962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/09/september.html' title='September'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SOFIxwBLlDI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Ds9e3wdLbM0/s72-c/29+September+2008+039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-2986140047614103945</id><published>2008-09-02T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day Lovin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;We had a little "stay-cation" over Labor Day weekend but definitely made the most of it. We had a family swim night and took Cal for his first dip. He LOVED it! And I have to say that he's got the cutest little man-boobs I've ever seen. Hilarious. Also one morning Paige and I had WAY too much time to kill so I straightened her hair. It was crazy not to see her little curls bouncing around - I hardly recognized her. Such a sassy little thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SL3RK4nTg1I/AAAAAAAAAb0/0TDuPuT24Q0/s1600-h/2+Sept+2008+420.JPG"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SL3RLCVqdII/AAAAAAAAAb8/TCIyhRyEvsE/s1600-h/2+Sept+2008+415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241575528865625218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SL3RLCVqdII/AAAAAAAAAb8/TCIyhRyEvsE/s320/2+Sept+2008+415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SL3RLOi7pTI/AAAAAAAAAcE/dJQz-3j5LDA/s1600-h/2+Sept+2008+407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241575532142503218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SL3RLOi7pTI/AAAAAAAAAcE/dJQz-3j5LDA/s320/2+Sept+2008+407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SL3RLW4UdHI/AAAAAAAAAcM/WnVp6R_vFgo/s1600-h/2+Sept+2008+408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241575534379693170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SL3RLW4UdHI/AAAAAAAAAcM/WnVp6R_vFgo/s320/2+Sept+2008+408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SL3RLqn2enI/AAAAAAAAAcU/NOhA5FFhMHs/s1600-h/2+Sept+2008+410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241575539679328882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SL3RLqn2enI/AAAAAAAAAcU/NOhA5FFhMHs/s320/2+Sept+2008+410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SL3SHbjlTZI/AAAAAAAAAcc/PNSb4FD2CBA/s1600-h/2+Sept+2008+427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241576566427045266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SL3SHbjlTZI/AAAAAAAAAcc/PNSb4FD2CBA/s320/2+Sept+2008+427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SL3SH5LeUbI/AAAAAAAAAck/WTS_KDTAff8/s1600-h/2+Sept+2008+430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241576574378987954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SL3SH5LeUbI/AAAAAAAAAck/WTS_KDTAff8/s320/2+Sept+2008+430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SL3SH1BUccI/AAAAAAAAAcs/CIBQvVX5cXU/s1600-h/2+Sept+2008+431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241576573262655938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SL3SH1BUccI/AAAAAAAAAcs/CIBQvVX5cXU/s320/2+Sept+2008+431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SL3SIAvpjiI/AAAAAAAAAc0/eWQUUPG57oE/s1600-h/2+Sept+2008+433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241576576409767458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SL3SIAvpjiI/AAAAAAAAAc0/eWQUUPG57oE/s320/2+Sept+2008+433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/2404860452280119194-2986140047614103945?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/2986140047614103945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=2986140047614103945' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/2986140047614103945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/2986140047614103945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/09/labor-day-lovin.html' title='Labor Day Lovin&amp;#39;'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SL3RLCVqdII/AAAAAAAAAb8/TCIyhRyEvsE/s72-c/2+Sept+2008+415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-3492711237262800595</id><published>2008-08-26T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who needs Subway???</title><content type='html'>Lunchtime around our house is pretty boring. So we decided to kick it up a notch and create our own little sandwich shop set-up. We got out every veggie imaginable to put on our sandwiches and went to town! It was pretty funny to watch Paige taste test each item before deciding if she wanted it on or not. Needless to say, my sandwich was bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmmm... so many choices&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SLSHU5Xt4tI/AAAAAAAAAbE/KOH9_EOuuiU/s1600-h/26+August+2008+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238961059606160082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SLSHU5Xt4tI/AAAAAAAAAbE/KOH9_EOuuiU/s320/26+August+2008+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The difference between childhood and adulthood&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238963803815278146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SLSJ0oWJ9kI/AAAAAAAAAbs/ZjodGhmNtcs/s320/26+August+2008+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Now THAT'S what I'm talking about&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238961082474770786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SLSHWOkBMWI/AAAAAAAAAbU/NmrInarfWws/s320/26+August+2008+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And this is what Cal did the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SLSHXSG7U1I/AAAAAAAAAbk/Jg_gldrcdHc/s1600-h/26+August+2008+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238961100606362450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SLSHXSG7U1I/AAAAAAAAAbk/Jg_gldrcdHc/s320/26+August+2008+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-3492711237262800595?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/3492711237262800595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=3492711237262800595' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3492711237262800595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3492711237262800595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/08/who-needs-subway.html' title='Who needs Subway???'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SLSHU5Xt4tI/AAAAAAAAAbE/KOH9_EOuuiU/s72-c/26+August+2008+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-3879555472971155186</id><published>2008-08-22T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh to be a kid again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Not much as of late, but enough to keep me from posting regularly. So here's the story in picture book format:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;big happy smiles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SK73qtxmqOI/AAAAAAAAAZc/I7mcR2D_ysE/s1600-h/22+August+2008+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237395729892681954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SK73qtxmqOI/AAAAAAAAAZc/I7mcR2D_ysE/s320/22+August+2008+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dance parties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SK73qnIb6-I/AAAAAAAAAZk/E95LosNhygk/s1600-h/22+August+2008+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237395728109399010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SK73qnIb6-I/AAAAAAAAAZk/E95LosNhygk/s320/22+August+2008+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SK73qwjqFDI/AAAAAAAAAZs/S7jRgvVa9O0/s1600-h/22+August+2008+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pirate parties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SK73rE9SjhI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/0jFoaN6MV1E/s1600-h/22+August+2008+013.JPG"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237458178298869474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SK8wdsN39uI/AAAAAAAAAa8/hDk1_U81GTc/s320/22+August+2008+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237395742415030562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SK73rcbKiSI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/OdF9-Oh3qdI/s320/22+August+2008+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;pudding treats (and loads of laundry)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SK74pgA-CdI/AAAAAAAAAaE/nOeczOF0K4k/s1600-h/22+August+2008+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237396808530790866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SK74pgA-CdI/AAAAAAAAAaE/nOeczOF0K4k/s320/22+August+2008+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; fashion shows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SK74p3xP4yI/AAAAAAAAAaM/pJsZsbEIbCw/s1600-h/22+August+2008+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237396814907302690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SK74p3xP4yI/AAAAAAAAAaM/pJsZsbEIbCw/s320/22+August+2008+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lots of growing and lounging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SK74p3762CI/AAAAAAAAAaU/-6YMhxlbO-E/s1600-h/22+August+2008+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237396814952060962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SK74p3762CI/AAAAAAAAAaU/-6YMhxlbO-E/s320/22+August+2008+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; oodles of crafts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SK74qMCY7II/AAAAAAAAAac/TQLGLFD_i28/s1600-h/22+August+2008+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237396820347907202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SK74qMCY7II/AAAAAAAAAac/TQLGLFD_i28/s320/22+August+2008+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and TONS of puzzles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SK74qM_4Y4I/AAAAAAAAAak/7bCvG9FRQMQ/s1600-h/22+August+2008+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237396820605821826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SK74qM_4Y4I/AAAAAAAAAak/7bCvG9FRQMQ/s320/22+August+2008+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My big project has been turning our loft (dance party central) into a little craft room and it has been SO worth it. Paige just loves to go crazy with markers, crayons, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;playdough&lt;/span&gt;, etc. and I don't have to stress about it getting everywhere anymore now that she has her own special spot. Once again, a huge nod to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;IKEA&lt;/span&gt; for all the supplies. I swear our house could be a living &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;advertisement&lt;/span&gt; for them. Yes, I am THAT addicted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-3879555472971155186?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/3879555472971155186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=3879555472971155186' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3879555472971155186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3879555472971155186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-to-be-kid-again.html' title='Oh to be a kid again'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SK73qtxmqOI/AAAAAAAAAZc/I7mcR2D_ysE/s72-c/22+August+2008+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-1538799255722920548</id><published>2008-08-06T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessing Day</title><content type='html'>We had Calvin's baby blessing this past Sunday and it was a really sweet experience. A lot of things have been hard since my brother Justin passed away, but for some reason I was really sad about him not being there that day. But just as the blessing ended I had an overwhelming feeling of warmth from the spirit and I knew that he had been there looking on. It was such a special moment. I still just ache thinking about how he's really gone but I am so grateful for the tender mercies that the Lord has shown our family. Families truly are forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Calvin looked handsome in his little outfit... beanie and all! We had a great time being together in honor of the little man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our first family photo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SJoAoBqARII/AAAAAAAAAYk/KebC2j3JLFQ/s1600-h/5+Aug+2008+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231494604783633538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SJoAoBqARII/AAAAAAAAAYk/KebC2j3JLFQ/s320/5+Aug+2008+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Calvin's great-grandma Bluth&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SJoAob-SfGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/IcAGKd_NqfM/s1600-h/5+Aug+2008+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231494611848035426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SJoAob-SfGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/IcAGKd_NqfM/s320/5+Aug+2008+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Patrick's parents with the little guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SJoAo0y7FRI/AAAAAAAAAY0/n51mL9qRfLk/s1600-h/5+Aug+2008+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231494618511250706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SJoAo0y7FRI/AAAAAAAAAY0/n51mL9qRfLk/s320/5+Aug+2008+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Good ol' Aunt Mi-mi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SJoAoxIpxwI/AAAAAAAAAY8/z4aaK_8zUVk/s1600-h/5+Aug+2008+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231494617528649474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SJoAoxIpxwI/AAAAAAAAAY8/z4aaK_8zUVk/s320/5+Aug+2008+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And we discovered that trying to take a picture of 6 kids is near impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SJoApFnrICI/AAAAAAAAAZE/_B5L_7mN9ZU/s1600-h/5+Aug+2008+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231494623027470370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SJoApFnrICI/AAAAAAAAAZE/_B5L_7mN9ZU/s320/5+Aug+2008+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-1538799255722920548?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/1538799255722920548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=1538799255722920548' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/1538799255722920548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/1538799255722920548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/08/blessing-day.html' title='Blessing Day'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SJoAoBqARII/AAAAAAAAAYk/KebC2j3JLFQ/s72-c/5+Aug+2008+031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-8327101347931121309</id><published>2008-08-01T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while...</title><content type='html'>Yes, life has been nuts and blogging is not necessarily the top of my priority list, thus the time lapse. But life as a mother of two is GREAT, but definitely CRAZY! After two months of battling various illnesses I am happy to report that we made it through and all is well in the Forbis household once again. Hip hip hooray!! Anyways, here's some pics to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Little Cal... what a stud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SJNi5cRs4rI/AAAAAAAAAXk/SIc-0zlZv1k/s1600-h/29+June+2008+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229632331289780914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SJNi5cRs4rI/AAAAAAAAAXk/SIc-0zlZv1k/s320/29+June+2008+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our annual Bluth vacay to Newport Beach - so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SJNi5u8HJ0I/AAAAAAAAAXs/_ktZMTfIzMM/s1600-h/29+June+2008+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229632336299501378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SJNi5u8HJ0I/AAAAAAAAAXs/_ktZMTfIzMM/s320/29+June+2008+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How Calvin spent his time on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SJNi51fh2aI/AAAAAAAAAX0/2I5prHqj32I/s1600-h/29+June+2008+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229632338058664354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SJNi51fh2aI/AAAAAAAAAX0/2I5prHqj32I/s320/29+June+2008+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just a little more pool time.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SJNi6O9v-GI/AAAAAAAAAX8/D09QAosu4D8/s1600-h/29+June+2008+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229632344896305250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SJNi6O9v-GI/AAAAAAAAAX8/D09QAosu4D8/s320/29+June+2008+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor Patrick had to stay home to work and we missed him terribly, but came home to a nice suprise dinner cooked completely by himself and topped off with this lucious cake!  Amazing indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SJNi6p5GY0I/AAAAAAAAAYE/5TsnPIsq7SI/s1600-h/29+June+2008+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229632352124560194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SJNi6p5GY0I/AAAAAAAAAYE/5TsnPIsq7SI/s320/29+June+2008+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-8327101347931121309?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/8327101347931121309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=8327101347931121309' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/8327101347931121309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/8327101347931121309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-been-while.html' title='It&amp;#39;s been a while...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SJNi5cRs4rI/AAAAAAAAAXk/SIc-0zlZv1k/s72-c/29+June+2008+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-5297103635619387820</id><published>2008-06-19T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...</title><content type='html'>I'm finally back! Sorry it took so long but we decided to start moving THE DAY I went into labor... of course. And we just barely got our i&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nternet&lt;/span&gt; hooked up today. So without further ado... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here he is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213831119446310914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SFs_x3F5gAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/YTevrAWoeIE/s320/19+june+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calvin Patrick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Forbis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wednesday, June 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; 3:25pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8lbs 21 3/4 inches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Labor and delivery went great and I couldn't have asked for a sweeter baby. He really is such a good little guy. When Paige saw him for the first time she came running over saying "My baby!" So cute. She is absolutely in love with him, as are we all. So yes, we started moving Wednesday morning which is right when the contractions hit. So we went and did the whole hospital/baby thing and Patrick continued to move our entire house while I was recovering in the hospital. WHAT A MAN!! So it was kind of crazy to leave to the hospital from one house and come home to another, but everything has been working out wonderfully. So yes, we are in our new house and LOVING it! I feel so grown up having two kids and owning a house. Kinda crazy, but we are so blessed. Alright, enough already, here's the picture fest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SFs0vSpXkiI/AAAAAAAAAWM/UWiJa_8JTFg/s1600-h/19+June+2008+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213818980675326498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SFs0vSpXkiI/AAAAAAAAAWM/UWiJa_8JTFg/s320/19+June+2008+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SFs0vjd4J4I/AAAAAAAAAWU/S5Va5uTpQbI/s1600-h/19+June+2008+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213818985190532994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SFs0vjd4J4I/AAAAAAAAAWU/S5Va5uTpQbI/s320/19+June+2008+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SFs0v5pK65I/AAAAAAAAAWc/N1b_RHL3qGc/s1600-h/19+June+2008+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213818991143480210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SFs0v5pK65I/AAAAAAAAAWc/N1b_RHL3qGc/s320/19+June+2008+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SFs0v3CtBYI/AAAAAAAAAWk/WEnSkRpw-nc/s1600-h/19+June+2008+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213818990445266306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SFs0v3CtBYI/AAAAAAAAAWk/WEnSkRpw-nc/s320/19+June+2008+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SFs0wPRoxBI/AAAAAAAAAWs/c_p129czRSU/s1600-h/19+June+2008+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213818996950352914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SFs0wPRoxBI/AAAAAAAAAWs/c_p129czRSU/s320/19+June+2008+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213831120209079170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SFs_x57wa4I/AAAAAAAAAW0/fFcEYi4bk-0/s320/19+June+2008+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SFtAioNoqqI/AAAAAAAAAXE/Ay7QLCWxfvY/s1600-h/19+june+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213831957265820322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SFtAioNoqqI/AAAAAAAAAXE/Ay7QLCWxfvY/s320/19+june+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SFtAitKrjdI/AAAAAAAAAXM/pmkorkEZfOI/s1600-h/19+june+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213831958595603922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SFtAitKrjdI/AAAAAAAAAXM/pmkorkEZfOI/s320/19+june+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SFtAi_6xucI/AAAAAAAAAXU/PSAeosTqIO8/s1600-h/19+june+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213831963629173186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SFtAi_6xucI/AAAAAAAAAXU/PSAeosTqIO8/s320/19+june+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-5297103635619387820?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/5297103635619387820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=5297103635619387820' title='39 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/5297103635619387820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/5297103635619387820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/06/finally.html' title='Finally...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SFs_x3F5gAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/YTevrAWoeIE/s72-c/19+june+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-7890807805949099196</id><published>2008-06-08T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The answer is NO</title><content type='html'>We have not had our baby.  I am STILL pregnant.  And the AZ temperature keeps rising.  Nice...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-7890807805949099196?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/7890807805949099196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=7890807805949099196' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/7890807805949099196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/7890807805949099196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/06/answer-is-no.html' title='The answer is NO'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-5347548090457336051</id><published>2008-06-04T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics are for Chics</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I've posted any pictures so here's some random ones as of late.   And no, I still haven't had the babe... or moved into our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE this little girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SEcrlSz_-OI/AAAAAAAAAVM/6ztLs1K_2y8/s1600-h/4+June+2008+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208179413782362338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SEcrlSz_-OI/AAAAAAAAAVM/6ztLs1K_2y8/s320/4+June+2008+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Private photo shoot with the two silly heads. Love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208179429200313810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SEcrmMP7PdI/AAAAAAAAAVU/A8Dg1CIwiiI/s320/4+June+2008+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;At a swim party the other night... now that's one hot blonde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SEcrm1kxM1I/AAAAAAAAAVc/2NgbjwUKiL0/s1600-h/4+June+2008+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208179440293589842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SEcrm1kxM1I/AAAAAAAAAVc/2NgbjwUKiL0/s320/4+June+2008+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My dad on his Birthday with cute little naked (nephew) Layton - Happy Birthday Dad!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208179470424046530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SEcrol0be8I/AAAAAAAAAVs/mOn6ODcU2MM/s320/4+June+2008+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My brother Jordan and his fiance (finally!) Erica. Congrats guys! To be wed in October - hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SEcroEPFEiI/AAAAAAAAAVk/Hqj4dcOS5Ps/s1600-h/4+June+2008+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208179461409018402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SEcroEPFEiI/AAAAAAAAAVk/Hqj4dcOS5Ps/s320/4+June+2008+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, that's it.  Nothing too exciting around here... just a lot of anxious waiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-5347548090457336051?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/5347548090457336051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=5347548090457336051' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/5347548090457336051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/5347548090457336051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/06/pics-are-for-chics.html' title='Pics are for Chics'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SEcrlSz_-OI/AAAAAAAAAVM/6ztLs1K_2y8/s72-c/4+June+2008+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-4321230939999495864</id><published>2008-05-29T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch 22</title><content type='html'>Part 1:&lt;br /&gt;I am REALLY sick of being giganticly prego and would LOVE to have this little boy in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2:&lt;br /&gt;We may be able to move in next week and I REALLY don't want to have to do that with a newborn.  Anyone have a magic wand they could lend me???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-4321230939999495864?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/4321230939999495864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=4321230939999495864' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/4321230939999495864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/4321230939999495864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/05/catch-22.html' title='Catch 22'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-8664219727919666546</id><published>2008-05-19T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk About Being Blessed</title><content type='html'>As you know, we've been on the house hunt for a bit but have not really had any luck. Well, now that our time is running out at our rental house the pressure is ON! So we did some major looking, found a house that's a bargain deal that we are IN LOVE with, and started the whole process again with little hope. The only thing is that it's a short sale, which is great because it's listed WAY UNDER it's normal price, but it also means it could take up to 6 months to get approved and everything, which is a long amount of time that we don't really have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after A LOT of hoping and praying we just heard TODAY, a week later (which is UNREAL with a short sale) that our offer was accepted and the house is ours!!!! HOORAAAAAAY!!!!!!!!! So sad to leave where we are, but so grateful to be taken care of! Now let's just see if we can get it all done before the little man decides to make his big debut!  YIKES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SDIix3s0l6I/AAAAAAAAAU8/as-GE3lFjfI/s1600-h/l70718341-m0l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202258759727224738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SDIix3s0l6I/AAAAAAAAAU8/as-GE3lFjfI/s320/l70718341-m0l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-8664219727919666546?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/8664219727919666546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=8664219727919666546' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/8664219727919666546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/8664219727919666546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/05/talk-about-being-blessed.html' title='Talk About Being Blessed'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SDIix3s0l6I/AAAAAAAAAU8/as-GE3lFjfI/s72-c/l70718341-m0l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-3364511335405685297</id><published>2008-05-06T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Much Love and Appreciation</title><content type='html'>Thank you all so much for the love and support that you have offered over the past few trying days. I just wanted to add this special event that a friend of Justin's is doing to honor him this Wednesday. Also, my family has asked that I set up a separate web log specifically for Justin that everyone will have access to share whatever thoughts, feelings and memories they may have. It can be found at &lt;a href="http://www.justinbluthmemories.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.justinbluthmemories.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;.  Thank you all again for your much needed love and support. It is what has kept us going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My good friend Justin Bluth passed away last week. At his untimely death, I feel helpless and desperate not knowing what I can do to celebrate and pay tribute to his life. What I do know is that Justin had a wonderful family, he was the most generous person I know, and he loved to eat gelato at my gelato shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an attempt to celebrate Justin's life and pay tribute to his generosity, I invite you all to come to the Gelato Freeze in the San Tan Village Shopping Center (www.gelatofreeze.com, for directions and contact info) on Wednesday, May 7, from 6:00 pm to 10:00 pm to enjoy a night dedicated to Justin. I will have pictures of him and his family on display, a table set up for anyone to write a note to Nicole and his boys, and I will donate 100% of the proceeds of the sales over our average Wednesday sales to the foundation Nicole is planning on setting up in Justin's name. The memory of Justin is so pleasant that his life will be easy to keep alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Tim Raymond&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-3364511335405685297?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/3364511335405685297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=3364511335405685297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3364511335405685297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3364511335405685297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/05/much-love-and-appreciation.html' title='Much Love and Appreciation'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-3297653357383863792</id><published>2008-05-04T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Miss You</title><content type='html'>My tender wife has asked that I post a message in tribute to a wonderful and beloved man. As many of you know Amys dear brother Justin, her oldest sibling, was found dead Friday morning. This was an unexpected tragedy that has left us all with broken hearts and many tears. We are so grateful for the countless prayers and the outpouring of love that has been manifested these past few days for Amy, her family, and Justins wonderful wife and four precious little boys. Thank you all for your kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196771167028202930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 467px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="263" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SB6j1721TbI/AAAAAAAAAUk/pJQiDL8wG4w/s400/15Aug2007+019.JPG" width="400" border="0" /&gt;I have only known Justin for three, all to short, years, but he touched me, like so many others, with his all encompassing love and his true gift of understanding an individual. My brother-in-law said it best when he said: "Justin was the type of person who when he asked how your day was, he really wanted to know." Justin had a passion for learning, a genius for working, a gift of listening, and a joy for playing. If Justin was involved, it was a great time. Boys night will not be the same.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Justin was a patient man who was always considerate and temperate. Justin was a tender man who always seemed to know what to say. Justin was always had an easy smile, a ready hug, and a contagious positive attitude. His wisdom and insight are irreplaceable. His laugh and cowlick are unforgetable. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The greatest thing that I can possible say about Justin was that he loved his wife, his children and his family with everything that he had. No one can question his love for his family. He was a good man, a great husband and a wonderful father. He was a role model to everyone that knew him and his influence has shaped the collective destiny of his family. He was the best of men.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196774538577530322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="304" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SB6m6L21TdI/AAAAAAAAAU0/bSFwaA2231g/s400/8+Jan+2008+080.JPG" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Justin L. Bluth&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Feb. 28th, 1974 - May 2nd, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Justin you were a true friend. We miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-3297653357383863792?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/3297653357383863792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=3297653357383863792' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3297653357383863792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3297653357383863792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/05/we-miss-you.html' title='We Miss You'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SB6j1721TbI/AAAAAAAAAUk/pJQiDL8wG4w/s72-c/15Aug2007+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-5131766972333733955</id><published>2008-04-23T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting Hours</title><content type='html'>We got to have Patrick's family come visit us this past weekend and spend some nice sunny days out and about in the AZ heat!  I still can't believe how hot it is already - blaghk.  Anyways, we had a great time and it was fun for them to get to catch up with little Paigey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Checking out some animals at the Phoenix Zoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SA_DpL21TTI/AAAAAAAAATo/rpl46ydfo_A/s1600-h/23+April+2008+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192584007706299698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SA_DpL21TTI/AAAAAAAAATo/rpl46ydfo_A/s320/23+April+2008+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hanging out with the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SA_Dp721TUI/AAAAAAAAATw/-QmQyB1HXIY/s1600-h/23+April+2008+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192584020591201602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SA_Dp721TUI/AAAAAAAAATw/-QmQyB1HXIY/s320/23+April+2008+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Ridin' in style with Uncle Kevin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SA_Dqb21TVI/AAAAAAAAAT4/wj0jZuGs_o0/s1600-h/23+April+2008+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192584029181136210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SA_Dqb21TVI/AAAAAAAAAT4/wj0jZuGs_o0/s320/23+April+2008+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Singing the mac and cheese song with Uncle Dave.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192584046361005426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SA_Drb21TXI/AAAAAAAAAUI/d0BUtunbj-k/s320/23+April+2008+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All pooped out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SA_Dq721TWI/AAAAAAAAAUA/A3Dxb-TXeUk/s1600-h/23+April+2008+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192584037771070818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SA_Dq721TWI/AAAAAAAAAUA/A3Dxb-TXeUk/s320/23+April+2008+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/2404860452280119194-5131766972333733955?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/5131766972333733955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=5131766972333733955' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/5131766972333733955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/5131766972333733955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/04/visiting-hours.html' title='Visiting Hours'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SA_DpL21TTI/AAAAAAAAATo/rpl46ydfo_A/s72-c/23+April+2008+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-2920318001751765424</id><published>2008-04-14T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is who got the house...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="197" alt="" src="http://www.lindamoran.net/images/greedy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Some super rich invester who swooped in with an all cash offer way above asking price just so he can hold onto it and turn around and sell it when the market gets back up. Poop on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this is who will be comforting me tonight...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.businessweek.com/ss/07/07/0706_brandsurvey/image/8-bohemianraspberry.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh well, what can you do?? Farewell dream house. Back to searching. Sigh...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-2920318001751765424?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/2920318001751765424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=2920318001751765424' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/2920318001751765424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/2920318001751765424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-4627772527507521803</id><published>2008-04-12T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mana from Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's been a battle, but we decided that it's time to grow up and try to find a house that we could afford. The AZ market is CRAZY LOW right now and there is some amazing deals out there. So I've been hunting the foreclosure/repo market for a few months now and finding some interesting options here and there. And then two nights ago I found this little gem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SAGkCRwXpkI/AAAAAAAAAS4/2yiwXpPo9vA/s1600-h/house2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188608604740494914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SAGkCRwXpkI/AAAAAAAAAS4/2yiwXpPo9vA/s320/house2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SAGkCRwXplI/AAAAAAAAATA/EglWy68VOK8/s1600-h/house1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188608604740494930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SAGkCRwXplI/AAAAAAAAATA/EglWy68VOK8/s320/house1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SAGkChwXpmI/AAAAAAAAATI/yJ-8iKOFAVQ/s1600-h/house3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188608609035462242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SAGkChwXpmI/AAAAAAAAATI/yJ-8iKOFAVQ/s320/house3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SAGkChwXpnI/AAAAAAAAATQ/OwVhK35l6No/s1600-h/house4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188608609035462258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SAGkChwXpnI/AAAAAAAAATQ/OwVhK35l6No/s320/house4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://armlslistings.marketlinx.com/portal/publicmedia.aspx?LID=3149813&amp;amp;PID=953766&amp;amp;MID=KG147"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A 4bed/2 bath and a den beauty in a SAWEET neighborhood that is LOADED with upgrades - and it just happens to be a repo that the bank is offering at a ridiculously low price - for more than 100k under current market value!!! AHHHHH! So I hounded our agent to take us out there today and we filled out all the paper goods and are in process of making an offer. CRAZY!!! I'm seriously freaking out. But it's way too good of a deal to pass up and I'm a sucker for bargains.  Plus we just found out that the house we've been renting is going on the market so our time is a tickin'.  But at the same time I hate even &lt;em&gt;thinking&lt;/em&gt; about moving 'cause I love where we are.  Anyways, who knows what will happen but it's kind of fun/exciting/FREAKY all at the same time!&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/2404860452280119194-4627772527507521803?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/4627772527507521803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=4627772527507521803' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/4627772527507521803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/4627772527507521803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/04/mana-from-heaven.html' title='Mana from Heaven'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/SAGkCRwXpkI/AAAAAAAAAS4/2yiwXpPo9vA/s72-c/house2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-2463529631728728458</id><published>2008-04-02T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The whole club was lookin' at her...</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry if you're sick of Paige-mania, but let's be honest, that's what happens when you're a parent.  Anyways, here's some pics of the first fashion show, which lasted ALL night after her Birthday Party and 3 hour nap until 7pm. Ya. It was a late night. But she (and Patrick) pulled the "Birthday rules out all rules" Rule, and how can anyone argue with that???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, I am one pleasantly plump prego thank you very much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R_P5cM8EewI/AAAAAAAAASQ/5ahNDdpdsfc/s1600-h/24+March+2008+057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184761858938403586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R_P5cM8EewI/AAAAAAAAASQ/5ahNDdpdsfc/s320/24+March+2008+057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Do these colors bring out my eyes?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R_P5cM8EexI/AAAAAAAAASY/O1IYVHXfp8c/s1600-h/24+March+2008+062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184761858938403602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R_P5cM8EexI/AAAAAAAAASY/O1IYVHXfp8c/s320/24+March+2008+062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Is the flower head too much???  Naaah."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R_P5cc8EeyI/AAAAAAAAASg/RqBgJOkjxAQ/s1600-h/24+March+2008+070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184761863233370914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R_P5cc8EeyI/AAAAAAAAASg/RqBgJOkjxAQ/s320/24+March+2008+070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Say what? I'm gorgeous??  Oh, I know."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R_P5cs8EezI/AAAAAAAAASo/wo8QI6bzWT4/s1600-h/24+March+2008+072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184761867528338226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R_P5cs8EezI/AAAAAAAAASo/wo8QI6bzWT4/s320/24+March+2008+072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And THIS is what a sugar crash looks like.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R_P5c88Ee0I/AAAAAAAAASw/V7hFSYetmFk/s1600-h/24+March+2008+076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184761871823305538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R_P5c88Ee0I/AAAAAAAAASw/V7hFSYetmFk/s320/24+March+2008+076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/2404860452280119194-2463529631728728458?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/2463529631728728458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=2463529631728728458' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/2463529631728728458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/2463529631728728458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/04/whole-club-was-lookin-at-her.html' title='The whole club was lookin&amp;#39; at her...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R_P5cM8EewI/AAAAAAAAASQ/5ahNDdpdsfc/s72-c/24+March+2008+057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-3393499294786009961</id><published>2008-03-24T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birtheasterday!</title><content type='html'>As you all know this past weekend was Easter. But it just happened to fall on the same day as Paige's 2nd birthday as well. And if you're wondering why Easter was so early this year it's because it always falls on the Sunday after the first full moon after the spring equinox. Hasn't happened in 300 years and won't for another 275. Just thought that was interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... we had a family Easter/Birthday Party Extravaganza on Saturday to kill two birds with one stone and boy did we have a rip roarin' good time! WooHoo! Warning: a plethora of pictures follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paige's Pickle Dance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-iK6M8EejI/AAAAAAAAAQo/KshOOkIBGok/s1600-h/24+March+2008+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181544103799978546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-iK6M8EejI/AAAAAAAAAQo/KshOOkIBGok/s320/24+March+2008+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Opening some presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-iK6s8EekI/AAAAAAAAAQw/FcAqHtW54Ys/s1600-h/24+March+2008+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181544112389913154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-iK6s8EekI/AAAAAAAAAQw/FcAqHtW54Ys/s320/24+March+2008+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Blowing out the candles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-iK688EelI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/0w1GkJeXbQw/s1600-h/24+March+2008+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181544116684880466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-iK688EelI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/0w1GkJeXbQw/s320/24+March+2008+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She had been anticipating eating the cupcake-cake since that morning when I was making it and nothing could stop her now... obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-iK688EemI/AAAAAAAAARA/FTQMzLTW0Gs/s1600-h/24+March+2008+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181544116684880482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-iK688EemI/AAAAAAAAARA/FTQMzLTW0Gs/s320/24+March+2008+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One is NEVER enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-iK7M8EenI/AAAAAAAAARI/S4By3AVIX3A/s1600-h/24+March+2008+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181544120979847794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-iK7M8EenI/AAAAAAAAARI/S4By3AVIX3A/s320/24+March+2008+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some easter egg dying fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-iL5M8EeoI/AAAAAAAAARQ/zC9resXDGYs/s1600-h/24+March+2008+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181545186131737218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-iL5M8EeoI/AAAAAAAAARQ/zC9resXDGYs/s320/24+March+2008+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What would Easter be without an Easter Egg Hunt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-iL5c8EepI/AAAAAAAAARY/WBrwyDoGrO4/s1600-h/24+March+2008+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181545190426704530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-iL5c8EepI/AAAAAAAAARY/WBrwyDoGrO4/s320/24+March+2008+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found another one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181545190426704546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-iL5c8EeqI/AAAAAAAAARg/c2nVmzrnoNo/s320/24+March+2008+049.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Must find more...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-iL5s8EerI/AAAAAAAAARo/K0ZJhprUI94/s1600-h/24+March+2008+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181545194721671858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-iL5s8EerI/AAAAAAAAARo/K0ZJhprUI94/s320/24+March+2008+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kiddies showing off their loot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-iL588EesI/AAAAAAAAARw/2y3S-tylGug/s1600-h/24+March+2008+055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181545199016639170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-iL588EesI/AAAAAAAAARw/2y3S-tylGug/s320/24+March+2008+055.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a much deserved break after all that partying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-iNQs8EetI/AAAAAAAAAR4/iyyvT8v-5jU/s1600-h/24+March+2008+056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181546689370290898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-iNQs8EetI/AAAAAAAAAR4/iyyvT8v-5jU/s320/24+March+2008+056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And on Friday I woke up to my most wonderful hubby's doing of wrapped presents (matching paper and bags mind you) with an outfit ( maternity AND cute which is even hard for me) that he picked out all by himself for me to wear on our date that night for my birthday!  What a champ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-iNRM8EeuI/AAAAAAAAASA/7e0UYGEuS9E/s1600-h/24+March+2008+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181546697960225506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-iNRM8EeuI/AAAAAAAAASA/7e0UYGEuS9E/s320/24+March+2008+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And he also covered all of our walls with little notes of special memories of us and reasons he loves me.  Talk about a winner!  I am one lucky girl.  So thanks to my prego horomones I was wandering our house all morning crying while reading the notes, with Paige just looking at me like, "What the heck Mom?" hahaha, what a sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-iNRc8EevI/AAAAAAAAASI/OSIOEuasAEA/s1600-h/24+March+2008+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181546702255192818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-iNRc8EevI/AAAAAAAAASI/OSIOEuasAEA/s320/24+March+2008+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-3393499294786009961?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/3393499294786009961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=3393499294786009961' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3393499294786009961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/3393499294786009961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-birtheasterday.html' title='Happy Birtheasterday!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-iK6M8EejI/AAAAAAAAAQo/KshOOkIBGok/s72-c/24+March+2008+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-9155528045219041111</id><published>2008-03-20T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love affair with IKEA</title><content type='html'>I just want to publicly thank IKEA for letting me do &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; to Paige's room for less than 70 buckaroos. We wanted to give her some dress-up stuff for her birthday but a girl's gotta have somewhere to put her goods, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-LvNc8EefI/AAAAAAAAAQI/aB7kw5xi_II/s1600-h/20+March+2008+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179965535814973938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-LvNc8EefI/AAAAAAAAAQI/aB7kw5xi_II/s320/20+March+2008+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So much fun! She is very fond of admiring herself in the mirror. A little too fond...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-LvN88EegI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/NdgdobzHhFE/s1600-h/20+March+2008+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179965544404908546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-LvN88EegI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/NdgdobzHhFE/s320/20+March+2008+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And she also found her new best friend "Momu" while we were perusing. Seriously, they're inseparable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-LvOM8EehI/AAAAAAAAAQY/he4YwH7bnmg/s1600-h/20+March+2008+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179965548699875858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-LvOM8EehI/AAAAAAAAAQY/he4YwH7bnmg/s320/20+March+2008+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-LvOc8EeiI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Y-zdEzFbUDw/s1600-h/20+March+2008+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179965552994843170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-LvOc8EeiI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Y-zdEzFbUDw/s320/20+March+2008+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I LOVE IKEA!! Thank you for letting a cheap mom such as I still be able to afford some cute decorations every now and then. Until we meet again.  sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-9155528045219041111?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/9155528045219041111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=9155528045219041111' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/9155528045219041111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/9155528045219041111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/03/love-affair-with-ikea.html' title='Love affair with IKEA'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R-LvNc8EefI/AAAAAAAAAQI/aB7kw5xi_II/s72-c/20+March+2008+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-1232876845175424262</id><published>2008-03-13T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My newlywed sister is late!</title><content type='html'>Haha, getting onto my blog that is. I'm so funny. This is a little behind schedule, but these are some pics form my sister Bridget's wedding last month. It was so much fun and she was absolutely GORGEOUS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mom helping Bee get ready for pictures. What a pretty, pretty girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177263709884625090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R9lV6fAxsMI/AAAAAAAAAO8/h55d_aUIyTQ/s320/DSC_0315%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sister group shot!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177263993352466658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R9lWK_AxsOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/_M2fTey1JRw/s320/DSC_0328%5B2%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R9lWh_AxsRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/a8_0waQ1yfQ/s1600-h/DSC_0358%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A little bit closer now. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177264379899523330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R9lWhfAxsQI/AAAAAAAAAPc/C2ViXKyuIis/s320/DSC_0330%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R9lWivAxsSI/AAAAAAAAAPs/_8sp2tB5OPQ/s1600-h/DSC_0370%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All the crazy Bluth grandchildren - always an adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R9lWi_AxsTI/AAAAAAAAAP0/_lKaHBW04pc/s1600-h/DSC_0400%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R9lWjfAxsUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/hsPq1Up6yGU/s1600-h/DSC_0403%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177264414259261762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R9lWjfAxsUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/hsPq1Up6yGU/s320/DSC_0403%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/2404860452280119194-1232876845175424262?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/1232876845175424262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=1232876845175424262' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/1232876845175424262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/1232876845175424262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-newlywed-sister-is-late.html' title='My newlywed sister is late!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R9lV6fAxsMI/AAAAAAAAAO8/h55d_aUIyTQ/s72-c/DSC_0315%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-4153299185552062354</id><published>2008-03-09T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm a Husky Kid!"</title><content type='html'>I can finally take pictures again! HOOOORAAAAY!!!!! So now I feel like I have a purpose for blogging. Without further ado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This weekend was Houston Elementary's (elementary school of yours truly) 20th anniversary carnival, so we decided to make a day out of it. It was a blast taking Paige around to all the different booths and games. I even got to see some of my old teachers which was so fun - crazy how the time has passed. I'm officially old. However, a true Houston Huskie Kid FOREVER!! Hahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute... so our mascot is the Husky, right? Well I just realized that myself and every other Houston attendee have been walking around all these years being so proud of calling ourselves the "Husky Kids". Now whoever thought of that mascot should have done a little more research. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One very excited Houston Husky... really, I was pumped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175975211105890274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R9TCB_Axr-I/AAAAAAAAANM/IDXEw5Pqf4Q/s320/9+March+2008+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paige politely handing her ticket in. Check out the other kid's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175978827468353634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R9TFUfAxsGI/AAAAAAAAAOM/be8JDHMyxAg/s320/9+March+2008+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rolling for a prize with Patrick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175979364339265650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R9TFzvAxsHI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Gs8ODGobpgc/s320/9+March+2008+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We worked up quite an appetite, and who doesn't love carnival food??? Paige downed her pizza and was making eyes at Patrick's burger and chips... he's a softy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175980871872786594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R9THLfAxsKI/AAAAAAAAAOs/dctxfLIvI5U/s320/9+March+2008+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Paige was so excited about her prizes! She was one heck of a player.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175981378678927538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R9THo_AxsLI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Lrx6eAGvAZ8/s320/9+March+2008+036.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/2404860452280119194-4153299185552062354?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/4153299185552062354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=4153299185552062354' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/4153299185552062354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/4153299185552062354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/03/husky-kid.html' title='&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m a Husky Kid!&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybHvMSWd3bc/R9TCB_Axr-I/AAAAAAAAANM/IDXEw5Pqf4Q/s72-c/9+March+2008+041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-8256072434541543064</id><published>2008-02-28T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Exciting Life...</title><content type='html'>My camera is still out of commission, so bear with the lack of pictures... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend we're having a garage sale and I'm pretty sketchy about it, it being my first time and all. My parents cleaned out their house and have TONS, no joke, TONS of stuff they're getting rid of. So me being the mooch I am decided to sell it and make a buck... hopefully. Anyways, if anyone has any tips FILL ME IN! I need all the help I can get! And if you're in the area stop on by 'cause there is some seriously great stuff like full blown ski sets and sweet electronics. I'll definitely hook you up! Okay,I'm officially done advertising. HA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.blogger.com/ohmyapt.apartmentratings.com/.../garage_sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2404860452280119194-8256072434541543064?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/8256072434541543064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=8256072434541543064' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/8256072434541543064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/8256072434541543064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-exciting-life.html' title='My Exciting Life...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-7380970424371261755</id><published>2008-02-19T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops I did it again...</title><content type='html'>You must all hate me and are seriously considering on never checking our blog again now that I've let time lapse for a month, yet again. Well, I'm sorry, but tough. HAHA, no I can explain: So yes, we did go out of town during which Paige and I got supper sick. Good timing, huh? Anyways, so we took a week to recouperate and then BAM, Paige got sick again... and BAM, BAM, BAM. Needless to say, Paige has been crazy sick for over a month now and I'm hoping that this version of the flu, along with ear infections and colds, will be the last. If I ever said "I just want to do it all at once and get it over with" I completely withdraw my statement and ask for sheer forgiveness for being so nieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I've been busy with tending poor little Paiger and am not a very good multi-tasker... so no blogging. But Patrick has also just started his MBA program here in the last couple months so it is a rare chance that I get a lick at the computer anymore. I &lt;em&gt;guess&lt;/em&gt; his Masters comes first, but I'll do my best. Also, I am currently without camera ability so I almost feel like there's no point in blogging without pics. But I'm trying to fix this glich as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, lots working against my blogging ability and I'm sorry to lay it all out for you, but there ya have it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-7380970424371261755?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/7380970424371261755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=7380970424371261755' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/7380970424371261755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/7380970424371261755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/02/oops-i-did-it-again.html' title='Oops I did it again...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404860452280119194.post-957058231467739236</id><published>2008-01-18T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:54:49.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't be mad...</title><content type='html'>I'm giving advanced warning this time that we are going out of town and I will most likely NOT be blogging for a week.  Just thought I'd let you all know since last time got a little out of control, heehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2404860452280119194-957058231467739236?l=forbisfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/feeds/957058231467739236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2404860452280119194&amp;postID=957058231467739236' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/957058231467739236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2404860452280119194/posts/default/957058231467739236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forbisfever.blogspot.com/2008/01/don-be-mad.html' title='Don&amp;#39;t be mad...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07829398808068528637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry></feed>
