<?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-5243090701060292654</id><updated>2011-07-07T17:48:32.808-07:00</updated><category term='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/S6vG0JBrw_I/AAAAAAAACgw/CGjrdHwvpvs/s1600/IMG_0393.jpg'/><title type='text'>Life with the Youngs</title><subtitle type='html'>Micah, Julie, Mya, Tay and Lexie</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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>151</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-2826297276716649482</id><published>2011-04-03T06:40:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T07:02:40.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wowza's!!!</title><content type='html'>Holy cow I am a slacker! Much like a lot of things I do, sad to say...but really, what a better way to do our journaling right, and after seeing my buddy ol' pal Megan yesterday, I decided I SOO need to get back into it! So from now on, it is my goal to blog/journal every Sunday-ish. Hmm, so where to start after a year of nothingness? Well just from this day I guess, Life is great!!! We moved to Sunny St. George, wow what an amazing place to live!!! Holy cow I thought I would miss Cedar City, but NOPE! Kids being kids, Micah loving work, mom being mom and taking pictures on the side... hey you should jump on over to facebook and like &lt;a href="http://facebook.com/julesphotos"&gt;JULES PHOTOS&lt;/a&gt; :)Also in the middle of building a website...getting very busy, which is good, BUT I've learned, and take my advice, if you want a hobby to stay a hobby, you have to be able to say no! Being a mother is priority number UNO! and I find my mothering skills slack off when I feel pressure to get pictures edited. Also the last thing I want is to be overwhelmed taking pictures and editing and getting too busy I get sick of it. Well, looks like that's all I have time for today folks, I have had my 5 minutes of uninteruptedness, that's about all I get in between being a servant, oops...I meant mother ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-2826297276716649482?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/2826297276716649482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=2826297276716649482' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/2826297276716649482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/2826297276716649482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2011/04/wowzas.html' title='Wowza&apos;s!!!'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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-5243090701060292654.post-5753534310105286546</id><published>2010-03-25T13:03:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T13:28:58.413-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/S6vG0JBrw_I/AAAAAAAACgw/CGjrdHwvpvs/s1600/IMG_0393.jpg'/><title type='text'>Horrible end to a horrible day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/S6vG0JBrw_I/AAAAAAAACgw/CGjrdHwvpvs/s1600/IMG_0393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/S6vG0JBrw_I/AAAAAAAACgw/CGjrdHwvpvs/s400/IMG_0393.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452670372940596210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know those days, when from the moment you wake up and step out of bed, you just know you're in for a long one...the days when you don't feel good, the kids won't stop fighting and crying from the minute they wake up and you just hope the day goes by fast, that was me yesterday.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was getting later on in the day, the clock reminding me I had to get dinner ready...yuck, what should I cook, I really don't want to do anything and wish we could eat cold cereal...hmmm, well, I have some leftover pot roast in the refrigerator, maybe I could come up with something out of using leftovers so it will be quick and easy...I have some biscuit mix, maybe I could throw that on top of the beef with a little cream of mushroom soup?? Sure, give it a try. Normally I just follow recipes and if I don't it's something I know will work...this concoction...not quite sure. It sounded gross from the get-go but I just wanted to get something cooked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, lets just say I was right, the minute I pulled that disgusting thing out of the oven, I knew we would not be eating it...great, now I've just wasted time cooking and we still have to eat cold cereal, why didn't I just skip dinner. There is no rule that says I have to cook every night... Luckily I can laugh at myself and didn't take offense to when Micah came home and said "what is that? it looks and smells like someone threw up in a pan and cooked it" Yikes! haha, we had a good laugh about it, we tried feeding some to Gizmo the dog and even he wasn't a fan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lessons learned&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Laugh at your mistakes, don't take offense to things to easily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- When you try and be creative with food make sure you have a backup or better yet just follow a recipe unless you're a great chef&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- When you don't feel up to cooking dinner or know what to make, skip the concoction and stick with the cold cereal, or better yet take-out! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-5753534310105286546?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/5753534310105286546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=5753534310105286546' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/5753534310105286546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/5753534310105286546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2010/03/horrible-end-to-horrible-day.html' title='Horrible end to a horrible day'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/S6vG0JBrw_I/AAAAAAAACgw/CGjrdHwvpvs/s72-c/IMG_0393.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-4899850144748176560</id><published>2010-02-17T21:40:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T07:27:56.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kid update</title><content type='html'>Wow, my kids have been cracking me up lately! It seems like everyday they do and say something worth remembering so I guess I better blog it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a new Mac and while Micah was putting it together Mya ran into me so excited and said "MOM come see you new i mac, It is SOO ELEGANT!" I usually hear her in her room or something and she will say random long made up words and I will ask her what they mean and she will have a full definition for me as to what it is referring to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mom, I don't want the skin (crust) on my bread"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had her cousins over and I heard her in a not so quiet voice in the other room "HURRY, BEFORE MY MOM COMES!" they were up to no good, and thankfully she warned me by her not so suave move and loud mouth j/k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never realize how much kids watch and listen to you what you say, I think it is so funny when I hear Mya telling Tay "Tay, if you would just move and give me some peace and quiet for a moment I can find your shoe"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Tay is turning into such a little boy/stinker! he is always wanting to wrestle or fight and always wants his "shoot gun" to kill the bad guys.&lt;br /&gt;The other day I gave him a bowl of ice cream and looked over to see him blowing on his ice cream cause it was to cold...guess he still needs to learn that only works with food that's too hot...it cracked me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Lexie is almost ONE on Feb 27th, I honestly can't believe it, she is still so little and so stinkin cute..we can't get enough of our little bug, she always has a smile, I hardly even know she is there half the time, just crawling around doing her own little thing. She loves to dance too! Mya will turn on her ipod in her room and Lexie will stop whatever she is playing with and get on her little hands and knees and head for Mya's room so she can dance..it is so cute!&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad she has such a fun sweet personality, I love it!&lt;br /&gt;I was a little nervous because both Tay and Mya had a bunch of teeth by her age and just last week Lexie cut her FIRST tooth, but, that doesn't stop her from eating chicken nuggets and what we are eating..she's so over baby food, little stinker. If she doesn't want what I give her like green beans she will pick them up one at a time and throw as hard as she can until every last bean is off of her tray, she's kinda spunky :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-4899850144748176560?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/4899850144748176560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=4899850144748176560' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/4899850144748176560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/4899850144748176560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2010/02/kid-update.html' title='Kid update'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-6708568722988325374</id><published>2009-12-17T17:50:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T17:58:34.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family pics</title><content type='html'>We finally got our family pictures taken! I have been wanting to forever but didn't know who we were going to have take them. My sister-in-law, Kari, volunteered to use my camera and become the photographer, thanks Kari!&lt;br /&gt;The day of pictures everything was going really smooth and it always seems like something is bound to go wrong, or that the kids will act up so I was just waiting for that. Well, about 20 minutes before we were suppose to leave, I had just finished Mya's hair and had the curling iron sitting out still and sure enough disaster happened! Tay grabbed it and was screaming bloody murder forever! We could not get him to stop, finally Micah calmed him down.&lt;br /&gt;He wouldn't let me touch him and wouldn't pose for a picture with Lexie and Mya but I was glad we at least got him to smile and not be screaming in all of them.&lt;br /&gt;With kids you take what you can get right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-6708568722988325374?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/6708568722988325374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=6708568722988325374' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/6708568722988325374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/6708568722988325374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/12/family-pics.html' title='Family pics'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-3431940161439392099</id><published>2009-12-01T08:00:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T08:16:47.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jules Photos GIVEAWAY</title><content type='html'>Win a FREE PHOTO SESSION&lt;br /&gt;On DEC 16th there will be a random drawing where one person will win a full session which they can keep for themselves or give to someone for great CHRISTMAS gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two ways to enter&lt;br /&gt;If you have a FACEBOOK, simply scroll down to the bottom of my sidebar and become a FAN of my photography page or click &lt;a href="http://facebook.com/julesphotos"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to become a fan&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;Leave a COMMENT on &lt;a href="http://julieyoungphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jules Photos&lt;/a&gt; and create a post on your blog with my photography blog link &lt;a href="http://julieyoungphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://julieyoungphotography.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://facebook.com/julesphotos"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://facebook.com/julesphotos"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-3431940161439392099?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/3431940161439392099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=3431940161439392099' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/3431940161439392099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/3431940161439392099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/12/jules-photos-giveaway.html' title='Jules Photos GIVEAWAY'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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-5243090701060292654.post-7049658149556785400</id><published>2009-11-30T14:43:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T14:56:47.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I'm so thankful for everything we are ALL able to enjoy thanks to this free country we have to live in. We take for granted all the good things we have sometimes. We are all so lucky to live the lives we do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;We went to Micah's brother Kody and Nicole's this year, they were so sweet to invite all of us and cook oodles!! of food. yummmy!&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of the beautiful table setting Nicole put together for us. She did so much, I don't know how she does it with five little ones running around, she's Wonder Woman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410032952725951362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SxRMTpJjU4I/AAAAAAAACDQ/q5vTy4RiSN8/s400/IMG_3444.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410034002604305922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SxRNQwQDrgI/AAAAAAAACDg/Npglf746Olc/s400/IMG_3434.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 278px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410034002492880226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SxRNQv1fdWI/AAAAAAAACDY/ebf9UPtzmTE/s400/IMG_3430.jpg" /&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/5243090701060292654-7049658149556785400?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/7049658149556785400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=7049658149556785400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/7049658149556785400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/7049658149556785400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SxRMTpJjU4I/AAAAAAAACDQ/q5vTy4RiSN8/s72-c/IMG_3444.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-1826105869634301740</id><published>2009-11-30T14:30:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T14:57:18.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls night out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I'm so behind on posting, I've been busy with other things lately but just wanted to catch up really quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;We of course like every other girl out there had to have a girls night out and go see New Moon. We had all of the sisters and sister-in-laws together, and we had a BLAST! I don't think I'd laughed that hard in a long time. Micah and Rob were so sweet to take all the little munchkins so we could go have a break&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410030677823856786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SxRKPOeoIJI/AAAAAAAACDI/mR7nP4nWyXw/s400/newmoon3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410030671191323298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SxRKO1xTsqI/AAAAAAAACDA/J_lUdVsmsgI/s400/newmoon2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410030664240770706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SxRKOb4KrpI/AAAAAAAACC4/gafM7pm-VyE/s400/newmoon1.JPG" /&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/5243090701060292654-1826105869634301740?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/1826105869634301740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=1826105869634301740' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/1826105869634301740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/1826105869634301740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/11/girls-night-out.html' title='Girls night out'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SxRKPOeoIJI/AAAAAAAACDI/mR7nP4nWyXw/s72-c/newmoon3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-8737067843596118169</id><published>2009-11-13T07:24:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T07:30:28.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I was cleaning out a drawer and came across this quote by Neal A. Maxwell. I loved it so I thought I would share it. It is a good reminder to keep your chin up and keep on keepin on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;When in situations of stress we wonder if there is anymore to give. We can be comforted to know that God, who knows our capacity perfectly, placed us here to succeed. No one was foreordained to fail or to be wicked. Let us remember that we were measured before and were found equal to our tasks; therefore, let us continue, but with a more determined discipleship. When we feel overwhelmed, let us recall the assurance that God will not over-program us; he will not press upon us more than we can bear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Neal A. Maxwell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-8737067843596118169?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/8737067843596118169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=8737067843596118169' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/8737067843596118169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/8737067843596118169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/11/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the day'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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-5243090701060292654.post-8305066780972933930</id><published>2009-10-30T08:45:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T09:08:59.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BRRR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt; When Cedar got it's first snow of the season (which it is not really the season for snow yet is it?)  Braden and McKenna came over for a bit and before I knew it they were outside jumping on the trampoline having a BLAST! They would fall down, eat the snow, and were frozen when they came in but they loved it. I'm glad someone likes the cold because when it comes to me and cold, we don't get along too well. I just want to stay inside and never go out unless I absolutely have to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Note: (These pictures were taken AFTER I made them put on shoes! When they got here I was feeding the baby and they all ran out  and were jumping with no coats and bare feet. They were so bothered by the fact that I made them either chose shoes or the house.  Kids are crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398436475904738594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SusZX2jQRSI/AAAAAAAAB64/JC1BkpxJJy0/s400/IMG_2131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398437623587058450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SusaaqACsxI/AAAAAAAAB7A/GYQcvjwKo8g/s400/IMG_2132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398436470842459026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SusZXjsUA5I/AAAAAAAAB6w/tu0BwZ2c8Ws/s400/IMG_2126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398437630528576578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SusabD3B3EI/AAAAAAAAB7I/-PayJyrlirM/s400/IMG_2135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-8305066780972933930?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/8305066780972933930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=8305066780972933930' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/8305066780972933930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/8305066780972933930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/10/brrr.html' title='BRRR!'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SusZX2jQRSI/AAAAAAAAB64/JC1BkpxJJy0/s72-c/IMG_2131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-317377457821677419</id><published>2009-10-23T21:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T07:20:16.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Garb</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396169341638513234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SuMLbRQ3klI/AAAAAAAAB6o/ilqaTUGVRa4/s400/IMG_2029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Mya woke up one morning and came out of her room wearing this, It cracked me up because this is not how she went to bed, so somehow in the dark she managed to come up with this awesome outfit that I would like to define as a garb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-317377457821677419?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/317377457821677419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=317377457821677419' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/317377457821677419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/317377457821677419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/10/garb.html' title='Garb'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SuMLbRQ3klI/AAAAAAAAB6o/ilqaTUGVRa4/s72-c/IMG_2029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-3452872802119309257</id><published>2009-10-13T07:21:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T07:51:15.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>two years starts tomorrow!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/StSTy6TcUBI/AAAAAAAAB54/2n9TUnbc9Dk/s1600-h/IMG_1310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392097156722872338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/StSTy6TcUBI/AAAAAAAAB54/2n9TUnbc9Dk/s400/IMG_1310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe that tomorrow my little brothers go into the MTC. I wanted to go up and say goodbye but my mom told me they changed how they do things now, they no longer let families go in and they are only aloud one car to just drop them off and say goodbye so I thought I would just go up when they actually fly out but they don't let family go to the airport anymore either so I'm kinda sad about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to miss them so much and am really proud of them for making the decision to serve missions. I know they will have hard times when they will want to give up and come home but I also know they will have more good times and grow a ton and have some amazing experiences to share. They are going to be the best missionaries and the people will love them. Go get em Lance and Tyce! We love you and are so proud of you!!&lt;/div&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/5243090701060292654-3452872802119309257?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/3452872802119309257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=3452872802119309257' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/3452872802119309257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/3452872802119309257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/10/two-years-starts-tomorrow.html' title='two years starts tomorrow!!'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/StSTy6TcUBI/AAAAAAAAB54/2n9TUnbc9Dk/s72-c/IMG_1310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-4265576716037026021</id><published>2009-09-24T19:35:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T19:51:32.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Once upon a time at the collegiate university named SUU there was a boy named Micah Christopher and a girl named Julie Anna who were furthering their education and happened to lock eyes one day during their travels to and from classes and while working on their physiques at the local gymnasium.&lt;br /&gt;They both had eyes for each other but there was a problem. They were both pursuing someone else so how could they ever really cross paths. Then one night at the SUU ball, Micah Christopher asked Julie Anna to dance but Julie Anna was leaving the ball and had to kindly decline the offer, well this was a sign to Micah Christopher that we was indeed suppose to be with the other young lady he was pursuing. Little did he know that Julie Anna was at her college apartment talking to her roommates about the cute boy she had had her eye on and just had to see him again.&lt;br /&gt;Later that week Julie Anna saw him at the gym and apologized for not dancing with him. They decided to go on a date, and ended things with the previous people they were dating and the rest as they say is history.&lt;br /&gt;They later got married, had three kids and live happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385228506082654626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/Srwsy0tdOaI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/JDV5IKKTD0o/s400/IMG_0137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we celebrated our five year anniversary. Time flies! Micah is so sweet and cleaned the house today while I took Mya to school and ran errands then took me to a wonderful dinner. He is the BEST husband a girl could ask for!! (Mya took this picture of us today so it is a little blurry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-4265576716037026021?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/4265576716037026021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=4265576716037026021' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/4265576716037026021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/4265576716037026021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/09/our-story.html' title='Our story'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/Srwsy0tdOaI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/JDV5IKKTD0o/s72-c/IMG_0137.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-5753096131252103689</id><published>2009-09-23T11:37:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T20:04:37.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Really?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;So this morning Mya was watching something on PBS, I like having her watch cartoons on that channel because there is actually learning involved in most of their kid programming.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I learned while cleaning the kitchen that there are 40,000!!! known species of spiders in the world!!! Say what?! really?? FOURTY THOUSAND DIFFERENT SPECIES!! The thought of this really makes my skin crawl... I knew there were a LOT, but really??? Does there seriously need to be that many different type of disgusting eight legged creatures crawling around out there. Oh and to think that doesn't include insects and bugs of all different types. Eww! (I hope I never find out how many of those there are) I really need therapy huh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-5753096131252103689?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/5753096131252103689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=5753096131252103689' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/5753096131252103689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/5753096131252103689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/09/really.html' title='Really?!'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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-5243090701060292654.post-2866315160267750390</id><published>2009-08-29T22:11:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T22:41:49.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;We've gone country...For a night. Rachel and Tony invited us to the derby and had the grand idea that we all needed to wear hats, so that's what we did. We were pretty retarded but we really didn't care what people thought of us. That's the nice thing about growing "older" and being married, you stop caring about other people think of you. There were SO many people there we had to sit out in the boonies and couldn't even really see what was going on but we still had a blast. We resorted to taking pictures to keep ourselves entertained. It was good time haha! We love our friends and have so much fun with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375625765815723474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SpoPJxjiJdI/AAAAAAAABrA/nvOv26K3DMg/s400/IMG_0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375624683565788210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SpoOKx3CrDI/AAAAAAAABqw/bCG1zSw9Vdc/s400/IMG_0027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375625753807194482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SpoPJE0eiXI/AAAAAAAABq4/qIL31CPISdo/s400/IMG_0031-4.jpg" border="0" /&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375624678701628162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SpoOKfvVewI/AAAAAAAABqo/NtaJURK05Po/s400/IMG_0018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375622321819059442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SpoMBTqvhPI/AAAAAAAABqY/4Vo3_8NBZi8/s400/IMG_0024-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375624665945091650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SpoOJwN8LkI/AAAAAAAABqg/6A4qa3zFc0U/s400/IMG_0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Micah really did make a pretty good cowboy. He was cute :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-2866315160267750390?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/2866315160267750390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=2866315160267750390' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/2866315160267750390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/2866315160267750390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-for-fun.html' title='Just for fun'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SpoPJxjiJdI/AAAAAAAABrA/nvOv26K3DMg/s72-c/IMG_0009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-5536530269630389562</id><published>2009-08-22T09:59:00.015-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T16:08:32.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mya's first soccer game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;This morning we had fun watching Mya play soccer. She is so funny, she has been so excited up until this morning when it was time to go, then she all of the sudden threw a fit (surprise, surprise) and said she was not playing soccer, it was boring and to give her uniform back to the coach. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I tried to talk her into going then figured there was no point if she didn't want to play I shouldn't force her.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I just decided to tell her that we could stay home and not go and right then she gave in said she would go but not play.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Once she got there and saw her best friend Taya, she was super excited. It is so fun that they are on the same team, but then again, it might not be a good thing when it comes to game play. As you can see in the pictures, most of the time they just held hands and frolicked through the field like little girls do. It was pretty cute though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372904210136210386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SpBj6Ylem9I/AAAAAAAABmQ/TbzdZKRjFOg/s400/IMG_9298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372906648004947538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SpBmISWrblI/AAAAAAAABmg/auvlcIzXeXk/s400/IMG_9313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Get it Mya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372928757036159138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SpB6PM6fEKI/AAAAAAAABm4/XYOhnf_9cjE/s400/IMG_9345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's always time for a hug&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372906646516068082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SpBmIMzs7vI/AAAAAAAABmY/0s8vdOOHFBk/s400/IMG_9301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Run girls run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372901480802150642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SpBhbhBh6PI/AAAAAAAABmA/xgWLuIQpOFQ/s400/IMG_9292.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Water break&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372906656534534626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SpBmIyISmeI/AAAAAAAABmo/d654WwPUKOA/s400/IMG_9333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;First goal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372906672011604962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SpBmJryT8-I/AAAAAAAABmw/u2F0XszSJv4/s400/IMG_9336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I did it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-5536530269630389562?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/5536530269630389562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=5536530269630389562' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/5536530269630389562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/5536530269630389562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/08/myas-first-soccer-game.html' title='Mya&apos;s first soccer game'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SpBj6Ylem9I/AAAAAAAABmQ/TbzdZKRjFOg/s72-c/IMG_9298.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-1684114468673850379</id><published>2009-08-21T21:10:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T22:07:06.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;As a mom I have found it is hard when you have kids to feel like you have a purpose other than sitting at home feeding kids, changing diapers, cooking dinner, cleaning the house and the list goes on... Micah has been wanting me to find a hobby forever because he knew I just kinda felt "worthless" in a way, even though raising our children is the most important things we as mothers can do, sometimes it feels pointless in a way. (At least for me it does. I sure hope I am not the only mom out there who feels discouraged at times.)&lt;br /&gt;I love being a mom but it is HARD work. Like when we have just swept the kitchen floor and turn around to see Cheerios smashed all over it or see the little fingerprints all over the newly just washed 10 minute ago window. Or when we have all the laundry folded but haven't quite put it all away and the kids just can't resist picking up a pile and throwing it all over the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...I am glad I have found something for me that I can do that will in no way get undone by a little rugrat two minutes after I do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I have been up to lately to keep me busy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://julieyoungphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;http://julieyoungphotography.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;(when I am not busy taking care of my little ones) and have cute senior pictures, more families and some little ones coming up so stay "tuned" for more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-1684114468673850379?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/1684114468673850379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=1684114468673850379' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/1684114468673850379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/1684114468673850379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/08/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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-5243090701060292654.post-266304855629672267</id><published>2009-08-07T15:00:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T18:06:10.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's with the faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I have been having so much fun taking pictures and I just sold my treadmill (which is so sad...... not! I hate running) so I could buy a flash. I needed someone to practice on and Lexie seemed like a good choice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;She was cracking me up because she is not the most photogenic baby ever. She would not smile for me and kept pulling the funniest faces. (Yes she has some random things on such as a scarf and a Christmas hat that use to be Mya's but we were just experimenting with whatever we could find around the house.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;She is the sweetest little thing and I can't believe she will be six months soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367346613314227330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 356px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SnylTrD9jII/AAAAAAAABgg/m1Re7GqEJu0/s400/IMG_7769.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SnylTJNM4xI/AAAAAAAABgY/_n_P9XnC8pM/s1600-h/IMG_7794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367346604226175762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SnylRivRgnI/AAAAAAAABgA/UllV37pANJU/s400/IMG_7734.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367351568625722082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/Snyp0HCSYuI/AAAAAAAABgo/9-iPie2M0jY/s400/IMG_7800.jpg" border="0" /&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/5243090701060292654-266304855629672267?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/266304855629672267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=266304855629672267' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/266304855629672267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/266304855629672267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/08/whats-with-faces.html' title='What&apos;s with the faces'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SnylTrD9jII/AAAAAAAABgg/m1Re7GqEJu0/s72-c/IMG_7769.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-2688158007167865586</id><published>2009-08-05T07:56:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T09:38:04.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cost of a child</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was on Yahoo today and saw this article and thought it was interesting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no secret that raising children can be expensive, but how about nearly a quarter of a million dollars expensive?&lt;br /&gt;A government report released Tuesday says a middle-income family with a child born last year will spend about $221,000 raising that child through age 17.&lt;br /&gt;Families with more income spend more money on child-related costs, the report said. A two-parent family that earns less than $57,000 annually will spend about $160,000 on a child from birth through high school. Those with an income between $57,000 and $99,000 spend about $221,000 and those with higher incomes are expected to spend roughly $367,000 through age 17.&lt;br /&gt;Most single-parent households in the U.S. make less than $57,000 and are expected to spend about 7 percent less on child-rearing costs compared to two-parent households in that same income group, according to the report.&lt;br /&gt;Costs of raising a child are highest in the urban northeast and lowest in the urban south and rural areas.&lt;br /&gt;The USDA report helps courts and states determine child-support guidelines and foster care payments. It does not address costs specifically related to childbearing and paying for college.&lt;br /&gt;One of the largest changes over time has been the increase in costs related to care for young children.&lt;br /&gt;The report was first issued in 1960, when such costs were largely negligible, but with more working families turning to outside help with child care, it has grown to be a significant expense for many families. The report does not give total costs related to early child care.&lt;br /&gt;A mother of three, Raben Andrews of St. Louis, said the government figures sounded right to her. "Well, that's not half of it," joked the 42-year-old public school teacher. "I still have to put the little buggers through college."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So they mean to tell me that in our income range I will spend $160,000 per child x three = $480,000 dollars! Sounds like a lot to me. I hope I don't spend that much. Good thing I stay home and watch the little stinkers myself or It might just be up there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-2688158007167865586?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/2688158007167865586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=2688158007167865586' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/2688158007167865586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/2688158007167865586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/08/cost-of-child.html' title='Cost of a child'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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-5243090701060292654.post-8868173316387534084</id><published>2009-07-23T17:57:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T20:52:57.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;We had to take a second trip to finish up our dental work and get our crowns on and we also stayed with Micah's grandma and grandpa. Lexie got to come but we left the other two stinkers..I mean sweethearts at my moms (thanks mom!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361844782563613506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SmkZa-V8W0I/AAAAAAAABao/dgw0Ctd8WCM/s400/IMG_5669.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So when you have a brother-in-law do your dental work, you get to experiment and Micah had this master plan that he wanted to get a gold crown which is fine but then him and Robbe added to the madness and thought it would be cool to do an engraving on it... then fill the letter with a white filling, so Micah now has a gold tooth that has a great big white letter J for Julie on it(awe how sweet, I know) j/k. Who knows maybe they will start a trend haha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is a little update on the little monsters (mostly just for my remembrance and for Tina cause she says she misses crazy Mya stories)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**Lexie had her four month check up, I'm a little behind she was actually four and a half months but anyway, she weighs 13lbs 11oz and is as sweet as ever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**The other day I was telling the kids to get out of the kitchen and that they were food bubbles. Later on that day Tay was running around and I asked him if he was spiderman and he stopped and said "&lt;em&gt;I not spiderman, I a food bubble&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**I was curling my hair and I had half of it done and I walked out of the bathroom and Mya let out a big gasp and threw her arms up in the air and said "&lt;em&gt;Mom! That's just HORRIBLE&lt;/em&gt;!" I asked her what was wrong and she said "&lt;em&gt;you can't do your hair like that it is awful&lt;/em&gt;" (nice that I have girls to help me with my style)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**We were driving up the mountain and Mya fell asleep on the way and one of her legs fell asleep and when she got out she said "&lt;em&gt;Whoa, my leg is sparkling&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**Mya will not stop sucking her thumb and it is driving me crazy, so every time I see her do it I get mad at her. She has started coming up with excuses for why she is sucking it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yesterday I saw her and this was our conversation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: Mya, was your thumb in your mouth?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mya: &lt;em&gt;I was just polishing it mom&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: What in the world does that mean?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mya: &lt;em&gt;When thumbs get dirty you just put them in your mouth and it polishes them&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another one is "&lt;em&gt;mom, I am just so hungry I have to suck it&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**Mya does the strangest things, I went in her room and she had climbed up and was hanging stuff up I thought it was clothes but when I saw it I had to laugh, she has all of her toys on hangers. Anything with a handle or a hole of some sort is on a hanger. Everything from a Halloween bucket to an art supply kit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-8868173316387534084?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/8868173316387534084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=8868173316387534084' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/8868173316387534084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/8868173316387534084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/07/happenings.html' title='Happenings'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SmkZa-V8W0I/AAAAAAAABao/dgw0Ctd8WCM/s72-c/IMG_5669.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-7623758449000872003</id><published>2009-07-19T20:53:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T21:19:53.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good news!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;First....Lance and Tyce got their mission calls! They are going to Argentina! Lance is going to Buenos Aires North and Tyce is going to Neuquen. I googled it and they are a thirteen hour drive from each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am really excited for them but sad that they will be gone at the same time. They leave October 14th. I can't believe this day has finally come. They will do AWESOME! I hope these two years go by fast cause it won't be the same without them around. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And....Tay is potty trained! Yay! He has done so good too. I was dreading the whole thing but the other day Micah put underwear on him and we decided to just do it. I have heard that boys are harder than girls to potty train but not with my kids. Mya was a nightmare and took forever to figure it out but Tay is so sweet he won't fight with me about going and wakes up in the morning saying "I need to go to the baffwoom" He has number 1 down and now we are working on conquering number 2 haha, good job Tay! Now the challenge is finding underwear that actually fit him. I have bought a few different brands but they are all big on him, so if anyone knows a brand that runs small, let me know.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360391536276345586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SmPvs6DDEvI/AAAAAAAABY4/rxdtMdX4QpY/s400/IMG_5985.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And...Lexie is sleeping through the night! Hooray for sleep&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-7623758449000872003?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/7623758449000872003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=7623758449000872003' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/7623758449000872003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/7623758449000872003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-news.html' title='Good news!'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SmPvs6DDEvI/AAAAAAAABY4/rxdtMdX4QpY/s72-c/IMG_5985.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-702316226690140139</id><published>2009-07-11T12:22:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T12:40:38.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mya's Fourth of July birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SljqjRlVBxI/AAAAAAAABYw/LuIUp7edSfQ/s1600-h/IMG_5217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357289648493496082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SljqjRlVBxI/AAAAAAAABYw/LuIUp7edSfQ/s400/IMG_5217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SljqAzD_myI/AAAAAAAABYo/n8gUqnKLe6c/s1600-h/IMG_5282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357289056185064226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SljqAzD_myI/AAAAAAAABYo/n8gUqnKLe6c/s400/IMG_5282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SljqAXTz_PI/AAAAAAAABYg/lkWktNh7yhI/s1600-h/IMG_5314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357289048735218930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SljqAXTz_PI/AAAAAAAABYg/lkWktNh7yhI/s400/IMG_5314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SljqANipDkI/AAAAAAAABYY/f2FR7Ve3O7g/s1600-h/IMG_5328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357289046113062466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SljqANipDkI/AAAAAAAABYY/f2FR7Ve3O7g/s400/IMG_5328.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/Sljp_4OgpPI/AAAAAAAABYQ/zlxzfMRA8vs/s1600-h/IMG_5286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357289040391480562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/Sljp_4OgpPI/AAAAAAAABYQ/zlxzfMRA8vs/s400/IMG_5286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/Sljp_ayRMKI/AAAAAAAABYI/NFqobEL7TO4/s1600-h/IMG_5319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357289032488399010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/Sljp_ayRMKI/AAAAAAAABYI/NFqobEL7TO4/s400/IMG_5319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great time celebrating Mya's birthday and the Fourth with family. It is hard to believe Mya is really already four! &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/5243090701060292654-702316226690140139?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/702316226690140139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=702316226690140139' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/702316226690140139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/702316226690140139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/07/myas-fourth-of-july-birthday.html' title='Mya&apos;s Fourth of July birthday'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SljqjRlVBxI/AAAAAAAABYw/LuIUp7edSfQ/s72-c/IMG_5217.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-7710987295130082478</id><published>2009-07-04T18:06:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T18:10:28.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photography blog</title><content type='html'>I finally have my photography blog up and running. check it out at &lt;a href="http://www.julieyoungphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.julieyoungphotography.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://julieyoungphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-7710987295130082478?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/7710987295130082478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=7710987295130082478' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/7710987295130082478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/7710987295130082478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/07/photography-blog.html' title='Photography blog'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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-5243090701060292654.post-7470786809582414163</id><published>2009-06-28T16:58:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T17:11:51.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsessed</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It's official, Tay is 100% obsessed with four wheelers. We went to the Carter's cabin yesterday and this is where Tay was the ENTIRE time. We would all be eating or sitting by the fire and look around and little Tay would never be there, but we knew right where to find him. He would get off the four wheeler to come grab a snack then get right back on and hang out until someone was kind enough to take him for a ride. It was pretty cute.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352534962250951138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SkgGMHDTqeI/AAAAAAAABKs/YRLupgYKP5M/s400/IMG_4657.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352534965303924098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SkgGMSbMVYI/AAAAAAAABK0/bQVXW-ebEB8/s400/IMG_4676.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-7470786809582414163?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/7470786809582414163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=7470786809582414163' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/7470786809582414163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/7470786809582414163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/06/obsessed.html' title='Obsessed'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SkgGMHDTqeI/AAAAAAAABKs/YRLupgYKP5M/s72-c/IMG_4657.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-4098452026740978564</id><published>2009-06-25T10:31:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:01:23.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>California</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Last weekend we went to California to visit Micah's sister Kaily and Robbie. We had some much needed dental work to get done and Robbie was nice enough to work on us. I really really HATE the dentist, I think I would rather have a baby, but Rob was awesome. He did such a good job and we are so lucky to have an amazing dentist in the family. Thanks so much Rob!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When we got there we loaded up the kids to go to the water park but when we arrived it was closed because of some Huck Fin festival, no big deal, so we drive over to a different pool, pull up and that one has a sign that says, closed due to electric shock warning. So, we tell the kids we will just go to the park instead and play and not to worry because we are going to the beach tomorrow. Tomorrow comes, it is a beautiful sunny day, the forecast for Newport beach is suppose to be sunny, the kids get their shovels and swimsuits on and we head for the beach. We get there and it is all grey and raining. No beach. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't know why, but for some reason we were not suppose to get in the water on this trip. This drinking fountain was the only water they got to play in. They just splashed each other with it and had a grand ol' time, they didn't care. Kids are so good to just go with whatever. It was pretty funny.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351333438480091730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SkPBaONGilI/AAAAAAAABKA/bxm22UAJVr0/s400/IMG_4204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351333433919984082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SkPBZ9N40dI/AAAAAAAABJ4/qOeN7om82Mc/s400/IMG_4207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351333428482091362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SkPBZo9ZKWI/AAAAAAAABJw/-Fbk0jAgRck/s400/IMG_4213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351333440340728738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SkPBaVItm6I/AAAAAAAABKI/nIWMEq782HA/s400/IMG_4202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We did go to the Crab Cooker while we were in Newport, it is one of their favorite restaurants. I have to say I was very proud of myself, I 100% hate seafood mostly because of the taste but I also hate how it looks, I am very afraid of creepy crawlers and all of that shrimp and crab and lobster just looks like GIANT bugs to me! It really freaks me out. Anyway, we had crab and I ate some, yay. I couldn't shell it or touch the disgusting claws or even look at them, but I did eat more than I thought I would. Thanks for a fun time guys and letting us stay with you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351333446765348914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SkPBatEdiDI/AAAAAAAABKQ/j9-_LG88TaI/s400/IMG_4224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351335385351636450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SkPDLi3cxeI/AAAAAAAABKY/Cm-689E6EfY/s400/IMG_4225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351335392848953042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SkPDL-y8vtI/AAAAAAAABKg/IXQMcmzlDT4/s400/IMG_4220.JPG" border="0" /&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/5243090701060292654-4098452026740978564?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/4098452026740978564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=4098452026740978564' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/4098452026740978564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/4098452026740978564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/06/california.html' title='California'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SkPBaONGilI/AAAAAAAABKA/bxm22UAJVr0/s72-c/IMG_4204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-6372256581077109119</id><published>2009-06-11T21:07:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T21:27:41.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saving money</title><content type='html'>I had to post an update about the whole coupon thing. I thought that at first it would be a pain to use coupons but it really isn't bad and doesn't take that much time. After you check out you just hand them a big stack and they scan them all through. It's pretty fast. &lt;div&gt;I am pretty excited about my savings. All of this food originally cost $34.00 but after it being on sale and me having a coupon on top of that I got it all for &lt;strong&gt;$9.60! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346291274099774722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SjHXloJ81QI/AAAAAAAABIk/31tAgP8GgbQ/s400/IMG_3811.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got six boxes of cereal for $3.20!, the salad dressing was only 15 cents a bottle, each chex mix was 40 cents... anyway, I was happy to see it really is worth it. Waahh Whoooo! I actually get kind of excited to go grocery shopping for the first time ever.&lt;/div&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/5243090701060292654-6372256581077109119?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/6372256581077109119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=6372256581077109119' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/6372256581077109119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/6372256581077109119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/06/saving-money.html' title='Saving money'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SjHXloJ81QI/AAAAAAAABIk/31tAgP8GgbQ/s72-c/IMG_3811.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-8907890942151831986</id><published>2009-05-27T05:38:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T06:45:17.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A year ago today</title><content type='html'>A year ago today at this time I was getting Mya and Tay ready to go up to Salt Lake to meet Micah off the plane from Iraq. I cannot believe that a year has already gone by, when the year he was gone took SOO long to pass.&lt;br /&gt;I am so proud of Micah. Even though it was really hard, it taught me a lot. I remember when he first found out he had to go, he was up north at drill and I cried and cried for the whole weekend he was gone and really didn't know how I would do it. Tay was only six weeks old and Mya was so hard to handle. I was bitter at first but decided that he was going whether I had a good or bad attitude, so I toughened up and tried to do the best I could. I have grown so much through this experience, and have learned that we are all a lot stronger than we think we are.&lt;br /&gt;I am also very relieved to say he is out of the Army now. I was worried when he first got home that it would be hard to get back into the groove of things and also worried how it would affect Micah but I am glad to say unlike a lot of families who are torn apart and never the same after going to war, we are so fortunate to be doing well.&lt;br /&gt;Here are just a few things I am glad to not have to do anymore by myself&lt;br /&gt;Going to church by myself&lt;br /&gt;Not having the priesthood in our home&lt;br /&gt;Eating dinner without him and no grownup conversation&lt;br /&gt;After putting the kids to bed just sitting alone for the couple of hours until I go to bed not having anyone to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;Worrying how I would react if someone were to break in and Micah wasn't there to protect us&lt;br /&gt;Not getting to go out to dinner of a movie with him&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out with friends and trying not to feel like the third wheel.&lt;br /&gt;Not being able to hand the Tay off when he was a baby and had bad nights. I remember being so tired and crying right along with him because I just needed a break.&lt;br /&gt;Mowing the lawn and taking care of the yard&lt;br /&gt;killing bugs&lt;br /&gt;Not being able to open jars or fix certain things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first year of being a normal family again has been great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a link to the video of him coming home.&lt;br /&gt;Mya was so excited! You can here her squeal in the first video and in the second, she couldn't wait for him to get to her. There was caution tape keeping the crowd back and she ran right under it to see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/05/video-of-micahs-homecoming.html"&gt;http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/05/video-of-micahs-homecoming.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-8907890942151831986?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/8907890942151831986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=8907890942151831986' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/8907890942151831986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/8907890942151831986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/05/year-ago-today.html' title='A year ago today'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-459154038068237542</id><published>2009-05-22T06:56:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T07:09:22.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer fun</title><content type='html'>Here are just a few pictures of the kids enjoying the warm weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/ShaxpdOTjeI/AAAAAAAABIc/dx6Efui-l08/s1600-h/IMG_3221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/ShaxpdOTjeI/AAAAAAAABIc/dx6Efui-l08/s400/IMG_3221.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338649734071684578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/ShaxpfBVUYI/AAAAAAAABIU/QN9Lls1Ovz8/s1600-h/IMG_3391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/ShaxpfBVUYI/AAAAAAAABIU/QN9Lls1Ovz8/s400/IMG_3391.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338649734554145154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/ShaxpDHmuFI/AAAAAAAABIM/FPG08KVcqZ0/s1600-h/IMG_3398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/ShaxpDHmuFI/AAAAAAAABIM/FPG08KVcqZ0/s400/IMG_3398.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338649727064258642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/Shawop_4n7I/AAAAAAAABIE/7A8djOwPd8A/s1600-h/IMG_3381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/Shawop_4n7I/AAAAAAAABIE/7A8djOwPd8A/s400/IMG_3381.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338648620809363378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/ShawobhIFwI/AAAAAAAABH8/0Vv1oG6Y3kM/s1600-h/IMG_3326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/ShawobhIFwI/AAAAAAAABH8/0Vv1oG6Y3kM/s400/IMG_3326.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338648616922257154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/ShawoCwmIGI/AAAAAAAABH0/r9lk8bDMx5Y/s1600-h/IMG_3314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/ShawoCwmIGI/AAAAAAAABH0/r9lk8bDMx5Y/s400/IMG_3314.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338648610276253794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-459154038068237542?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/459154038068237542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=459154038068237542' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/459154038068237542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/459154038068237542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer-fun.html' title='Summer fun'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/ShaxpdOTjeI/AAAAAAAABIc/dx6Efui-l08/s72-c/IMG_3221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-7346385009284230954</id><published>2009-05-22T06:25:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T07:11:09.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A Miracle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/ShasqVGy35I/AAAAAAAABHs/XlLzphjOcjM/s1600-h/IMG_3372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/ShasqVGy35I/AAAAAAAABHs/XlLzphjOcjM/s400/IMG_3372.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338644251514429330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SharOa6cOZI/AAAAAAAABHc/vC4NvDAmYwE/s1600-h/IMG_3416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SharOa6cOZI/AAAAAAAABHc/vC4NvDAmYwE/s400/IMG_3416.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338642672525261202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SharOKf1WSI/AAAAAAAABHU/yVL1GWZ1obQ/s1600-h/IMG_3412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 351px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SharOKf1WSI/AAAAAAAABHU/yVL1GWZ1obQ/s400/IMG_3412.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338642668118694178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mya has finally decided she wanted to learn how to ride her bike! We got it for her for Christmas and we would ask her all the time to try and ride it and every time she got on she would cry and scream bloody murder the whole time until one day she wouldn't even look at her bike anymore. She wanted nothing to do with it, until we went to my mom's. I wrote out a check without anyones name  on it and stuck it on the fridge and whoever could get her to ride a bike got the check. Ted and Pam got her to ride TJ's by putting balloons on the handle bars, letting her wear elbow and knee pads, a helmet and gloves. They got her to actually get on without screaming the whole time. (looks like you get to cash the check Ted, because you guys got her to do it!) Then the other day at home she decided she wanted to try again and has become a pro. &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday she rode to her friends house and it was so cute. She is growing so fast!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-7346385009284230954?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/7346385009284230954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=7346385009284230954' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/7346385009284230954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/7346385009284230954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-miracle.html' title='It&apos;s A Miracle'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/ShasqVGy35I/AAAAAAAABHs/XlLzphjOcjM/s72-c/IMG_3372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-3358339752449365856</id><published>2009-05-17T13:24:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T17:43:43.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coupon Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I have always been the type that doesn't take advantage of all of the free coupons and deals when grocery shopping and always think it is a pain to try and get good deals,but yesterday I decided to just see what it was all about and if you really could save. &lt;br /&gt;I went to Albertsons and only bought food that was on sale that week. They had meat buy one get one free and a lot of items 10 for $10. I didn't even use any coupons that you have to cut out and take with you, and when I was done checking out, I was so excited because I got $260 worth of groceries for $150. My total savings was $110! I know if I would have taken coupons on top of the already discounted store prices I could have saved more. My neighbor Heather went the other day and saved way more than she spent. She got $100 worth of groceries for $25.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am going to have a coupon class to learn how to save as much as possible, taught by Heather Petersen and Mandy El Halta, so if any of you Cedar Citians want to come I am thinking probably next Wed. the 27th so just leave your email and I will let you know the exact date and time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-3358339752449365856?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/3358339752449365856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=3358339752449365856' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/3358339752449365856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/3358339752449365856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/05/coupon-class.html' title='Coupon Class'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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-5243090701060292654.post-2383235083275976517</id><published>2009-05-16T21:33:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T21:55:54.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooray for warm weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I am so excited that it is warm! Today we went out to three peaks with friends to rappell, catch lizards, ride rhinos, and have a bbq. The kids had so much fun, That is one time when we never hear any whining or fighting. 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Even though I didn't compete, I sure feel like I did. In fact, I think I would be less tired if I did race. That way I wouldn't have had to haul the kids and all our junk around all day. I am exhausted. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe one of these days I will get into racing, but then again maybe not. I'm not the most athletically talented person. For some odd reason not that I blame my mother for inheriting her athletic genes that she doesn't have or anything, me and athletic equipment don't mesh. &lt;br /&gt;Lets take a little trip down memory lane shall we. &lt;br /&gt;1- Middle school, tried to catch a softball and instead of the ball going into the mitt next thing I know I am crinkled in a little ball on the field with blood spewing out of my nose and a girl in my class saying "EEWWW, I'm going to throw up." I remember it quite vividly. I looked real cute with a broken nose and two big black eyes let me tell you &lt;br /&gt;2- Middle school as well, one of the many dreaded school ski trips, all of my friends are going over a microscopic pile of snow and I try to go over it and of course somehow I manage to eat it and give myself a bloody lip not to mention I never ever made it down the bunny hills...yes I said bunny hills without my skis getting tangled me flying face first into the snow, and my goggles and hat flying off or not being able to ski straight and going off course running into a tree. Yep that's me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I got cut from the volleyball team in high school too But don't feel too bad for me, I didn't really care about that one.&lt;br /&gt;Soo, I just know that if I were to get on a bike going 25 mph I am most certain that it would end in tragedy, enough said.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Micah, his brother Kody and Kody's wife Nicole all signed up for the St. George Triathlon relay. Kody was going to swim, Micah bike and Nikki run, but when they got down there this morning it was too windy for the swim so they canceled the swim portion and made the swimmer run at the last minute. I felt bad for all of the athletes who had trained and then were told they had to run then bike then run again. Anyway, Kody did a good job running at the last minute. Their team took 2nd place! My friend Rachel also did her first sprint triathlon and finished 3rd in her age group. Way to go guys&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-0e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=1080863910590946318&amp;amp;site=widget-0e.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1080863910590946318&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-0e.slide.com/p1/1080863910590946318/bb_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1080863910590946318&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-0e.slide.com/p2/1080863910590946318/bb_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=1080863910590946318&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-0e.slide.com/p4/1080863910590946318/bb_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-5699530461236675591?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/5699530461236675591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=5699530461236675591' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/5699530461236675591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/5699530461236675591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/05/st-george-triathlon.html' title='St. George Triathlon'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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-5243090701060292654.post-1792045413966638323</id><published>2009-05-07T12:49:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T13:49:35.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lexie's blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-95.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-95.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=1080863910590924181&amp;site=widget-95.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p style="white-space:nowrap"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=1080863910590924181&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-95.slide.com/p1/1080863910590924181/ms_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=1080863910590924181&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-95.slide.com/p2/1080863910590924181/ms_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=1080863910590924181&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-95.slide.com/p4/1080863910590924181/ms_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We blessed Lexie last Sunday, Micah did such a good job. I'm so lucky to have such a wonderful husband. We had fun with all the family and had a lunch at the park. Sweet little Lexie just slept all through her blessing and then again during the celebration after. She has been the easiest of my babies so far and we are so lucky to have such a sweet little girl (that better not turn out like Mya) j/k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pics of her blessing day. My mom made her blessing dress. It is beautiful. I am so lucky to have such a talented mom! She made Mya's and I told her I could just use the same one but she made Lexie one too. Thanks mom!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333182718064078322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SgNFbPh2LfI/AAAAAAAABHM/yZL6-fLLDX8/s400/IMG_2096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333180478282932866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SgNDY3saIoI/AAAAAAAABHE/AlOAKvLg4GE/s400/IMG_2095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333180461829803410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SgNDX6ZrTZI/AAAAAAAABGs/m7-LAj0BtAo/s400/IMG_2057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333180456454030258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 342px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SgNDXmX_g7I/AAAAAAAABGk/7KEXvkp1Wbs/s400/IMG_2035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333180465225645778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SgNDYHDTvtI/AAAAAAAABG0/gu9-FXGA7M8/s400/IMG_2061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333180471930030098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 325px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SgNDYgBwiBI/AAAAAAAABG8/PU6PHSiHlu0/s400/IMG_2075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-1792045413966638323?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/1792045413966638323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=1792045413966638323' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/1792045413966638323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/1792045413966638323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/05/lexies-blessing.html' title='Lexie&apos;s blessing'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SgNFbPh2LfI/AAAAAAAABHM/yZL6-fLLDX8/s72-c/IMG_2096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-906484446120283463</id><published>2009-04-20T20:34:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:04:06.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It finally happened</title><content type='html'>I have been waiting for this day to come for quite some time. I pretty much knew that one day Mya would cut her own hair because it seems like every kid does it. I know I did. I remember it like it was yesterday. Anyway, today was the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mya was cutting paper like she always does and I went in to get Tay from his nap and the next thing I knew, she came running in in the room and her hair was cut! I was so sad :( She started crying when she saw my reaction and then came up with a brilliant idea. Her eyes lit up and she said "Mom, we can just tape it back on!" I wish it were that simple. I am going to have a fun time combing her hair and trying to make it look halfway decent. I wish hair grew back faster than it does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326989567258469602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/Se1Eya6nJOI/AAAAAAAABCY/sKw19nAEOzE/s400/IMG_1910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326989569986203522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/Se1EylE9D4I/AAAAAAAABCg/HxJjDISFHBI/s400/IMG_1931.JPG" border="0" /&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/5243090701060292654-906484446120283463?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/906484446120283463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=906484446120283463' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/906484446120283463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/906484446120283463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-finally-happened.html' title='It finally happened'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/Se1Eya6nJOI/AAAAAAAABCY/sKw19nAEOzE/s72-c/IMG_1910.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-9097074443439950664</id><published>2009-04-17T21:39:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T20:14:04.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Tay</title><content type='html'>I can't believe our little guy is already two! We had a great day celebrating Tay's birthday with friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326230296545271314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SeqSPDGBHhI/AAAAAAAABCQ/zOPc_cV_-yw/s400/IMG_1723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here is his cake, It wasn't hard for me do decide what to make seeing as he is pretty obsessed with dinosaurs and his favorite movie is Jurassic Park. He loved it!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326228335708867090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SeqQc6aMChI/AAAAAAAABBw/vLt1mjh7pzk/s400/IMG_1867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Singing Happy Birthday and blowing out candles&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326225124746785266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 346px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SeqNiApK8fI/AAAAAAAABBI/jhateRYa-ng/s400/IMG_1871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;He started out eating his cake with a fork but then decided he could get more with his hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326225132738317554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SeqNieagDPI/AAAAAAAABBQ/26NozuxE1Tg/s400/IMG_1874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326228324584720626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SeqQcQ9_CPI/AAAAAAAABBo/EsZrc7VAXUU/s400/IMG_1856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Opening presents, he didn't get much of a chance to open them, Mya did that for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326225941630907250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SeqORjxhc3I/AAAAAAAABBY/z7afLZ0EPOk/s400/IMG_1879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Harper, Taya, and Mya having some fun on the trampoline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326228343527712498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SeqQdXiWJvI/AAAAAAAABCA/Pv8r57_ZMME/s400/IMG_1889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Me and little Lexie, she is getting so big and starting to smile, it is so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326228339528946818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SeqQdIo91II/AAAAAAAABB4/o2NanDUa_T0/s400/IMG_1887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We tried to get a family picture but as you can see, it didn't turn out too great. How hard is it to get kids to hold still and smile for one second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/5243090701060292654-9097074443439950664?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/9097074443439950664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=9097074443439950664' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/9097074443439950664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/9097074443439950664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-tay.html' title='Happy Birthday Tay'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SeqSPDGBHhI/AAAAAAAABCQ/zOPc_cV_-yw/s72-c/IMG_1723.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-5840726568346354420</id><published>2009-04-14T07:43:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T08:59:06.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter fun</title><content type='html'>For Easter this year we decided to take a trip to Lyman, I haven't been home for a long time so it was really fun to be there and see everyone.  We had so much fun coloring eggs, riding rhinos, rolling eggs and just hanging out with the fam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SeSpH2JBw1I/AAAAAAAAA_0/m4ZLYXK23Ew/s1600-h/IMG_1551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324566611716326226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SeSpH2JBw1I/AAAAAAAAA_0/m4ZLYXK23Ew/s400/IMG_1551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ted and Tay coloring eggs. Tay was so funny, I think he colored about a dozen eggs.  He did not want to wait for them to get done, he just kept putting eggs in, one after the next and sometimes he would try and put three in at one time. Ted was pretty patient with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324560561708051474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SeSjnsGprBI/AAAAAAAAA-8/ekn-OPG1Z34/s400/IMG_1628.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Looking for eggs. I thought Mya would just fend for herself, but she was really cute and would help Tay find eggs too. When she would find one she would pick it up and try and give it to Tay. I finally had to tell her thanks for helping Tay but she could find eggs for herself too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324560542224017586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 346px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SeSjmjhS6LI/AAAAAAAAA-0/budJBpKPL_0/s400/IMG_1624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324568882975488994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SeSrMDPaO-I/AAAAAAAAA_8/sCjR8b596xQ/s400/IMG_1583.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Tay and Ted rolling Tay's eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324569413577605314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SeSrq740AMI/AAAAAAAABAM/K5Lq2bE6dyI/s400/IMG_1606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The kids had a fun time with this sled. They would get on it at the top of the hill and slide to the bottom. Tay had a fun time but liked going with Vince better than with Micah. Micah would get going too fast and Tay would get a face full of dirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SeShwmn5IeI/AAAAAAAAA-k/lR3fs_4w_YI/s1600-h/IMG_1569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324558515832431074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 377px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SeShwmn5IeI/AAAAAAAAA-k/lR3fs_4w_YI/s400/IMG_1569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324561848575920514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 328px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SeSkymD3CYI/AAAAAAAAA_E/zhRJLNwdfgg/s400/IMG_1610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;When it was Mya's turn to go they got going to fast and ate it. It was pretty funny. When she got up she was pretty mad and said she wasn't going to go with dad anymore because he was too fat and tipped them over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324568905195562770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SeSrNWBFpxI/AAAAAAAABAE/MJjk8DTxXgg/s400/IMG_1714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a lot of fun with the rhino, it was so nice to have my mom watch Lexie so that I could go on some rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324565005740629458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SeSnqXalXdI/AAAAAAAAA_k/G5vYjhoEpks/s400/IMG_1682.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Before we left, my dad took the kids to ride a horse and feed a calf. I love that my kids get to have so much fun and do so many different things when they go to grandma and grandpa's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324563343930079986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SeSmJosEuvI/AAAAAAAAA_c/JQEFoedk0n0/s400/IMG_1674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324563332954395330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SeSmI_zREsI/AAAAAAAAA_U/Vmo-3zmXgrk/s400/IMG_1646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324561853269597618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 366px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SeSky3i63bI/AAAAAAAAA_M/5_-9jiTZH3U/s400/IMG_1641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tay feeding the horse&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324565009243749666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SeSnqkdyvSI/AAAAAAAAA_s/MZh4g9hnw_o/s400/IMG_1709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324572447142430082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SeSubgzBxYI/AAAAAAAABAc/RW0Y55SDWbM/s400/IMG_1696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;On the way back from riding the horse they stopped and let the kids sit on the dinosaur that is at the gas station. Tay thought it was pretty cool. He is obsessed with dinosaurs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-5840726568346354420?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/5840726568346354420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=5840726568346354420' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/5840726568346354420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/5840726568346354420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-fun.html' title='Easter fun'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SeSpH2JBw1I/AAAAAAAAA_0/m4ZLYXK23Ew/s72-c/IMG_1551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-8179834849436825044</id><published>2009-04-07T08:56:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T09:09:50.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"It's Obama"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This morning when we got up, Mya turned on the tv and the news was on. I was in the kitchen getting breakfast ready when she said&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Look mom, It's Obama"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It wasn't Obama though, it was Chris Brown. I asked her who Obama was and she said "Our president".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't know how her little brain remembers everything it does because the only time Obama has come up was during the election and since then we haven't said anything about him. It might not have been him but I was still impressed that she knew who Obama was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/Sdt6X4zVqyI/AAAAAAAAA9c/AaLQd6lEcvA/s1600-h/chrisbrown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321981935471668002" style="WIDTH: 95px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/Sdt6X4zVqyI/AAAAAAAAA9c/AaLQd6lEcvA/s400/chrisbrown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/Sdt6YJ835PI/AAAAAAAAA9k/ziJewMRG3A4/s1600-h/obama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321981940075062514" style="WIDTH: 103px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/Sdt6YJ835PI/AAAAAAAAA9k/ziJewMRG3A4/s400/obama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-8179834849436825044?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/8179834849436825044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=8179834849436825044' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/8179834849436825044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/8179834849436825044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-obama.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s Obama&quot;'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/Sdt6X4zVqyI/AAAAAAAAA9c/AaLQd6lEcvA/s72-c/chrisbrown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-1282659361690707123</id><published>2009-04-03T10:19:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T11:09:44.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My three little ones</title><content type='html'>I&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; can't believe I have THREE KIDS! I ventured out the other day with all three of them and am glad to report it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. We went to WalMart and to make things easy on myself I parked by the shopping cart return thing and loaded them into the cart right from the car which made it easy to get into the store. shopping with three kids in the cart doesn't allow you to buy very much. A few gallons of milk and a couple other things and my cart was full. They were all really good for me though so that was a plus. It is funny how as new moms we are nervous to "go out" for the first time with our new little ones, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;here are a few recent pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320542590786368626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 396px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SdZdTAAodHI/AAAAAAAAA9E/1WeMtVgtHSE/s400/lexie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320539645982529602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 386px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SdZanlwr2EI/AAAAAAAAA88/NlR4o4QTs4k/s400/IMG_1360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One of the few times she is not screaming her head off while having a bath. She is not a big fan of bath time yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320539640466085986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SdZanRNdmGI/AAAAAAAAA80/Q8DYZgU-IOs/s400/IMG_1390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tay went in while Micah was putting Mya to bed and climbed in with her so I decided to lay Lexie down too and get a quick picture of my little rugrats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-1282659361690707123?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/1282659361690707123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=1282659361690707123' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/1282659361690707123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/1282659361690707123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-three-little-ones.html' title='My three little ones'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SdZdTAAodHI/AAAAAAAAA9E/1WeMtVgtHSE/s72-c/lexie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-1367831143718286017</id><published>2009-03-28T19:00:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T19:12:08.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with Ellie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mya is getting to the point now where she gets really really bored during the day. I can't wait for preschool to start! She is always wanting friends to come over it is so fun to have Ellie our neighbor be the same age as Mya. When they play, they start out and one house and play for a little while until they get bored, then they they run over to the other house and go back and forth all day. The other day they were playing and I just thought they were so cute sitting there playing the Wii so I took some pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318440349496230418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/Sc7lUc7TwhI/AAAAAAAAA8s/u79o-zEoU9Q/s400/wii2.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318440335946717906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/Sc7lTqc2mtI/AAAAAAAAA8k/9ErntrKOiZ4/s400/wii1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-1367831143718286017?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/1367831143718286017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=1367831143718286017' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/1367831143718286017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/1367831143718286017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/03/fun-with-ellie.html' title='Fun with Ellie'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/Sc7lUc7TwhI/AAAAAAAAA8s/u79o-zEoU9Q/s72-c/wii2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-6548374416322507774</id><published>2009-03-26T13:22:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T13:56:02.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The story behind the stache</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So a few people have asked if Micah is growing a mustache thanks to my post about him and the dog, and thank goodness not anymore. About three weeks before I was due with Lexie Micah randomly decided he was not going to shave his mustache until I had the baby (don't ask me why, I told him everyday how hideously unattractive I thought it was but he kept it anyway) Well, all the guys at UPS decided they were going to grow one as well, At UPS the only facial hair you're allowed to have is a mustache, so they all had this ugly facial hair that all the wives hated.  Anyway, I am glad to say he shaved it the day I had the little one. Soo for all of you women out there, there are not many men who can pull of a stache so if your husband says he is going to grow one, I guarantee they will probably look hideously unattractive. (no offense to anyone who has one already, I'm sure it looks good or you wouldn't have it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317613409070383650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/Scv1OLx-giI/AAAAAAAAA8c/jSXLWXOo1KA/s400/stash.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This picture is of all the guys Micah works with. You can't see their mustaches very well in the picture, but they decided they needed to go out to dinner and celebrate their staches.&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/5243090701060292654-6548374416322507774?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/6548374416322507774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=6548374416322507774' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/6548374416322507774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/6548374416322507774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/03/story-behind-stache.html' title='The story behind the stache'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/Scv1OLx-giI/AAAAAAAAA8c/jSXLWXOo1KA/s72-c/stash.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-2985904232171537228</id><published>2009-03-22T18:52:00.006-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T20:16:03.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A sweet moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On Sundays we usually go visit family and friends but today we decided to stay home and had a fun day with the kids. They wanted some popcorn and I was in the kitchen and looked over to see them sitting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of the window watching the snow come down. It was one of those rare moments when they were being so sweet, not running around like crazy or whining or fighting over something. It was pretty cute.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316221636616735474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SccDaXXJSvI/AAAAAAAAA8U/4Zveo-HgbeA/s400/IMG_1311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316221629889834178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SccDZ-TU7MI/AAAAAAAAA8M/ZPr3524DeSM/s400/IMG_1300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-2985904232171537228?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/2985904232171537228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=2985904232171537228' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/2985904232171537228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/2985904232171537228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/03/sweet-moment.html' title='A sweet moment'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SccDaXXJSvI/AAAAAAAAA8U/4Zveo-HgbeA/s72-c/IMG_1311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-5206134071461390945</id><published>2009-03-13T12:48:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T13:22:56.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My sweet husband</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had to post this for Micah to say sorry and thank you because he is so sweet and gave Tank away for me. I tried to handle having a dog in my house but I just couldn't do it. I told Micah if Tank could live outside we could keep him but Micah felt bad for him having to live outside so we decided to give him away. Micah loved Tank and has wanted a dog forever but our house is just not big enough for us and a dog and a new baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks Micah for understanding and giving Tank away even though it was really hard for you to do!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312781242313106082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 358px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SbrKZD1uYqI/AAAAAAAAA7c/SyylciOJK4o/s400/IMG_1082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-5206134071461390945?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/5206134071461390945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=5206134071461390945' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/5206134071461390945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/5206134071461390945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-sweet-husband.html' title='My sweet husband'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SbrKZD1uYqI/AAAAAAAAA7c/SyylciOJK4o/s72-c/IMG_1082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-1667637037179485496</id><published>2009-03-13T12:22:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T12:48:25.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lexie update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our little Lexie has been the best baby so far, (knock on wood). She has only been waking up once a night settling down at 9:00 or 10:00 at night and sleeping until 3:00 waking up for a little snack and then goes right back to sleep until 8:00 or 9:00. Too bad my other two wake up at seven every morning. She only cries when she has a burp and other than that she seems like she is going to be a sweet little thing. (fingers crossed). I keep waiting for her to not be so easy but it hasn't happened yet. Mya and Tay have been so sweet to her, Mya really is a big help, running around getting me diapers and wipes or giving her her binkie when she cries (I love that she takes a binkie, it is a lifesaver) it is fun to see her be a little mother to her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are a few pics that my mom had on her camera from the hospital.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312773753394749730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SbrDlJcc4SI/AAAAAAAAA7U/Tdikm5sBMVU/s400/dadlexie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312773746196568002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SbrDkuoRV8I/AAAAAAAAA7M/fX2c2S7H8eI/s400/taylexie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312773743864664722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 382px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SbrDkl8TUpI/AAAAAAAAA7E/F9b9HfHn-LQ/s400/myalexiemom.jpg" border="0" /&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/5243090701060292654-1667637037179485496?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/1667637037179485496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=1667637037179485496' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/1667637037179485496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/1667637037179485496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/03/lexie-update.html' title='Lexie update'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SbrDlJcc4SI/AAAAAAAAA7U/Tdikm5sBMVU/s72-c/dadlexie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-6400393611006549924</id><published>2009-03-08T13:35:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T13:51:47.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Quiet....For a moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Things have been really quiet around our house this weekend. My amazing mom took Mya and Tay on Thursday. I was running on empty and in desperate need of some major rest.  It has been soo nice/weird.  It is so nice just being able to get up in the morning and only have to clean the house once and it stays clean ALL DAY! It is amazing! No little fingerprints, cracker crumbs, toys everywhere, Mya's little treasures strung throughout the house, and only having to get me and little Lexie ready for the day is a breeze, but man it is boring around here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am soo glad my mom is sweet enough to take my two crazy kids so I could recuperated but I am missing them. They come back tomorrow and I can't wait to see them. Even though it is nice to be able to sleep when the baby sleeps and not have to clean a bazillion times a day it is too quiet around here. Micah and I don't know what to do with ourselves today. We are pretty bored without the little munchkins running around. I can't wait to see them tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks mom for taking the kids. It was just what I needed to get some rest and recover from having little Lexie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-6400393611006549924?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/6400393611006549924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=6400393611006549924' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/6400393611006549924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/6400393611006549924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/03/crazy-quietfor-moment.html' title='Crazy Quiet....For a moment'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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-5243090701060292654.post-3492000494313754900</id><published>2009-03-03T20:41:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T21:16:33.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our little Lexie</title><content type='html'>I finally got around to taking a few pictures of our sweet little one. She didn't cooperate very well but here are a few that turned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309195957867724530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/Sa4NmCelPvI/AAAAAAAAA6s/qXHZhtLURok/s400/lexie8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309195970533054882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/Sa4NmxqO2aI/AAAAAAAAA68/6PHmRk1ioIs/s400/lexie7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309195964885344562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 371px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/Sa4NmcntoTI/AAAAAAAAA60/Q4ax1j7Xfj8/s400/lexie6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309194683200656962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/Sa4Mb1-RVkI/AAAAAAAAA6k/Y_X2aPreB-k/s400/lexie4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/Sa4Mbra8PCI/AAAAAAAAA6c/edY9QhVaq6s/s1600-h/lexie5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309194680368118818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/Sa4Mbra8PCI/AAAAAAAAA6c/edY9QhVaq6s/s400/lexie5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309194088337242082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/Sa4L5N7x9-I/AAAAAAAAA6U/72FMQjFbLes/s400/lexie3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309194080759167090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 369px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/Sa4L4xtBuHI/AAAAAAAAA6M/i8HpdXgIoMI/s400/lexie1.JPG" border="0" /&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/5243090701060292654-3492000494313754900?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/3492000494313754900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=3492000494313754900' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/3492000494313754900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/3492000494313754900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/03/our-little-lexie.html' title='Our little Lexie'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/Sa4NmCelPvI/AAAAAAAAA6s/qXHZhtLURok/s72-c/lexie8.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-9040594047982220898</id><published>2009-02-28T10:13:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T10:21:57.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a GIRL!!</title><content type='html'>We had our baby on Friday! We even have a name for her which I was worried about because we didn't have any names picked out when we got to the hospital. We decided on Lexie Ann Young.&lt;br /&gt;She is our biggest weighing 7 lbs. 10 oz. and is 20 inches long.&lt;br /&gt; I am so excited to have another little girl in the family.&lt;br /&gt;I started having contractions Thursday night and got to the hospital around 10:00 PM and the little one arrived Friday morning at 2:23 AM. The delivery went well and I am so glad Micah is such a great support. I wanted to cave a few times and get an epidural, but he kept on telling me I could do it so I went all natural and I am glad I did now that it is all said and done.&lt;br /&gt;She has had a little problem breathing but other than that she is doing well.&lt;br /&gt;I will post pictures in a few days when I feel up to taking and uploading them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-9040594047982220898?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/9040594047982220898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=9040594047982220898' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/9040594047982220898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/9040594047982220898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-girl.html' title='It&apos;s a GIRL!!'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-7976594705044518485</id><published>2009-02-24T07:16:00.006-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T13:42:36.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Baby,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am writing you this letter to let you know It really is okay for you to come out now I promise. I just mopped, did laundry and have a stocked fridge but you should know it doesn't last forever, a couple days tops so if you want to come home to a clean house you better come soon. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you are worried to come out because we don't have a name picked out for you there is no need to worry, you will have a name before we leave the hospital, I promise. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know if you know this, but you are growing everyday and every ounce you grow adds soo much more uncomfortableness when you move or kick me in the ribs. Don't get me wrong, I have loved being your oven, but I would also love to be able to put on my shoes again without breaking into a sweat because I can't reach my toes and be able to last more than an hour before feeling like my bladder is going to burst, and not to mention I just don't want to be huge anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you are afraid to come out because of all of the noise, crying and yelling you hear from your brother and sister everyday, don't worry, you will learn to block it out, I have. Oh and I apologize too now for what they just might do to you, like if Mya accidentally drops you or Tay smacks you on the head with a toy truck, or feeds you something you really shouldn't be eating I am so sorry. I will protect you as best as I can.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I promise I will try not to let you cry but you should know now that there may be times when I won't be able to give you my full attention. Like if Mya gets into the fingernail polish or Tay climbs up on the counter, or I really need to take two seconds to use the bathroom you'll just have to learn to be patient.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are really excited to have you be a part of our family so I hope you decide you are ready to join us. Oh and if you want to make it soon that would be very very nice, and I would prefer it to be during the day because it is not fun to go into labor at midnight and have to be awake all night then the next day, It makes one really, really, really tired. If you do decide to come at night that is fine too I guess. Just make it quick because we all can't wait to meet you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love, Mom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;P.S. If you are hanging out in there just to try and teach me a lesson in patience there's no need. Something you will learn is that your older sister is THE ultimate patience tester so there is no need for you to try and compare. You can just be a sweetheart okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-7976594705044518485?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/7976594705044518485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=7976594705044518485' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/7976594705044518485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/7976594705044518485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/02/dear-baby-i-am-writing-you-this-letter.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-8184156899073694286</id><published>2009-02-22T14:22:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T14:36:35.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little trickster</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This baby is driving me crazy! It has been getting my hopes up every day this week only to crush them. Today was especially annoying. For the past couple nights I have been having contractions and they are pretty good ones too. They woke me up at four this morning and I was thinking it would be the big day but of course they stopped. Then in church today I had strong contractions every five to seven minutes all through Sunday school and Young Womens. I really thought I was going into labor until I got home and now they have stopped :(  It must have been sitting on a hard chair for three hours and now that I am home on the soft couch the baby seems to think it no longer wants to come out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am not due until Wednesday so I shouldn't get my hopes up, but it would be a lot easier to be patient if I would stop having hard steady contractions every five minutes for two hours straight  only for them to stop. Little stinker!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-8184156899073694286?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/8184156899073694286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=8184156899073694286' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/8184156899073694286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/8184156899073694286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/02/little-trickster.html' title='A little trickster'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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-5243090701060292654.post-3544758903992141269</id><published>2009-02-19T10:22:00.007-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T10:51:53.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Go to my documents/pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Go to my 6th file folder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Go to my 6th picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. Blog about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Tag 6 people to do the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I finished Angels and Demons (which was really good by the way) and was bored so after seeing Tina's picture post it made me curious to see what picture would come up. I have two though. I wanted to see both mine and Micah's computer so I took the picture from each computer.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304576060990858834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SZ2j0pdmplI/AAAAAAAAA50/NScEcRohTJ8/s400/welcomehome.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This picture is of our little fam and Micah's parents the day we got home from picking up Micah in Salt Lake from Iraq. That was the best day ever!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304578292378801874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 328px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SZ2l2iB8ltI/AAAAAAAAA6E/jp3L7L3Dm00/s400/halloween.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This picture is of Me, my brother Shaun and his wife Len on Halloween two years ago. I was in Wanye County visiting and we all decided to dress up at the last minute for the halloween party that was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I tag Suzanne, Megan, Kari, Hilary, Rachel, and Beth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/5243090701060292654-3544758903992141269?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/3544758903992141269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=3544758903992141269' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/3544758903992141269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/3544758903992141269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/02/picture-tag.html' title='Picture tag'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SZ2j0pdmplI/AAAAAAAAA50/NScEcRohTJ8/s72-c/welcomehome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-1622300685338702759</id><published>2009-02-17T13:49:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T14:00:10.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No time for blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SZsxnjR1yAI/AAAAAAAAA5s/D-ds821ylVE/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303887541713618946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 80px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SZsxnjR1yAI/AAAAAAAAA5s/D-ds821ylVE/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SO I know all of you are just dying to know why I have not been posting lately.....just kidding. Anyway, I have been getting into this book Micah told me I had to read called Angels and Demons, it's by Dan Brown who also wrote DaVinci Code. It is really good and whenever I have free time, I sit down and read. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't consider myself much of a reader but lately after the whole Twilight series, I have gotten into reading again. I don't like to just find a book and start reading though, I like to read something someone has recommended. So, If any of you have any good books you are into or have read that you would suggest, let me know because I am looking for my next book. &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/5243090701060292654-1622300685338702759?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/1622300685338702759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=1622300685338702759' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/1622300685338702759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/1622300685338702759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-time-for-blogging.html' title='No time for blogging'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SZsxnjR1yAI/AAAAAAAAA5s/D-ds821ylVE/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-868314063742932745</id><published>2009-02-02T08:28:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T08:50:17.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I have too??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have been dreading this day for a long time. Today is the day that I have to go through all of my kids clothes that are in storage in order to get them ready for the baby. It would be a lot easier if I knew the gender, but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who knows me knows I am not the most organized person ever, and when it comes time to clean out drawers because the kids have outgrown all of their clothes, I have to admit I just shove them in big garbage bags without any rhyme or reason. Well, that has come back to bite me now. I have about 15 full sacks to go through and wash, and I am not looking forward to it. I did have Micah buy bins so that now I can be a little more organized and it will be easier to grab clothes for the new little one every few months. (That is the one bad thing about babies, they grow like weeds and go through clothes sooo fast) It will be nice not to have to start out buying everything new.&lt;br /&gt;I have also decided I am going to deliver two weeks early, that is why I am getting everything ready now..... HAHA yeah right, I would never get that lucky, but I am keeping a little glimmer of hope that maybe just maybe I will go even a few days early...That would be awesome. For those of you out there who are lucky enough to have your baby even a week early I am very jealous of you and don't think it's fair ;) I am to the point now where every day gets more and more uncomfortable and I still have three weeks. I hope I can make it, well actually I hope Micah can make it. I'm not the most pleasant person to be around these days. Hang in there Micah, almost done. I promise I'll be nicer in a few weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-868314063742932745?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/868314063742932745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=868314063742932745' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/868314063742932745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/868314063742932745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/02/do-i-have-too.html' title='Do I have too??'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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-5243090701060292654.post-1069013736852988425</id><published>2009-01-29T08:01:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T08:33:06.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Your Phobia??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SYHTKXHO77I/AAAAAAAAA5k/p7XYqULZY-I/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296746811720921010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 92px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SYHTKXHO77I/AAAAAAAAA5k/p7XYqULZY-I/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had the worst nightmare the other night (well a nightmare to me, but to some just a dumb dream), that we left our door open and when we woke up in the morning, our house was COVERED in bugs. Everything from spiders, bees, praying mantises, worms, crickets, and any other creep crawler you could think of. It was the worst dream ever! I am soo scared of bugs. Even cute little lady bugs aren't cute at all to me. I woke up screaming which scared Micah to death because he didn't know what I was screaming about. When I told him that in my dream he had a napkin full of bugs and instead of just being nice and throwing them away, he threw them at me...how mean.... he just laughed and went back to sleep. It was awful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Micah always jokes about how I could be so afraid of bugs when I grew up in a small town where I played outside all day and was around them all of the time. And the answer is I don't know, but I would love to conquer my stupid fear because it is REALLY annoying to let something soo small that can't hurt me get the best of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I get all shaky and feel queasy when there is a spider or any type of creepy crawler near me. You know on talk shows where people come and try and face their fears, well I would be an extremely good candidate for one of those shows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When Micah was in Iraq bugs became one of my major stresses in life. We have a huge problem with crickets. They are everywhere in the summer. I seriously can't kill them. If they are big and you can hear a crunch when you smash them, there is no way I can even come close to them. I am so mean that I would make Mya try and kill them for me until I got smart and got an exterminator. Wow how that made my life great! Every morning when I would walk outside and see a dozen dead crickets and spiders that were just waiting for me to open the door so they could come intrude in my house were laying there DEAD, it made my day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Micah thought it was silly so when he got back from Iraq he canceled the bug &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;:( The bug man was my favorite person :( good thing it is winter and there aren't any bugs, but when they start to come out and invade... Micah, you have big shoes to fill mister!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-1069013736852988425?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/1069013736852988425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=1069013736852988425' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/1069013736852988425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/1069013736852988425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/01/whats-your-phobia.html' title='What&apos;s Your Phobia??'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SYHTKXHO77I/AAAAAAAAA5k/p7XYqULZY-I/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-4755004813143032276</id><published>2009-01-19T09:16:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T09:45:16.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Ramblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I first have to say how much I love love love 9:00 church. We got to switch from 1:00 on the new year and it is SOO much better. The kids are better because they aren't ready for naps, you don't have to wait around all day to go to church and when you get home, kids are ready for naps and you still have a lot of your day left. Anyway, it is kind of sad because Mya is growing up. She started going to sunbeams and it is so WEIRD to drop her off and see her sitting in her little chair in her class. She is growing way too fast and it is kind of sad :(&lt;br /&gt;She has said some funny things lately and since I don't keep a journal and if I were to write them down on a piece of paper somewhere I know it would end up getting lost at some point. So, I am going to blog about it so sorry if you don't want to read about my kids, just skip this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day she hit her leg on something and it was really hurting her and I thought her response was cute about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mya: &lt;em&gt;Mom, my leg is soo grouchy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;Why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mya: &lt;em&gt;Because I got a owie and my owie is grouchy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mya wouldn't mind me so I took away her blanket and if you know her and her blanket, that is a big deal! She is attached to that thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;em&gt;Mya, the reason I took your blanket away is because you didn't mind when I said clean up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mya:&lt;em&gt;I just want my blankie back&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;em&gt;Then you have to clean up &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mya (in tears now)&lt;em&gt;:Mom, don't talk to me. &lt;/em&gt;(then she put her hand over her heart)&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;em&gt;What are you doing Mya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mya&lt;em&gt;:&lt;/em&gt;(crying so hard she can barely get any words out) &lt;em&gt;My heart is hurting..When you say those words to me it makes my heart hurt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready for dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;em&gt;Mya, come and eat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mya:&lt;em&gt;I'm not too sure about this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;About what?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mya: &lt;em&gt;My food. I'm nervous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;Why are you nervous?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mya: &lt;em&gt;Because looking at this food I have to eat makes me nervous, I don't think I want to try it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;em&gt;Well, too bad, you have to eat it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mya:&lt;em&gt;Okay, if you say so..here goes nothin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-4755004813143032276?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/4755004813143032276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=4755004813143032276' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/4755004813143032276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/4755004813143032276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/01/random-ramblings.html' title='Random Ramblings'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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-5243090701060292654.post-544102487729085598</id><published>2009-01-15T15:55:00.014-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T07:29:14.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My little nephew Drey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My old camera wasn't working too well so Micah surprised me and got me an amazing new one for Christmas. I am still trying to figure it out, It is awesome! (If anyone has the Canon Rebel xsi let me know so I can take some lessons) Today we took pictures of Micah's little sister Dani's baby Drey. Dani was a trooper during her pregnancy! Little Drey did not want to come out of his mommy's belly. She was over her due date when she delivered him at a healthy 9 lb 9 oz. He was a sweetheart during his little photo shoot today. We felt pretty bad making him "pose" for us so we could get a good shot. Poor little guy was exhausted after we were done with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291697484221522642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SW_i00XaItI/AAAAAAAAA44/38Wvy76GtJo/s400/IMG_0913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291913401852332018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SXCnM4OJh_I/AAAAAAAAA5I/mwaf4WelgnE/s400/IMG_0904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291913392726816914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SXCnMWOdOJI/AAAAAAAAA5A/20apDeVJnN0/s400/IMG_0840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I think this one is sweet of him laying on his Dani's wedding dress but Micah doesn't agree. He doesn't think a boy should be laying on lace.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291697482253694706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SW_i0tCPdvI/AAAAAAAAA4w/oIp-vN_DBpY/s400/IMG_1005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291691601423203586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SW_deZO_fQI/AAAAAAAAA4o/FQmxc80noNw/s400/IMG_0933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291691597963708866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SW_deMWLycI/AAAAAAAAA4g/1zJiHiC1_Os/s400/IMG_0949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291688778309043522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SW_a6EUIBUI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/5WLrd-93Cv4/s400/IMG_0871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291687775897716962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 372px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SW_Z_uCpCOI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/_jgPKQ3zzk0/s400/IMG_0826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291685337130355314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SW_Xxw7MSnI/AAAAAAAAA4A/n9ghivSbIRk/s400/IMG_0818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-544102487729085598?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/544102487729085598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=544102487729085598' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/544102487729085598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/544102487729085598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-little-nephew-drey.html' title='My little nephew Drey'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SW_i00XaItI/AAAAAAAAA44/38Wvy76GtJo/s72-c/IMG_0913.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-6644163904694297797</id><published>2009-01-14T16:04:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T16:13:29.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I though this was funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So the other day Rachel posted about how she thinks she resembles a Giraffe and I told her that everyone has an animal they look like. I think Micah's is either a gorilla or a bulldog but I couldn't figure out what I looked like. I told her to be on the lookout for my animal look-alike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rachel emailed me this today and I thought is was hilarious. I look like this little dog called a Chinese Crested. What animal do all of you resemble?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291305790668843442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SW5-lQLIqbI/AAAAAAAAA34/qtG1MXb6zIM/s400/Julie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-6644163904694297797?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/6644163904694297797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=6644163904694297797' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/6644163904694297797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/6644163904694297797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-though-this-was-funny.html' title='I though this was funny'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SW5-lQLIqbI/AAAAAAAAA34/qtG1MXb6zIM/s72-c/Julie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-3110473354872661470</id><published>2009-01-14T11:15:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T15:37:40.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our nameless child</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The countdown has begun for our new little one to finally be here. I am sooo excited but also very nervous to take on another huge responsibility of another kid. Church with two kids is bad enough, and with three, wow, I can just imagine how much fun that will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One thing that we have struggled with each baby is coming up with a name. We can never agree on any names we like. So far we have come up with a couple boy names that we are both okay with. We both like Carter and Dominic. As far as little girl names go, we definitely have different tastes. I don't like anything. If Micah had his way our little girl would be named Isaiah. We kind of both like Jordan but I still haven't found the name that I love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I really don't like picking names. What does everyone think of the boy names we have picked out? I need some more girl names too. Help! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291297525996044322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SW53EL3lwCI/AAAAAAAAA3w/n6Z0UxoTtsY/s320/IMG_0659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's a prego belly pic just for you Sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-3110473354872661470?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/3110473354872661470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=3110473354872661470' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/3110473354872661470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/3110473354872661470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2009/01/our-nameless-child.html' title='Our nameless child'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SW53EL3lwCI/AAAAAAAAA3w/n6Z0UxoTtsY/s72-c/IMG_0659.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-4396441384117651656</id><published>2008-12-30T13:02:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T13:07:20.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hip Hip Hooray!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay so I recently posted about how my laptop died, well......IT LIVES AGAIN! We decided to take it into Redrock Computers just to see if there was anything they could do and guess what ?? $70 later, I have my computer back. So much for stupid HP and the phone call where they told me my only option was to buy a new FIVE HUNDRED dollar harddrive. Anyway, I was just super happy and had to share my good news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-4396441384117651656?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/4396441384117651656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=4396441384117651656' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/4396441384117651656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/4396441384117651656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/12/hip-hip-hooray.html' title='Hip Hip Hooray!'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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-5243090701060292654.post-98612037147105097</id><published>2008-12-27T19:19:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T21:40:59.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;We had a great Christmas this year. We started out with Micah's family and were so excited to see Tyler and Kari Ann who came from North Carolina. Mya loved seeing her cousins Braden and McKenna. Grandma and Grandpa up came from California. They are the sweetest grandparents ever and spoil the grandkids WAY WAY too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so much fun to see the kids Christmas morning. Tay loved all of his trucks and kept on saying "LOOOOK LOOOOK LOOOOOK at everything in the room that was new and exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are in good old Lyman visiting the other side of the fam. The boys have had a fun time playing basketball and Ice skating. I opted to stay home with Tay. I tend to be quite clumsy and a little uncoordinated well a lot uncoordinated at times and knowing my luck I would have landed kersplat on my big Buddha belly. I did however go clay pigeon shooting. Micah is a pretty good shot, I could use some practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of our Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-9d.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=1080863910588799389&amp;amp;site=widget-9d.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1080863910588799389&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9d.slide.com/p1/1080863910588799389/bb_t001_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1080863910588799389&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9d.slide.com/p2/1080863910588799389/bb_t001_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1080863910588799389&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9d.slide.com/p4/1080863910588799389/bb_t001_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-98612037147105097?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/98612037147105097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=98612037147105097' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/98612037147105097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/98612037147105097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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-5243090701060292654.post-5244573416661161821</id><published>2008-12-16T10:24:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T10:41:08.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>round three</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Yesterday I went for a routine doctor appointment and it turns out I have to have ANOTHER ultrasound. When she measured me I was measuring really small for how far along I am. She didn't seem too concerned and said it could just be that the baby was laying sideways in my stomach but just to be sure the baby is growing on track, I have to have an ultrasound tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't think of it as a big deal, but because we are not finding out what we are having this time it is really a pain having to get so many ultrasounds. It was hard enough the first time not to look, then the second time not to look and now for the THIRD time. They are torturing me.&lt;br /&gt;I am kind of tempted to know just because of the fact that Mya is 100,000,000% sure she is having a baby sister and if it comes out a boy she doesn't want it, she wants him to go to a different family. We have tried explaining to her that we don't know if it is a girl but she is insistent on having a sister because she already has a brother. We could be in for a major breakdown of the Mya Bizya if out pops a little boy!&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, I won't look, I have waited 30 weeks, I can wait 10 more..... Man I have amazing self control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-5244573416661161821?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/5244573416661161821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=5244573416661161821' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/5244573416661161821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/5244573416661161821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/12/round-three.html' title='round three'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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-5243090701060292654.post-2904512036284632637</id><published>2008-12-11T11:19:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:35:58.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A sad day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Last year my wonderful grandparents bought me a laptop with a webcam for my birthday so that when Micah was in Iraq and I was traveling to my moms a lot we would be able to webcam each other. It has been a great computer and I have become quite attached to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;until last night when I went to turn it on and nothing. This morning I called HP and I only had a 1 year warranty and I have had my computer for a year and a half so I am S-O-L. They ran me through  steps only to confirm that my hard drive has crashed and that it would be $570 dollars to get a new one. Uhhh no thanks! I can buy a new one for around that price but it sure won't be anytime soon.  At least Micah still has his laptop so I guess I will be okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;I am really sad about all of the old pictures and some of the cool software I had on my old one but we will hopefully be able to get those off somehow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Goodbye HP Pavilion, Sorry I ran you to the bone and you died on me...I will miss you. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-2904512036284632637?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/2904512036284632637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=2904512036284632637' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/2904512036284632637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/2904512036284632637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/12/sad-day.html' title='A sad day'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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-5243090701060292654.post-5983851111973862963</id><published>2008-12-09T15:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:11:03.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First winter snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/ST765iKwMFI/AAAAAAAAA00/5LVqpcsCwBg/s1600-h/IMG_4060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/ST765iKwMFI/AAAAAAAAA00/5LVqpcsCwBg/s400/IMG_4060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/ST766G2NfRI/AAAAAAAAA08/TgtsRYg9Lqc/s1600-h/IMG_4068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/ST766G2NfRI/AAAAAAAAA08/TgtsRYg9Lqc/s400/IMG_4068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/ST766YLcqRI/AAAAAAAAA1E/ZDloip377BA/s1600-h/IMG_4071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/ST766YLcqRI/AAAAAAAAA1E/ZDloip377BA/s400/IMG_4071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The kids had a great time playing in the snow for the first time this year. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tay&lt;/span&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 368px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/ST2XMStijxI/AAAAAAAAA0M/CpATIIvRBmk/s400/IMG_4057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;On Saturday We took Mya and Tay to see Santa at Lins. Holy kids! The line was so long. We stood there for forty-five minutes, poor Micah with his eye watering and him feeling sick the whole time only for Mya to freak out when we got up to him. I picked her up and tried to sit her on his lap and let out this screaking scream because she was so scared. Little stinker! It would have been that big of a deal if we hadn't just spent an all that time waiting to see him, and of course when we walked out of the store she started crying becasue Santa won't know what to bring her now and she won't get any presents. Tay was scared but at least he sat on his lap long enough to get a picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/5243090701060292654-138810361443665193?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/138810361443665193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=138810361443665193' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/138810361443665193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/138810361443665193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/12/santa.html' title='Santa'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/ST2XMStijxI/AAAAAAAAA0M/CpATIIvRBmk/s72-c/IMG_4057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-2928902743590794745</id><published>2008-12-08T13:22:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:36:51.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Thursday night Micah went in to give Mya a hug and kiss goodnight. She was asleep and rolled over right when Micah leaned down and somehow her finger scratched his eyeball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;He came running out of the room saying honey, honey, come look at my eye! Mya scratched it. He was in a lot of pain but for some reason I got the giggles and could not stop laughing. He would pry his eye open with his fingers and have me look and see if I could tell what had happened but every time I tried to look I would start laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;For some reason the kids always hurt Micah. A while ago Tay smacked him in the nose with a sharp edge of this cake pan splitting his nose open. Once again, I couldn't stop laughing. Anyway, back to the Mya incident, he got mad at me and told me to just go to bed if I wasn't going to stop laughing at him because he was in such pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;He tried to go to bed that night but finally at 2 am he couldn't take it anymore. He had to drive himself to the ER. Turns out Mya had taken a chunk out of his eye. I felt so bad that I had laughed so hard at him. They gave him antibiotics and lortab but it just wasn't helping. He had to go in again on Saturday at 5 in the morning because his eye was swollen shut and was full of gunk. When they looked at it they found out it had flowered open and is now even bigger.  He can't even see out of it, it is just all blurry and he still has to take pain pills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-2928902743590794745?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/2928902743590794745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=2928902743590794745' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/2928902743590794745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/2928902743590794745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/12/thursday-night-micah-went-in-to-give.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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-5243090701060292654.post-596539873011250057</id><published>2008-12-02T07:13:00.012-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T14:51:44.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>California</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Micah and I were suppose to spend Thanksgiving with my family in Lyman this year but at the last minute decided to take one last trip to California before I have the baby and it makes it that much harder to travel. My mom was really sweet to keep Tay for us while we went. We debated taking him but finally decided that he would have much more fun in Wayne County than riding in a car for seven hours then sitting in a stoller all day at Disneyland and getting drug around all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;Mya was an angel all the way there and back. She had so much fun at Grandma and Grandpa Jerry's. Her favorite was their hot tub and feeding the ducks. She and Grandpa fed the ducks about every hour. They must have gained a lot of weight while she was visiting. She thought it was so fun. She didn't want to leave their house. She loved staying with them. Thanks Grandma and Grandpa, We had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;On Thanksgiving day we went to Micah's brother Kody and Nikki's and had dinner with them, Micah's sister Kaily and Robbie, and Nikki's sister and Robert. It was a full house but we had so much fun. The kids were good and Mya had so much fun playing with all of her girl cousins. Finally she got to play house and girl things with some girl cousins. I don't know how Nikki does it all with five little ones but her and Kaily pulled off an amazing dinner. It was delicious! Micah was sad that he had to miss out on my moms homemade rolls but somehow along with all of the other things Nikki had to get done, she made some yummy homemade rolls, Micah's favorite! After dinner we went down to the beach. Mya loved the water even though it was cold. She hada blast. They were so sweet to let us stay at their house even when they already had company staying with them.&lt;br /&gt;On Friday we took Mya and her cousin Alex to Disneyland. I thought Mya would like it better than she did. She was scared of everything! When we went into It's A Small World she got so scared and wanted to get out. Then we went to Alice in Wonderland and she was crying by the end. We decided that all of the rides that were enclosed and dark she didn't like. Of course her favorite color pink was an issue as well. On every ride we had to get "the pink one" somehow we lucked out on all the rides but one. On the second round of the teacups, there wasn't a pink cup and she started crying and throwing a fit. This pink thing has got to stop.&lt;br /&gt;We also went to a Lakers game while we were there. This is Micah's favorite thing to do. Micah's grandpa is so nice to let us use his season tickets! During the game they do fun little things with the crowd and put people on the big screen they have in the middle of the Arena. They do this thing called the kiss cam and whoever the camera lands on they have to kiss. It landed on Micah and I and it was pretty embarrassing to see yourself that big in front of thousands of people but it was fun. Micah loves his Lakers and it is so much fun getting to see all of the rich people and their cars that cost as much as three houses and getting to see the celebrities. This time we saw Howie Mandell, George Loepz and Andy Garcia who plays Terry Benedict on Ocean's 11.&lt;br /&gt;It was such a fun trip. By the end of the week we were soo exhausted from all the fun things we got to do. Thanks everyone for letting us stay with you and making our trip so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from the trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-f1.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=1080863910588540401&amp;amp;site=widget-f1.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1080863910588540401&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-f1.slide.com/p1/1080863910588540401/bb_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1080863910588540401&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-f1.slide.com/p2/1080863910588540401/bb_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1080863910588540401&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-f1.slide.com/p4/1080863910588540401/bb_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-596539873011250057?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/596539873011250057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=596539873011250057' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/596539873011250057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/596539873011250057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/12/micah-and-i-were-suppose-to-spend.html' title='California'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-2000420729112991657</id><published>2008-11-17T12:14:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T14:55:16.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantasy Basketball!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SSHRFghlZbI/AAAAAAAAAzs/rUZpgeDSwTo/s1600-h/IMG_3856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269722931560539570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SSHRFghlZbI/AAAAAAAAAzs/rUZpgeDSwTo/s400/IMG_3856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt; just wanted to show the results after 2 weeks of our family/friends fantasy basketball league. I, Micah Young am the "Proud Pig" currently holding down the first place position. I would like everybody to pay special attention to the team in last place, the"Wowsers". This is Kodys team (my brother). He is a mastermind of most things but when it comes to fantasy basketball his skills are hard to recognize. He is being beat by his father (Sid the Slayer), his grandfather (the old bald man), my wife (The Tank Hater), oh ya and everybody else. Good luck Kody!!!! HaHa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/5243090701060292654-2000420729112991657?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/2000420729112991657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=2000420729112991657' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/2000420729112991657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/2000420729112991657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/11/fantasy-basketball.html' title='Fantasy Basketball!!!!!'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SSHRFghlZbI/AAAAAAAAAzs/rUZpgeDSwTo/s72-c/IMG_3856.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-1073563120533993559</id><published>2008-11-15T19:34:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T14:56:06.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's Day Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SR-W804SQOI/AAAAAAAAAzk/IqnYQCDlJrw/s1600-h/IMG_3852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269096060777808098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SR-W804SQOI/AAAAAAAAAzk/IqnYQCDlJrw/s400/IMG_3852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SR-V7U6-iZI/AAAAAAAAAzc/KRjly2fUeX0/s1600-h/IMG_3849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269094935507667346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SR-V7U6-iZI/AAAAAAAAAzc/KRjly2fUeX0/s400/IMG_3849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SR-VhXAHyBI/AAAAAAAAAzU/txuQ-3tNWxw/s1600-h/IMG_3847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269094489389516818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SR-VhXAHyBI/AAAAAAAAAzU/txuQ-3tNWxw/s400/IMG_3847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Micah went out for a few hours on Sat. with his best buddy Tony Torres. They both think they are the best Rhino drivers out there. This time they took a camera just so that I could show them on the blog. So, here they are just doing some trail riding out by our house on all the hills that Micah isn't allowed to go on when the kids and I are in with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/5243090701060292654-1073563120533993559?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/1073563120533993559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=1073563120533993559' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/1073563120533993559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/1073563120533993559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/11/daddys-day-out.html' title='Daddy&apos;s Day Out'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SR-W804SQOI/AAAAAAAAAzk/IqnYQCDlJrw/s72-c/IMG_3852.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-1052286798614960663</id><published>2008-11-15T14:59:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T15:03:49.668-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Young Look-alike Meter</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/page/vintage-photos"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Micah was curious to try out the look-alike meter so we gave it a shot. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" href="http://www.myheritage.com/meter" target="_blank" alt="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter"&gt;&lt;img height="470" src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/M/storage/site1/files/00/54/62/005462_6543854345f1947k96r006.JPG" width="435" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-1052286798614960663?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/1052286798614960663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=1052286798614960663' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/1052286798614960663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/1052286798614960663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/11/young-look-alike-meter_15.html' title='Young Look-alike Meter'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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-5243090701060292654.post-4976254763118385418</id><published>2008-11-15T14:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T14:53:19.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Young Look-alike Meter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/meter" title="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" alt="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/O/storage/site1/files/00/48/62/004862_2547614c25f194dizstq24.JPG" width="435" height="470" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"  &gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"  &gt;Family tree&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/genealogy"  &gt;Genealogy&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/celebrities"  &gt;Celebrity&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/celebrity-collage"  &gt;Collage&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/celebrity-morph"  &gt;Morph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.10NXC/bHQ9MTIyNjc4OTU3MDQ*NCZwdD*xMjI2Nzg5NTkyMDI3JnA9MTEwNTcxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTImdD*mbz1jZWZlMjRjMzBmMWM*ZDFmOTJhNTcxNjYxMGJmZmY*Nw==.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-4976254763118385418?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/4976254763118385418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=4976254763118385418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/4976254763118385418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/4976254763118385418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/11/young-look-alike-meter.html' title='Young Look-alike Meter'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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-5243090701060292654.post-9107071045687380216</id><published>2008-11-13T13:45:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T14:45:43.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Light pink</title><content type='html'>I have mentioned before about Mya's obsession with pink. Now it has turned even worse! she now only likes &lt;em&gt;light&lt;/em&gt; pink and if there isn't anything pink available she wants red "because red is like pink"&lt;br /&gt;Today I asked Mya what she wanted for Christmas and this was her list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A light pink bike and a light pink helmet to match my light pink bike&lt;br /&gt;light pink boots&lt;br /&gt;light pink care bear slippers&lt;br /&gt;a light pink cowboy hat (She must have thought this up because at grandpa Peterson has cowboy hats he lets the kids wear but he doesn't have any pink ones)&lt;br /&gt;a light pink scooter and another light pink helmet to match my light pink scooter&lt;br /&gt;a light pink kite&lt;br /&gt;a light pink umbrella&lt;br /&gt;and light pink scissors"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she was done telling me her list she said "Wow that's a lot of things. Will you tell all the things to me again because it makes me too tired to say it again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micah asked her if it would be okay to get her a purple bike and she got so mad at him. We better be able to find her a pink bike somewhere. As for all of the other stuff...I hope she forgets asking for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-9107071045687380216?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/9107071045687380216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=9107071045687380216' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/9107071045687380216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/9107071045687380216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/11/light-pink.html' title='Light pink'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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-5243090701060292654.post-8319062885890380728</id><published>2008-11-08T20:41:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T21:01:01.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids say the funniest things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; The other day Mya wanted some candy and I told her no but she kept whining and asking for some and wouldn't listen to me so Micah told her no and when her dad says no or gets mad at her, she really gets her feelings hurt. She cries crocodile tears every time he gets mad at her. He told her no and she ran into her room crying and said "I guess I'm just going to send Dad back to Iraq." I am such a push over and Micah always gets mad at me for having to be the bad guy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mya is really sweet to Tay usually, but like everyone when kids cry it can get annoying and Tay has been really whiny lately because he has been sick. He was crying and pulling on me when I was trying to get dinner ready and Mya had heard enough, she covered her ears and said "Ahh, stop crying Tay, I am going to throw you in the garbage can! Mom, I want the garbage man to take him away" It was pretty funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-8319062885890380728?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/8319062885890380728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=8319062885890380728' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/8319062885890380728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/8319062885890380728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/11/kids-say-funniest-things.html' title='Kids say the funniest things'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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-5243090701060292654.post-5211471257687132345</id><published>2008-10-31T20:12:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T20:36:25.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HaPpY HaLlOwEeN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was so excited for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt; this year because last year Micah was in Iraq and had to miss out on all the fun so it was great to have him with us this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mya&lt;/span&gt; is a pink freak. She is OBSESSED with the color pink. It can be very annoying sometimes. My mom made her a really cute purple and gold cheerleader costume and she was excited to wear it.....until she saw a pink one at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt;. Lets just say she wouldn't cooperate unless she had the pink one. Little stinker&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263539129350426722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SQvY82JNEGI/AAAAAAAAAoA/DSf45Was594/s400/IMG_3760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263539126886144834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SQvY8s9rG0I/AAAAAAAAAn4/eIrlu0dat9E/s400/IMG_3765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had the hardest time getting the kids to pose for a picture. They would not hold still for two seconds so these are all I could get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263539118943761362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SQvY8PYD89I/AAAAAAAAAnw/-toG_23JSkU/s400/IMG_3789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Micah wanted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tay&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mya&lt;/span&gt; to be something scary but there was no way little miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mya&lt;/span&gt; be anything scary. She had to be wearing pink and be pretty.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263539109475798834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 358px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SQvY7sGuTzI/AAAAAAAAAno/OMwVasIGRU4/s400/IMG_3780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Tay&lt;/span&gt; was suppose to be a dead punk rocker but he wouldn't hold still for the makeup so he just looks like he had a dirty face. He's still a little young for the whole face paint thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-5211471257687132345?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/5211471257687132345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=5211471257687132345' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/5211471257687132345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/5211471257687132345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='HaPpY HaLlOwEeN'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SQvY82JNEGI/AAAAAAAAAoA/DSf45Was594/s72-c/IMG_3760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-5364027847273514371</id><published>2008-10-31T19:53:00.007-08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T20:37:05.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SQvT5OuPBeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/TmjEpmTxtPE/s1600-h/IMG_3747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263533569670579682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SQvT5OuPBeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/TmjEpmTxtPE/s400/IMG_3747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mya had a lot of fun with Taya and Braxtan the other day. I let them decorate sugar cookies and they must have been in a goofy mood because I just told them to look at the camera and they started pulling funny faces. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263534544957149202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SQvUx_8rEBI/AAAAAAAAAng/pbnX5cocGD8/s400/IMG_3753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't know why this pic is sideways, It wouldn't upload right for some reason. I just thought it was cute to see how they decorated them. All of their cookies were completely covered in sprinkles and I'm sure they weren't the best tasting cookies ever. It was cute when I went to write Braxtan's name and he let me know that I could just start calling him Torres and that is what he wanted on his cookie. He was a good sport to hang out with two girly girls all morning. What cute kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/5243090701060292654-5364027847273514371?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/5364027847273514371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=5364027847273514371' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/5364027847273514371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/5364027847273514371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween-fun.html' title='Halloween fun'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SQvT5OuPBeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/TmjEpmTxtPE/s72-c/IMG_3747.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-5241090481124966181</id><published>2008-10-29T10:50:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T11:03:41.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute pictures</title><content type='html'>Here are a couple cute pictures from the other day. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262650890992266306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SQixGkZ8rEI/AAAAAAAAAm4/FIXSwx8ejZw/s400/IMG_3659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mya and Tay are so cute together. It's true when they say having two is easier that having one when it comes to keeping them entertained.  Mya is a good big sister and they had so much fun pushing around this box. Why does it seem like kids like things that aren't suppose to be toys more than the toys go buy and they play with them for two seconds and then forget about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SQixGKR9PWI/AAAAAAAAAmw/oEsU_w7wN54/s1600-h/IMG_3726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262650883979427170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SQixGKR9PWI/AAAAAAAAAmw/oEsU_w7wN54/s400/IMG_3726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one is of Mya and her cousin Harper. Beth and I decided we would take turns tending each others kids while the other one goes to the temple each month. I don't know why it's taken us this long to think of doing this, but it works out really good. I put the kids to bed at 8:00, their usual time and finally by 9:15 they fell asleep. I do have to admit that even though I went in a million times and told them to stop talking, it was soo cute to hear them chatting away about their day and what they were being for Halloween and who knows what else. They would start out whispering so I would think they were asleep but then they would forget they were suppose to be quiet and I would hear one of them burst out laughing. Pretty cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-5241090481124966181?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/5241090481124966181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=5241090481124966181' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/5241090481124966181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/5241090481124966181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/10/cute-pictures.html' title='Cute pictures'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SQixGkZ8rEI/AAAAAAAAAm4/FIXSwx8ejZw/s72-c/IMG_3659.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-5470963931149381925</id><published>2008-10-28T14:27:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T14:46:00.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin festival</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday we took the kids to the Pumpkin Festival. It was nice to do something different for a change and Mya had a blast! It is so much fun when kids get old enough to really know what is going on when holidays roll around. She was able to decorate a cookie, go bowling with pumpkins, they had face painting, bobbing for donuts, and many more fun activities. &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262337072352120290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 393px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SQeTr63qzeI/AAAAAAAAAmo/dJsZx7Xlkqw/s400/IMG_3728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262337058949178674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SQeTrI8KJTI/AAAAAAAAAmg/ItU3OmpwX7g/s400/IMG_3730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Cute little Mya and Tank in the corner...yes, he got to come too. I wanted to leave him home but he seemed to be a main attraction. We had to stop every second for someone to pet him. Dumb dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262337048530047426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SQeTqiIC0cI/AAAAAAAAAmY/nQbqNtG8lfE/s400/IMG_3736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My boys. Tay really needs a haircut but we're holding out 'till after Halloween because he is going to a dead punk rocker and he needs some major spikes for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262337045724761906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SQeTqXrNjzI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/5KtW2KQt3RM/s400/IMG_3741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tay didn't know what to think of the giant pumpkin. Mya of course wouldn't cooperate when we tried to sit her on one and take her picture.&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/5243090701060292654-5470963931149381925?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/5470963931149381925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=5470963931149381925' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/5470963931149381925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/5470963931149381925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumpkin-festival.html' title='Pumpkin festival'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SQeTr63qzeI/AAAAAAAAAmo/dJsZx7Xlkqw/s72-c/IMG_3728.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-1443848630841479491</id><published>2008-10-22T09:33:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T10:12:20.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tay boy and the Tankster</title><content type='html'>When I let MIcah get a dog  I don't know what I was thinking. For all of you out there thinking about getting one, don't do it! j/k but if I could go back, I would say no way. Sometimes I forget we have a dog and not a pig. Why you ask? because he stinks like a pig, he snorts like a pig and he is slow and lazy like a pig. You know, come to think of it, I wish we had a pig instead. If we had a pig I would know that in the end there would be a reward for raising it. Lots of ham and bacon...I love bacon. Just kidding!! He is a good dog and the kids love him, but I'm just not a dog kind of person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tay and Tank are best buds. Tank if so good to let Tay ride him, pull on his face and wrestle him and is always very soft. Here are some pictures that I thought were cute of the two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260023252667069042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="302" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SP9bR42D8nI/AAAAAAAAAmE/T84P4tVR7LU/s400/IMG_3701.JPG" width="400" border="0" /&gt;Tay's got him in a headlock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SP9alBlya3I/AAAAAAAAAlc/0bXhV-fGOhQ/s1600-h/IMG_3672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260022481920617330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SP9alBlya3I/AAAAAAAAAlc/0bXhV-fGOhQ/s400/IMG_3672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He doesn't seem to mind it when Tay pulls on his face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SP9amUV7FqI/AAAAAAAAAls/pOJ151BhUQg/s1600-h/IMG_3665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260022504134219426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SP9amUV7FqI/AAAAAAAAAls/pOJ151BhUQg/s400/IMG_3665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SP9am1S1v1I/AAAAAAAAAl0/-XP4G5pUZT8/s1600-h/IMG_3699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260022512979656530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SP9am1S1v1I/AAAAAAAAAl0/-XP4G5pUZT8/s400/IMG_3699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tank is always biting Tay's toes so I guess Tay thought he would chew on his for once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SP9anE2xOcI/AAAAAAAAAl8/29fx5fhf-us/s1600-h/IMG_3697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260022517156886978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SP9anE2xOcI/AAAAAAAAAl8/29fx5fhf-us/s400/IMG_3697.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/5243090701060292654-1443848630841479491?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/1443848630841479491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=1443848630841479491' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/1443848630841479491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/1443848630841479491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/10/tay-boy-and-tankster.html' title='Tay boy and the Tankster'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SP9bR42D8nI/AAAAAAAAAmE/T84P4tVR7LU/s72-c/IMG_3701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-6508041112908117429</id><published>2008-10-12T15:40:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T16:08:44.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GO BADGERS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; It was so much fun to watch my twin brothers Lance and Tyce play baseball this weekend in the state championship.  I can't believe they are seniors and this was their last baseball game &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;:-( Time flies, I still remember them playing little league like it was yesterday. This was Wayne Highs 3rd consecutive state title. It is cool to see my little brothers take state from the time they were sophomores.  Wayne has a winning streak of 51 consecutive games which is the second longest in the history of any Utah baseball team  From their freshman to senior year, they had 75 wins and only 5 losses. Pretty impressive huh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Way to go boys!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256402079311161522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SPJ91233aLI/AAAAAAAAAjo/g6ImzgEk2Nc/s400/IMG_3694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SPJ91wUvXCI/AAAAAAAAAjw/mI9_A9UNwg0/s1600-h/IMG_3692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256402077553220642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SPJ91wUvXCI/AAAAAAAAAjw/mI9_A9UNwg0/s400/IMG_3692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SPJ92c5HcmI/AAAAAAAAAj4/bfQL9fPY8g8/s1600-h/IMG_3690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256402089516954210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SPJ92c5HcmI/AAAAAAAAAj4/bfQL9fPY8g8/s400/IMG_3690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SPJ92Qe2z7I/AAAAAAAAAkA/5TXG0QYiZEM/s1600-h/IMG_3689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256402086185586610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SPJ92Qe2z7I/AAAAAAAAAkA/5TXG0QYiZEM/s400/IMG_3689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SPJ92348GQI/AAAAAAAAAkI/RJI_85nZF4I/s1600-h/IMG_3691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256402096763967746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SPJ92348GQI/AAAAAAAAAkI/RJI_85nZF4I/s400/IMG_3691.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/5243090701060292654-6508041112908117429?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/6508041112908117429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=6508041112908117429' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/6508041112908117429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/6508041112908117429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/10/go-badgers.html' title='GO BADGERS!!'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SPJ91233aLI/AAAAAAAAAjo/g6ImzgEk2Nc/s72-c/IMG_3694.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-6293781887080718478</id><published>2008-10-07T17:15:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T09:35:37.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOY OR GIRL???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SOv-lik-UfI/AAAAAAAAAjY/ivxUj_sggFY/s1600-h/YOUNGJULIEANNE20081006162139569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254573311148315122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SOv-lik-UfI/AAAAAAAAAjY/ivxUj_sggFY/s400/YOUNGJULIEANNE20081006162139569.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SOv-l_523wI/AAAAAAAAAjg/3Zr1QG28bWM/s1600-h/YOUNGJULIEANNE20081006162424174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254573319020535554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SOv-l_523wI/AAAAAAAAAjg/3Zr1QG28bWM/s400/YOUNGJULIEANNE20081006162424174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Here are some pictures of our ultrasound from yesterday. Micah talked me into not finding out what we are having since we already have a boy and girl and have everything we will need. It is so hard not to know but at the same time I think it will make the delivery so much more exciting. Everyone else is dying to know. Beth tried getting the ultrasound lady to write it in an envelope and her and Tina would be the only ones to know, but I know I would try way to hard to get it out of her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I thought I was over the hard part but no, the hospital called today and said the computer didn't save any of my ultrasound so they want me to come in tomorrow and do the whole ultrasound over again. Okay, are they trying to kill me?? It was hard enough the first time not to look so we will see how good I do tomorrow with not looking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Here is a video of the baby kicking its foot above its head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;20 weeks down, 20 weeks to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ff022a4bfa66a474" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dff022a4bfa66a474%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330156415%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D10FD04C4181E99F6D2604A7CDB0A03E9E7678A6B.2379AEE222B8A6295E7D4ED92C557F6292209C5A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dff022a4bfa66a474%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D48w0u7Oa7TlTCxVJrEnqsOkqhnk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dff022a4bfa66a474%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330156415%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D10FD04C4181E99F6D2604A7CDB0A03E9E7678A6B.2379AEE222B8A6295E7D4ED92C557F6292209C5A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dff022a4bfa66a474%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D48w0u7Oa7TlTCxVJrEnqsOkqhnk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-6293781887080718478?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ff022a4bfa66a474&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/6293781887080718478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=6293781887080718478' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/6293781887080718478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/6293781887080718478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/10/boy-or-girl.html' title='BOY OR GIRL???'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SOv-lik-UfI/AAAAAAAAAjY/ivxUj_sggFY/s72-c/YOUNGJULIEANNE20081006162139569.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-4674438771573009803</id><published>2008-10-04T18:07:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:23:12.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally painted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Micah and I have been wanting to paint for a long time now, and we finally buckled down and did it. We started when the kids went down for naps and hoped to get it done before they woke up. Luckily, they both slept for three hours and we had it finished and cleaned up by the time they woke up. We had a good time, we turned on conference and painted away. I am still getting use to it and can't decide if I like it, but I think it will grow on me. Paint always looks so different when it is actually on the wall and not just a little "card" that you get as a sample.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253471565301023426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SOgUjfdiAsI/AAAAAAAAAjA/IGcPTX8xT5Q/s400/IMG_3552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Here is the before and after of part of the kitchen. The color we got I think is called earth green. It looks a little different in a picture than it does in real life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253471567107555250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="234" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SOgUjmMPf7I/AAAAAAAAAjI/ishaKqfxfHE/s400/IMG_3556.JPG" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253471570321078898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SOgUjyKZ-nI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/RhG4Y9GX92g/s400/IMG_3561.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I didn't take a picture of this wall before it was painted, but I think it turned out really pretty with the white piano.&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/5243090701060292654-4674438771573009803?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/4674438771573009803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=4674438771573009803' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/4674438771573009803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/4674438771573009803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally-painted.html' title='Finally painted'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SOgUjfdiAsI/AAAAAAAAAjA/IGcPTX8xT5Q/s72-c/IMG_3552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-605300368273256905</id><published>2008-10-01T14:50:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T15:11:10.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Don't even worry about it mom..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Mya is getting to the point where she will very rarely take naps. With me being pregnant, if I don't have a nap during the day I am toast by 8:00. Sometimes I get lucky and Mya will fall asleep on the couch while watching a cartoon then I get to sleep too. Today I must have been really tired, I woke up to a blowing sound and found Mya with two colors of finger nail polish and all the way done painting her fingers and toes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I ran over to her thinking I would find spilled fingernail polish all over my tile as she was saying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;" Don't even worry about it mom, I'm getting bigger and older and can paint them by myself. See, aren't they just perfect?" She did do a pretty good job, her fingernails are purple and her toes are pink. She had found a sucker that she had waiting for her when she was done and said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;" I got me this sucker for being soo very patient while I painted my fingers and toes. Would you like me to paint yours mom?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I was just glad she was on the tile and had a dishtowel that she was sitting on while painting them because she is definitely not old enough to do it herself yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-605300368273256905?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/605300368273256905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=605300368273256905' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/605300368273256905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/605300368273256905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/10/dont-even-worry-about-it-mom.html' title='&quot;Don&apos;t even worry about it mom...&quot;'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-8370979496915885740</id><published>2008-09-28T16:44:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T21:33:35.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;So I have been tagged by Robyn and Ginger. I will start with this tag and hopefully make it to the other one sometime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOYS:&lt;br /&gt;1-Of course my family&lt;br /&gt;2-When Micah and I get to have date night&lt;br /&gt;3-food! I love food! It makes me happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fears&lt;br /&gt;1-Something bad happening to my Family&lt;br /&gt;2-I am TERRIFIED of spiders, bugs, worms, and any other&lt;br /&gt;disgusting creepy crawlers&lt;br /&gt;3-Someone breaking in our house at night (although not as scary now that Micah is home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals&lt;br /&gt;1-Clean out my freezer (I have a turkey from UPS from two years ago. I'm sure it is very very dry)&lt;br /&gt;2-Learn how to make good homemade rolls and bread (Micah's favorite)&lt;br /&gt;3-Read more, watch TV less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current obsession/collections&lt;br /&gt;1- After many many people referring the Twilight books I am finally hooked&lt;br /&gt;2-I can't wait for Christmas so I can decorate. I'm obsessed with buying cute ornaments for the tree (I got the cutest ones from Costco the other day)&lt;br /&gt;3-I'm obsessed with the the Food Network channel for some reason. I could watch it all day and never get bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag Sarah, Pam and Reagan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-8370979496915885740?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/8370979496915885740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=8370979496915885740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/8370979496915885740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/8370979496915885740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/09/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve been tagged'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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-5243090701060292654.post-863722653258337411</id><published>2008-09-24T08:27:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T09:14:09.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Today is our four year anniversary! I can't believe how fast time goes by. Last year we were apart for our anniversary with Micah being in Iraq so it is like celebrating two anniversaries this year. I am so glad Micah is back now and I get to be with him today. Last year was long and hard but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; made our marriage stronger and made us realize how important we are to each other. I am so lucky to have such a sweet husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures of our wedding day. They are the only ones I have that are on the computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249612288140799554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SNpej_sobkI/AAAAAAAAAi0/xinH744FLro/s400/11-12-2004+01_55_43PM+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SNpeaTGAOWI/AAAAAAAAAic/euFH7Jq-3HI/s1600-h/wedding+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249612121548798306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SNpeaTGAOWI/AAAAAAAAAic/euFH7Jq-3HI/s400/wedding+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SNpeam9qAZI/AAAAAAAAAik/vcIHtHSaFY4/s1600-h/wedding+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249612126882496914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SNpeam9qAZI/AAAAAAAAAik/vcIHtHSaFY4/s400/wedding+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SNpeazgXp0I/AAAAAAAAAis/f8KK1EIX274/s1600-h/wedding+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249612130249320258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SNpeazgXp0I/AAAAAAAAAis/f8KK1EIX274/s400/wedding+008.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/5243090701060292654-863722653258337411?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/863722653258337411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=863722653258337411' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/863722653258337411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/863722653258337411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary!!'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SNpej_sobkI/AAAAAAAAAi0/xinH744FLro/s72-c/11-12-2004+01_55_43PM+(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-7522918945156538175</id><published>2008-09-22T15:49:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T16:03:53.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kokapelli Triathlon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;This weekend Micah participated in his first triathlon. It was at Sand Hollow. I went down and watched him with the kids. He did really good! He took ninth place in his age category out of 60 plus people and 55th overall out of over 600 people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I wish I could have gotten better pictures but that is as good as I could do. I tried to run to each station and get a picture of him starting each event but with kids it kind of didn't happen&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt; I didn't get one of him starting on the bike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248983547208922882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SNgiudNB9wI/AAAAAAAAAh8/aT-sKt4yx_4/s400/IMG_3515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Here is a picture of him getting done swimming and on his way to the bike ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248983556004308722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SNgiu9-A5vI/AAAAAAAAAiE/gtLzjPUs_Us/s400/IMG_3520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;This is him just getting done on the bike and taking off on the run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248983563196573730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SNgivYwyKCI/AAAAAAAAAiM/ZyB_JBAB_GU/s400/IMG_3521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Right after the race. He did it! I was impressed that he did so well for not training very much and this being his first one.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248983576040895730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SNgiwInG9PI/AAAAAAAAAiU/_ex7_pvFMt8/s400/IMG_3522.JPG" border="0" /&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/5243090701060292654-7522918945156538175?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/7522918945156538175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=7522918945156538175' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/7522918945156538175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/7522918945156538175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/09/kokapelli-triathlon.html' title='Kokapelli Triathlon'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SNgiudNB9wI/AAAAAAAAAh8/aT-sKt4yx_4/s72-c/IMG_3515.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-562758879055496429</id><published>2008-09-22T15:31:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T15:48:54.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ninja</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SNgf4v0n59I/AAAAAAAAAh0/ExN0Q6rrUQE/s1600-h/aA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248980425470633938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SNgf4v0n59I/AAAAAAAAAh0/ExN0Q6rrUQE/s400/aA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SNgdA2iD9mI/AAAAAAAAAhs/UV6iQgXz77I/s1600-h/IMG_3512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248977266175899234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SNgdA2iD9mI/AAAAAAAAAhs/UV6iQgXz77I/s400/IMG_3512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;We had so much fun last week with Micah's parents at this restaurant called Ninja. It is a Japanese stake house where they cook in front of you and make it a very fun atmosphere. We decided to just take Mya because Tay and restaurants just don't mix very well. She loved it! It was fun to see her cute reaction to everything. She got a little scared when he lit a fire but other than that she was laughing and clapping and entertained the whole time. She was good at using chopsticks. It was funny because she wanted to eat her whole meal using them and would not use her fork. She was pretty good at it. The only bad thing about her having wooden chopsticks is that she has this habit of chewing on everything and while she was watching them cook she would gnaw on the end of them so by the time we were done eating she had chewed them to pieces to the point that she got chunks of wood in her mouth. Crazy girl. Thanks for watching Tay Beth, You'll have to take Harper and we will watch Lincoln.&lt;/span&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/5243090701060292654-562758879055496429?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/562758879055496429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=562758879055496429' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/562758879055496429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/562758879055496429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/09/ninja.html' title='Ninja'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SNgf4v0n59I/AAAAAAAAAh0/ExN0Q6rrUQE/s72-c/aA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-5913381615202443823</id><published>2008-09-22T15:11:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T15:31:06.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our little creature</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SNgarSsQsaI/AAAAAAAAAhc/OpLElTmF85E/s1600-h/IMG_3491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248974696754491810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SNgarSsQsaI/AAAAAAAAAhc/OpLElTmF85E/s400/IMG_3491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SNgargvnvHI/AAAAAAAAAhk/UDf77QmcQv8/s1600-h/IMG_3493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248974700526681202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SNgargvnvHI/AAAAAAAAAhk/UDf77QmcQv8/s400/IMG_3493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Micah went hunting and brought home a huge horny toad for the kids. Mya was so excited about her new "pet" but they were both a little scared, probably because I wouldn't let them get it out unless dad was home. Micah thinks I make Mya afraid of all creatures, which is probably true because I don't like them. They were glad when dad got home so they could actually touch it and get it out. Mya was a little scared at first but after a while she wouldn't leave the poor thing alone. After a couple days we started to feel bad for it and we let Mya carry it in the rhino and let it go.&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/5243090701060292654-5913381615202443823?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/5913381615202443823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=5913381615202443823' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/5913381615202443823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/5913381615202443823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/09/our-little-creature.html' title='Our little creature'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SNgarSsQsaI/AAAAAAAAAhc/OpLElTmF85E/s72-c/IMG_3491.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-3111516198764290595</id><published>2008-09-02T20:01:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T20:29:45.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New Rhino!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SL4EOckh2BI/AAAAAAAAAhU/Mc7QkAlPqlc/s1600-h/IMG_3479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241631662539921426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SL4EOckh2BI/AAAAAAAAAhU/Mc7QkAlPqlc/s400/IMG_3479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SL4D4rnTkCI/AAAAAAAAAhM/BnXky3VHYZo/s1600-h/IMG_3471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241631288620978210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SL4D4rnTkCI/AAAAAAAAAhM/BnXky3VHYZo/s400/IMG_3471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SL3_PB6tCOI/AAAAAAAAAgk/ehoT1WJap1s/s1600-h/IMG_3470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241626175006902498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SL3_PB6tCOI/AAAAAAAAAgk/ehoT1WJap1s/s400/IMG_3470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SL3_P0lGEgI/AAAAAAAAAg0/kxTGsm2jsto/s1600-h/IMG_3478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241626188606476802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SL3_P0lGEgI/AAAAAAAAAg0/kxTGsm2jsto/s400/IMG_3478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SL3_QftmQ1I/AAAAAAAAAg8/qd7UASh2hgk/s1600-h/IMG_3475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241626200184865618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SL3_QftmQ1I/AAAAAAAAAg8/qd7UASh2hgk/s400/IMG_3475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;We have been non-stop rhino riding for the past three days now and Mya and Tay still don't want to get out. We go everywhere together on it; Grandma and Grampa's, Friends, trails all over town, sand dunes, mountains, and even dinner. Even Julie asks me to take her for rides multiple times a day. Thanks to Tony and Rachel who convinced us to get one, we have loved every minute of it!!!!&lt;/span&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/5243090701060292654-3111516198764290595?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/3111516198764290595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=3111516198764290595' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/3111516198764290595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/3111516198764290595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/09/our-new-rhino.html' title='Our New Rhino!!!!!!'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SL4EOckh2BI/AAAAAAAAAhU/Mc7QkAlPqlc/s72-c/IMG_3479.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-8576652284679197254</id><published>2008-08-27T08:35:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T09:01:14.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Bird</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt; Once again we were out of town for the weekend thanks to the army. We have been gone every weekend for a month straight.  This time it was up at Snow Bird. It was really pretty, I've never been there before. We had to go to a few seminars on what to expect now that the soldier is home. It was pretty boring because we have heard everything they told us before. Can't complain about a free hotel and food for two nights though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239222277868207906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SLV05zOlvyI/AAAAAAAAAf4/J5S9llzCAf8/s400/IMG_3432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;      &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;The view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239222328915116770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SLV08xZHwuI/AAAAAAAAAgY/w9ykRQo7zDU/s400/IMG_3433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                               &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Texas Roadhouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SLV06kUeJ9I/AAAAAAAAAgA/gTNNCGDPkqw/s1600-h/IMG_3434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239222291046213586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SLV06kUeJ9I/AAAAAAAAAgA/gTNNCGDPkqw/s400/IMG_3434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SLV061cI0JI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0VQmoqgn4sA/s1600-h/IMG_3435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239222295641772178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SLV061cI0JI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0VQmoqgn4sA/s400/IMG_3435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;           &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Micah was a good sport when everyone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; him by saying it was his birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SLV08bdBRFI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/AmKacnxsf2o/s1600-h/IMG_3436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239222323025888338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SLV08bdBRFI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/AmKacnxsf2o/s400/IMG_3436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When Micah was in Iraq these were the guys who kept each other sane. They were practically the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LDS&lt;/span&gt; guys there. The two in the middle are from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;salina&lt;/span&gt; and had just received their mission calls when they got called to Iraq. Micah did a good job keeping them headed in the right direction while they were there because there wasn't much "good" going on around them everyday. On &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; we went to their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;farewells&lt;/span&gt;. Rob on the end was Micah's "best friend" (I don't know the guy term for best friend) while he was over there. They shared a pod together. He is hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-8576652284679197254?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/8576652284679197254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=8576652284679197254' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/8576652284679197254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/8576652284679197254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/08/snow-bird.html' title='Snow Bird'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SLV05zOlvyI/AAAAAAAAAf4/J5S9llzCAf8/s72-c/IMG_3432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-3687896707132798028</id><published>2008-08-24T20:51:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T21:56:49.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CrAzY MyA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mya cracks me up so much latey. She is so cute especially towards Tay. She talks to him in a high voice and is quite the little mother and very protective of him. I can't wait for her to have a new baby to take "care"of. One of my favorite things about her is that she is always making up songs and singing everywhere she goes. She also talks to all of her toys in a motherly voice. She has a bunch of care bears that she treats like her babies, she gets pillows ready for them at night and they sleep with her on her bed and take up most of the room, she is always right on the edge about to fall off. It is so cute to just listen to her play in her room because she talks to herself saying the cutest things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238304569116349826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SLIyQHt8VYI/AAAAAAAAAfw/0P_RlJWY9aM/s400/IMG_3422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is a pic of her getting all dressed up and in her own little world. After I took the picture she had to look at it and said, "I know Grandma and Daddy will love this picture, can we take it and show her?" (Don't ask me what she is wearing, that's Mya for you.) She comes up to me and says, "Why, hello my lady" and "thank you my mam" She puts on shows and always starts out by saying "Ladies and gentleladies Introducing next on the Disney channel" She reminds me of me so much but the defining moment when I knew she was a little mini me, a drama queen, was when I was combing her hair and she looked in the mirror and started talking to herself as being another person in the mirror. I use to do that when I was little too. Just ask Beth and Tina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mya sometimes lacks the ability to focus on something for more than two minutes. In this video she told me to record her singing Mary Had A Little Lamb and she got a little distracted. She decided she better clean the sink instead of sing. In the end she forgets what song she was singing to begin with and starts singing three little speckled frogs instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8dcbb9d3de1ee4dd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8dcbb9d3de1ee4dd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330156416%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6FB81C9822B5FBC19396BEDF82257DCFEBB2DA66.516BE0B980178D9C35CADF3D4A4B04C26E404EC2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8dcbb9d3de1ee4dd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8nXatiig37W0dFxGMUfpqyqFAqY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8dcbb9d3de1ee4dd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330156416%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6FB81C9822B5FBC19396BEDF82257DCFEBB2DA66.516BE0B980178D9C35CADF3D4A4B04C26E404EC2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8dcbb9d3de1ee4dd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8nXatiig37W0dFxGMUfpqyqFAqY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-3687896707132798028?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8dcbb9d3de1ee4dd&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/3687896707132798028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=3687896707132798028' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/3687896707132798028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/3687896707132798028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/08/crazy-mya.html' title='CrAzY MyA'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SLIyQHt8VYI/AAAAAAAAAfw/0P_RlJWY9aM/s72-c/IMG_3422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-6244514751389387880</id><published>2008-08-14T16:28:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T17:06:50.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SWIMMING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SKTEHBH7o2I/AAAAAAAAAfo/xyGXvsOx920/s1600-h/IMG_3399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234524291751191394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SKTEHBH7o2I/AAAAAAAAAfo/xyGXvsOx920/s400/IMG_3399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Our friends were watching some of their friends kids while they were on vacation for a couple weeks and they got to stay at the couple's house and invited us over for some swimming! It was so much fun. They had an indoor swimming pool that was so awesome. It had an indoor grill and a hot tub. it makes me want one in my house someday (I wish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SKTBFFWJK5I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/B47f0J8nI8Q/s1600-h/IMG_3413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234520959989918610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SKTBFFWJK5I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/B47f0J8nI8Q/s400/IMG_3413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Here is Micah "diving" into the pool, the pics are kind of dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SKTBF8IGQbI/AAAAAAAAAfg/yr-WQaV2l7Y/s1600-h/IMG_3401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234520974694957490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SKTBF8IGQbI/AAAAAAAAAfg/yr-WQaV2l7Y/s400/IMG_3401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;They had a bridge going over the pool. It was sooo pretty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-21ec5b911be7fc41" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D21ec5b911be7fc41%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330156416%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D26B59F1530DC44312DE4EB95C20C3F246D0B04BB.746341886E4D34830377C48A7A3CF4EB2EDFD20F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D21ec5b911be7fc41%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DpsQqSLRE-4eOyK5AdnMovHLceXw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D21ec5b911be7fc41%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330156416%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D26B59F1530DC44312DE4EB95C20C3F246D0B04BB.746341886E4D34830377C48A7A3CF4EB2EDFD20F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D21ec5b911be7fc41%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DpsQqSLRE-4eOyK5AdnMovHLceXw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Here is a video of Micah swinging on the rope they had. Sorry it is sideways. I was holding the camera longways and I guess videos can't be taken that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-6244514751389387880?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=21ec5b911be7fc41&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/6244514751389387880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=6244514751389387880' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/6244514751389387880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/6244514751389387880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/08/our-friends-were-watching-some-of-their.html' title='SWIMMING'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SKTEHBH7o2I/AAAAAAAAAfo/xyGXvsOx920/s72-c/IMG_3399.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-6931227071313309992</id><published>2008-08-08T13:00:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T13:26:04.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Park City</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;We had a chance to go up to Park City last weekend thanks to the Army. After the soldiers get back from Iraq they put together a marriage seminar for the couples in hopes that they can help save any marriages that have been affected because of the deployment and being apart. Well, good to say, we are doing fine, so for us it was more a weekend get away. We stayed at the Yarrow resort where the army paid for our rooms for two nights and had our breakfast and lunch provided for us. After the seminars we had a chance to go to the Olympic park and ride the zip lines and Alpine slide. I love Park City, it is so pretty. We had a great time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232243308312824994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SJypkTpmjKI/AAAAAAAAAew/n4toj4RmMC0/s400/IMG_3374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232241827431125970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SJyoOG75E9I/AAAAAAAAAeg/5vKkc1JL3M8/s400/IMG_3356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232241835502767026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SJyoOlAUi7I/AAAAAAAAAeo/702_PC_DUis/s400/IMG_3358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232243313523650738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SJypknD9cLI/AAAAAAAAAe4/G5fKhae6Dtg/s400/IMG_3370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-6931227071313309992?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/6931227071313309992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=6931227071313309992' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/6931227071313309992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/6931227071313309992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/08/park-city.html' title='Park City'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SJypkTpmjKI/AAAAAAAAAew/n4toj4RmMC0/s72-c/IMG_3374.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-4859048751258124967</id><published>2008-08-05T10:14:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T12:01:12.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tay and Tank playing together</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;In the summertime Tay lives outside. All I have to do is keep the screen door open and he will play out there all day. The other day I could hear Tay screaming and laughing hysterically and when I went out I saw Tay and Tank playing together. I was a little late getting the video of it so Tay isn't laughing as much as he was at first, but I thought it was pretty cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-163054d985c0b664" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D163054d985c0b664%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330156416%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D26DFC57A8F605CB6F116A2257C3C4C536EE1F563.92CB332169B5D0E9330599ACC57E2A83FB8F150%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D163054d985c0b664%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRTHG2UkvXQYya_11BYvmTDfLICc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D163054d985c0b664%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330156416%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D26DFC57A8F605CB6F116A2257C3C4C536EE1F563.92CB332169B5D0E9330599ACC57E2A83FB8F150%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D163054d985c0b664%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRTHG2UkvXQYya_11BYvmTDfLICc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-4859048751258124967?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=163054d985c0b664&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/4859048751258124967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=4859048751258124967' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/4859048751258124967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/4859048751258124967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/08/tank-and-tay-playing-together.html' title='Tay and Tank playing together'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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-5243090701060292654.post-4249653696537543913</id><published>2008-08-04T02:11:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T11:29:55.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SERIOUSLY?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Okay... first of all, I want everyone to look at the time at which I posted this. (It says two but I must have it set in the wrong time zone) It is 3 AM Alright now, why you are asking am I up at THREE AM???? Well I get the pleasure of experiencing no sleep thanks to blasted non stop absurd did i mention NON STOP BARKING DOGS?!?!?!? I am sick of laying here trying to keep my eyes closed hoping somehow someway I can just go back to sleep. I could be dreaming the night away, while visions of sugar plums dance through my head, BUT..... NO, instead I get to listen to repetitive barking over and over for what has been at least two dreadful hours and who knows how much longer it will go on. Come on now, do the owners of these mangy dogs just somehow sleep like logs and seriously can't hear how their dogs are keeping people up at all hours of the night? I am tempted to go start playing loud music, banging pans, riding a 4wheeler.... oh, I could go on and on and try and make them WAKE UP and SHUT UP their DANG DOGS! I mean yes I know dogs bark, that is fine but what is not fine it when they bark all hours of the night. In case the owners of the dogs were wondering, there are things you can buy to stop this atrocity. First, maybe a shock collar, second, maybe a muzzle, third... Oh I don't know maybe you could open the door and YELL at the dang things, and last, well....I won't say the last one but someone might be thinking it and do it if this keeps up! Oh, and if you were wondering, yes, they are still barking. GRRRRRRRRR!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I will go back to tossing and turning some more and hope the dogs will decide to go to sleep or something else happens to it to make them stop. I wish I had some ear plugs or was a sound sleeper right about now.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and another thing that is just not right that I just saw on yahoo, is that People magazine reportedly spent $14 MILLION for the first pics of Brad and Angelina Jolie's babies. Come on now people that money could be spent helping out starving kids in Africa or saving the whales or something.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the dogs are STILL barking, and it is now 3:38 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-4249653696537543913?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/4249653696537543913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=4249653696537543913' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/4249653696537543913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/4249653696537543913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/08/seriously.html' title='SERIOUSLY?!?!?!'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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-5243090701060292654.post-2107883141778496475</id><published>2008-07-30T07:46:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:12:17.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STILL just a little guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SJCBoRNzADI/AAAAAAAAAdM/baE8LI9MoRA/s1600-h/IMG_3302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228821696193167410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SJCBoRNzADI/AAAAAAAAAdM/baE8LI9MoRA/s400/IMG_3302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Tay had his 15 month well check yesterday and I was thinking for sure he would weigh at least 19 lbs. Well, I was wrong. We weighs a whopping 17 lbs 10 oz! the average one year old weighs at least 20 pounds. Poor little Tay is in the 0.08 percentile. I'm afraid he doesn't have a chance at being big. I would be worried if he never ate but it is the opposite. He eats and eats and does well at drinking milk so the doctor said he just must be built little. (Sorry Micah, I hope you weren't wanting a little football star!)He sure is a sweet boy and cracks me up everyday. I was getting mad at Mya one day and I give her to the count of three to respond and Tay must be use to hearing it because I started out holding up my finger and said "ONE" and Tay held up his finger and said "TEEEUUUU" It was soo funny. He is getting to be so big. Well....not so much big, but older. Mya is getting better at listening too. The other day in the bathtub she started splashing and I just looked at her and she sighed and put her head down and said "aah, I know better than to do that" She is being so sweet lately. It kind of has me thinking what is going on? Who would have thought that our little "angel of darkness" as Tyce calls her is no longer living up to her name! I'm just crossing my fingers that it will stay that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-2107883141778496475?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/2107883141778496475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=2107883141778496475' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/2107883141778496475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/2107883141778496475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/07/still-just-little-guy.html' title='STILL just a little guy'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SJCBoRNzADI/AAAAAAAAAdM/baE8LI9MoRA/s72-c/IMG_3302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-888555078853846999</id><published>2008-07-26T21:07:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T15:05:39.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm pregnant!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Yes...We are expecting baby number three!!!! People may think we're crazy and they are probably right but hey, what do you expect after being apart for a year. You can just start calling me fertile Myrtle. I figure if I can take care of a newborn and a two year old for a year by myself then I can take care of three with my husband home right? (haha) I hear three is a whole different ballgame. Hope I'm ready cause I kind of have to be now. I am due Feb 25th and can't wait to see what we are going to have this time and what it will look like!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-888555078853846999?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/888555078853846999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=888555078853846999' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/888555078853846999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/888555078853846999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-pregnant.html' title='I&apos;m pregnant!'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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-5243090701060292654.post-8496712111906388024</id><published>2008-07-26T20:59:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:12:18.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies babies everywhere!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SIvzcUAaMZI/AAAAAAAAAc8/UDuVu96Qa-g/s1600-h/IMG_3332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227539460225905042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SIvzcUAaMZI/AAAAAAAAAc8/UDuVu96Qa-g/s400/IMG_3332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Today I went up north to my old roommate Robyn's baby shower. It was so much fun to see her again. And Micah is so sweet to stay at home all day with the kids and just let me have a day away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SIvzcNT8beI/AAAAAAAAAc0/0HD1pyEeeRc/s1600-h/IMG_3330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227539458428792290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SIvzcNT8beI/AAAAAAAAAc0/0HD1pyEeeRc/s400/IMG_3330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;This is a pic of all the girls at the shower who are pregnant in order of due date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-8496712111906388024?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/8496712111906388024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=8496712111906388024' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/8496712111906388024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/8496712111906388024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/07/babies-babies-everywhere.html' title='Babies babies everywhere!!'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SIvzcUAaMZI/AAAAAAAAAc8/UDuVu96Qa-g/s72-c/IMG_3332.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-6484800267417764755</id><published>2008-07-26T20:49:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:12:18.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch with old friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SIvxHs8zsMI/AAAAAAAAAcs/z0U6F5hRFbs/s1600-h/IMG_3328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227536907121176770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SIvxHs8zsMI/AAAAAAAAAcs/z0U6F5hRFbs/s400/IMG_3328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I was so excited to get a phone call from my friend Rachel saying Tasha was in town! We all went to college together and it was so fun to get together again. We need to do it more often! It is so crazy to see how everyone's lives have changed. We all have kids now which is crazy because when we get together, we kind of act like kids ourselves and to think we are moms now.... Wow how times change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-6484800267417764755?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/6484800267417764755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=6484800267417764755' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/6484800267417764755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/6484800267417764755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/07/lunch-with-old-friends.html' title='Lunch with old friends'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SIvxHs8zsMI/AAAAAAAAAcs/z0U6F5hRFbs/s72-c/IMG_3328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-6586857810701162522</id><published>2008-07-26T20:34:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:12:19.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day at the salon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SIvvWknuSCI/AAAAAAAAAcc/X-0vRJFNMPI/s1600-h/IMG_3313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227534963560040482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SIvvWknuSCI/AAAAAAAAAcc/X-0vRJFNMPI/s400/IMG_3313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SIvvW686QiI/AAAAAAAAAck/4oOMag96OKk/s1600-h/IMG_3312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227534969554485794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SIvvW686QiI/AAAAAAAAAck/4oOMag96OKk/s400/IMG_3312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SIvvWUGJa1I/AAAAAAAAAcU/CFd22TW0uqI/s1600-h/IMG_3322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227534959124245330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SIvvWUGJa1I/AAAAAAAAAcU/CFd22TW0uqI/s400/IMG_3322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Mya's new hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lately Mya has been obsessed with being a "hair styler" as she calls it and plays with my hair every day. It is so funny to hear her while she does it because she copies what I tell her when I do her hair every day. My favorite is when she tells me to be patient and if I don't hold still it will take longer. Anyway, I usually cut her and Tay's hair but I thought it would be fun for her to see what it was like in a real salon. She was so cute. She had a grin ear to ear seriously the whole time she was there and for only eight dollars, it was totally worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-6586857810701162522?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/6586857810701162522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=6586857810701162522' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/6586857810701162522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/6586857810701162522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-at-salon.html' title='A day at the salon'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SIvvWknuSCI/AAAAAAAAAcc/X-0vRJFNMPI/s72-c/IMG_3313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-4458663958296754248</id><published>2008-07-20T16:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T16:47:39.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory Tag</title><content type='html'>Here is a fun memory tag&lt;br /&gt;1. As a comment on my blog, leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It's actually pretty funny to see the responses. If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-4458663958296754248?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/4458663958296754248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=4458663958296754248' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/4458663958296754248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/4458663958296754248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/07/memory-tag.html' title='Memory Tag'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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-5243090701060292654.post-1594604604012393280</id><published>2008-07-06T21:10:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:12:20.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun at Sand Hollow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SHGZd39-36I/AAAAAAAAAbs/Q7ieCQvJGzE/s1600-h/IMG_3297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SHGZd39-36I/AAAAAAAAAbs/Q7ieCQvJGzE/s400/IMG_3297.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220122181618294690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SHGZeMx3sJI/AAAAAAAAAb0/01ubaLdbq1w/s1600-h/IMG_3259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SHGZeMx3sJI/AAAAAAAAAb0/01ubaLdbq1w/s400/IMG_3259.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220122187204636818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SHGZeR6a6xI/AAAAAAAAAb8/G_GDxiIznOM/s1600-h/IMG_3278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SHGZeR6a6xI/AAAAAAAAAb8/G_GDxiIznOM/s400/IMG_3278.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220122188582677266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SHGZelh3hXI/AAAAAAAAAcE/B44Wtq2uTbo/s1600-h/IMG_3271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SHGZelh3hXI/AAAAAAAAAcE/B44Wtq2uTbo/s400/IMG_3271.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220122193848403314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SHGZfJGM_cI/AAAAAAAAAcM/6FSqwgcsYCY/s1600-h/IMG_3281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SHGZfJGM_cI/AAAAAAAAAcM/6FSqwgcsYCY/s400/IMG_3281.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220122203396046274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went to Sand Hollow with friends and family and had a great time. For some reason Tay hates water. He will never get in the pool or anything and the whole day he would not get in the water the whole time until finally at the end of the day he decided to give it a try and realized it was fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-1594604604012393280?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/1594604604012393280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=1594604604012393280' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/1594604604012393280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/1594604604012393280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/07/fun-at-sand-hollow.html' title='Fun at Sand Hollow'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SHGZd39-36I/AAAAAAAAAbs/Q7ieCQvJGzE/s72-c/IMG_3297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-2444153931215886403</id><published>2008-07-06T20:56:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:12:21.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mya's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SHGVWpOwSnI/AAAAAAAAAbE/Pv-BDrEP40E/s1600-h/IMG_3207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SHGVWpOwSnI/AAAAAAAAAbE/Pv-BDrEP40E/s400/IMG_3207.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220117659356514930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SHGVW0BdcwI/AAAAAAAAAbM/ZhDby0IYhJM/s1600-h/IMG_3202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SHGVW0BdcwI/AAAAAAAAAbM/ZhDby0IYhJM/s400/IMG_3202.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220117662253544194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SHGVXOHWQyI/AAAAAAAAAbU/6sDj8Ss05Qo/s1600-h/IMG_3234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SHGVXOHWQyI/AAAAAAAAAbU/6sDj8Ss05Qo/s400/IMG_3234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220117669257560866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SHGVXr9gUFI/AAAAAAAAAbc/7tFKtQCGA34/s1600-h/IMG_3244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SHGVXr9gUFI/AAAAAAAAAbc/7tFKtQCGA34/s400/IMG_3244.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220117677269340242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SHGVYAFyqYI/AAAAAAAAAbk/eMxLG8gbLOw/s1600-h/IMG_3250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SHGVYAFyqYI/AAAAAAAAAbk/eMxLG8gbLOw/s400/IMG_3250.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220117682672806274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so much fun that Mya's birthday is on the Fourth-of-July. We had a fun filled day with Micah's family.  Mya had a blast with Ella, Kate, and Alex decorating cupcakes and got come cute presents from family and friends. Thanks everyone. She was so excited to get to play with her cousins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-2444153931215886403?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/2444153931215886403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=2444153931215886403' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/2444153931215886403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/2444153931215886403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/07/myas-birthday.html' title='Mya&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SHGVWpOwSnI/AAAAAAAAAbE/Pv-BDrEP40E/s72-c/IMG_3207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-5388462814345684671</id><published>2008-07-03T21:47:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:12:22.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mya's birthday cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SG2tTHpFqSI/AAAAAAAAAas/HCE8CtU1uT4/s1600-h/IMG_3196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SG2tTHpFqSI/AAAAAAAAAas/HCE8CtU1uT4/s400/IMG_3196.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219018087172778274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SG2tTUFsIaI/AAAAAAAAAa0/X0yexe_Oj3w/s1600-h/IMG_3193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SG2tTUFsIaI/AAAAAAAAAa0/X0yexe_Oj3w/s400/IMG_3193.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219018090513965474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SG2tTtCUz5I/AAAAAAAAAa8/rBj2J-LQ2DQ/s1600-h/IMG_3189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SG2tTtCUz5I/AAAAAAAAAa8/rBj2J-LQ2DQ/s400/IMG_3189.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219018097210740626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were growing up, My mom use to always make us homemade cakes for our birthdays and it has carried on to me and my kids. I think it is so much fun to make a cute cake each year for their birthdays. This year Mya wanted a pink cake. She is obsessed with pink. She couldn't decide between My Little Pony or a Barbie but as soon as she found out the barbie dress could be pink she had her mind made up.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to try something new so I went and bought some fondant. I was kind of scared it would turn into a disaster because I have never used fondant before but it turned out okay I think. Lets just hope it stays that way over night. That is why I had to take a pic. as soon as I got done...just incase it happens to fall apart before morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-5388462814345684671?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/5388462814345684671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=5388462814345684671' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/5388462814345684671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/5388462814345684671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/07/myas-birthday-cake.html' title='Mya&apos;s birthday cake'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SG2tTHpFqSI/AAAAAAAAAas/HCE8CtU1uT4/s72-c/IMG_3196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5243090701060292654.post-1182413453740289676</id><published>2008-06-26T21:18:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:12:23.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New Bulldog Tank</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SGRtcIA3B5I/AAAAAAAAAaE/8Eze0EMFlsw/s1600-h/IMG_3165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SGRtcIA3B5I/AAAAAAAAAaE/8Eze0EMFlsw/s400/IMG_3165.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216414598356731794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SGRtcayNUEI/AAAAAAAAAaM/wYtpW9_3EXQ/s1600-h/IMG_3167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SGRtcayNUEI/AAAAAAAAAaM/wYtpW9_3EXQ/s400/IMG_3167.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216414603395551298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SGRtc31VREI/AAAAAAAAAaU/-h5tSiBOsGs/s1600-h/IMG_3146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SGRtc31VREI/AAAAAAAAAaU/-h5tSiBOsGs/s400/IMG_3146.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216414611193283650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SGRtdac_zdI/AAAAAAAAAac/79Gy9NNOS5g/s1600-h/IMG_3139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SGRtdac_zdI/AAAAAAAAAac/79Gy9NNOS5g/s400/IMG_3139.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216414620486454738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SGRtd8RZV_I/AAAAAAAAAak/VMkqnpey914/s1600-h/IMG_3157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SGRtd8RZV_I/AAAAAAAAAak/VMkqnpey914/s400/IMG_3157.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216414629564602354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I gave in... we got a new little puppy today. He is an English Bulldog and is about 11 weeks old. We named him Tank but Mya keeps wanting to call him Tiger because he has stripes on his back so I guess he is Tiger the Tank.&lt;br /&gt;I only agreed to this because after we went and looked at him I couldn't say no...He is just so stinken cute with all those rolls. I'm sure that was micah's plan all along. He knew after I saw him I couldn't resist. He sure is a cute little guy. We'll see how long it lasts though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5243090701060292654-1182413453740289676?l=micahandjulie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/feeds/1182413453740289676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5243090701060292654&amp;postID=1182413453740289676' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/1182413453740289676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5243090701060292654/posts/default/1182413453740289676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandjulie.blogspot.com/2008/06/tiger-tank.html' title='Our New Bulldog Tank'/><author><name>Julie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11105007398386768363</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/_UxDXkaGFqYg/SGRtcIA3B5I/AAAAAAAAAaE/8Eze0EMFlsw/s72-c/IMG_3165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
