<?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-5723593235930381716</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:47:50.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stewart Family</title><subtitle type='html'>Kevin . Ali . Taylor . Haley . Kenzie</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-3386700241651662566</id><published>2010-08-10T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T13:18:31.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/TGGzGcyv_dI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Pv0jg2vmLro/s1600/DSC_0520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/TGGzGcyv_dI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Pv0jg2vmLro/s320/DSC_0520.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503877143013096914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mckenzie having a good time on the boat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/TGGzGByImDI/AAAAAAAAAZs/r_LvYIAnAKk/s1600/DSC_0556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/TGGzGByImDI/AAAAAAAAAZs/r_LvYIAnAKk/s320/DSC_0556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503877135762757682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kevin getting some air on the wakeboard!!1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/TGGzFtrjSQI/AAAAAAAAAZk/bTJjaLw4RR4/s1600/DSC_0518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/TGGzFtrjSQI/AAAAAAAAAZk/bTJjaLw4RR4/s320/DSC_0518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503877130366437634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/TGGzXQhUYVI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/1xjT9De7BUo/s1600/DSC_0479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/TGGzXQhUYVI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/1xjT9De7BUo/s320/DSC_0479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503877431776534866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haley striking a pose on the dock.  Such a beach Babe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/TGGyfAjbf0I/AAAAAAAAAZU/fD0pPy6Ajyw/s1600/DSC_0498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/TGGyfAjbf0I/AAAAAAAAAZU/fD0pPy6Ajyw/s320/DSC_0498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503876465417748290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/TGGyffMhAAI/AAAAAAAAAZc/bFfBjs9Dan4/s1600/DSC_0500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/TGGyffMhAAI/AAAAAAAAAZc/bFfBjs9Dan4/s320/DSC_0500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503876473643139074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/TGGye5reNUI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Z5-qqQgVmOg/s1600/DSC_0489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/TGGye5reNUI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Z5-qqQgVmOg/s320/DSC_0489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503876463572432194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week we went up to Bear Lake with my family.  It was so much fun!!  We stayed at my friend's cabin which was so nice.  We hung out, got lots of Raspberry Shakes, watched movies, ate yummy food, went to Raspberry days and got rained on!!!, and best of all went boating.  There aren't many things in life that I would rather do then be out on the boat.  I LOVE it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The water was a bit chilly, but we still had fun.  We spent almost the whole day on Thursday out on the lake.  The water and weather was perfect all day.  The kids loved it.  I was so proud of my kids.  They both got in the lake and swam, which was pretty brave considering the tempurature of the water.  Then Tess, my niece went out on the knee board.  When she was finished I asked Haley if she wanted to and she said, "yes" stood up, and went to the back of the boat and got in the water with Eric, my brother and went on the knee board.   She did so good.  Eric said that he kept asking her if she wanted to get back in the boat and she kept saying NO!!  She loved it.  The water splashed in her face a little bit, I think that is the only thing that bothered her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor also went on the knee board.  I was so proud of her.  Last year when we went to Lake Powell she didn't want to do ANYTHING.  So this year I kind of expected the same thing.  So I told her I would buy her and ice cream cone if she did it, and she said ok.  So out she went with Eric.  I didn't get any pictures of her because my battery on my camera died so I will have to get some from my parents to show you, but here are some pictures of our vacation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-3386700241651662566?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/3386700241651662566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=3386700241651662566&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/3386700241651662566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/3386700241651662566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2010/08/bear-lake.html' title='Bear Lake'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/TGGzGcyv_dI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Pv0jg2vmLro/s72-c/DSC_0520.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-4466730913695686526</id><published>2010-06-10T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T14:01:55.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Correction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/TBFSmHOpL0I/AAAAAAAAAZE/QJ0queZIn5c/s1600/Strawberry+Days+Ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/TBFSmHOpL0I/AAAAAAAAAZE/QJ0queZIn5c/s320/Strawberry+Days+Ad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481253036215578434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Mel for pointing out that I put up the wrong flyer.  Sorry.  I totally didn't notice that the dates were wrong.  Here is the correct one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-4466730913695686526?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/4466730913695686526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=4466730913695686526&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/4466730913695686526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/4466730913695686526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2010/06/correction.html' title='Correction'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/TBFSmHOpL0I/AAAAAAAAAZE/QJ0queZIn5c/s72-c/Strawberry+Days+Ad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-9124352564065884029</id><published>2010-06-09T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T08:10:45.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SugarBerry Designs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/TA-uhWEoblI/AAAAAAAAAY8/ozxTqQiKdzw/s1600/blissadlowres-p001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/TA-uhWEoblI/AAAAAAAAAY8/ozxTqQiKdzw/s320/blissadlowres-p001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480791159417106002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I started a business where my friend Ashley and I sell children necklaces.  We are going to be selling them at Bliss Boutique during Strawberry days.  Come and check us out.  We are way excited!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/STEWART/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/STEWART/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/STEWART/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-9124352564065884029?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/9124352564065884029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=9124352564065884029&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/9124352564065884029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/9124352564065884029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2010/06/sugarberry-designs.html' title='SugarBerry Designs'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/TA-uhWEoblI/AAAAAAAAAY8/ozxTqQiKdzw/s72-c/blissadlowres-p001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-3050698127415322652</id><published>2010-05-27T21:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T21:41:19.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor's Pre-School Gradutaion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/S_9JQOMu96I/AAAAAAAAAY0/xFg6WMpYwaE/s1600/DSC_0442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/S_9JQOMu96I/AAAAAAAAAY0/xFg6WMpYwaE/s320/DSC_0442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476176214944053154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/S_9JPPTv4UI/AAAAAAAAAYk/3ker871aPEk/s1600/DSC_0432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/S_9JPPTv4UI/AAAAAAAAAYk/3ker871aPEk/s320/DSC_0432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476176198062039362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/S_9JPirbWiI/AAAAAAAAAYs/GFAgypeuTp0/s1600/DSC_0435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/S_9JPirbWiI/AAAAAAAAAYs/GFAgypeuTp0/s320/DSC_0435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476176203261631010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Taylor graduated from her first year of pre-school.  I can't believe it, time goes by way too fast.  At her Christmas program her class sang a bunch of Christmas songs, well the rest of the class did, Taylor didn't want anything to do with it.  It was actually kind of funny.  She just stood there and looked around at everyone like, "What is going on?"  Then what was really funny is at the end of the program Haley walked up to the front and mouthed words like she was singing along.  So anyway, we thought that maybe she had gotten over her shyness in the last 5 months and that she would perform at this program, well once again she didn't.  She stood up there and looked out at her Grandma the whole time with a little smirk on her face.   Maybe next year.  Here are a couple of pictures of her at her graduation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-3050698127415322652?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/3050698127415322652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=3050698127415322652&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/3050698127415322652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/3050698127415322652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2010/05/taylors-pre-school-gradutaion.html' title='Taylor&apos;s Pre-School Gradutaion'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/S_9JQOMu96I/AAAAAAAAAY0/xFg6WMpYwaE/s72-c/DSC_0442.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-3388356423578163560</id><published>2010-05-27T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T21:33:43.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Haley</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/S_9Gqa2P4OI/AAAAAAAAAYc/dKH_SPekqHs/s1600/DSC_0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/S_9Gqa2P4OI/AAAAAAAAAYc/dKH_SPekqHs/s320/DSC_0418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476173366481117410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/S_9Gp9NE-0I/AAAAAAAAAYU/EzbCvYZeMkY/s1600/DSC_0419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/S_9Gp9NE-0I/AAAAAAAAAYU/EzbCvYZeMkY/s320/DSC_0419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476173358523808578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/S_9GQ8czu6I/AAAAAAAAAYM/RZyZrKQtwQs/s1600/DSC_0413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/S_9GQ8czu6I/AAAAAAAAAYM/RZyZrKQtwQs/s320/DSC_0413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476172928824621986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/S_9GQWBbuVI/AAAAAAAAAYE/OODazo2wxHE/s1600/DSC_0408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/S_9GQWBbuVI/AAAAAAAAAYE/OODazo2wxHE/s320/DSC_0408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476172918509254994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh Haley!!  She is such a sweet little girl.  I just love her so much.  She is my little girl that has so much fire within her, which at sometimes can be a real struggle to deal with, but on the other hand her fire makes me smile.  She is definitely a two year old.  She is learning her limits and finding out what she likes and doesn't like.  Lately she learned that she doesn't like to have elastics in her hair and so she has been ripping them out when I put her down for her nap, along with LOTS of her hair.  So I decided it was time for a hair cute.  So my dear friend, Erin cut her hair.  I think that it turn out so cute.  I totally fits her personality.  I love it.  Love you Haley!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-3388356423578163560?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/3388356423578163560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=3388356423578163560&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/3388356423578163560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/3388356423578163560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-little-haley.html' title='My Little Haley'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/S_9Gqa2P4OI/AAAAAAAAAYc/dKH_SPekqHs/s72-c/DSC_0418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-2352844884152284341</id><published>2010-04-06T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T14:12:16.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/S7uiaTxm2DI/AAAAAAAAAX8/0qkG-IFh9NE/s1600/DSC_0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/S7uiaTxm2DI/AAAAAAAAAX8/0qkG-IFh9NE/s320/DSC_0271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457133946358126642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh this baby is soooo HAPPY.  She LOVES to smile and talk to you, it just melts my heart.  I don't remember my other babies smiling and talking this early.  She is starting to fill out.  She is getting chubby cheeks and rolls on her arms and legs.  She is such a good baby.  We just love her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-2352844884152284341?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/2352844884152284341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=2352844884152284341&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/2352844884152284341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/2352844884152284341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-baby.html' title='Happy Baby'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/S7uiaTxm2DI/AAAAAAAAAX8/0qkG-IFh9NE/s72-c/DSC_0271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-7265326317475006764</id><published>2010-03-02T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T14:20:39.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mckenzie Jane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/S42OQbf0UbI/AAAAAAAAAXc/TOEOkjqvEvQ/s1600-h/IMG_8627+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/S42OQbf0UbI/AAAAAAAAAXc/TOEOkjqvEvQ/s320/IMG_8627+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444163937471058354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mckenzie Jane was born on January 21st.  She was 6 lbs. 11 oz. and 18 inches long.  She has been such a good baby, we just love her and the spirit that she brings into our home.  I am so lucky to have her as mine.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/S42OPqKVMUI/AAAAAAAAAXU/T2CgM9R_-vY/s1600-h/IMG_8620+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/S42OPqKVMUI/AAAAAAAAAXU/T2CgM9R_-vY/s320/IMG_8620+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444163924227600706" 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/5723593235930381716-7265326317475006764?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/7265326317475006764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=7265326317475006764&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/7265326317475006764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/7265326317475006764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2010/03/mckenzie-jane.html' title='Mckenzie Jane'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/S42OQbf0UbI/AAAAAAAAAXc/TOEOkjqvEvQ/s72-c/IMG_8627+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-3864106400990865547</id><published>2009-11-02T15:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T16:09:45.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>Happy Halloween!!  I hope you all had a wonderful Halloween of dressing up and eating LOTS of candy.  We sure did.  We had a great month of activities consisting of lots of dressing up, parties, witches night out! (Which I love), eating lots, and lots, and lots, of candy, making cookies, etc.  Here are a couple of pictures of the girls on Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Tess and Taylor over at Grandma's showing off their costumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/Su9z58aixPI/AAAAAAAAAXI/zcHZfqxKT2s/s1600-h/DSC_0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/Su9z58aixPI/AAAAAAAAAXI/zcHZfqxKT2s/s320/DSC_0158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399661917547709682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haley so excited that she has a WHOLE bag of candy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/Su9yPSdk5DI/AAAAAAAAAW4/JyXfGkyHye0/s1600-h/DSC_0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/Su9yPSdk5DI/AAAAAAAAAW4/JyXfGkyHye0/s320/DSC_0153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399660085220009010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haley and Taylor right before they went Trick-or-Treating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/Su9yFWwvIEI/AAAAAAAAAWw/q6f0B4EDGcU/s1600-h/DSC_0169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/Su9yFWwvIEI/AAAAAAAAAWw/q6f0B4EDGcU/s320/DSC_0169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399659914575421506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And one of all the girls.  Aren't they so cute!!  Hello Kitty, Black cat, and a Witch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/Su9x6Od3RlI/AAAAAAAAAWo/_ih4rc-UlIs/s1600-h/DSC_0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/Su9x6Od3RlI/AAAAAAAAAWo/_ih4rc-UlIs/s320/DSC_0154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399659723370219090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't do a very good job of getting one of them standing up, actually showing their costumes.  I will have to try better next year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-3864106400990865547?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/3864106400990865547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=3864106400990865547&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/3864106400990865547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/3864106400990865547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/Su9z58aixPI/AAAAAAAAAXI/zcHZfqxKT2s/s72-c/DSC_0158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-2742254702042725646</id><published>2009-09-24T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T12:58:08.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating...Finally!</title><content type='html'>Okay, okay, I know it has been FOREVER since I have updated my blog.  I really have been meaning too, but just haven't.  So today I finally got the desire to update it with somethings that we have been up too and realized that I let my sister-in-law borrow my camera and so I don't have it to load my pictures.  So I will have to post some pictures when I get it back.  But I thought that I could at least tell you, well those of you that don't know yet...that we are expecting another baby!!  Yep you read that right.  Baby number 3, and yes I will have 3 kids under the age of 3.  This baby was a bit of a surprise, well a HUGE surprise, but we are excited.  I am due at the end of January and we are having a girl.  So that is the news.  Hope everyone is doing well and getting excited for this fall weather coming up.  I will post again soon, I promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-2742254702042725646?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/2742254702042725646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=2742254702042725646&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/2742254702042725646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/2742254702042725646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2009/09/updatingfinally.html' title='Updating...Finally!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-5325103340082624433</id><published>2009-04-29T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T13:35:16.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haley turned 1</title><content type='html'>So Haley turned on year old on Tuesday.  I can't believe my baby is one already.  That year really went way too fast.  We had a family party on Monday night.  We had dinner, opened presents had yummy dessert, and watched Haley devour her cake.  She loved it.  Here are some pictures of her party:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the table, look at the cute pictures that my friend Jessica took of her. They so cute!! I love them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/Sfi4Use3yUI/AAAAAAAAAWI/QIGf6BMsFHI/s1600-h/DSC_0223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/Sfi4Use3yUI/AAAAAAAAAWI/QIGf6BMsFHI/s320/DSC_0223.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330212824670521666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is her cake!!  My sister-in-law, Brandi helped me make this cake for Haley, I think it turned out so cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/Sfi4836MRII/AAAAAAAAAWQ/TaBdEpkUcdg/s1600-h/DSC_0219-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/Sfi4836MRII/AAAAAAAAAWQ/TaBdEpkUcdg/s320/DSC_0219-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330213514932667522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haley got a slide for her Birthday, she absolutely loves it.  It was a hit amongst all the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/Sfi49GLz3MI/AAAAAAAAAWY/L7IUfMdP_Ls/s1600-h/DSC_0236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/Sfi49GLz3MI/AAAAAAAAAWY/L7IUfMdP_Ls/s320/DSC_0236.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330213518764661954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Haley eating her cake.  We finally had to take it away from her.  I think she could have eaten the whole thing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/Sfi49bd7duI/AAAAAAAAAWg/f7_9GprWHU0/s1600-h/DSC_0262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/Sfi49bd7duI/AAAAAAAAAWg/f7_9GprWHU0/s320/DSC_0262.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330213524477802210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a fun party, thanks to everyone who came and for the lovely presents.  We love you Haley so much and so glad that you are apart of our family.  Happy Birthday!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-5325103340082624433?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/5325103340082624433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=5325103340082624433&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/5325103340082624433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/5325103340082624433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2009/04/haley-turned-1.html' title='Haley turned 1'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/Sfi4Use3yUI/AAAAAAAAAWI/QIGf6BMsFHI/s72-c/DSC_0223.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-5619245837121513454</id><published>2009-04-01T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T17:38:05.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Skirts</title><content type='html'>So my friend, Jocey and I decided to make these skirts for our girls. We have been working on them for a few days and we finally finished them yesterday. I was worried that they would look really homeade looking, but I actually think that they turned out pretty cute, so I thought I would show them off. I haven't made anything from a pattern for a very, very long time, and it was acutally quite fun. What I really enjoyed was making these shirts to match. We just bought the white shirts for $5 at Old Navy and then used wonder-under and just ironed on these flowers. They literally took less than 5 minutes to make. It makes me want to make a bunch more for the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SdQHwsN6HiI/AAAAAAAAAVc/7fFQNdAkFe0/s1600-h/DSC_0080-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SdQHwsN6HiI/AAAAAAAAAVc/7fFQNdAkFe0/s320/DSC_0080-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319885592916008482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SdQHxKSnaYI/AAAAAAAAAVk/rZAGjP6HZZY/s1600-h/DSC_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SdQHxKSnaYI/AAAAAAAAAVk/rZAGjP6HZZY/s320/DSC_0084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319885600988817794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SdQHwUvXHeI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YQqDeRtlIjo/s1600-h/DSC_0077-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SdQHwUvXHeI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YQqDeRtlIjo/s320/DSC_0077-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319885586613870050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SdQHwYWTlVI/AAAAAAAAAVM/swSgmcQgN1o/s1600-h/DSC_0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SdQHwYWTlVI/AAAAAAAAAVM/swSgmcQgN1o/s320/DSC_0079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319885587582522706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SdQIrhngg4I/AAAAAAAAAV0/EKv0EuGNj9s/s1600-h/DSC_0085-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SdQIrhngg4I/AAAAAAAAAV0/EKv0EuGNj9s/s320/DSC_0085-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319886603682874242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SdQIrvk1OUI/AAAAAAAAAV8/tyxtcMtxDBA/s1600-h/DSC_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SdQIrvk1OUI/AAAAAAAAAV8/tyxtcMtxDBA/s320/DSC_0089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319886607429744962" 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/5723593235930381716-5619245837121513454?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/5619245837121513454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=5619245837121513454&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/5619245837121513454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/5619245837121513454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2009/04/skirts.html' title='Skirts'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/SdQHwsN6HiI/AAAAAAAAAVc/7fFQNdAkFe0/s72-c/DSC_0080-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-2876304003510119199</id><published>2009-02-23T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T17:02:14.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRAZY Hair!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SaNGTjX0GqI/AAAAAAAAAVE/68h2tcmvOy0/s1600-h/DSC_0568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SaNGTjX0GqI/AAAAAAAAAVE/68h2tcmvOy0/s320/DSC_0568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306162087699159714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SaNGTY1MQMI/AAAAAAAAAU8/0sR0E4DzmYs/s1600-h/DSC_0566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SaNGTY1MQMI/AAAAAAAAAU8/0sR0E4DzmYs/s320/DSC_0566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306162084869587138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SaNGTDFGLwI/AAAAAAAAAU0/VMJ30SwB6ME/s1600-h/DSC_0565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SaNGTDFGLwI/AAAAAAAAAU0/VMJ30SwB6ME/s320/DSC_0565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306162079030718210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The other day I got Haley out of her crib when she first woke up and the first thing I thought of was, Donald Trump.  It was the craziest bed head I have ever seen.  So then I put her in her high chair and gave her some bananas and then she rubbed her hands through her hair.  So this is the result.  Maybe she should be Donald Trump for Halloween.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-2876304003510119199?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/2876304003510119199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=2876304003510119199&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/2876304003510119199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/2876304003510119199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2009/02/crazy-hair.html' title='CRAZY Hair!!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/SaNGTjX0GqI/AAAAAAAAAVE/68h2tcmvOy0/s72-c/DSC_0568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-2881902691080628964</id><published>2009-02-03T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T15:42:52.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SYjUpDwaHOI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ReLn9hsH4p8/s1600-h/DSC_0547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 207px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SYjUpDwaHOI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ReLn9hsH4p8/s320/DSC_0547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298718763449457890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taylor trying to go on the "Potty."  We have been potty training for the past week or so, well this is the fourth "Round."  I am determined to do it this time.  This is her second potty chart.  It is helping a lot.  I think she is finally getting the concept of the whole thing.  She is actually doing pretty good.  It is just so frustrating when she has an accident.  I just have to keep telling myself that it takes time.  I have always had a fear of potty training a child, and it is a little harder than I thought, but I know that she will get it soon.  So any advice out there of you wise mothers that have been through this, I will gladly take it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SYjTJn9ZWkI/AAAAAAAAAUk/33beKO_0vfc/s1600-h/DSC_0540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SYjTJn9ZWkI/AAAAAAAAAUk/33beKO_0vfc/s320/DSC_0540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298717123900168770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have always loved those pictures of children who fall asleep in places other than their beds.  I don't think that my kids have really done it that much because they both are the type that have to fall asleep in their cribs, but today we were eating lunch and Taylor says, "mommy, Haley is asleep."  And she started laughing.  It was so funny.  So I just had to take a picture of it.  I guess she was just so tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-2881902691080628964?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/2881902691080628964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=2881902691080628964&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/2881902691080628964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/2881902691080628964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2009/02/daily-life.html' title='Daily Life'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/SYjUpDwaHOI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ReLn9hsH4p8/s72-c/DSC_0547.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-4017756607683589235</id><published>2009-01-22T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T16:27:09.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SXkNZgsoUUI/AAAAAAAAAUI/DCn6pqhih64/s1600-h/DSC_0450.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Wow, It is the middle of January and I am just posting about Christmas.   We had a wonderful Christmas filled with Family, food, and laughing.  Here is a picture of the girls in their Christmas PJ's.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SXkNZgsoUUI/AAAAAAAAAUI/DCn6pqhih64/s320/DSC_0450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294277568875745602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Haley playing with her new toy.  She can't quite figure out how to open them yet, but she sure loves to close them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SXkM-Jt1LYI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Nonk0JrxBMI/s1600-h/DSC_0468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SXkM-Jt1LYI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Nonk0JrxBMI/s320/DSC_0468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294277098850299266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute picture of Haley with her presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SXkM93muecI/AAAAAAAAATw/4DiCsEId21w/s1600-h/DSC_0460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SXkM93muecI/AAAAAAAAATw/4DiCsEId21w/s320/DSC_0460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294277093988661698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taylor got a new Diaper bag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SXkMX0X6K9I/AAAAAAAAATo/FLlt1g8ro4Y/s1600-h/DSC_0480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SXkMX0X6K9I/AAAAAAAAATo/FLlt1g8ro4Y/s320/DSC_0480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294276440286178258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And some things to do her hair.  She loves her blow dryer and her curling iron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SXkMXn-sYPI/AAAAAAAAATg/diWWW3yVXU4/s1600-h/DSC_0477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SXkMXn-sYPI/AAAAAAAAATg/diWWW3yVXU4/s320/DSC_0477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294276436959191282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is her new salon.  She absolutely loves it.  We do hair several times a day now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SXkMXIEy24I/AAAAAAAAATY/ZpxnCrwzSBM/s1600-h/DSC_0463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SXkMXIEy24I/AAAAAAAAATY/ZpxnCrwzSBM/s320/DSC_0463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294276428394847106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She also got a new baby, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Calin&lt;/span&gt;.  She loves it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SXkMW4vGAqI/AAAAAAAAATQ/foq4dFvvhy4/s1600-h/DSC_0490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SXkMW4vGAqI/AAAAAAAAATQ/foq4dFvvhy4/s320/DSC_0490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294276424277295778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom got Haley this cute little chair.  I absolutely love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SXkMWsVeeKI/AAAAAAAAATI/0KMfoNYR_Yg/s1600-h/DSC_0504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SXkMWsVeeKI/AAAAAAAAATI/0KMfoNYR_Yg/s320/DSC_0504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294276420948621474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hope you all had a wonderful Christmas and Happy New Year!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-4017756607683589235?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/4017756607683589235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=4017756607683589235&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/4017756607683589235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/4017756607683589235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/SXkNZgsoUUI/AAAAAAAAAUI/DCn6pqhih64/s72-c/DSC_0450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-1353066057530383979</id><published>2008-12-15T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T13:58:55.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lights at Temple Square</title><content type='html'>Wow!! It sure has been a long time since I have updated.  I am sorry I will try to do better and updating more often.  This year we have talking a lot about some traditions that we want to do as a family.  Our kids our getting the age where they are going to remember what we do around Christmas time so we made a list of some things that we want to do.  Last Monday night we went with my family to a live Nativity in Alpine.  We first met at Barbacoa and got dinner and then we went to a church up in Alpine got all bundled up and rode in a horse trailer to up a barn.  It was so neat.  There was a live camel, sheep, and donkey.  They also had Roman soldiers riding on horses asking for our name and taxes and if we have seen a new born baby.  There were people dressed up and doing different things like making baskets, grinding wheat, etc. - acting like people from Bethlehem.  Then in a different stable there was Mary, Joseph and the baby.  I was so neat to see in real life.  Then we went to my moms and had hot chocolate and played games. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday night we went to Temple Square.  We first rode Trax from my bothers house to the Gateway and ate at California Pizza Kitchen, mmmm I absolutely love that place.  Especially their spinach artichoke dip.  If you haven't gotten that there, it is must!!  Then we took trax over to the temple and walked around.  It was fun to see all the lights.  It doesn't matter how many times you have seen the lights they are truly amazing.  I can't imagine how much work goes in to that.  I did miss the huge red tree though.  They stopped doing that a couple years ago and it is missed.  Then we went and got some warm drinks at Starbucks.  I got the Carmel apple cider.  Delicious.  So thanks family for the fun couple of days.  Here are some pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor all bundled up getting ready to to on Trax, she looks like the kid who can't put his arms down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280135480934604418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SUbPPpsLHoI/AAAAAAAAARQ/ayDljagYXMA/s320/DSC_0355.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Tess and Taylor in front of the Pink trees.  Look at Tess striking a pose.  She is such a crack up, so does stuff like that all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SUbPSyqN1uI/AAAAAAAAARw/mpmJ26YeZY4/s1600-h/DSC_0372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280135534881920738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SUbPSyqN1uI/AAAAAAAAARw/mpmJ26YeZY4/s320/DSC_0372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Kevin in front of the orange lights. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SUbPSL404oI/AAAAAAAAARo/ud9mDXvxu0Y/s1600-h/DSC_0365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280135524474217090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SUbPSL404oI/AAAAAAAAARo/ud9mDXvxu0Y/s320/DSC_0365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Haley all bundled up riding in her stroller.  She was so good.  She didn't make a peep all night long and she was in her car seat for a near 4-5 hours.  Such a good girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SUbPR5Umw6I/AAAAAAAAARg/2dKYsb_20u8/s1600-h/DSC_0363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280135519490458530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SUbPR5Umw6I/AAAAAAAAARg/2dKYsb_20u8/s320/DSC_0363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin and Taylor riding on Trax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SUbPRO1ZDyI/AAAAAAAAARY/tt5AU_vQjF0/s1600-h/DSC_0361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280135508085247778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SUbPRO1ZDyI/AAAAAAAAARY/tt5AU_vQjF0/s320/DSC_0361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Taylor - look at Taylor's rosy cheeks &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280136101409201122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SUbPzxI2G-I/AAAAAAAAAR4/Z9PEbhLmH-0/s320/DSC_0376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tess and Taylor enjoying their OWN hot chocolates.  Those are perfect for kids they make them so they are just warm.  They loved them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280136113489036098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SUbP0eI5w0I/AAAAAAAAASA/S2FpsttPFOw/s320/DSC_0382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor pulling a funny face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280136114778043202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SUbP0i8Oc0I/AAAAAAAAASI/BWnay_m5cKc/s320/DSC_0380.JPG" border="0" /&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-1353066057530383979?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/1353066057530383979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=1353066057530383979&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/1353066057530383979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/1353066057530383979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/12/lights-at-temple-square.html' title='Lights at Temple Square'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/SUbPPpsLHoI/AAAAAAAAARQ/ayDljagYXMA/s72-c/DSC_0355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-1279075637465386384</id><published>2008-11-05T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T14:49:10.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY HALLOWEEN</title><content type='html'>We had a wonderful Halloween.  We started the activities off by going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Omniture&lt;/span&gt;.  Kevin's work puts on quite a party.  Each department is given $2000 to decorate the department in a theme.  Kevin's department did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; vs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;UofU&lt;/span&gt;.  They brought in real sod, goal posts, score board, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cosmo&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; cheerleaders, and much more.  It was crazy.  Some other themes were the Wizard of Oz, which they brought in midgets for the munchkins, and crystal ball the witch, scarecrow, tin man, etc and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;yellow brick&lt;/span&gt; road.  Another was the old school &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Nintendo&lt;/span&gt;.  That was fun to see.   There were so many I could go on and on.  Then we came home and had pizza with Eric and Brandi and go the girls ready to go Trick-or-treating.  Taylor was pretty tired so she wasn't much fun to be around at the beginning, so that is why I didn't really get any good pictures of her.  After a while she like going to each house.  At each house she always wanted a YELLOW treat.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Whether&lt;/span&gt; it was peanut M&amp;amp;M's, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;starburst&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Butterfingers&lt;/span&gt;, what ever it was  it had to be yellow.  You knew which bag was hers by looking in and seeing yellow.  Then after trick-or-treating we drove down to Cedar City to visit my grandparents.  It was a fun weekend.  We enjoyed it.  Here are some pictures of the girls' costumes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor-Devin, Haley-Angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SRIg32b8QqI/AAAAAAAAARI/OMgJV5JEiTU/s1600-h/DSC_0290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265307058227135138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SRIg32b8QqI/AAAAAAAAARI/OMgJV5JEiTU/s320/DSC_0290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taylor and Tyler Trick-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;or-Treating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SRIg3puVbZI/AAAAAAAAARA/jAPCV4pbKC8/s1600-h/DSC_0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265307054814621074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SRIg3puVbZI/AAAAAAAAARA/jAPCV4pbKC8/s320/DSC_0288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the kids in the neighborhood.  There is Tess' cute Witch costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SRIg3ESXpaI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/m6da_EHoWDo/s1600-h/DSC_0283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265307044765214114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SRIg3ESXpaI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/m6da_EHoWDo/s320/DSC_0283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haley being and Angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SRIg25E-u6I/AAAAAAAAAQw/HXG24JWXo44/s1600-h/DSC_0265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265307041756265378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SRIg25E-u6I/AAAAAAAAAQw/HXG24JWXo44/s320/DSC_0265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And I couldn't get a picture of Taylor by herself, she was being a stink.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-1279075637465386384?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/1279075637465386384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=1279075637465386384&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/1279075637465386384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/1279075637465386384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-halloween.html' title='HAPPY HALLOWEEN'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/SRIg32b8QqI/AAAAAAAAARI/OMgJV5JEiTU/s72-c/DSC_0290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-3684063016308338968</id><published>2008-10-29T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T15:01:41.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Witches Night Out!!</title><content type='html'>I am sure that most of you know that Gardner Village does a Witches Night Out every year right before Halloween. Well I have always wanted to go, but never have. Well this year I was determined to go. So this year Jocey and Middy wanted to go. We each picked a color and made these tutu's, got tights, made hats, and got a glow stick all to match. I must say, I think we look pretty cute. We had a little photo shoot before we left and here are some of the pictures. Jocey took some pictures while we were there and I will have to get those from her and post them, because I think they turned out pretty cute. While we were there we first each got a Carmel apple and I ate the whole thing, it was sooo good. Then we just shopped around. It was pretty fun to look at all the witches that were out and shop with no kids, car seats, and strollers. We loved looking around and finding good deals our things for our houses. I couldn't believe how many people were there, especially how many men were there. Every time we saw a man we kept asking our selves why they were there and how there wives even got them there. I couldn't pay Kevin enough to go to Gardner Village especially on witches night out. Anyway we had a lot of fun and plan on going every year, so if any of you are interested just let me know. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262698969580022674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SQjc1HGhq5I/AAAAAAAAAQo/m4Zqu2kYk08/s320/DSC_0221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262698963290493154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SQjc0vq_EOI/AAAAAAAAAQg/XLHUy8Irdz8/s320/DSC_0225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-3684063016308338968?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/3684063016308338968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=3684063016308338968&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/3684063016308338968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/3684063016308338968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/10/witches-night-out.html' title='Witches Night Out!!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/SQjc1HGhq5I/AAAAAAAAAQo/m4Zqu2kYk08/s72-c/DSC_0221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-9095810783194546579</id><published>2008-10-29T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T14:39:33.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW, it's been a long time!!</title><content type='html'>So sorry I haven't blogged for such a long time.  It has been too long.  Our Internet has been on the fritz for a month.  It is so frustrating to start surfing the web and then it just shuts off.   So by the time I get to blogging, I am at my wits end.  Especially when it came to loading pictures onto my blog.  Anyway, Kevin spent all night, and I mean all night from like 5:30-10:30 getting our computer working right and the Internet working.  I am so grateful, so thank Kevin.  So I am back and will do better at posting. Is is just me, or does everyone else feel like when your Internet isn't working you have no connection the outside world.  I have been going stir-crazy not being able to check my email and blogs.  So it is so nice now to be connected to what is going on out there!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-9095810783194546579?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/9095810783194546579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=9095810783194546579&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/9095810783194546579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/9095810783194546579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/10/wow-its-been-long-time.html' title='WOW, it&apos;s been a long time!!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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-5723593235930381716.post-5717999693003379956</id><published>2008-09-10T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T11:16:48.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisters {Cousins}</title><content type='html'>Tess and Taylor love each other so much. Most of the time they act like sisters. They usually play like sisters, but sometimes they fight like sisters. It is so fun for them to live next door. They love to run back and forth to each others house. Sometimes it is scary for Brandi and I because they just leave to go play and we don't know where they have gone. Today Tess came over to play and she was wearing the same outfit as Taylor. It was so funny, and even funnier than that is it has happened before. I had to take advantage and take a picture. They are too dang cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244457121505011826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SMgN9zcS6HI/AAAAAAAAAM4/3o409O5W-0Q/s320/DSC_0065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I just had to throw in cute pictures of Haley:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244458008696464066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SMgOxcfOIsI/AAAAAAAAANA/HGhReEsOJw8/s320/DSC_0042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244458016003117202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SMgOx3tQ0JI/AAAAAAAAANI/485OiQQPx7E/s320/DSC_0060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-5717999693003379956?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/5717999693003379956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=5717999693003379956&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/5717999693003379956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/5717999693003379956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/09/sisters-cousins.html' title='Sisters {Cousins}'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/SMgN9zcS6HI/AAAAAAAAAM4/3o409O5W-0Q/s72-c/DSC_0065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-2323958229932210093</id><published>2008-08-28T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T14:22:25.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4 month Birthday, Haley</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SLcVzrl4rzI/AAAAAAAAAMw/M6mQOGECsSQ/s1600-h/DSC_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239680669088001842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SLcVzrl4rzI/AAAAAAAAAMw/M6mQOGECsSQ/s320/DSC_0036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haley is 4 MONTHS today!!  I can't believe it, time has gone by so fast.  She is such a fun baby, she loves to smile and goo and you.  She is such a a talker.  On Saturday she rolled over for the first time, and now she can't stop.  Almost the second you lay her on her back she rolls right over.  I think she is proud of herself that she can do it.  The only draw back to her rolling over all the time is that she spits up a lot because she is laying on her tummy.  It is getting really annoying, mostly because she will then put her face in it, and then she stinks.  Hopefully we will get over that soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just lover her to pieces and we are so glad that she is in our family.  We love all her smiles and rolls, she has plenty of them.  Happy 4 months, Haley!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-2323958229932210093?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/2323958229932210093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=2323958229932210093&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/2323958229932210093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/2323958229932210093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-4-month-birthday-haley.html' title='Happy 4 month Birthday, Haley'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/SLcVzrl4rzI/AAAAAAAAAMw/M6mQOGECsSQ/s72-c/DSC_0036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-3556784105665674250</id><published>2008-08-26T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T13:34:55.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miles Turned 1</title><content type='html'>Last Thursday was my nephew's 1st birthday.  I can't believe that he is already one.  Time when by so fast when you think about the last year.  Wow!  Anyway, Brandi put on the cutest and best party.  She had a Jungle party.  Her sister made this cutest cake.  I can't believe how cute it turned out.   Then she made these way cute cupcakes.  I can't believe how talented she is.  They turned out so cute you didn't want to eat them.  We had a yummy dinner and then we opened presents.  Miles got all these cute stuffed animals.  He got like 6 or 7.  Every time Brandi would open one she would lay it around his face.  By the end it was like, "Where is Miles?"  It was so funny.  The funny thing was that he got all different animals.  He was so cute.  Happy Birthday Miles!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SLRnzvxD75I/AAAAAAAAAMY/r1Y-1F3PoLM/s1600-h/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238926405231964050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SLRnzvxD75I/AAAAAAAAAMY/r1Y-1F3PoLM/s320/DSC_0017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SLRn0AvVFUI/AAAAAAAAAMg/lmAHTkiJi_M/s1600-h/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238926409788101954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SLRn0AvVFUI/AAAAAAAAAMg/lmAHTkiJi_M/s320/DSC_0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SLRn0hEgQzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/rZmwET3nSAE/s1600-h/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238926418466849586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SLRn0hEgQzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/rZmwET3nSAE/s320/DSC_0024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-3556784105665674250?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/3556784105665674250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=3556784105665674250&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/3556784105665674250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/3556784105665674250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/08/miles-turned-1.html' title='Miles Turned 1'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/SLRnzvxD75I/AAAAAAAAAMY/r1Y-1F3PoLM/s72-c/DSC_0017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-5959984880965779191</id><published>2008-08-20T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T20:44:27.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haley's 1st Pony</title><content type='html'>I guess you know when your baby has a lot of hair, when you can put a pony in it at 3 MONTHS!! Tonight we were just hanging out and I was taking Taylor's hair out. I thought I would try to see what Haley would look like with a pony. And here it is... I would have never guessed in a million years that my babies would have this much hair. She looks kind of goofy with is because she is bald in front, but she can sport a pony if she wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SKzhl0wFhhI/AAAAAAAAAMA/sBxL8YNqubM/s1600-h/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236808506656785938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SKzhl0wFhhI/AAAAAAAAAMA/sBxL8YNqubM/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Taylor trying to get in the picture too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SKzhmO6n_6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/UBu5qHWgOC4/s1600-h/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236808513680310178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SKzhmO6n_6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/UBu5qHWgOC4/s320/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And a cute one by herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SKzhmcGRK0I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/YayfS8H3-T8/s1600-h/DSC_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236808517218806594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SKzhmcGRK0I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/YayfS8H3-T8/s320/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-5959984880965779191?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/5959984880965779191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=5959984880965779191&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/5959984880965779191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/5959984880965779191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/08/lots-and-lots-of-hair.html' title='Haley&apos;s 1st Pony'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/SKzhl0wFhhI/AAAAAAAAAMA/sBxL8YNqubM/s72-c/DSC_0008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-4308100795921366664</id><published>2008-08-13T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T21:27:18.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Island Park</title><content type='html'>This past weekend we went up to Island Park, ID. It is about 30 miles from Yellowstone. Kevin's sisters, in-laws have a cabin up there and they invited us to go. So it was us, his sister's family and brother's family. It was a lot of fun. On Thursday and Friday we went out on the lake. Their cabin is about a half a block from the lake. I was so pretty. Boating was so much fun. You couldn't ask for a better two days to be on the lake. Thursday we had glass all day. That is almost unheard of anymore. Friday was great too, but about 3 0'clock a storm came up so we had to get off the lake. We came back to the cabin and then went to a place called big springs. It was so pretty. It is a place where a natural spring comes into the river. The water was crystal clear. Amazing. We fed the fish some corn and then went for a little walk. On Saturday we went up to Yellowstone. When we got there we went to some hot spots. They were stinky. I am sure you remember that smell if you have ever been there. Then we drove over to Old Faithful. We just missed it when we were parking so we had to wait over an hour, so we walked around and saw some other hot spots. Of course both our kids fell asleep about 20 minutes before it went off. Isn't that so typical of children to fall asleep right before you get to where you are going? Anyway, we finally saw Old Faithful. It was pretty neat. Then we drove to Lower Falls which was awesome. You had to hike down to this water fall that was about 150 ft. tall. But instead of looking at it from afar, you looked at it right where the water fell. It was so cool, but a little scary. I was a nervous Nellie with my kids. It was a little scary, but so neat. We didn't take our camera there so I will have to show you pictures when I get some. We had a great weekend. A lot of food, fun, and relaxing. It was nice to take a vacation!! Thanks to Suzie and Mike for the fun time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haley being cute on the boat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234222851738924738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SKOx85khdsI/AAAAAAAAALs/ej4nclCnyH8/s320/DSC_0352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kevin wake boarding -- look at that water!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234222246420654706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SKOxZqlZqnI/AAAAAAAAALk/oZnOKPGsu6k/s320/DSC_0281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor and her cousin Alix going for a ride on the bumper tube!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234222243006546322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SKOxZd3agZI/AAAAAAAAALc/gU5541zjGqg/s320/DSC_0336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is Taylor and Haley with their cousins Carley and Alix&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234220895483614770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SKOwLB86VjI/AAAAAAAAAK8/KYYtb9cy06A/s320/DSC_0345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haley taking her afternoon nap on the boat&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234220519589662578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SKOv1Jozz3I/AAAAAAAAAK0/Vsy5ap8HAnk/s320/DSC_0316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here we are at big springs&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234220927523203586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SKOwM5TvqgI/AAAAAAAAALE/L-msA3Hq_XU/s320/DSC_0365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Taylor on the bridge&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234222857085369298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SKOx9NfNu9I/AAAAAAAAAL0/BmkCgLDyqS8/s320/DSC_0368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here we are right before we see Old Faithful, notice both are kids are sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234221615354675154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SKOw07ri_9I/AAAAAAAAALM/K60Ag2uvMEw/s320/DSC_0388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Old Faithful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234221617433956018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SKOw1DbSTrI/AAAAAAAAALU/JCvWmrwFrOQ/s320/DSC_0391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-4308100795921366664?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/4308100795921366664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=4308100795921366664&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/4308100795921366664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/4308100795921366664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/08/island-park.html' title='Island Park'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/SKOx85khdsI/AAAAAAAAALs/ej4nclCnyH8/s72-c/DSC_0352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-7218820974082406062</id><published>2008-08-05T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T15:25:54.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Omniture</title><content type='html'>So Kevin got a new job.  YEA!!!!  Kevin wasn't loving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;investools&lt;/span&gt; anymore.  Things are just changing there and he wasn't doing well and so he has been looking for a new job.  He applied at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Omniture&lt;/span&gt;, a company in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Orem&lt;/span&gt;.  He has heard a lot of good things about this company and a couple people in our neighborhood work there and also some friends from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;investools&lt;/span&gt; work there.  He finally got an interview and they wanted him to interview for 4 hours.  He said it was the hardest interview of his life.  Then about a long week and a half later they called him and offered him the job.  He was so excited.  So he quit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;investools&lt;/span&gt; on the 23rd and took some time off and then started on the 28&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;So far he really likes it.  It is kind of different because he is basically training himself, so he says that it is a little nerve racking because he is trying to figure everything out, but he already loves the company.  So he is doing sales again, but for a totally different thing.  I don't totally understand it yet, but it has to do with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; marketing for major companies. &lt;br /&gt;Before he started they sent him this huge gift basket with things that represent Utah, things like chips and salsa, salt water taffy, chocolate, pen, book at Utah, etc.  It was a nice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Then last Saturday night they had their annual summer company party.  It was crazy.  It was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Electric&lt;/span&gt; park at Thanksgiving Point.  When we got their we each got a free t-shirt.  Then they fed us a nice dinner.  Hamburgers, hot dogs, salads, cookies, lemonade, corn on the cob, etc.  It was good.  Then they had the place set up like the Utah County fair.  They had FREE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;snow cones&lt;/span&gt;, FREE, popcorn, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;churros&lt;/span&gt;, face painting, balloons, cotton candy, carnival rides, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ferris&lt;/span&gt; wheel, blow up slides, train ride, games with prizes, drinks, etc.  Oh did I mention it was all free.  Then they had a big stage set up for a band.  Over there they handed out those sweatshirt blankets to everyone to sit on.  Then they played rock, paper, scissors, with over two thousand people.  The grand prize winner got a $5000 gift card to go anywhere in the world and a 6 year old girl won, crazy huh?  Then a band played for a while and we got free &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ice cream&lt;/span&gt;.   Then they had a firework show that was just as good as you would see anywhere else.  The grand finale was amazing it totally lit up the sky.  It was a pretty fun party. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have hear such great things about this company and we are excited.  I know that Kevin will do well with it.  Good luck Kev, we love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-7218820974082406062?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/7218820974082406062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=7218820974082406062&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/7218820974082406062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/7218820974082406062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/08/omniture.html' title='Omniture'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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-5723593235930381716.post-598236115848236380</id><published>2008-08-05T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T15:11:22.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I was just going to update you on our rotten mild &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dilemma&lt;/span&gt;.  I know it isn't that big of a deal, but some of you were wondering what happened.  I went to the store and bought Cascade with bleach and washed them again a total of 7 times, and they still stunk.  So then Kevin washed them by hand and then left them out to dry and that worked, I guess they just needed some air.  Thanks for all your advice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-598236115848236380?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/598236115848236380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=598236115848236380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/598236115848236380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/598236115848236380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/08/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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-5723593235930381716.post-3505828880162133855</id><published>2008-08-05T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T15:05:49.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor's 2nd Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Friday was Taylor's second birthday. I can't believe that my baby it two. Time goes way too fast. We decided to have her birthday party Thursday night. So our families came over to celebrate. It was so funny because I set Taylor's birthday presents out on the fire place a couple hours before the party started and she didn't even bother them. Then we gave her, her bike, which she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; loves. Then everyone started coming and she was outside playing. Once most everyone was there she just came inside walked straight over the the presents and started opening. I guess she knew exactly what to do. It was quite funny. She just opened one after another and it didn't really matter at the moment what was inside. She got a lot of fun things for her birthday. Thanks everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SJjGifkKXdI/AAAAAAAAAJs/rgKB6OvWEBs/s1600-h/DSC_0201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231149263081856466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SJjGifkKXdI/AAAAAAAAAJs/rgKB6OvWEBs/s320/DSC_0201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SJjGjLt18oI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/q--_qRA8cSA/s1600-h/DSC_0203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231149274933621378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SJjGjLt18oI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/q--_qRA8cSA/s320/DSC_0203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then on Friday, (her birthday) I wanted to take her and do something fun. So we went and got some lunch and then I took her to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;aquarium&lt;/span&gt; in Sandy. I was pretty excited to take her because I have always wanted to go and she loves to see the fish when we go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cabela's&lt;/span&gt;. So I thought it would be a fun activity. I think that she liked it, but she wasn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ecstatic&lt;/span&gt;. Plus the aquarium isn't that great. I have heard that, but I guess I had to see if for myself. Half of it was fish that you find in Utah, which is at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Cabela's&lt;/span&gt; and the other have was fish from the ocean, but there wasn't that many. I guess that we had fun. I hope she liked it. Then we went shopping for a little bit and then went up to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kevin's&lt;/span&gt; family cabin for the night. Happy Birthday Taylor!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Taylor with her cousin, Alix.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231153820647264098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SJjKrx0bj2I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/v1-s8KXWu3k/s320/DSC_0219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231154175502932114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SJjLAbwnWJI/AAAAAAAAAKE/1btKPT3_l-s/s320/DSC_0220.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Here is a picture of Taylor in the Hospital&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231155969038347906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SJjMo1Mx7oI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ZUcMPmCaFEM/s320/Taylor+192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231155575902421394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SJjMR8p3wZI/AAAAAAAAAKM/9cH3wWZv-mY/s320/Taylor+235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Taylor at her first Birthday party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231156915574509842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SJjNf7UlkRI/AAAAAAAAAKc/EiTgGZuE2og/s320/DSC_0412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is crazy how much they change.  I think she has had so many different looks.  I makes me curious as to what Haley is going to look like a year from now!&lt;br /&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/5723593235930381716-3505828880162133855?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/3505828880162133855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=3505828880162133855&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/3505828880162133855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/3505828880162133855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/08/taylors-2nd-birthday.html' title='Taylor&apos;s 2nd Birthday'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/SJjGifkKXdI/AAAAAAAAAJs/rgKB6OvWEBs/s72-c/DSC_0201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-1346753338733563022</id><published>2008-07-30T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T10:01:28.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suds in the Dishwasher</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yesterday I was thinking about what to do with my dishes. I thought for a second and thought I should put dish soap in there because it smells good and washes dishes well, then thought no that is a stupid idea. Suds would explode everywhere. That is pretty common sense not to put dish soap in the dishwasher, right? So then I called my brother, Jon and he said maybe to try a little bleach just for the washing cycle, usually bleach kills the smell. So I thought great I will try that. So last night I come home after being out with my mom and the dishwasher is going. So I asked Kevin, "You are washing them again?" He said, yes. I said, "then that is the fifth time, because I did it again today." So then he says, "I put a little bit of dish soap in there hoping it kill the smell because the dish soap smells good." I give him a look like, oh my gosh. So about 20 minutes later we look over and there are suds pouring out of the dishwasher and they keep coming. We open it up and there are suds everywhere. So another lesson learned, which probably everyone already knows, don't put dish soap in the dishwasher. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SJCNqkFtb7I/AAAAAAAAAJc/TF_LpQcePPk/s1600-h/DSC_0192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228834929758793650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SJCNqkFtb7I/AAAAAAAAAJc/TF_LpQcePPk/s320/DSC_0192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228844664641828754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SJCWhNWsN5I/AAAAAAAAAJk/k0exTeEKnB0/s320/DSC_0193.JPG" border="0" /&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/5723593235930381716-1346753338733563022?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/1346753338733563022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=1346753338733563022&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/1346753338733563022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/1346753338733563022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/07/suds-in-dishwasher.html' title='Suds in the Dishwasher'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/SJCNqkFtb7I/AAAAAAAAAJc/TF_LpQcePPk/s72-c/DSC_0192.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-8816079977585305227</id><published>2008-07-29T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T07:49:54.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rotten milk</title><content type='html'>So the other day I went down stairs to get something and I noticed a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sippy&lt;/span&gt; cup laying on the ground.  So I brought it up stairs and gave it to Kevin to put in the dishwasher because it was rotten chocolate milk and I wanted nothing to do with it.  Neither did he.  He said, "we should throw it away."  But my cheap self said, "no just wash it out and put it in the dishwasher."  Mostly because I swear that I have bought at least 30 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sippy&lt;/span&gt; cups in Taylor's life time and we now have like 6 or 7.  How do they just disappear.  Anyway.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt; I go to clean out the dishwasher and it stinks.  So I pick up a cup and smell it and it is sick.  Then I pick up another and again the same thing, all my dishes stink, even my class cups.  Remember at the library and you would open a book and it smelled yucky, kind of old and like throw up a little bit, well ya, that is what all my dishes smell like.  So I have washed them three times, and it doesn't seem to be helping.  So I don't know what to do.  Any suggestions.  I can't eat off of dishes that smell like throw-up and I can't throw them all away.  Help!!  Can you buy something at the store for your dishwasher?  So my advice to you is when you find a really old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sippy&lt;/span&gt; cut that has milk in it.  Throw it away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-8816079977585305227?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/8816079977585305227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=8816079977585305227&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/8816079977585305227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/8816079977585305227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/07/rotten-milk.html' title='rotten milk'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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-5723593235930381716.post-2927669568086826993</id><published>2008-07-10T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T14:16:49.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pictures</title><content type='html'>Here are some random pictures that I have been meaning to post, but just haven't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Taylor has been blessed with such wonderful hair, sometimes she wakes up looking like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SHZ69gHzlVI/AAAAAAAAAJU/6PwMUXId8JU/s1600-h/DSC_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221496014995952978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SHZ69gHzlVI/AAAAAAAAAJU/6PwMUXId8JU/s320/DSC_0078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Haley just being cute in her favorite swing.  This is where she spends most of her time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SHZ6BhnxwZI/AAAAAAAAAIs/1-elYqosgCk/s1600-h/DSC_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221494984606335378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SHZ6BhnxwZI/AAAAAAAAAIs/1-elYqosgCk/s320/DSC_0043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took Tess and Taylor over to my mom's a week or so ago to go swimming.  They thought is was pretty fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SHZ6CJXFWQI/AAAAAAAAAI0/v05pisoVtkw/s1600-h/DSC_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221494995273734402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SHZ6CJXFWQI/AAAAAAAAAI0/v05pisoVtkw/s320/DSC_0060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Taylor filling up her containers full of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SHZ6CTnP4AI/AAAAAAAAAI8/lWZ8-jdCM1Q/s1600-h/DSC_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221494998025887746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SHZ6CTnP4AI/AAAAAAAAAI8/lWZ8-jdCM1Q/s320/DSC_0069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here they are having a cool drink after swimming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SHZ6C-hTebI/AAAAAAAAAJE/WHvG2ljK7Kc/s1600-h/DSC_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221495009543682482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SHZ6C-hTebI/AAAAAAAAAJE/WHvG2ljK7Kc/s320/DSC_0077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SHZ6DCyPt4I/AAAAAAAAAJM/ZG7oZO6fKU8/s1600-h/DSC_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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/5723593235930381716-2927669568086826993?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/2927669568086826993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=2927669568086826993&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/2927669568086826993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/2927669568086826993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/07/random-pictures.html' title='Random Pictures'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/SHZ69gHzlVI/AAAAAAAAAJU/6PwMUXId8JU/s72-c/DSC_0078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-1239258070553678726</id><published>2008-07-10T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T14:02:02.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fourth of July</title><content type='html'>For the Fourth of July we went up to Ashley's family cabin at Bear Lake.   It was us, the Black's, and the Randall's.  We had a blast.  We spent Friday and Saturday boating.  I have forgotten how much fun boating is.  We all surfed.  This was Kevin's second time surfing and my first.  It is pretty fun once you get the hang of it.  Kevin did a good job.  We had a lot of fun boating and playing on the beach.  Taylor did not like the beach.  She is a little OCD when it come to having dirt on her feet, so you can imagine her on a muddy beach.  All she wanted to do was sit on the chair and clean her feet off.  It was pretty funny.  It was a fun weekend.  Thank you to the Black's for inviting us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SHZ3QnWUzEI/AAAAAAAAAIU/PyzDErKuBdQ/s1600-h/DSC_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221491945306901570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SHZ3QnWUzEI/AAAAAAAAAIU/PyzDErKuBdQ/s320/DSC_0099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyler and Taylor in the twinner life jackets.  They look pretty excited!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SHZ3Q4T87tI/AAAAAAAAAIc/yiymGKn34_0/s1600-h/DSC_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221491949860351698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SHZ3Q4T87tI/AAAAAAAAAIc/yiymGKn34_0/s320/DSC_0089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I bought the smallest life jacket possible for Haley.  As you can see it doesn't fit very well.  Luckily I brought one of those swimming suits that you put in those blow up things.  That fit much better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SHZ3RMuTfYI/AAAAAAAAAIk/M-2PSocMSP0/s1600-h/DSC_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221491955339591042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SHZ3RMuTfYI/AAAAAAAAAIk/M-2PSocMSP0/s320/DSC_0092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-1239258070553678726?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/1239258070553678726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=1239258070553678726&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/1239258070553678726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/1239258070553678726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/07/fourth-of-july.html' title='Fourth of July'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/SHZ3QnWUzEI/AAAAAAAAAIU/PyzDErKuBdQ/s72-c/DSC_0099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-1790156767866793232</id><published>2008-06-17T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T16:29:07.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty in Pink</title><content type='html'>Here are a couple of pictures of the girls before we went to church a couple Sunday's ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SFhIQa3VFMI/AAAAAAAAAIM/GI5Ob2GsoOo/s1600-h/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212996015607846082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SFhIQa3VFMI/AAAAAAAAAIM/GI5Ob2GsoOo/s320/DSC_0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SFhH1wtbYjI/AAAAAAAAAIE/tiUoDoFDqas/s1600-h/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212995557615428146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SFhH1wtbYjI/AAAAAAAAAIE/tiUoDoFDqas/s320/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SFhHlBvgV_I/AAAAAAAAAH8/MQXZp-KLg9U/s1600-h/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212995270129768434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SFhHlBvgV_I/AAAAAAAAAH8/MQXZp-KLg9U/s320/DSC_0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5723593235930381716-1790156767866793232?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/1790156767866793232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=1790156767866793232&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/1790156767866793232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/1790156767866793232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/06/pretty-in-pink.html' title='Pretty in Pink'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/SFhIQa3VFMI/AAAAAAAAAIM/GI5Ob2GsoOo/s72-c/DSC_0009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-789168364572807950</id><published>2008-05-31T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T22:21:08.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I know it has been awhile since I have posted, sorry. We have been up to a whole lot of nothing. It is just easier to stay home and hang out with our kids. Haley is sure growing up fast. I bet she has gained a couple pounds this last week. Everyone who sees her says that she has chunked up a little bit. I must be feeding her whipping cream. ;) She is a good baby. She sure likes to be held all the time. Taylor is also growing up too fast. She is getting so smart. She can almost count to ten all by herself and she is learning her colors right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today we decided to go to Thanksgiving Point and show Taylor the animals there. At first she was pretty scared but then she warmed up. Today there were having a wool festival or something, so they were shearing all the sheep. It was pretty fun to watch. Taylor also rode the horses. She was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Terrified&lt;/span&gt; at first, but after a minute she warmed up and liked it. The second time she rode them she didn't want to get off. It was a fun day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206758405618918882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SEIfLu4x5eI/AAAAAAAAAHw/j-3M1ELLmxs/s320/DSC_1099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206755883957575746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SEIc4893YEI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Dn6bP69itP4/s320/DSC_1120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&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/5723593235930381716-789168364572807950?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/789168364572807950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=789168364572807950&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/789168364572807950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/789168364572807950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/05/baa.html' title=''/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/SEIfLu4x5eI/AAAAAAAAAHw/j-3M1ELLmxs/s72-c/DSC_1099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-4366712835784716491</id><published>2008-05-09T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T14:50:02.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bird's Nest</title><content type='html'>So the other day I noticed some grass and twigs on my front porch.  I didn't think anything of it.  Then Kevin went out to water our flowers the other night and noticed that a bird was building a nest on my wreath on the front door.  He said that he could tell the bird was mad that he was out there.  The bird kept trying to get stuff and then would fly up on the roof and wait for Kevin to move.  This bird built this nest in less than two days.  I think that is totally amazing.  The other night I was over and my friends, Breanne's house and she was showing us that a bird built a nest in her wreath.  I told her that I thought it was neat and that she should keep it.  Isn't that crazy that this happened to both of us in the same neighborhood.  And this happened to that Nicea on Good Things Utah, I heard her talking about it one day and she took it down and it rebuilt its nest again, so she finally had to take her wreath down.  Well now that it is on my front door I don't really know how I feel about it.  Mostly because there is now going to be bird poop all over my porch and Kevin thinks that it is going to fly in our house when we open the door.  But I also think it is kind of neat.  Eric says that it means good luck, because when you get one in your Christmas tree, that is what it means.   So, I can't decide what to do.  Should I take it down, with the chance that the bird will build again, or leave it up and let the bird lay its eggs there.  My mom says they are only in  there maybe a couple of weeks, so it really wouldn't be that bad.  So what do you think...should it stay or should it go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SCTDWpwEdFI/AAAAAAAAAHI/syYIbQYpdvQ/s1600-h/DSC_1075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198494663824405586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SCTDWpwEdFI/AAAAAAAAAHI/syYIbQYpdvQ/s320/DSC_1075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SCTDXJwEdGI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/KRF32P7FnT4/s1600-h/DSC_1076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198494672414340194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SCTDXJwEdGI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/KRF32P7FnT4/s320/DSC_1076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-4366712835784716491?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/4366712835784716491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=4366712835784716491&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/4366712835784716491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/4366712835784716491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/05/birds-nest.html' title='Bird&apos;s Nest'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/SCTDWpwEdFI/AAAAAAAAAHI/syYIbQYpdvQ/s72-c/DSC_1075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-2077574501561364169</id><published>2008-05-06T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T22:20:25.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haley</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Just thought I would share a couple pictures I took of Haley today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SCDAzkoVMnI/AAAAAAAAAGg/J9SQ7TP1XCs/s1600-h/DSC_1059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197365962224251506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SCDAzkoVMnI/AAAAAAAAAGg/J9SQ7TP1XCs/s320/DSC_1059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SCDA0UoVMoI/AAAAAAAAAGo/keajSareYxc/s1600-h/DSC_1063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197365975109153410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SCDA0UoVMoI/AAAAAAAAAGo/keajSareYxc/s320/DSC_1063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SCDA0koVMpI/AAAAAAAAAGw/nVxfL2Sesdc/s1600-h/DSC_1074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197365979404120722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SCDA0koVMpI/AAAAAAAAAGw/nVxfL2Sesdc/s320/DSC_1074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-2077574501561364169?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/2077574501561364169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=2077574501561364169&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/2077574501561364169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/2077574501561364169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/05/haley.html' title='Haley'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/SCDAzkoVMnI/AAAAAAAAAGg/J9SQ7TP1XCs/s72-c/DSC_1059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-179757463419419433</id><published>2008-05-04T14:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T22:20:53.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Home, Haley</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We are officially home. It is so nice to be home and start our life with our new little girl. We came home Thursday morning. We could of left the hospital at like 9:00, but we still didn't have a name for this little girl. I was having major anxiety over it. We just didn't know which name suited her best. I started filling out the paper work and when I was done I told Kevin to just pick one, and we couldn't. So then I said, lets just not do any of those names and start over and I got the look of death from him. So after about two hours of sitting there thinking, we decided to name her Haley. I was still pretty nervous, but now the more I am with her, I think it is fitting. She has been such a good baby. I forgot how much babies just eat and sleep, mostly sleep. It seems like that is all she does. We have also forgotten how small babies are, but now that we have her Taylor seems like a giant. It is weird to change her diaper because she feels so big to us. She is also very heavy. Haley has been sleeping so good at night. I almost don't even want to say it, because I know that everyone will be mad at me, but the night before last she slept for six and a half hours and I had to wake her up because I was getting nervous and then last night I fed her at 1:30 and then Kevin woke her up at ten to nine, and it took some time to wake her up. So I don't know if this is how she is, or we just had a couple of good nights. Taylor is really liking her. She always wants to see her and she always says hi to her and gives her kisses. It is so fun to watch her interact with Haley. So far it hasn't been all that bad having to kids, but Kevin has been here the whole time, so we will see how tomorrow goes when he goes back to work. I tired to post some pictures, but it isn't letting me, so I will have to try again later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-179757463419419433?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/179757463419419433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=179757463419419433&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/179757463419419433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/179757463419419433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/05/welcome-home-haley.html' title='Welcome Home, Haley'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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-5723593235930381716.post-6784473461332329829</id><published>2008-04-29T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T16:24:56.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BaBy GiRl StEwArT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;She has arrived!!! We are so excited to finally have our second little girl!! She is so cute. We went to the hospital at 5:30 Monday morning and she was born at 7:01. She weight 6 lbs. 11 oz. and is 18 inches long. She screamed and screamed while she was getting all cleaned up. She had a lot to say. The bet between Kevin and I was whether or not she would have hair. I didn't think that she would and Kevin really had no idea. When she first came out Kevin said that she had a little bit, but not much. But after they cleaned her all up, out came the hair. She actually has quite a bit. Not as much or as dark as Taylor did, but she has a lot for a new born baby. She has been such a good baby. She never cries. She just whimpers if she needs to be feed or burped, and that is it. She is a good sleeper too. We just love sitting here looking at her and holding her. She's a good baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Here is a picture of me (that some people requested) right before we went to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194801441546777074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SBekY0oVMfI/AAAAAAAAAFg/g_J6v3I59KY/s320/DSC_0920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sorry I don't know how to flip it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Here she is in the nursery...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194804692837020162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SBenWEoVMgI/AAAAAAAAAFo/O4e9bwmRfSM/s320/DSC_0932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Cute picture of her all wrapped up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194804718606823954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SBenXkoVMhI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Jy9tpqsccWQ/s320/DSC_0942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;With Mom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194804722901791266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SBenX0oVMiI/AAAAAAAAAF4/5n3i1GN4KtQ/s320/DSC_0955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And with Dad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194805938377536050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SBeoekoVMjI/AAAAAAAAAGA/6CmnJqoi-mM/s320/DSC_0952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here she is with Taylor.  Taylor wanted nothing to do with her.  She didn't want to sit by her, look at her, or anything.  We tried to sit Taylor by her and this is the only picture we could get with her before just jumped off the couch.  So we don't exactly know how she feels about the new baby.  All she wanted to so was leave the hospital room and play with her cousin.  So I guess we won't know until we bring the baby home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194805942672503362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SBeoe0oVMkI/AAAAAAAAAGI/5EezRy2kz2s/s320/DSC_0963.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This is the baby with her cousin Chloee.  They have the same birthday.  Chloee was pretty excited to come down on her birthday and see and hold the new baby.  It will be fun to celebrate their birthdays in the future!  Happy Birthday Chloee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194807982781968978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SBeqVkoVMlI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/kqgbQzWXO4M/s320/DSC_0976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I thought this picture was funny.  She looks like she is mad or like a tuff girl, but still pretty cute.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194808442343469666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/SBeqwUoVMmI/AAAAAAAAAGY/bW2DVPLdW1E/s320/DSC_0988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We still have no name picked out.  I don't know why we struggle with this so much, but we do.  The three that we are debating right now are: Madelyn, Haley, and Mykelle.  We like all three we just can't decide and we are still trying to think of more names, but those three are the ones we keep coming back too.  So please feel free to leave your comments and give us your opinion.  We have a day and a half to decide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-6784473461332329829?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/6784473461332329829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=6784473461332329829&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/6784473461332329829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/6784473461332329829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/04/baby-girl-stewart.html' title='BaBy GiRl StEwArT'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/SBekY0oVMfI/AAAAAAAAAFg/g_J6v3I59KY/s72-c/DSC_0920.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-6069791052400759566</id><published>2008-04-09T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T14:38:17.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catchin' some zzz's...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So everyday when I get ready Taylor likes to watch the Wonder Pets and Dora. She usually will watch them for a couple of minutes and then come and destroy my bathroom while I get ready. Well today she didn't. After I was ready I went out in the living room to check on her and she was totally out. I couldn't believe it. Her sleeping was that last thing that I would have guessed she was doing. For those of you that know Taylor, knows that she will only fall asleep in her crib, so she must have been pretty tired. I thought she looked pretty cute, so I thought I would share these with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R_00Bpo2KmI/AAAAAAAAAFU/y8U_NWIgR3g/s1600-h/DSC_0907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187359548762368610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R_00Bpo2KmI/AAAAAAAAAFU/y8U_NWIgR3g/s320/DSC_0907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R_0z1Jo2KlI/AAAAAAAAAFM/RP9BMIdgyr0/s1600-h/DSC_0909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187359334014003794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R_0z1Jo2KlI/AAAAAAAAAFM/RP9BMIdgyr0/s320/DSC_0909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5723593235930381716-6069791052400759566?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/6069791052400759566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=6069791052400759566&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/6069791052400759566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/6069791052400759566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/04/catchin-some-zzzs.html' title='Catchin&apos; some zzz&apos;s...'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/R_00Bpo2KmI/AAAAAAAAAFU/y8U_NWIgR3g/s72-c/DSC_0907.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-3694239198534830402</id><published>2008-03-25T13:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T13:29:06.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We had a fun and relaxing Easter weekend. On Saturday we had a neighborhood brunch and Easter Egg hunt. She had fun picking up her eggs!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;(Sorry, I don't know why it is underlining everything.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R-leFX_3TzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6eiOCPxsuF4/s1600-h/DSC_0876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181776292700704562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R-leFX_3TzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6eiOCPxsuF4/s320/DSC_0876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R-leGH_3T0I/AAAAAAAAAEs/q8-ecw3r0FI/s1600-h/DSC_0877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181776305585606466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R-leGH_3T0I/AAAAAAAAAEs/q8-ecw3r0FI/s320/DSC_0877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R-leGn_3T1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/0yI9CHZ4pco/s1600-h/DSC_0889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181776314175541074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R-leGn_3T1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/0yI9CHZ4pco/s320/DSC_0889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Taylor discovering that there is candy inside the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;eggs&lt;/span&gt;. Once she figured that out, she didn't really want to pick anymore up, she just wanted to eat the candy that she already had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R-leHH_3T2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/V5_q3FXhyH8/s1600-h/DSC_0884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181776322765475682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R-leHH_3T2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/V5_q3FXhyH8/s320/DSC_0884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a cute picture of Taylor and her cousin, Tess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R-leHn_3T3I/AAAAAAAAAFE/nO5mysD8OvM/s1600-h/DSC_0892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181776331355410290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R-leHn_3T3I/AAAAAAAAAFE/nO5mysD8OvM/s320/DSC_0892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Taylor's new favorite thing is to go down the slide at the park. She just wants to do it over and over again. You just have to catch her at the bottom or she falls off face first. We've experienced that a couple of times. (sorry I don't know how to flip the picture.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday we went up to Kevin's parents and had a nice Sunday dinner and another Easter Egg hunt. We had a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-3694239198534830402?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/3694239198534830402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=3694239198534830402&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/3694239198534830402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/3694239198534830402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-weekend.html' title='Easter Weekend'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/R-leFX_3TzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6eiOCPxsuF4/s72-c/DSC_0876.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-2837855744452198794</id><published>2008-03-17T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T17:45:47.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Party</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to remind everyone that tomorrow (Tuesday) is the Usborne book party.  It is at 7:00 p.m. at Ashley's house, which is one house north of mine.  I am really excited.  These are the best books.  I hope you can all make it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-2837855744452198794?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/2837855744452198794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=2837855744452198794&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/2837855744452198794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/2837855744452198794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/03/book-party.html' title='Book Party'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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-5723593235930381716.post-1948706413134404934</id><published>2008-03-11T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T14:22:23.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't have much to blog about, so I thought I would just update you on the new baby.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the doctor on Friday and he did an ultra-sound to make sure that I don't have placenta previa.  Luckily that went away!  He also said that her head is down, so she isn't breach anymore!!  I am excited for that because I was worried that she would have hip dysplesia like Taylor did.  So that is good news.  But the most exciting thing is that I scheduled my C-Section.  I am scheduled to have her on April 28th.  Crazy.  It is coming fast.  So that is one week before my due date.  I am excited.  It made me think though that I really need to start preparing for this baby.  It is coming fast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are totally struggling with choosing a name for this little girl.  I don't know why it is so difficult.  So if any of you have any names that you like and wouldn't mind letting us use please let me know.  We could use the help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-1948706413134404934?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/1948706413134404934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=1948706413134404934&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/1948706413134404934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/1948706413134404934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-dont-have-much-to-blog-about-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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-5723593235930381716.post-1367445023652692117</id><published>2008-02-28T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T13:45:50.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All About Me</title><content type='html'>I first off have to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;apologize&lt;/span&gt; that I haven't blogged for so long, but out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; hasn't been working what well and we haven't really done anything exciting.  But I got tagged, (and Ashely you are in trouble because I knew you got tagged and told you not to tagged me, but here goes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 years ago: I was a junior in high school.  Not doing much, pretty lame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things on my to do list today:&lt;br /&gt;1- Go to the Dentist, Done&lt;br /&gt;2- Clean my house, or at least pick it up, mostly done&lt;br /&gt;3- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Vacuum&lt;/span&gt; my car&lt;br /&gt;4- Watch American Idol Results&lt;br /&gt;5- Be lazy on the couch!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Snacks I enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;1- Chips, Salsa, &amp;amp; Guacamole, I am copying Ashley because they are my favorite too.&lt;br /&gt;2- Candy, but sugary candy.  I love it while I am pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;3- Smoothies, like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jamba&lt;/span&gt; Juices&lt;br /&gt;4- Ice Cream, any kind&lt;br /&gt;5- Fruit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Places I have lived:&lt;br /&gt;1-American Fork, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-Alpine, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-St. George, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-Logan, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Midvale&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Lehi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ut&lt;/span&gt; (twice)&lt;br /&gt;That is lame it should be more like five places you have been.  Okay I will through that in for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-Europe: Netherlands, Germany, Belgium, Austria&lt;br /&gt;2-Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;3-Mexico-Cancun&lt;br /&gt;4-Florida&lt;br /&gt;5-Lake Powell, probably one of my very favorite places to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would I do if I were suddenly made a Billionaire:&lt;br /&gt;That really is a hard question when you think about it.  I would first pay off all of our debts: house, cars, credit cards, etc.  Then I would buy a Range Rover for me and Kevin could have his old Nissan back or something.  J/K.  I would buy a new boat, finish our yard and basement, decorate our house, buy Kevin a snowmobile and a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;KTM&lt;/span&gt;.  I would help my family out any way that I could.  Then I would shop whenever I wanted and get massages once and a while.  I would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; be taking some trips, especially scuba trips.  Then like Ashley I would try to just live like we do now.  Just will a lot less stress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 jobs I have had:&lt;br /&gt;1-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Durfey&lt;/span&gt; Dry Cleaners&lt;br /&gt;2-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Watergardens&lt;/span&gt; movie theater, probably the funnest job I have ever had, and would recommend to any high school student.&lt;br /&gt;3-  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Deseret&lt;/span&gt; Book: in St. George and at the University Mall&lt;br /&gt;4- Kinder Care and a "Kindergarten" teacher, but really just a day care worker, probably the worst job I have ever had.&lt;br /&gt;5-1st Grade teacher and Freedom Elementary-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; that is probably one of the best jobs, I have ever had.  Loved it!!&lt;br /&gt;6-Being a mom, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; that tops them all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Things you didn't know about me:&lt;br /&gt;Okay this will be hard for me, mostly because I am an open book, I will tell you anything about me.  I will try though.&lt;br /&gt;1-I didn't kiss anyone until college.  That is pretty lame so that tells you that I haven't really kissed that many people.&lt;br /&gt;2-I have to wash my hair every day.  I wish I could be like all you girls that don't have too, but my hair is just to thin, fine, and stringy if I don't.&lt;br /&gt;3-Most people know this about me, but I love to throw stuff away.  I love to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;dejunk&lt;/span&gt; and organize, even though I don't do it all the time, but when I do, it is hard for me to NOT throw stuff away.  So if you ever need help, call me.&lt;br /&gt;4-I LOVE the show Sex and the City.  I don't know why but I could watch it all the time.  I do watch the edited versions of it on TV so it isn't so bad.  I would recommend it to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;5-The only thing I can think of is that I love to be with people.  I love to get together with friends and family and hang out and have a good time, it is something that I always look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess that I am supposed to tag a few people, so I will tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Kindra&lt;/span&gt;, Brooke's all three of you, Traci, Jessica, and Melissa E.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-1367445023652692117?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/1367445023652692117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=1367445023652692117&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/1367445023652692117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/1367445023652692117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/02/all-about-me.html' title='All About Me'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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-5723593235930381716.post-8703573929413399553</id><published>2008-02-20T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T12:47:44.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Straight Hair Day</title><content type='html'>So on Saturday I wanted to do Taylor's hair straight.  I have tried and tried doing different things, but none of them ever work.  So I thought to use these velcro curlers that I have.  So I blow dried her hair until it was almost dry.  Then I put these rollers in.  Then I let them sit for a little bit and took them out.  It worked!!  It was so cute I should have taken a picture of her hair when I was all finished.  I will have to when I do it again.  The funny thing is, is that she lets me do it.  I have to let her play with things that she doesn't ever really get to play with and then I can.  So I know that I am the meanest, craziest mom for doing this to a one year old, but I thought it was actually pretty funny.  So enjoy cute pictures!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R7yQyx_0kKI/AAAAAAAAAEY/6EoW5WvpJCs/s1600-h/DSC_0860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169165674403369122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R7yQyx_0kKI/AAAAAAAAAEY/6EoW5WvpJCs/s320/DSC_0860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R7yQmh_0kJI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/TTfOm-lHDDQ/s1600-h/DSC_0857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169165463949971602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R7yQmh_0kJI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/TTfOm-lHDDQ/s320/DSC_0857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-8703573929413399553?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/8703573929413399553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=8703573929413399553&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/8703573929413399553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/8703573929413399553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/02/straight-hair-day.html' title='Straight Hair Day'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/R7yQyx_0kKI/AAAAAAAAAEY/6EoW5WvpJCs/s72-c/DSC_0860.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-962255677202774042</id><published>2008-02-12T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T09:45:48.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My MAN!!!</title><content type='html'>So this is my 1st tag.  I am kind of excited because it talks about my awesome husband.  I think it is kind of fitting considering that Valentines Day is in a couple of days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is his full name? Kevin Scott Stewart - He hates the Scott, which I don't really know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long have you been married? Almost 4 years, in June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long did you date? Year and a half, a very long time.  We have almost known each other for 6 years, that is a long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who eats more sweets?  I do, I am positive, but we both love a good treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said I love you first? He did.  It was a total shock and I loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old is he? He is 28 1/2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is taller? He is, but we are both on the shorter side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is smarter? He is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can sing better? Kevin for sure.  I told him to try our for American Idol...Ha Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who does the laundry? I do, but he did iron all his shirts the other day.  I was very impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who pays the bills? I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who mows the lawn? Luckily right now we don't have a lawn, so neither.  When we lived in our other house I was pregnant and he had a bad knee, so neither again.  I am sure that he will this summer when we do get a lawn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who cooks dinner? I want to say me, but really we both do.  He is a good cook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who drives? He does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is more stubborn? I would say really neither.  We are pretty easy going. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who kissed who first? He kissed me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who asked who out?  (I am the same as you Tara).  He asked me out, but we were friends first and so I thought we were just hanging out, but really it was our first date.  I didn't know it was our first date until we were married. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who has more siblings? Kevin, big family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wears the pants? It depends on what.  We both do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya Kev, you are the best.  Happy Valentines Day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was fun.  I guess I am supposed to tag some others, so I will tag:  Jessica, Kindra, Jocey, and Traci.  Keep it going.  (Just copy and paste from my blog to your new post)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-962255677202774042?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/962255677202774042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=962255677202774042&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/962255677202774042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/962255677202774042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-man.html' title='My MAN!!!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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-5723593235930381716.post-7006108718540130875</id><published>2008-02-07T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T12:49:29.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Things Utah!!!</title><content type='html'>On Tuesday, Febuary 5th my friends and I went to Good Things Utah!  I am the biggest fan.  I have been wanting to go see the show for some time now.  So my friend Tara and I finally planned it.  When we were driving there we were so excited.  It was like going to see someone really famous.  Our adrenaline was pumping.  We were actually making fun of ourselves because we were so star struck.  So Tara, Tara's friend, Breanne and myself finally made it to the abc4 building.  We had to wait outside for a couple of minutes and then the creater of the show came and let us in.  Then all the girls came in and took their places on their chairs.  It was interesting to see how calm they were just seconds before the show started.  I guess they do it everyday, so no big deal.  I had so much fun watching the show.  I mostly just watched what the girls did during the segments that they weren't in and during commercials.  After the show was over we went up and took this picture with them, sorry a little blurry, it was taken with a phone.  Then we hung out and talked with them for 15 minutes or so.  They were so nice.  I had so much fun.  I for sure want to go again.  If anyone wants to go let me know.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R6tsIrIE9MI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1mGvrZRrJ0I/s1600-h/Good+things+utah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164340293981762754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R6tsIrIE9MI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1mGvrZRrJ0I/s320/Good+things+utah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-7006108718540130875?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/7006108718540130875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=7006108718540130875&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/7006108718540130875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/7006108718540130875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/02/good-things-utah.html' title='Good Things Utah!!!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/R6tsIrIE9MI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1mGvrZRrJ0I/s72-c/Good+things+utah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-8895093178188107498</id><published>2008-01-30T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T17:03:19.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is your color??</title><content type='html'>So this afternoon I was blog surfing and ended up on someones blog that I don't even know. Shocker!! I don't even know why I do this. It is like my friend Tara said on her blog, "It is like people watching." That just makes a lot of sense. Anyway, on this girls blog she took a test to see which color she was, which best represents her personality. I thought it was kind of interesting. So I took it. I don't know if my results are totally true, but here is what they said:&lt;br /&gt;(If you want to take the test the link is below, take it and let me know what color you are.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're yellow, the color of joy and energy — two things you definitely bring to everyone around you. It's hard for anyone to be sad or lonely in your presence; your sunny disposition and cheery outlook just won't allow it. The warmth of your personality shines through in the kindness you show friends and family (and strangers, too). Always ready with a lighthearted joke or heartfelt compliment, you know how to make people feel good about themselves, so they can't get enough of you. Yellow is a warm and inviting color for a warm and inviting person — you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50651/color"&gt;http://web.tickle.com/rd/50651/color&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-8895093178188107498?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/8895093178188107498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=8895093178188107498&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/8895093178188107498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/8895093178188107498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-is-your-color.html' title='What is your color??'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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-5723593235930381716.post-1671828988745538744</id><published>2008-01-29T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T20:11:27.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Money, Money, Money</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R5_247IE9JI/AAAAAAAAADk/mPJjuHnET44/s1600-h/DSC_0852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161115155794556050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R5_247IE9JI/AAAAAAAAADk/mPJjuHnET44/s320/DSC_0852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R5_257IE9KI/AAAAAAAAADs/fHTo9MDJtSk/s1600-h/DSC_0854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161115172974425250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R5_257IE9KI/AAAAAAAAADs/fHTo9MDJtSk/s320/DSC_0854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R5_27LIE9LI/AAAAAAAAAD0/87l5SAsSqKE/s1600-h/DSC_0855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161115194449261746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R5_27LIE9LI/AAAAAAAAAD0/87l5SAsSqKE/s320/DSC_0855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin and I have a big cookie jar in our closet that we keep all of our change in.  We have been saving our change in it since we have been married, hoping someday we can do something fun with it.  Anyway, Taylor found that jar of money when she was like 10 months old or something.  She would love to carry it around and I would find money all over the house.  I finally got tired of picking up change all over my house, so we hid the money jar behind Kevin's suits.  So the other day she found it.  :)  For the past two days she has been getting a few out and playing with it.  Today I taught her to put it in her purse and carry it around, at least that way it wouldn't be all over my house.  So tonight she disappeared for a while.  When she came out she was holding her purse completely full of money and said, "SHOPPING."  It was pretty funny.  It is so heavy for her she can barely carry it and walk.   So I thought I would share a few pictures of her holding her purse and her purse full of money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-1671828988745538744?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/1671828988745538744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=1671828988745538744&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/1671828988745538744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/1671828988745538744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/01/money-money-money.html' title='Money, Money, Money'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/R5_247IE9JI/AAAAAAAAADk/mPJjuHnET44/s72-c/DSC_0852.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-2211434485219658324</id><published>2008-01-28T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T15:44:07.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Ready</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R55m2bIE9HI/AAAAAAAAADU/JZsS4gcyYwc/s1600-h/DSC_0844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160675308193772658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R55m2bIE9HI/AAAAAAAAADU/JZsS4gcyYwc/s320/DSC_0844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R55m27IE9II/AAAAAAAAADc/Zp3Lt0pl0kQ/s1600-h/DSC_0846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160675316783707266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R55m27IE9II/AAAAAAAAADc/Zp3Lt0pl0kQ/s320/DSC_0846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Friday night I went out with my friends who live in our neighborhood to have a "Girls night out."  When I was getting ready to go out, Taylor wanted to get ready too.  She found one of my white shirts and put the arm hole over her head.  Then she wanted some jewelry to put on as well.  Once I was dressed and started to comb through my hair she wanted to as well.  She was cracking me up.  It is so funny how she already wants to do exactly what I am doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had so much fun.  We went to Orem and ate at California Pizza Kitchen and then went shopping.  We had a great time together.  It is always so nice to get out and enjoy some girl time (without kids). Love ya girls!  Thanks Kevin for watching Taylor and Tyler.  You are the best! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-2211434485219658324?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/2211434485219658324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=2211434485219658324&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/2211434485219658324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/2211434485219658324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/01/getting-ready.html' title='Getting Ready'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/R55m2bIE9HI/AAAAAAAAADU/JZsS4gcyYwc/s72-c/DSC_0844.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-560458448110649494</id><published>2008-01-20T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T20:26:58.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miles Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R5Qd3DEJ5lI/AAAAAAAAAC0/4AfJxHpAIis/s1600-h/DSC_0818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157780304798803538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R5Qd3DEJ5lI/AAAAAAAAAC0/4AfJxHpAIis/s320/DSC_0818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R5Qd4DEJ5mI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ZrVG02wJt8U/s1600-h/DSC_0822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157780321978672738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R5Qd4DEJ5mI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ZrVG02wJt8U/s320/DSC_0822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R5Qd4zEJ5nI/AAAAAAAAADE/0ESiUfOlSMM/s1600-h/DSC_0829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157780334863574642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R5Qd4zEJ5nI/AAAAAAAAADE/0ESiUfOlSMM/s320/DSC_0829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R5Qd5jEJ5oI/AAAAAAAAADM/VBEqNWB65uk/s1600-h/DSC_0830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157780347748476546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R5Qd5jEJ5oI/AAAAAAAAADM/VBEqNWB65uk/s320/DSC_0830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Saturday Evening Miles recieved his baby blessing.  What a neat experience it was to be there.  The spirit was so strong.  He is such a sweet baby and we are so blessed to have him in our lives.  He has taught us so much already.  We just love him.  He is doing really well.  Eric and Brandi are the best parents.  We love you Miles.  Here are a few pictures from his blessing.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-560458448110649494?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/560458448110649494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=560458448110649494&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/560458448110649494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/560458448110649494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/01/miles-blessing.html' title='Miles Blessing'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/R5Qd3DEJ5lI/AAAAAAAAAC0/4AfJxHpAIis/s72-c/DSC_0818.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-3590275167801324818</id><published>2008-01-20T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T20:18:08.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Date Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R5QaaTEJ5hI/AAAAAAAAACU/Giotv2lJpq8/s1600-h/DSC_0797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157776512342681106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R5QaaTEJ5hI/AAAAAAAAACU/Giotv2lJpq8/s320/DSC_0797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R5QaajEJ5iI/AAAAAAAAACc/gL-HjMsyAyk/s1600-h/DSC_0802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157776516637648418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R5QaajEJ5iI/AAAAAAAAACc/gL-HjMsyAyk/s320/DSC_0802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R5QaazEJ5jI/AAAAAAAAACk/fY8TZiymaQI/s1600-h/DSC_0809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157776520932615730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R5QaazEJ5jI/AAAAAAAAACk/fY8TZiymaQI/s320/DSC_0809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R5QabDEJ5kI/AAAAAAAAACs/-poah-wiubI/s1600-h/DSC_0810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157776525227583042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R5QabDEJ5kI/AAAAAAAAACs/-poah-wiubI/s320/DSC_0810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Friday night we decided to go out.  We went up to Fat Cats in Salt Lake.  We ate at the Pizza Factory and then went bowling.  We didn't really know how Taylor was going to like it, but once we showed her what to do she had so much fun.  She wanted to help on every turn.  She tried many times to pick up the ball all by herself.  Then she would help us push the ball down the lane.  Kevin went and found one of those metal things that you push the ball on, then she could do it all by herself.  She would then run back to us clapping before she even saw any pins go down.  We had  a lot of fun.  I forgot how much fun bowling is.  I just have to say - I am much better at bowling on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; than bowling in real life.  After our game was over we played a few arcades.  Our favorite one was Deal or No Deal.  You play it exactly the same way, but you win tickets instead of money.  So we let Taylor pick each brief case by pushing the buttons with numbers on it.  She did so good.  You have the chance to win up to 200 tickets.  We played until we had two brief cases left and the numbers that were left were either 8 tickets or 200 tickets, and the banker offered us 104 tickets, so we took the deal.  Taylor must be a natural at Deal or No Deal.   We came away with a wand for Taylor, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;whoopee&lt;/span&gt; cushion, and two air heads.  We had a great time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-3590275167801324818?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/3590275167801324818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=3590275167801324818&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/3590275167801324818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/3590275167801324818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/01/family-date-night.html' title='Family Date Night'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/R5QaaTEJ5hI/AAAAAAAAACU/Giotv2lJpq8/s72-c/DSC_0797.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-1309485109145736621</id><published>2008-01-20T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T20:02:53.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Play Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R5QX4zEJ5eI/AAAAAAAAAB8/2w_SWf0MeO8/s1600-h/DSC_0786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157773737793807842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R5QX4zEJ5eI/AAAAAAAAAB8/2w_SWf0MeO8/s320/DSC_0786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Taylor sitting in your favorite chair, reading her favorite book.  My cousin Kindra and I made our kids their own ABC book for Christmas.  It is pictures of Taylor - each pictures has to do with a letter of the alphabet.  She absolutley loves it.  It is always the first book that she gets when she wants to read books.  Thanks Kindra for the great idea and helping me do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R5QX5jEJ5fI/AAAAAAAAACE/j5eUfIYJ29w/s1600-h/DSC_0788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157773750678709746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R5QX5jEJ5fI/AAAAAAAAACE/j5eUfIYJ29w/s320/DSC_0788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R5QX6DEJ5gI/AAAAAAAAACM/fRP5tmGiX5A/s1600-h/DSC_0789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157773759268644354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R5QX6DEJ5gI/AAAAAAAAACM/fRP5tmGiX5A/s320/DSC_0789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mom bought Taylor this very cute ladybug tent for Christmas.   We put it up on Friday.  At first she didn't really get it, but when I went in there with her she didn't want to get out.  We probably played in it for a couple of hours.  She loves it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-1309485109145736621?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/1309485109145736621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=1309485109145736621&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/1309485109145736621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/1309485109145736621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/01/play-time.html' title='Play Time'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/R5QX4zEJ5eI/AAAAAAAAAB8/2w_SWf0MeO8/s72-c/DSC_0786.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-8799327142019614292</id><published>2008-01-18T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T12:21:56.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today I went to the doctor for my usual four week check-up.  The doctor did another ultra-sound to find out what we are having.  They were right the first time, we are having a girl.  We are pretty excited!!  The doctor said that she is still in a breach position, but not to worry, she still has plenty of time to flip around.  So that is our latest news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I just have to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;apologize&lt;/span&gt; for not up-dating my blog for a long time.  We haven't really been doing anything.  I will try to do better this next week and take some pictures.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-8799327142019614292?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/8799327142019614292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=8799327142019614292&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/8799327142019614292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/8799327142019614292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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-5723593235930381716.post-8253566914611048304</id><published>2008-01-02T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T15:01:20.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year, 2008</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year everyone!!  I hope you all had a great New Year.  We had so much fun.  We planned a party with some of our neighbors.  We went over to our neighbors house, Cameron and Amy Stewart.  We had a lot of yummy food.  We just kept eating and eating.  We played a game called Apples to Apples, I think that is what it is called.  That was fun.  I had never played it before.  Then we ate some more and put the kids to bed.  Cameron put together some questions for the Newlywed game.  It was so much fun.  So the girls went in one room and answered some questions about their marriage or their husbands and the guys did the same.  Then we all came back to the same room and our spouses had to guess what we guessed and we had to guess their answers.  I am sure you all know how to play.  Anyway, I don't think that all of us have laughed that hard in a long time.  I was laughing so hard that I was crying and all my upper body muscles hurt.  It was so much fun.  Kevin and I got a little more than half right, so we didn't do too bad.  I would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;recommend&lt;/span&gt; this game to anyone.  It is a great way to see if you and your husband know a lot about each other, and you will have so much fun.  The party was great.  We rang in the New Year with martini glasses, sparkling apple cider, and kazoos. It was so much fun.  Thank you to the Stewart's who put on such a great party!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-8253566914611048304?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/8253566914611048304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=8253566914611048304&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/8253566914611048304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/8253566914611048304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year-2008.html' title='Happy New Year, 2008'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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-5723593235930381716.post-2599083178966838138</id><published>2008-01-02T14:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T14:45:35.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help, I'v fallen and can't get up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Sunday after Christmas Kevin had a little accident.  In the morning before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;church&lt;/span&gt; he went over to Eric's for a minute.  As he was walking back, he was walking up our driveway and sneezed and fell to the ground.  His back went out.  He couldn't move.  So he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;layed&lt;/span&gt; on the sidewalk for 15-20 minutes he said.  I had no idea he was even out there.  I was putting Taylor in the bath tub when I heard a cry for help coming from the front door.  I ran to see what he needed.  And there Kevin was crawling in the front door almost in teas.  I asked what was wrong and he was in so much pain he couldn't talk.  I asked, "Are you having a heart-attack", "No," he said.  "Did you slip and hurt your knee?"  "No," he said.  So then he said that he sneezed and his back when out.  So he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;layed&lt;/span&gt; there on the floor of our front entry way.  Right then Eric called and I told him that Kevin was in a lot of pain.  So he said that they had a heating thing you put in the microwave and Brandi had some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Loratabs&lt;/span&gt;.  So I went over there and told Brandi what had happened.  Luckily her mom was there and knows a lot about the body.  So Brandi gave me the medication and we all went back to our house.  Brandi's mom thought that he slipped a disc in his back.  She had him do some stretches to see if that would help, but he could barely move.  So we tried to sit him up to take him to bed, but that was impossible.  So Brandi's dad and brother-in-law grabbed Kevin by his hands and drug him into the front room, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; the could at least watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;.  Kevin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;layed&lt;/span&gt; there on the floor until 11 o'clock at night.  He didn't move.  He spent a lot of time on the computer and watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;.  Then Eric and my dad made a stretcher out of crutches and a blanket, put Kevin on it and carried him into our bed.  That even killed him.  Luckily the next morning a chiropractor had an opening so we got him into the car.  The chiropractor took an x-ray and said that the cushion that is in between his spine bones was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;smaller&lt;/span&gt; than it is supposed to be and so his spine bones are rubbing together.  So then he cracked his back.  I have never heard anything like that.  And Kevin had never felt anything like that, but it relieved a lot of pressure, so that is good.  So Kevin has been taking it easy, well as much as Kevin will.  He hates to sit still.  He is on a lot of pain medication right now and I guess it will just take time for it to heal.  I am guessing a couple of weeks.  I hope for his sake that it is sooner!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-2599083178966838138?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/2599083178966838138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=2599083178966838138&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/2599083178966838138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/2599083178966838138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/01/help-iv-fallen-and-cant-get-up.html' title='Help, I&apos;v fallen and can&apos;t get up!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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-5723593235930381716.post-2427180156087070964</id><published>2008-01-02T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T14:28:36.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R3wPwTEJ5cI/AAAAAAAAABs/ouF9jybk4jM/s1600-h/DSC_0740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151009396230841794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R3wPwTEJ5cI/AAAAAAAAABs/ouF9jybk4jM/s320/DSC_0740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R3wPxDEJ5dI/AAAAAAAAAB0/SWRO5lX4xeA/s1600-h/DSC_0758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151009409115743698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R3wPxDEJ5dI/AAAAAAAAAB0/SWRO5lX4xeA/s320/DSC_0758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151008563007186354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R3wO_zEJ5bI/AAAAAAAAABk/VtAuwgyivsE/s320/DSC_0713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmast was so much fun. We decided to have our Christmas over at Eric's house with my whole family. Taylor was pretty tired at first, but when she saw her new kitchen she was pretty excited. We watched Tess and Taylor open their presents for and hour or so. They wanted to play with their toy as they opened it. It is so much fun to see how excited kids are for Christmas and their new toys. Once we opened Taylor's pots, pans, bowls, and food, we didn't see her for the next couple of hours. She played and played and played with all her new toys. She would stir some food and then put it in the oven and do it over and over. She loved it!! Christmas was the best being all together. I loved it.   Here are some pitures of Taylor on Christmas with her new kitchen.  And a picture of her and Tess playing with the kitchen.  &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/5723593235930381716-2427180156087070964?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/2427180156087070964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=2427180156087070964&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/2427180156087070964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/2427180156087070964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas.html' title='Christmas!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/R3wPwTEJ5cI/AAAAAAAAABs/ouF9jybk4jM/s72-c/DSC_0740.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-4614430745907138497</id><published>2008-01-02T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T14:16:51.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy or Girl?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R3wNJzEJ5aI/AAAAAAAAABc/4OpZeKjp-MQ/s1600-h/Top_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151006535782622626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R3wNJzEJ5aI/AAAAAAAAABc/4OpZeKjp-MQ/s320/Top_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On December 21st we went to the Doctors to have an ultra-sound to find out whether we are having a &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;boy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or a&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. During the ultra-sound the Doctor checked and measured everything and the baby looks great. When we got to the end of the ultra-sound he looked to see the sex of the baby, and the baby didn't want to show off. The baby was in a breach position and it is sitting in an indian style postition, so its feet and legs were covering everything. The Doctor wouldn't let us go until he found out what the baby was. So he pushed on my tummy several times, and looked at many different angles but the baby wouldn't budge. From what the Doctor could see it might be a girl. He couldn't tell for sure, but he thinks that it is maybe a girl. But since he couldn't really tell I get to have another ultra-sound at my next appointment to see really what it is. I am feeling like it is a girl, but we will have to wait and see!  Here is a cool picture of her fore-arm and fist.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-4614430745907138497?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/4614430745907138497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=4614430745907138497&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/4614430745907138497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/4614430745907138497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2008/01/boy-or-girl.html' title='Boy or Girl?'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/R3wNJzEJ5aI/AAAAAAAAABc/4OpZeKjp-MQ/s72-c/Top_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-3914521198181242245</id><published>2007-12-14T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T20:50:33.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Pajamas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R2NcKLUFE-I/AAAAAAAAABE/dl1NsmAs6a4/s1600-h/DSC_0693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144056529292694498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R2NcKLUFE-I/AAAAAAAAABE/dl1NsmAs6a4/s320/DSC_0693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R2NcKbUFE_I/AAAAAAAAABM/hHaaN-PkQNY/s1600-h/DSC_0694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144056533587661810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R2NcKbUFE_I/AAAAAAAAABM/hHaaN-PkQNY/s320/DSC_0694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taylor got her Christmas pj's today.  We decided to let her wear them early so that we could enjoy them for the next couple of weeks.  We think that she looks like a little elf.  Here are some pictures of her in front of the tree.  We can tell that she will be excited for Christmas morning!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723593235930381716-3914521198181242245?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/3914521198181242245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=3914521198181242245&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/3914521198181242245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/3914521198181242245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-pajamas.html' title='Christmas Pajamas'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/R2NcKLUFE-I/AAAAAAAAABE/dl1NsmAs6a4/s72-c/DSC_0693.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723593235930381716.post-5633244788607141843</id><published>2007-12-09T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T22:51:13.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Being a Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R1zYFr1wxwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DwhSCLC-y24/s1600-h/DSC_0665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142222466729428738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOAtO_VAg48/R1zYFr1wxwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DwhSCLC-y24/s320/DSC_0665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Taylor loves being a girl. She loves babies, purses, jewelry, and lip gloss. The other day she came out of her room and she was wearing this necklace holding her purse and baby. She loves being a girl. &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/5723593235930381716-5633244788607141843?l=kevin-ali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/feeds/5633244788607141843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723593235930381716&amp;postID=5633244788607141843&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/5633244788607141843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723593235930381716/posts/default/5633244788607141843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevin-ali.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-being-girl.html' title='Just Being a Girl'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07229907057370715138</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/_rOAtO_VAg48/R1zYFr1wxwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DwhSCLC-y24/s72-c/DSC_0665.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
