<?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-8398287558114100308</id><updated>2011-09-30T12:34:27.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Saloom Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398287558114100308.post-3411305190140256258</id><published>2011-04-13T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T12:38:14.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaleb Visit!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e4R87Tc9nfA/TaX6Mpx-n_I/AAAAAAAAAVc/b3sbACTK4ig/s1600/kaleb%2Bspring%2Bvisit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595153207358562290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e4R87Tc9nfA/TaX6Mpx-n_I/AAAAAAAAAVc/b3sbACTK4ig/s320/kaleb%2Bspring%2Bvisit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was Spring Break in Seattle last week so Kaleb got to come down and hang with us for the week. Ryan and Brennan loves when we get to have Kaleb. All morning they ask can they go wake him up and then when we give the ok they jump and maul the poor guy to death. They love to play with him and he is really patient and likes to play with them. Sometimes he needs a break from so much love. We had a fun time even though the weather was kind of yucky. We went swimming and shopping and to the movies. Everytime I see him I can't believe how grown up he is. He is only 14 but he looks and talks much older. We can't wait for the summer when we get to have him visit again. We miss and love him so much..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398287558114100308-3411305190140256258?l=saloomfam02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/feeds/3411305190140256258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398287558114100308&amp;postID=3411305190140256258' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/3411305190140256258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/3411305190140256258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/2011/04/kaleb-visit.html' title='Kaleb Visit!!!'/><author><name>jan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e4R87Tc9nfA/TaX6Mpx-n_I/AAAAAAAAAVc/b3sbACTK4ig/s72-c/kaleb%2Bspring%2Bvisit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398287558114100308.post-5527182230945506109</id><published>2011-03-29T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T19:15:29.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Blake Turns 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FOxvJkd6DD0/TZKSE-NB21I/AAAAAAAAAVU/YK5OL05lNCI/s1600/P1010038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589690701634984786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FOxvJkd6DD0/TZKSE-NB21I/AAAAAAAAAVU/YK5OL05lNCI/s320/P1010038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Asorg9mJ0ug/TZKSEkeDKDI/AAAAAAAAAVM/1qsreaO6FS4/s1600/P1010035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589690694727051314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Asorg9mJ0ug/TZKSEkeDKDI/AAAAAAAAAVM/1qsreaO6FS4/s320/P1010035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MJMrOX5Ezps/TZKSEESCfeI/AAAAAAAAAVE/0-luUaVcrzs/s1600/P1010027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589690686086741474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MJMrOX5Ezps/TZKSEESCfeI/AAAAAAAAAVE/0-luUaVcrzs/s320/P1010027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, we call her Baby Blake.. It is annoying and we need to stop but its kindof stuck... I know everyone says it but really I can't believe she is 1. It seriously is amazing how much they grow in one year. She is such a blessing in our lives. She really makes our family complete. It was so nice with just Ryan and Brennan.. We each would just grab one kid and we were off. It's funny how three makes it a little more difficult but we wouldn't have it any other way. She really is sweet and loves Brennan to death. She just follows him around and wants to be wherever he is. She is almost walking and with that she climbs and crawls and gets into everything. EVERYTHING... I don't know if it's harder on me or the other two sometimes because really she is into everything.. But her smile and blue eyes are sweet and I think she has her dad wrapped around her finger.... Happy Birthday Baby Blake!!!&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/8398287558114100308-5527182230945506109?l=saloomfam02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/feeds/5527182230945506109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398287558114100308&amp;postID=5527182230945506109' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/5527182230945506109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/5527182230945506109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/2011/03/baby-blake-turns-1.html' title='Baby Blake Turns 1'/><author><name>jan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FOxvJkd6DD0/TZKSE-NB21I/AAAAAAAAAVU/YK5OL05lNCI/s72-c/P1010038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398287558114100308.post-1236465209227418704</id><published>2011-03-29T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T18:59:13.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney On Ice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3zS7dXz9acs/TZKOTHjJg4I/AAAAAAAAAU8/KrQKLV3Cihs/s1600/P1010001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589686546615337858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3zS7dXz9acs/TZKOTHjJg4I/AAAAAAAAAU8/KrQKLV3Cihs/s200/P1010001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kfh44wQGipU/TZKOScMWPeI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Z_MkI1EYB7I/s1600/P1010002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589686534976978402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kfh44wQGipU/TZKOScMWPeI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Z_MkI1EYB7I/s200/P1010002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a5TXwrkPUv8/TZKOSJSyJ1I/AAAAAAAAAUs/ElzWFb5OfiY/s1600/P1010003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589686529903699794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a5TXwrkPUv8/TZKOSJSyJ1I/AAAAAAAAAUs/ElzWFb5OfiY/s200/P1010003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oXZDuna3wEQ/TZKOR14nkDI/AAAAAAAAAUk/ld_Sq-RUTK8/s1600/P1010009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589686524693680178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oXZDuna3wEQ/TZKOR14nkDI/AAAAAAAAAUk/ld_Sq-RUTK8/s200/P1010009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because, I am a bah humbug mom and don't want to go to Disneyland until it's actually a memory for all of my children, we occasionally like to go to Disney On Ice. For awhile I even had Ryan convinced that this was Disneyland but she is getting too smart for her mean mom. But when I saw the princesses were coming and Buzz and Woody I thought it might be a little fun. However, Buzz and Woody were only in the finale and Brennan was worried the whole time because they never came out. Preston did have him convinced that they were probably sick and couldn't make it so when it was finally at the end and they made their grand appearance, everyone was happy!!! Especially me..Hopefully, this can buy me some more time...&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/8398287558114100308-1236465209227418704?l=saloomfam02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/feeds/1236465209227418704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398287558114100308&amp;postID=1236465209227418704' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/1236465209227418704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/1236465209227418704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/2011/03/disney-on-ice.html' title='Disney On Ice'/><author><name>jan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3zS7dXz9acs/TZKOTHjJg4I/AAAAAAAAAU8/KrQKLV3Cihs/s72-c/P1010001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398287558114100308.post-5621142228373349606</id><published>2011-03-29T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T18:47:20.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy St. Patricks Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nPVUKNCiFUA/TZKKrXqn88I/AAAAAAAAAUc/7ddXx43zgGA/s1600/P1010021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589682565212009410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nPVUKNCiFUA/TZKKrXqn88I/AAAAAAAAAUc/7ddXx43zgGA/s320/P1010021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Afdz3ehWjPg/TZKKrFjk9jI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Z7mLTHNlfLA/s1600/P1010023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589682560350615090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Afdz3ehWjPg/TZKKrFjk9jI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Z7mLTHNlfLA/s320/P1010023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eiX9HY_puFs/TZKKquE7naI/AAAAAAAAAUM/gaMmRXaPLvA/s1600/P1010015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589682554048060834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eiX9HY_puFs/TZKKquE7naI/AAAAAAAAAUM/gaMmRXaPLvA/s320/P1010015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So,,,,, When I taught first grade my all time favorite holiday with my students was St. Patricks Day. We would make cute little leprechaun outfits and sing the Leprechaun March as we paraded through the school. Of course that was after Lucky Leprechaun had visited our classroom and climbed our ladders, messed up our tote trays and left us gold. Well I decided Lucky needed to visit Ryan, Brennan and Blake this year. We made our ladders the night before and guess what??? Lucky came and brought a little gold... For days Ryan and Brennan were trying to figure out how he got in the house....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/8398287558114100308-5621142228373349606?l=saloomfam02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/feeds/5621142228373349606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398287558114100308&amp;postID=5621142228373349606' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/5621142228373349606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/5621142228373349606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-st-patricks-day.html' title='Happy St. Patricks Day'/><author><name>jan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nPVUKNCiFUA/TZKKrXqn88I/AAAAAAAAAUc/7ddXx43zgGA/s72-c/P1010021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398287558114100308.post-3677941418128608691</id><published>2011-01-29T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T20:16:27.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye January!!!</title><content type='html'>I don't know what it is but I have really started to hate January. I don't know if it's the haze that never seems to leave or the below freezing temperatures every morning or my kids constantly having runny noses, ear infections, fevers, stomach flu, or some other reason for crying and being up during the night. Or maybe it's the diet that I know I should go on but don't really want to because come on with all the cold and staying in I have to eat something yummy to make me feel better. Anyhow, U of U gymnastics starts in January and that always gets me excited. My sister and I have always gone since I was about 12 years old and we have added her girls and our sisters in law and their daughters and now Ryan comes so it is a good time for me with all the Willardson girls. Plus, the Utes are looking good this year so I am super psyched!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/TUTdyhU-5NI/AAAAAAAAATw/wtd1IxyqAcU/s1600/P1010031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567818899346351314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/TUTdyhU-5NI/AAAAAAAAATw/wtd1IxyqAcU/s320/P1010031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/TUTdyIUGGwI/AAAAAAAAATo/JNeh0MdCL2s/s1600/P1010038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567818892631743234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/TUTdyIUGGwI/AAAAAAAAATo/JNeh0MdCL2s/s320/P1010038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brennan and I also had some mom and me time in all my doom and gloom which was another highlight. We signed up for Smart Sport class at the rec center and it was fun for just him and I to have something together. I always feel bad that Ryan has dance and preschool so I was trying to find something for him that would be just for him.. He loved it!! Everyday he would ask if it was sport day.. We did soccer, baseball, basketball, football and swimming. Can I just add another highlight of January for me was getting this pasty white still need to lose 20 pounds of baby weight that is now 10 months old in a swimming suit body. WOOT WOOT!!!! Thank you Jenny for abandoning me on swim day. The only redeeming thing for me is their was a senior citizen water aerobics class going on at the same time so I know not everyone was checking out my HOT body. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img class="gl_photo" border="0" alt="Add Image" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, some good things about January is staying in and reading a good book, a hot bath and cozy warm sweats to hide under. I must admit I did have one resolution I started and have kept and that is a gratitude journal. IT really has changed me. I am so much more grateful for small and simple things that I really use to take for granted. I have become so much more aware of the world around me and have come to such a realization of how truly blessed I am. Bring on February and all the yummy Valentine treats!!!! &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/8398287558114100308-3677941418128608691?l=saloomfam02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/feeds/3677941418128608691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398287558114100308&amp;postID=3677941418128608691' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/3677941418128608691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/3677941418128608691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/2011/01/goodbye-january.html' title='Goodbye January!!!'/><author><name>jan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/TUTdyhU-5NI/AAAAAAAAATw/wtd1IxyqAcU/s72-c/P1010031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398287558114100308.post-5040754000765962104</id><published>2010-12-30T18:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T22:01:29.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/TR1q1qpLpiI/AAAAAAAAATY/xDur82KQlQs/s1600/P1010051.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/TR1EfZO4hyI/AAAAAAAAASg/0i8DSphnke0/s1600/dsc_0221%255B1%255D%2B%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So here is a little recap of 2010 in the Saloom household.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/TR1q1CVvqgI/AAAAAAAAATQ/HZz-WwxW_gM/s1600/P1010056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556714974638746114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/TR1q1CVvqgI/AAAAAAAAATQ/HZz-WwxW_gM/s320/P1010056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/TR1q016wWGI/AAAAAAAAATI/B6IQmVqrPkM/s1600/P1010077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556714971304319074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/TR1q016wWGI/AAAAAAAAATI/B6IQmVqrPkM/s320/P1010077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blake Lynn was born on March 25th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These pictures are just minutes after being born. Now she is a spunky little crawler who loves to get into everything. She has 2 cute little bottom teeth and she is just happy and loves to be around her brother and sister. She already is a daddy's girl and I have to admit I am a little jealous. When he comes in the room and she see's him she just lights up and the smiles are endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brennan age 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/TR1p3dCckbI/AAAAAAAAAS4/4y1PhXbryMU/s1600/P1010149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556713916653670834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/TR1p3dCckbI/AAAAAAAAAS4/4y1PhXbryMU/s320/P1010149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brennan is in his element here the only thing missing is a car in his hand. He always has a hat on and loves to play. He loves CARS and is always looking out for his Ry, Ry. The kid is always eating. He is a bottomless pit. His favorite food?? Anything... with ketchup. I know weird. But he loves ketchup and he wants to put it on everything. He is super loving and loves to give hugs and kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan age 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/TR1nlYWNJCI/AAAAAAAAASo/E6Y3oH8i3oc/s1600/P1010013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556711407133467682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/TR1nlYWNJCI/AAAAAAAAASo/E6Y3oH8i3oc/s320/P1010013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;This is Ryan on her first day of preschool. She wishes it was kindergarten. She missed the deadline and wishes she was going to the "big" school. She loves dancing and she loves to play with friends. She could play polly pockets and Barbies all day and all night especially with her friend Cailey. For her birthday she begged and begged to get her ears pierced and I thought for sure she would wimp out but she was a champ. As soon as they were done she ran out the store to show her dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/TR1EfZO4hyI/AAAAAAAAASg/0i8DSphnke0/s1600/dsc_0221%255B1%255D%2B%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556672821385004834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/TR1EfZO4hyI/AAAAAAAAASg/0i8DSphnke0/s320/dsc_0221%255B1%255D%2B%25282%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow!! 2010 has come and gone. It really is true the older you get the faster time flies.. This year has certainly been an eventful one for us as we welcomed our sweet Baby Blake in March. She is such a fun little girl and a really good baby. I swear if I would have had her first I would have wanted a million little ones. She makes a good caboose for our little family. In April Preston and I will have been married 9 years and in October I will also be turning a monumental age as well.( No need to say the actual number.) It makes me think how marriage and parenthood really allow you to experience every emotion and feeling from one extreme to the next. So much happiness and joy to deep pain and the sorrow of sadness. I thought I had really experienced life by the time I was married but little did I know what I would learn and feel. It makes me truly grateful to be married to such a wonderful person and be blessed with the "cutest kids ever."&lt;br /&gt;To a new year!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398287558114100308-5040754000765962104?l=saloomfam02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/feeds/5040754000765962104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398287558114100308&amp;postID=5040754000765962104' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/5040754000765962104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/5040754000765962104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/2010/12/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>jan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/TR1q1CVvqgI/AAAAAAAAATQ/HZz-WwxW_gM/s72-c/P1010056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398287558114100308.post-6650519406874636895</id><published>2009-05-11T14:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T15:02:28.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom's Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SgidE1ViEaI/AAAAAAAAAQM/nxMifMCXNxo/s1600-h/P1010067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334686464982782370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SgidE1ViEaI/AAAAAAAAAQM/nxMifMCXNxo/s320/P1010067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a year of ear infections and just constantly being sick.  We finally got our little "guy" tubes in his ears.  When we took him up to Primary Children's I got a little weepy when they took him from  me . But then as we were waiting I looked around and saw all the other children and their parents and I immediately felt so sad and so grateful all at the same time.  There were so many sad and difficult situations in that same room.  I was grateful that we were there for tubes and nothing more.  Just last year Brennan and I took an ambulance ride up there because of RSV and I told him we are done going there.  I feel so blessed to have my little guy and to have healthy children.  Yesterday,  I was also so excited for the primary children to sing in Sacrament.  AND Finally someone was singing for me.  It seems like I have waited for that day for so long.  It was well worth it to see my little Ryan up there.  Being a Mom is the best.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398287558114100308-6650519406874636895?l=saloomfam02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/feeds/6650519406874636895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398287558114100308&amp;postID=6650519406874636895' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/6650519406874636895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/6650519406874636895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/2009/05/moms-day.html' title='Mom&apos;s Day!!!'/><author><name>jan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SgidE1ViEaI/AAAAAAAAAQM/nxMifMCXNxo/s72-c/P1010067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398287558114100308.post-3995162243000563144</id><published>2009-02-05T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T16:00:12.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Tag</title><content type='html'>All right girls here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link to the person who has tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;Write down six things that make you happy.&lt;br /&gt;Post the rules, tag six others and let them know you did it.&lt;br /&gt;Tell the person when your entry is complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six Things That Make Me Happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A really good SALE!!!&lt;br /&gt;2. A really good book.&lt;br /&gt;3. A really good movie.&lt;br /&gt;4. A really clean bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;5. A really good piece of chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;6. A really good kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag Cheryl, Liz, Sheri, Kamie,Kristin, Kristine..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398287558114100308-3995162243000563144?l=saloomfam02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/feeds/3995162243000563144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398287558114100308&amp;postID=3995162243000563144' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/3995162243000563144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/3995162243000563144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-tag.html' title='Happy Tag'/><author><name>jan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398287558114100308.post-8804740053869955504</id><published>2009-02-01T19:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T20:13:41.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day At Soldier Hollow</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SYZwfYH1rhI/AAAAAAAAAPk/rB1nkKWCtfY/s1600-h/DSC01060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298045696001551890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SYZwfYH1rhI/AAAAAAAAAPk/rB1nkKWCtfY/s320/DSC01060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So we decided to head up above the inversion and enjoy the snow. I wasn't quite sure how my little two would do but they were troopers and we had a great day. ( You have to love all of Brennan's girl snow clothes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SYZviS6ziUI/AAAAAAAAAPc/ELRzCoqhMUo/s1600-h/DSC01055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298044646632687938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SYZviS6ziUI/AAAAAAAAAPc/ELRzCoqhMUo/s320/DSC01055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just the girls.... Looking good in their shades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298044649486160354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SYZvidjIEeI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Yn5BsBOSM0g/s320/DSC01054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is down at the bottom. Our huge train crashing into the fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SYZviJQ1jfI/AAAAAAAAAPM/wSE_-r3zmrI/s1600-h/DSC01048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298044644040740338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SYZviJQ1jfI/AAAAAAAAAPM/wSE_-r3zmrI/s320/DSC01048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was the best part. Just riding the rope tow. Ryan actually did like riding up more than coming down. Crazy I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SYZvhzF621I/AAAAAAAAAPE/bJopkO-cpGA/s1600-h/DSC01049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298044638089370450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SYZvhzF621I/AAAAAAAAAPE/bJopkO-cpGA/s320/DSC01049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Diet Coke...please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SYZvhh3aPRI/AAAAAAAAAO8/yaq7AsioszY/s1600-h/DSC01062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298044633465109778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SYZvhh3aPRI/AAAAAAAAAO8/yaq7AsioszY/s320/DSC01062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The last run of the day. Thank you Alm's for a fun day out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398287558114100308-8804740053869955504?l=saloomfam02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/feeds/8804740053869955504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398287558114100308&amp;postID=8804740053869955504' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/8804740053869955504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/8804740053869955504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-at-soldier-hollow.html' title='A Day At Soldier Hollow'/><author><name>jan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SYZwfYH1rhI/AAAAAAAAAPk/rB1nkKWCtfY/s72-c/DSC01060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398287558114100308.post-358606418678893589</id><published>2009-01-05T15:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T15:57:55.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Christmas Memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SWKez-kpG6I/AAAAAAAAAOE/Oz6cmmj0kKY/s1600-h/P1010105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287963528293587874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SWKez-kpG6I/AAAAAAAAAOE/Oz6cmmj0kKY/s320/P1010105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ryan was so excited to leave out cookies(from Kneaders of course)for Santa. First,she was so worried that Guy (aka Brennan) would get them.  Then on Christmas morning she didn't even care that there were presents, she just wanted to check on the cookies and egg nog left for Santa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398287558114100308-358606418678893589?l=saloomfam02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/feeds/358606418678893589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398287558114100308&amp;postID=358606418678893589' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/358606418678893589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/358606418678893589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-favorite-christmas-memory.html' title='My Favorite Christmas Memory'/><author><name>jan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SWKez-kpG6I/AAAAAAAAAOE/Oz6cmmj0kKY/s72-c/P1010105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398287558114100308.post-7155251225012359050</id><published>2009-01-05T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T15:47:30.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SWKbY_0FJQI/AAAAAAAAAN8/V5Vzxw7tL9k/s1600-h/P1010101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287959766235424002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SWKbY_0FJQI/AAAAAAAAAN8/V5Vzxw7tL9k/s320/P1010101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This is right before bed. My two little ones opening up their jammies to wear before Santa comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SWKbYVTVG7I/AAAAAAAAAN0/-KYUBNUszvI/s1600-h/P1010102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287959754823769010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SWKbYVTVG7I/AAAAAAAAAN0/-KYUBNUszvI/s320/P1010102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This is such a good picture of Brennan and me. (Can't we just go to bed.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398287558114100308-7155251225012359050?l=saloomfam02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/feeds/7155251225012359050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398287558114100308&amp;postID=7155251225012359050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/7155251225012359050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/7155251225012359050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>jan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SWKbY_0FJQI/AAAAAAAAAN8/V5Vzxw7tL9k/s72-c/P1010101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398287558114100308.post-4813422348689459772</id><published>2009-01-05T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T15:21:10.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Family Home Evening</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SWKVxcEiXoI/AAAAAAAAANs/luA0R6I-Xpw/s1600-h/P1010052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287953589067734658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SWKVxcEiXoI/AAAAAAAAANs/luA0R6I-Xpw/s320/P1010052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;My family gets together every month for FHE and this year we decided to act out the Nativity. This was so sweet and so cute. Ryan was a shepherd and Brennan was an (old) baby Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SWKTvJQvPxI/AAAAAAAAANU/72lY-VY1uhI/s1600-h/P1010050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287951350635642642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SWKTvJQvPxI/AAAAAAAAANU/72lY-VY1uhI/s320/P1010050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398287558114100308-4813422348689459772?l=saloomfam02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/feeds/4813422348689459772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398287558114100308&amp;postID=4813422348689459772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/4813422348689459772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/4813422348689459772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-family-home-evening.html' title='Christmas Family Home Evening'/><author><name>jan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SWKVxcEiXoI/AAAAAAAAANs/luA0R6I-Xpw/s72-c/P1010052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398287558114100308.post-3650897459458987131</id><published>2009-01-05T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T16:08:52.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Recital</title><content type='html'>Ryan had her first dance recital on December 18th. She was so excited and it was so cute to see her and Ella up there on stage. I think Ryan liked the getting all dressed up part more than the actual dancing part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f1836f5b2e0fb038" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df1836f5b2e0fb038%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329947394%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D86596116B3B3188CC47D30EB7D7AC8DAACBC5C03.1D5AA038F0C3FAF185172B6E6A762461C2F6C5E2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df1836f5b2e0fb038%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dpjp6FPXJl9Hw99e3lnuzbzCBudQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df1836f5b2e0fb038%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329947394%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D86596116B3B3188CC47D30EB7D7AC8DAACBC5C03.1D5AA038F0C3FAF185172B6E6A762461C2F6C5E2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df1836f5b2e0fb038%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dpjp6FPXJl9Hw99e3lnuzbzCBudQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning::: the clip is very shaky..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398287558114100308-3650897459458987131?l=saloomfam02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f1836f5b2e0fb038&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/feeds/3650897459458987131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398287558114100308&amp;postID=3650897459458987131' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/3650897459458987131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/3650897459458987131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/2009/01/dance-recital.html' title='Dance Recital'/><author><name>jan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398287558114100308.post-3387359352614906215</id><published>2009-01-05T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T14:34:12.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brennan Turns 1 !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SWKKGh8l-PI/AAAAAAAAANM/ige_nGsfCxM/s1600-h/P1010036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287940757282748658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SWKKGh8l-PI/AAAAAAAAANM/ige_nGsfCxM/s320/P1010036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SWKKGKfNaxI/AAAAAAAAANE/-x87I1ES5-4/s1600-h/P1010023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287940750985489170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SWKKGKfNaxI/AAAAAAAAANE/-x87I1ES5-4/s320/P1010023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that he is one. He is growing up way too fast for me. His birthday was a lot of fun and he loved his birthday cake. I am so amazed by the differences in boys and girls. Maybe it's just personalitites too. But its fun how different each child is. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398287558114100308-3387359352614906215?l=saloomfam02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/feeds/3387359352614906215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398287558114100308&amp;postID=3387359352614906215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/3387359352614906215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/3387359352614906215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/2009/01/brennan-turns-1.html' title='Brennan Turns 1 !!!!'/><author><name>jan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SWKKGh8l-PI/AAAAAAAAANM/ige_nGsfCxM/s72-c/P1010036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398287558114100308.post-919574519642271586</id><published>2008-11-20T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T13:17:14.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost 1????</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;I can't believe our little "guy" is going to be 1 next month.  He is always on the move and getting in and out of everything.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SSXRRO75_KI/AAAAAAAAAL0/L2hlQV3GEdc/s1600-h/P1010077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270849032904375458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SSXRRO75_KI/AAAAAAAAAL0/L2hlQV3GEdc/s320/P1010077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is my favorite smile of his.  His old man gumpy smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SSXRQ5923KI/AAAAAAAAALs/pGU9FwgEaHg/s1600-h/P1010090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270849027275414690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SSXRQ5923KI/AAAAAAAAALs/pGU9FwgEaHg/s320/P1010090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I love when Ryan and Brennan play together.  It is so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SSXRQMywPSI/AAAAAAAAALk/HMiZjnPuZUU/s1600-h/P1010097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270849015149247778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SSXRQMywPSI/AAAAAAAAALk/HMiZjnPuZUU/s320/P1010097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the play (or Alot of times the play is short lived and then...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SSXRP0PZ4FI/AAAAAAAAALc/syicuz2lsh8/s1600-h/P1010104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270849008558530642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SSXRP0PZ4FI/AAAAAAAAALc/syicuz2lsh8/s320/P1010104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep telling Ryan she better watch out.  He's not so little anymore and what comes around goes around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SSXROPcAY0I/AAAAAAAAALU/7jGtKK4XfVM/s1600-h/P1010105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270848981499405122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SSXROPcAY0I/AAAAAAAAALU/7jGtKK4XfVM/s320/P1010105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398287558114100308-919574519642271586?l=saloomfam02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/feeds/919574519642271586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398287558114100308&amp;postID=919574519642271586' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/919574519642271586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/919574519642271586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/2008/11/almost-1.html' title='Almost 1????'/><author><name>jan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SSXRRO75_KI/AAAAAAAAAL0/L2hlQV3GEdc/s72-c/P1010077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398287558114100308.post-5075021099988470916</id><published>2008-11-16T17:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T18:07:11.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"WICKED"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SSDRh-KsDkI/AAAAAAAAAKc/hx4qFBvoNzU/s1600-h/Photo002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269441945577197122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SSDRh-KsDkI/AAAAAAAAAKc/hx4qFBvoNzU/s320/Photo002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got 'em.   Can't Wait!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398287558114100308-5075021099988470916?l=saloomfam02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/feeds/5075021099988470916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398287558114100308&amp;postID=5075021099988470916' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/5075021099988470916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/5075021099988470916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/2008/11/wicked.html' title='&quot;WICKED&quot;'/><author><name>jan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SSDRh-KsDkI/AAAAAAAAAKc/hx4qFBvoNzU/s72-c/Photo002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398287558114100308.post-5830481919887203986</id><published>2008-11-09T16:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T16:58:26.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think that Halloween is becoming a week long holiday instead of just one day. Between dance and story hour and pre-preschool and family get togethers we were getting dressed up almost everyday it seemed like.  Because the weather was still pretty warm out and Ryan always jumps at the chance at dressing up we decided she could be a princess ballerina when it was warm and a ladybug when it was cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;S&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SReE_sUgedI/AAAAAAAAAKU/g8UYVgOqmPg/s1600-h/P1010038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266824518996883922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SReE_sUgedI/AAAAAAAAAKU/g8UYVgOqmPg/s320/P1010038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SReE_TGDZJI/AAAAAAAAAKM/scRqZREEwVQ/s1600-h/P1010027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266824512225371282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SReE_TGDZJI/AAAAAAAAAKM/scRqZREEwVQ/s320/P1010027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SReE-ggHraI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ZV8T87BBVKo/s1600-h/P1010024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266824498644495778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SReE-ggHraI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ZV8T87BBVKo/s320/P1010024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SReBidO1AuI/AAAAAAAAAJc/2zmgxZ2OBX0/s1600-h/P1010046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266820718195442402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SReBidO1AuI/AAAAAAAAAJc/2zmgxZ2OBX0/s320/P1010046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brennan our little puppy was sick most of the time with ear infections so he wasn't his usual smiley self and didn't like wearing his costume.  But I got lucky and got one shot of him with his "guy" smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SReBh_c-WoI/AAAAAAAAAJU/4AMvppxamFo/s1600-h/brennan1%5B1%5D+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266820710201711234" style="WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SReBh_c-WoI/AAAAAAAAAJU/4AMvppxamFo/s320/brennan1%5B1%5D+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398287558114100308-5830481919887203986?l=saloomfam02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/feeds/5830481919887203986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398287558114100308&amp;postID=5830481919887203986' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/5830481919887203986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/5830481919887203986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>jan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SReE_sUgedI/AAAAAAAAAKU/g8UYVgOqmPg/s72-c/P1010038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398287558114100308.post-6995279555032097243</id><published>2008-10-23T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T15:02:34.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MEXICAN RIVERIA CRUISE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So,,,, Preston and I have been home for 5 days and Iam still having major withdrawals. I can't decide what I am missing more right now... Is it the sun, the beach, the food, the strawberry daiquiris, the sleep, the 24 hour room service.... I don't know. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SQDwDsSeuaI/AAAAAAAAAJM/quiUtrSivjI/s1600-h/P1010024+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260468310987684258" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SQDwDsSeuaI/AAAAAAAAAJM/quiUtrSivjI/s320/P1010024+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is at Lover's Beach in Cabo San Lucas. This was my favorite beach. The water was so blue it was so beautiful.(If you watched The Hills this week this should look familiar.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SQDwDa4AzbI/AAAAAAAAAJE/OJ6onzmAijQ/s1600-h/P1010005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260468306313268658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SQDwDa4AzbI/AAAAAAAAAJE/OJ6onzmAijQ/s320/P1010005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;In Cabo we also went on a Rhino excursion. We drove these throught the rain forest and on the beach. (Let's just say Preston and his friend enjoyed this.. I just wanted to get back to the beach and my book and some yummy drink with an umbrella.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Puerta Vallarta we went on this outdoor adventure and it was amazing and probably the coolest and the most fun we have ever had. We rode in a boat over to an island and then you take a jeep ride up into the deep rain forest. Then my favorite part (as you can see there are no pictures of that sight) you ride a mule up a steep mountain and then it's just ziplines and repelling, It seriously was so fun. The first zipline I didn't dare look down because there was no down. Just trees and water. AWESOME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SQDwDOkHJtI/AAAAAAAAAI8/4yVDGqoqWzk/s1600-h/IMG_0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260468303008573138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SQDwDOkHJtI/AAAAAAAAAI8/4yVDGqoqWzk/s320/IMG_0116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260468291157090818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SQDwCiaf4gI/AAAAAAAAAI0/aQGjqv3FV2w/s320/IMG_0025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SQDwCHu67sI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ihsKWJhGxvg/s1600-h/IMG_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260468283994992322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SQDwCHu67sI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ihsKWJhGxvg/s320/IMG_0063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398287558114100308-6995279555032097243?l=saloomfam02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/feeds/6995279555032097243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398287558114100308&amp;postID=6995279555032097243' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/6995279555032097243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/6995279555032097243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/2008/10/mexican-riveria-cruise.html' title='MEXICAN RIVERIA CRUISE'/><author><name>jan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SQDwDsSeuaI/AAAAAAAAAJM/quiUtrSivjI/s72-c/P1010024+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398287558114100308.post-5512449862995074474</id><published>2008-10-21T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T18:03:17.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryan Turns 3!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SP5PvzK-MII/AAAAAAAAAG0/LHGN3zyNqKA/s1600-h/p1010021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259729097423990914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SP5PvzK-MII/AAAAAAAAAG0/LHGN3zyNqKA/s320/p1010021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I can't believe that she really is 3. I know everyone says time goes by so fast but it really is true. Her favorite thing is still Cinderella and Ariel. She loves to dance and sing and her most favorite thing of all is Wow Wow Wubzy. (Because I am not a photographer and she doesn't always smile when you want her to, this is the best one I could get of her at her party.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SP5NyCCqVkI/AAAAAAAAAGs/fRgmGGRKrxw/s1600-h/p1010031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259726936752150082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SP5NyCCqVkI/AAAAAAAAAGs/fRgmGGRKrxw/s320/p1010031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SP5LrBZJP8I/AAAAAAAAAGk/7NqBtuVBKR8/s1600-h/p1010019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259724617295675330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 323px" height="316" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SP5LrBZJP8I/AAAAAAAAAGk/7NqBtuVBKR8/s320/p1010019.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SP5NyCCqVkI/AAAAAAAAAGs/fRgmGGRKrxw/s1600-h/p1010031.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My friend Melanie made her birthday cake. She loved it and it turned out so cute. I don't think that she actually ate any of the cake but she did lick most of the frosting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SP5Iw1BfTQI/AAAAAAAAAGc/d506aUCKjYk/s1600-h/p1010020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259721418519563522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SP5Iw1BfTQI/AAAAAAAAAGc/d506aUCKjYk/s320/p1010020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SP5PwQx2fkI/AAAAAAAAAG8/RbCAgKbWcvM/s1600-h/p1010025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259729105371692610" style="WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 396px" height="396" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SP5PwQx2fkI/AAAAAAAAAG8/RbCAgKbWcvM/s320/p1010025.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We had a big birthday party with all of Ryan's family. We had pizza and games and of course lots of balloons and she got some of her favorite fun princess and Barbie stuff. When she opened her card from Grandma and Grandpa Boozer she was excited when money fell out. She held up her money and said she was going to buy Diet Coke. (I don't know where she would get that)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398287558114100308-5512449862995074474?l=saloomfam02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/feeds/5512449862995074474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398287558114100308&amp;postID=5512449862995074474' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/5512449862995074474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/5512449862995074474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/2008/10/ryan-turns-3.html' title='Ryan Turns 3!!!'/><author><name>jan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SP5PvzK-MII/AAAAAAAAAG0/LHGN3zyNqKA/s72-c/p1010021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398287558114100308.post-4334359287179224467</id><published>2008-09-16T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T10:47:05.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day At The Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My sister Julie and her kids are off-track and they invited us to go the fair with them.  Ryan of course loved being with Dayton and Emily.  We had a really fun time.  The best part of course was the funnel cake.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SM_vLPD3wyI/AAAAAAAAAFs/EFsFDzP875g/s1600-h/P1010086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246675067210285858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SM_vLPD3wyI/AAAAAAAAAFs/EFsFDzP875g/s320/P1010086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Discovery Zone for kids is so fun.  It is hands on center that lets the kids see how food goes from the farm to the store.  Ryan had a good time with her cousins.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SM_vLpuphdI/AAAAAAAAAF0/skpO-h66Ll0/s1600-h/P1010090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246675074369029586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SM_vLpuphdI/AAAAAAAAAF0/skpO-h66Ll0/s320/P1010090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Picking apples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SM_vL3HU9hI/AAAAAAAAAF8/OApNpI5xccc/s1600-h/P1010091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246675077962200594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SM_vL3HU9hI/AAAAAAAAAF8/OApNpI5xccc/s320/P1010091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Planting seeds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SM_vMTYZOjI/AAAAAAAAAGE/bge__QCjmDA/s1600-h/P1010096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246675085549976114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SM_vMTYZOjI/AAAAAAAAAGE/bge__QCjmDA/s320/P1010096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Sheering the Sheep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SM_vMrwjzQI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UmGI_YXENQo/s1600-h/P1010100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246675092093783298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SM_vMrwjzQI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UmGI_YXENQo/s320/P1010100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Gathering Eggs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;( I'm ready for the chicken farm, Papa Boozer.)&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/8398287558114100308-4334359287179224467?l=saloomfam02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/feeds/4334359287179224467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398287558114100308&amp;postID=4334359287179224467' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/4334359287179224467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/4334359287179224467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/2008/09/day-at-fair.html' title='A Day At The Fair'/><author><name>jan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SM_vLPD3wyI/AAAAAAAAAFs/EFsFDzP875g/s72-c/P1010086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398287558114100308.post-1149754123684916573</id><published>2008-09-15T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:29:24.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Dance for Ryan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SM8uaRKf4AI/AAAAAAAAAFM/fJQXFq8aI28/s1600-h/P1010081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246463119728828418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SM8uaRKf4AI/AAAAAAAAAFM/fJQXFq8aI28/s320/P1010081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ryan does not enjoy getting her picture taken. Before class started I was trying to get one but as you can see she was not very cooperative. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SM8wh84cJpI/AAAAAAAAAFU/98mBD2ZturE/s1600-h/P1010078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246465450746586770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SM8wh84cJpI/AAAAAAAAAFU/98mBD2ZturE/s320/P1010078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SM8wiJvQ0vI/AAAAAAAAAFc/95mcOXLFgS0/s1600-h/P1010079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246465454197756658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SM8wiJvQ0vI/AAAAAAAAAFc/95mcOXLFgS0/s320/P1010079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SM8uaRKf4AI/AAAAAAAAAFM/fJQXFq8aI28/s1600-h/P1010081.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SM8wieUuWXI/AAAAAAAAAFk/40z-0x50y2M/s1600-h/P1010080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246465459723590002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SM8wieUuWXI/AAAAAAAAAFk/40z-0x50y2M/s320/P1010080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398287558114100308-1149754123684916573?l=saloomfam02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/feeds/1149754123684916573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398287558114100308&amp;postID=1149754123684916573' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/1149754123684916573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/1149754123684916573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-day-of-dance-for-ryan.html' title='First Day of Dance for Ryan'/><author><name>jan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SM8uaRKf4AI/AAAAAAAAAFM/fJQXFq8aI28/s72-c/P1010081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398287558114100308.post-8272860255857744656</id><published>2008-09-15T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T10:46:37.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On The Train At The Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Preston had the day off of work so we went to the zoo.  Ryan's favorite part of the zoo is the train ride.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SM6eBEgpJLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/AgQKA5jr8R4/s1600-h/P1010250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246304357160920242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SM6eBEgpJLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/AgQKA5jr8R4/s320/P1010250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SM6eBDRSgOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/RB_IqZvTR6Q/s1600-h/P1010249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246304356828086498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SM6eBDRSgOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/RB_IqZvTR6Q/s320/P1010249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SM6eBDRSgOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/RB_IqZvTR6Q/s1600-h/P1010249.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398287558114100308-8272860255857744656?l=saloomfam02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/feeds/8272860255857744656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398287558114100308&amp;postID=8272860255857744656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/8272860255857744656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398287558114100308/posts/default/8272860255857744656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomfam02.blogspot.com/2008/09/on-train-at-zoo.html' title='On The Train At The Zoo'/><author><name>jan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpZXNT5yC1k/SM6eBEgpJLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/AgQKA5jr8R4/s72-c/P1010250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
