<?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-4974174917425114791</id><updated>2011-07-30T08:20:43.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Parkin Space</title><subtitle type='html'>Just Another Day In Paradise</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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>135</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-5497002769196847018</id><published>2010-05-23T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T10:43:42.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break</title><content type='html'>We had an amazing week in Escondido. The Welks Resort exceeded our expectations. Legoland was fun the first day .... mommy and baby decided to stay behind on the second day. Perfect beach weather in Oceanside. Happy kids. Sunny weather and sun-kissed skin. Wish we could vacation like this more often!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/S_lo5S3sLSI/AAAAAAAABKk/uiGreDRr8G8/s1600/IMG_1206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 343px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474522155572800802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/S_lo5S3sLSI/AAAAAAAABKk/uiGreDRr8G8/s400/IMG_1206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/S_lo40z0OhI/AAAAAAAABKc/Ej9ot-Gq01w/s1600/IMG_1147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474522147503487506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/S_lo40z0OhI/AAAAAAAABKc/Ej9ot-Gq01w/s400/IMG_1147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/S_lhZ_n4F6I/AAAAAAAABKU/wPp0QCBRVnY/s1600/IMG_1414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474513921248860066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/S_lhZ_n4F6I/AAAAAAAABKU/wPp0QCBRVnY/s400/IMG_1414.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/S_lhZSd_SgI/AAAAAAAABKM/CxwNoyXskdw/s1600/IMG_1222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474513909127793154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/S_lhZSd_SgI/AAAAAAAABKM/CxwNoyXskdw/s400/IMG_1222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/S_lhYyyUSmI/AAAAAAAABKE/GSgWpJCW4Kc/s1600/IMG_1194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474513900623120994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/S_lhYyyUSmI/AAAAAAAABKE/GSgWpJCW4Kc/s400/IMG_1194.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/S_lhYd8tTjI/AAAAAAAABJ8/AFU0KY2Cn8s/s1600/IMG_1145-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 331px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474513895029558834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/S_lhYd8tTjI/AAAAAAAABJ8/AFU0KY2Cn8s/s400/IMG_1145-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/S_lhX6nBVhI/AAAAAAAABJ0/XPzqh_USx0Y/s1600/Hayesbeach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 386px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474513885543355922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/S_lhX6nBVhI/AAAAAAAABJ0/XPzqh_USx0Y/s400/Hayesbeach.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4974174917425114791-5497002769196847018?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/5497002769196847018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=5497002769196847018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/5497002769196847018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/5497002769196847018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2010/05/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/S_lo5S3sLSI/AAAAAAAABKk/uiGreDRr8G8/s72-c/IMG_1206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-941445475204525900</id><published>2010-03-04T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T16:13:22.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Grandpa Rocks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/S5BL-0JU-kI/AAAAAAAABJs/-jDYH7xmplo/s1600-h/IMG_1042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 316px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444935492012669506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/S5BL-0JU-kI/AAAAAAAABJs/-jDYH7xmplo/s400/IMG_1042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/S5BL-sRj8II/AAAAAAAABJk/1HLMfXSLgpQ/s1600-h/IMG_1036-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444935489899720834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/S5BL-sRj8II/AAAAAAAABJk/1HLMfXSLgpQ/s400/IMG_1036-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; I have the most amazing grandfather.  Jason and I took the kids to see Grandpa Jesse on New Years Day.  I wish that I had more time to visit him since he's only about a 4 hour drive away. He is turning 94 years old this month but still has the energy of a young man.  I think he'll live many more years.&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/4974174917425114791-941445475204525900?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/941445475204525900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=941445475204525900' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/941445475204525900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/941445475204525900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-grandpa-rocks.html' title='My Grandpa Rocks!'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/S5BL-0JU-kI/AAAAAAAABJs/-jDYH7xmplo/s72-c/IMG_1042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-2076994156465232449</id><published>2010-01-07T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T19:17:01.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun With My Hubby</title><content type='html'>Jason and I recently celebrated our 14 year wedding anniversary. Wow! I was like 14 when I married him .... So, we took off and saw a movie and ate a DELICIOUS dinner at my favorite restaurant, Flemings. OH MY GOSH! If you haven't tried Flemings, I highly recommend it. We have dined there numerous times and I LOVE LOVE it -- almost as much as I love Jason. My tastebuds are STILL watering and it's been a week since I've been there. Can't wait to go back for Jason's birthday next month. Enough about food, it's not helping my diet. So, Olivia took some fun pictures of us right before we left on our hot date. Here they are. Do we look like a happily married couple? Absolutely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/S0aho74wmrI/AAAAAAAABJc/hksmuTIu7X4/s1600-h/BeckyJaybw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 295px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424200525856938674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/S0aho74wmrI/AAAAAAAABJc/hksmuTIu7X4/s400/BeckyJaybw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/S0ahoRvddDI/AAAAAAAABJU/Fh0cCSSenSw/s1600-h/IMG_0997-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 362px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424200514543645746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/S0ahoRvddDI/AAAAAAAABJU/Fh0cCSSenSw/s400/IMG_0997-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/S0ahoA7lYEI/AAAAAAAABJM/ON0J1sVTlew/s1600-h/BeckyJay1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 368px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424200510031093826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/S0ahoA7lYEI/AAAAAAAABJM/ON0J1sVTlew/s400/BeckyJay1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/S0ahna-vnPI/AAAAAAAABJE/oe35R9E0E3Y/s1600-h/Beckyjay2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 369px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424200499843800306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/S0ahna-vnPI/AAAAAAAABJE/oe35R9E0E3Y/s400/Beckyjay2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-2076994156465232449?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/2076994156465232449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=2076994156465232449' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/2076994156465232449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/2076994156465232449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2010/01/fun-with-my-hubby.html' title='Fun With My Hubby'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/S0aho74wmrI/AAAAAAAABJc/hksmuTIu7X4/s72-c/BeckyJaybw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-7442081600654625876</id><published>2009-12-31T08:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T08:26:56.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Christmas time IS the most wonderful time of the year. We had a great Christmas -- holiday programs, choir concerts, work parties, Christmas Tree Lane, Cindy Lane, goodies galore, giving gifts, acting out the birth of the Savior with a REAL baby, Hayes' first Christmas, wrapping gifts, enjoying Christmas vacation with Jason on vacation for 12 straight days, more food, 14 year anniversary, Christmas cards and photos........ and WONDERFUL family and friends to share it with. We love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SzzUuEBQocI/AAAAAAAABIs/fwc-SBavT1o/s1600-h/IMG_0895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421441939265331650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SzzUuEBQocI/AAAAAAAABIs/fwc-SBavT1o/s400/IMG_0895.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whose that cute kid with the green antlers? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SzzSVwesKfI/AAAAAAAABIM/EGQ7S5a8aoo/s1600-h/IMG_0891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421439322679945714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SzzSVwesKfI/AAAAAAAABIM/EGQ7S5a8aoo/s400/IMG_0891.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Chandler is standing in the backrow -- green scarf (thanks, Michelle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SzzSWztTqDI/AAAAAAAABIc/h8qERa6ALLQ/s1600-h/IMG_0919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421439340726429746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SzzSWztTqDI/AAAAAAAABIc/h8qERa6ALLQ/s400/IMG_0919.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason and I made a yummy Christmas Eve dinner for the 6 of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SzzSXYOa7vI/AAAAAAAABIk/L5Egyy5xa4I/s1600-h/IMG_0944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421439350528995058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SzzSXYOa7vI/AAAAAAAABIk/L5Egyy5xa4I/s400/IMG_0944.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Traditional photo in front of the tree -- dang, I have cute kids!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SzzP0f-e2nI/AAAAAAAABH8/jAedtqnI8U8/s1600-h/IMG_0928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421436552290949746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SzzP0f-e2nI/AAAAAAAABH8/jAedtqnI8U8/s400/IMG_0928.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gotta love the towels, sheets, blankets and is that Batman on the Shepherd's shirt?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421436538263959010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SzzPzruL9eI/AAAAAAAABHs/ZIlVnHn0EJU/s400/IMG_0966.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Santa brings bears each Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SzzWSZAVpPI/AAAAAAAABI8/uxDDTxWsKyo/s1600-h/IMG_0968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421443662885528818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SzzWSZAVpPI/AAAAAAAABI8/uxDDTxWsKyo/s400/IMG_0968.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's Chandler -- goofy boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SzzWR6n8fRI/AAAAAAAABI0/1qfn9gxsEQM/s1600-h/IMG_0964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421443654730153234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SzzWR6n8fRI/AAAAAAAABI0/1qfn9gxsEQM/s400/IMG_0964.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So sweet! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SzzPyyjvktI/AAAAAAAABHc/ZVZ4Kwo2oSs/s1600-h/IMG_0906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421436522919334610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SzzPyyjvktI/AAAAAAAABHc/ZVZ4Kwo2oSs/s400/IMG_0906.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-7442081600654625876?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/7442081600654625876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=7442081600654625876' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/7442081600654625876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/7442081600654625876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-2009.html' title='Christmas 2009'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SzzUuEBQocI/AAAAAAAABIs/fwc-SBavT1o/s72-c/IMG_0895.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-5732779284915259812</id><published>2009-12-23T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T12:25:02.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We finally have some family photos to share! And, I'm so happy with how they look! Here's one of my favorite shots. I wish Hayes was looking at the camera, but babies are so uncooperative sometimes, I tell ya. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SzKbZjqOKNI/AAAAAAAABHU/YKfrxvah6fM/s1600-h/IMG_3026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418564165051492562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SzKbZjqOKNI/AAAAAAAABHU/YKfrxvah6fM/s400/IMG_3026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-5732779284915259812?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/5732779284915259812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=5732779284915259812' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/5732779284915259812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/5732779284915259812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/12/our-family.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SzKbZjqOKNI/AAAAAAAABHU/YKfrxvah6fM/s72-c/IMG_3026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-1857839348867035799</id><published>2009-12-06T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T19:56:36.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So, I'm finally back to blogging after falling off the Blog Wagon for nearly 1 1/2 months; shame on me! Too much FaceBook, I suppose. Time to change my ways and start blogging again ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sxxu7CgmUCI/AAAAAAAABGE/LPasoB_QIDQ/s1600-h/IMG00092-20091029-1937%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412322812757430306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sxxu7CgmUCI/AAAAAAAABGE/LPasoB_QIDQ/s400/IMG00092-20091029-1937%5B1%5D.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My little Santa Baby on Halloween&lt;br /&gt;3 months old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sxxu6pg8brI/AAAAAAAABF8/iEqYQMQRefQ/s1600-h/halloween+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412322806047993522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sxxu6pg8brI/AAAAAAAABF8/iEqYQMQRefQ/s400/halloween+022.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't they look great! I loved their costumes this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SxxyHIMSgoI/AAAAAAAABHE/BMWtXHvmLII/s1600-h/IMG_0866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412326318976172674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SxxyHIMSgoI/AAAAAAAABHE/BMWtXHvmLII/s400/IMG_0866.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Olivia and her friend, Ryann, were in the school play, Scrooge.&lt;br /&gt;They woke up early &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;every&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; morning for play practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SxxyGg_B2VI/AAAAAAAABG8/KhW6jOIuo2E/s1600-h/IMG_0855-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 193px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412326308451572050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SxxyGg_B2VI/AAAAAAAABG8/KhW6jOIuo2E/s400/IMG_0855-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hayes chills with his cousins during Thanksgiving vacation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Literally chillin' -- Utah is so stinkin' cold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We had a WONDERFUL time with family in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Utah and miss them already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SxxyGQXt_nI/AAAAAAAABG0/eNDOWVMnCOQ/s1600-h/IMG_0829.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412326303991725682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SxxyGQXt_nI/AAAAAAAABG0/eNDOWVMnCOQ/s400/IMG_0829.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are BYU football FREAKS. We watched every game --more than once.We are looking forward to the bowl game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go Cougars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SxxyFx0taJI/AAAAAAAABGs/eKnh9Y8PG0w/s1600-h/IMG_0813-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 388px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412326295791822994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SxxyFx0taJI/AAAAAAAABGs/eKnh9Y8PG0w/s400/IMG_0813-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chandler played soccer this season &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;after taking several years off. He did great and improved &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tremendously during the two months. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We're so proud of him for trying his hardest! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SxxyFapYi3I/AAAAAAAABGk/ltDKS229y3k/s1600-h/IMG_0806-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412326289570302834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SxxyFapYi3I/AAAAAAAABGk/ltDKS229y3k/s400/IMG_0806-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This was Davis EVERYpractice and game. Full throttle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jason was an assistant coach for Davis' team this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was a great Father/Son bonding experience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Davis' team was moved to a higher division &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and I could not believe the physical contact and aggression exhibited by these boys! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wow! These little boys are going to bring home the state title someday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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/4974174917425114791-1857839348867035799?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/1857839348867035799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=1857839348867035799' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/1857839348867035799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/1857839348867035799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-im-finally-back-to-blogging-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sxxu7CgmUCI/AAAAAAAABGE/LPasoB_QIDQ/s72-c/IMG00092-20091029-1937%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-5967824480198158259</id><published>2009-10-27T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T16:00:01.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Davis!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Davis turned 6 last week. For months Davis was counting down the days until his birthday and it finally arrived. He wished for a D.S. game, a skateboard, and anything sports related. We celebrated as a family the night of his birthday and then the next day Davis invited friends to a movie party. Jason and I took 12 kids to see the movie, AstroBoy! We had our hands full! After the party we ate pizza and cake and opened oodles of presents. We had a fun two days celebrating Davey's #6 -- now only 359 days til #7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sud08Py76lI/AAAAAAAABFE/rk7KOlpYXPE/s1600-h/Picture+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397411256807975506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sud08Py76lI/AAAAAAAABFE/rk7KOlpYXPE/s400/Picture+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't make birthday cakes. Baskin Robbins makes the best ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sud0788ukRI/AAAAAAAABE8/1ooRtQ9AbFo/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397411251748770066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 348px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sud0788ukRI/AAAAAAAABE8/1ooRtQ9AbFo/s400/Picture+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before school.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sud07u2TaXI/AAAAAAAABE0/U1x8bSGI8qU/s1600-h/Picture+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397411247963728242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sud07u2TaXI/AAAAAAAABE0/U1x8bSGI8qU/s400/Picture+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After school -- future professional skateboarder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sud1k0Z4hAI/AAAAAAAABFs/iI8AHVjSn_8/s1600-h/Picture+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397411953829774338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sud1k0Z4hAI/AAAAAAAABFs/iI8AHVjSn_8/s400/Picture+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cake #2 -- Vons also makes yummy cakes. Two cakes -- my kids are so spoiled. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sud1krmmWYI/AAAAAAAABFk/ttQaW6OfyG0/s1600-h/Picture+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397411951467190658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sud1krmmWYI/AAAAAAAABFk/ttQaW6OfyG0/s400/Picture+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Davis with his buddy. More presents. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sud5fe1SXXI/AAAAAAAABF0/L3J4agLfsLs/s1600-h/Picture+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397416260186299762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sud5fe1SXXI/AAAAAAAABF0/L3J4agLfsLs/s400/Picture+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My baby -- well, sorta. He was for 6 years.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-5967824480198158259?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/5967824480198158259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=5967824480198158259' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/5967824480198158259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/5967824480198158259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-davis.html' title='Happy Birthday, Davis!'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sud08Py76lI/AAAAAAAABFE/rk7KOlpYXPE/s72-c/Picture+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-8909551562002280472</id><published>2009-10-20T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T09:03:46.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We decided to take a quick trip to Disneyland October 8-10th. Our little family has been so busy and we needed to spend some quality time with each other. We packed the kids up on a Thursday night and spent Friday and Saturday in Disneyland and California Adventure. A bonus was meeting up with our good friends, The Palmers, for some fun times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/St3apNlrmjI/AAAAAAAABEc/UMAe2cHoJ0A/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG00050-20091010-1316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394708330216921650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/St3apNlrmjI/AAAAAAAABEc/UMAe2cHoJ0A/s400/Copy+of+IMG00050-20091010-1316.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My kids are growing up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/St3aonLgtdI/AAAAAAAABEU/nXtSCDqKuHk/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG00054-20091010-1524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394708319906608594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/St3aonLgtdI/AAAAAAAABEU/nXtSCDqKuHk/s400/Copy+of+IMG00054-20091010-1524.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Anticipating California Screamin' -- such a thrilling ride!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/St3aoHLRVgI/AAAAAAAABEM/Hlt8jycFKmI/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG00063-20091010-1619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394708311315666434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/St3aoHLRVgI/AAAAAAAABEM/Hlt8jycFKmI/s400/Copy+of+IMG00063-20091010-1619.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roaring Rapids in California Adventure&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/St3Z1Q46f6I/AAAAAAAABEE/ThUs6_CIR28/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG00061-20091010-1612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394707437749698466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/St3Z1Q46f6I/AAAAAAAABEE/ThUs6_CIR28/s400/Copy+of+IMG00061-20091010-1612.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; The Palmer Boys with my boys -- Chandler wasn't feeling well.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/St3Z0iF280I/AAAAAAAABD8/i88TyfJS9Z4/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG00049-20091010-1311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394707425187525442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/St3Z0iF280I/AAAAAAAABD8/i88TyfJS9Z4/s400/Copy+of+IMG00049-20091010-1311.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tower of Terror -- We love this attraction!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/St3Z0D9qEnI/AAAAAAAABD0/XL7e9tEABR4/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG00048-20091010-1035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394707417100063346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/St3Z0D9qEnI/AAAAAAAABD0/XL7e9tEABR4/s400/Copy+of+IMG00048-20091010-1035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; My Dodger Fans -- Hayes looks THRILLED, huh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/St3ZzlIkA0I/AAAAAAAABDs/abiD21Owh4Q/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG00041-20091010-0959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394707408824304450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/St3ZzlIkA0I/AAAAAAAABDs/abiD21Owh4Q/s400/Copy+of+IMG00041-20091010-0959.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Princess Liv with her Daddy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/St3ZFJduvJI/AAAAAAAABDc/mgrEN9nfBL8/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG00037-20091010-0849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394706611122912402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/St3ZFJduvJI/AAAAAAAABDc/mgrEN9nfBL8/s400/Copy+of+IMG00037-20091010-0849.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Future Rocketeer&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/St3ZEgm1VYI/AAAAAAAABDU/UykOZyPGszU/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG00036-20091009-1508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394706600155239810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/St3ZEgm1VYI/AAAAAAAABDU/UykOZyPGszU/s400/Copy+of+IMG00036-20091009-1508.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Davis showing off his strength in ToonTown.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/St3ZDqnnAqI/AAAAAAAABDM/ej2yrEmDyrg/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG00035-20091009-1507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394706585662980770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/St3ZDqnnAqI/AAAAAAAABDM/ej2yrEmDyrg/s400/Copy+of+IMG00035-20091009-1507.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Sometimes it would be nice to lock 'em up... shhh, don't tell anyone I said that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/St3ZDLmjNAI/AAAAAAAABDE/rHaaVg9yxYU/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG00032-20091009-1448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394706577337037826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/St3ZDLmjNAI/AAAAAAAABDE/rHaaVg9yxYU/s400/Copy+of+IMG00032-20091009-1448.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love this picture!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/St3ZCkl8JiI/AAAAAAAABC8/EitibKXNd9w/s1600-h/beck_liv_coaster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394706566865495586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/St3ZCkl8JiI/AAAAAAAABC8/EitibKXNd9w/s400/beck_liv_coaster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is a picture of a picture -- I didn't have my wallet otherwise I would have bought it. My forehead is ultra shiny and my face looks like it's glued to the headrest. Olivia looks cute. I think this was on California Screamin' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-8909551562002280472?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/8909551562002280472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=8909551562002280472' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/8909551562002280472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/8909551562002280472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/10/disneyland.html' title='Disneyland'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/St3apNlrmjI/AAAAAAAABEc/UMAe2cHoJ0A/s72-c/Copy+of+IMG00050-20091010-1316.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-7164655589871233235</id><published>2009-09-14T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T11:34:23.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My 7 Week-Old Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hayes is 7 weeks old! He smiles, coos, laughs, and sleeps! Jason weighed him today and Hayes tipped the scale at 13 pounds! Oh my!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't like to use the three letter "f" word, but he sure is a chubby little guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sq6LMb1DTlI/AAAAAAAABC0/Iol5AtuNtPE/s1600-h/jdavhayes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381391650499284562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sq6LMb1DTlI/AAAAAAAABC0/Iol5AtuNtPE/s400/jdavhayes.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sq6KdYk8G8I/AAAAAAAABCs/TMAInAODrjE/s1600-h/jasonhayesarms.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381390842172545986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sq6KdYk8G8I/AAAAAAAABCs/TMAInAODrjE/s400/jasonhayesarms.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sq6Kc0i-j_I/AAAAAAAABCk/taffD4_helc/s1600-h/IMG_0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381390832500641778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sq6Kc0i-j_I/AAAAAAAABCk/taffD4_helc/s400/IMG_0624.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sq6Kbwg7cWI/AAAAAAAABCU/NPdsIZ7yD9I/s1600-h/hayes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381390814238437730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sq6Kbwg7cWI/AAAAAAAABCU/NPdsIZ7yD9I/s400/hayes.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sq6KbZ_54TI/AAAAAAAABCM/WLrIT8acG4A/s1600-h/Hayescloseup.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 352px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381390808194343218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sq6KbZ_54TI/AAAAAAAABCM/WLrIT8acG4A/s400/Hayescloseup.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4974174917425114791-7164655589871233235?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/7164655589871233235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=7164655589871233235' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/7164655589871233235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/7164655589871233235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-7-week-old-baby.html' title='My 7 Week-Old Baby'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sq6LMb1DTlI/AAAAAAAABC0/Iol5AtuNtPE/s72-c/jdavhayes.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-3548056309465004147</id><published>2009-09-14T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T11:13:26.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chandler's Baptism and Hayes' Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chandler was baptized on Saturday, September 5, 2009. It was a special day for our family. Chandler was anxious to be baptized and was a good sport about waiting two months after his 8th birthday so that Hayes could be blessed the same weekend. Both sets of grandparents traveled from out of state to witness this special ordinance. Aunt Maren, Uncle Aaron, Grace and Eve, and many close family friends also attended. &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;Following Chandler's baptism and confirmation, our friends and family followed us into the chapel to bless Hayes. There was a beautiful spirit present. Hearing the blessing pronounced upon Hayes brought tears to my eyes. He truly is a special little guy and our home is full of peace. He's my "calm after the storm."&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;After the baptism and blessing, we had a dinner party at our house and watched BYU defeat #3 Oklahoma. (&lt;em&gt;T&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;he guys were huddled around the t.v. . . . .) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sq6Cv-uxVpI/AAAAAAAABBs/Cx5NTBEuAJg/s1600-h/chandlerbapt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381382365558953618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sq6Cv-uxVpI/AAAAAAAABBs/Cx5NTBEuAJg/s400/chandlerbapt.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sq6CxeKdq3I/AAAAAAAABCE/ttcfcULk_sw/s1600-h/IMG_0562.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sq6CwrOjOrI/AAAAAAAABB8/4-CnFpwZsqI/s1600-h/IMG_0538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381382377503406770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sq6CwrOjOrI/AAAAAAAABB8/4-CnFpwZsqI/s400/IMG_0538.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Our family with grandparents. Can you see the "disco" blessing jumpsuit that Hayes is wearing? All three of my boys wore that blessing outfit. I can't wait to have a professional picture taken of Hayes wearing it -- like the other boys.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sq6CwbIwO4I/AAAAAAAABB0/R4IwSuC4Q-U/s1600-h/familypic2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381382373184125826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sq6CwbIwO4I/AAAAAAAABB0/R4IwSuC4Q-U/s400/familypic2.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think this is a funny picture. It looks like Davis belongs with Aaron and Grace with Jason&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sq6Cv-uxVpI/AAAAAAAABBs/Cx5NTBEuAJg/s1600-h/chandlerbapt.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-3548056309465004147?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/3548056309465004147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=3548056309465004147' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/3548056309465004147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/3548056309465004147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/09/chandlers-baptism-and-hayes-blessing.html' title='Chandler&apos;s Baptism and Hayes&apos; Blessing'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sq6Cv-uxVpI/AAAAAAAABBs/Cx5NTBEuAJg/s72-c/chandlerbapt.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-2879717166352497831</id><published>2009-08-26T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T07:02:01.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hooray for the first day of school 2009! We had a wonderful summer of Arts and Sports camp, swimming, diving, Dodger games, science camp, friends, and most importantly, the arrival of Hayes. However, we were &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ready for August 24th -- Back to School.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SpU53BI9koI/AAAAAAAABBE/djTmLrUZ5q0/s1600-h/firstday3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374265347698168450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SpU53BI9koI/AAAAAAAABBE/djTmLrUZ5q0/s400/firstday3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chandler and Davis woke up at about 5:30 and helped each other dress, eat breakfast, and pack their backpacks. They decided to wear their Dry Creek t-shirts to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SpU53jg3xqI/AAAAAAAABBM/GRsmNoxNUWc/s1600-h/firstdayslide.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374265356925257378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SpU53jg3xqI/AAAAAAAABBM/GRsmNoxNUWc/s400/firstdayslide.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First day of school tradition -- the slide picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SpU54JG8PqI/AAAAAAAABBU/3FurdbWnvKc/s1600-h/IMG_0510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374265367017045666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SpU54JG8PqI/AAAAAAAABBU/3FurdbWnvKc/s400/IMG_0510.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My 5th grader. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SpU52nMK8GI/AAAAAAAABA8/qNboNyCj6nM/s1600-h/chandler2(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 248px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374265340732305506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SpU52nMK8GI/AAAAAAAABA8/qNboNyCj6nM/s400/chandler2(1).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My 3rd grader&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SpU7Kkrs8HI/AAAAAAAABBk/fSjiMVCcw48/s1600-h/davisline3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374266783168262258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SpU7Kkrs8HI/AAAAAAAABBk/fSjiMVCcw48/s400/davisline3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Davis -- my 1st grader. I choked up when I left him. Davis was unsure about going into 1st grade as a 5 year old. He said he was too young and should be 6 to be in first grade. It made me emotional. He has grown up so much this summer.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-2879717166352497831?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/2879717166352497831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=2879717166352497831' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/2879717166352497831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/2879717166352497831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SpU53BI9koI/AAAAAAAABBE/djTmLrUZ5q0/s72-c/firstday3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-304432071046598559</id><published>2009-08-15T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T10:40:07.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovin' Hayes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hayes is almost three weeks old! It's been three weeks of hugs, kisses, and an indescribable feeling of love in our home (and sleepless nights, but that's a given with a newborn). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SobwONZJu2I/AAAAAAAABA0/FIZugit0yqs/s1600-h/IMG_0401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370243732589886306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SobwONZJu2I/AAAAAAAABA0/FIZugit0yqs/s400/IMG_0401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All bundled up and places to go! Hayes looks like he drinks butter! At his 12 day appointment he weighed in at 9.4 lbs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SobwNYcF_QI/AAAAAAAABAs/cpH7blzj8nA/s1600-h/hayes2weeks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370243718375144706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SobwNYcF_QI/AAAAAAAABAs/cpH7blzj8nA/s400/hayes2weeks.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two weeks old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SobwNEXbNKI/AAAAAAAABAk/UdPGsxXSiRY/s1600-h/chjahayes1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370243712986854562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SobwNEXbNKI/AAAAAAAABAk/UdPGsxXSiRY/s400/chjahayes1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Three of my 4 handsome boys! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SobwMc9DvJI/AAAAAAAABAc/UDCo-HW9SXI/s1600-h/carolhayes1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370243702407281810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SobwMc9DvJI/AAAAAAAABAc/UDCo-HW9SXI/s400/carolhayes1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason's mom, Carol, spent a week with us. Hayes is 9 days in this picture. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-304432071046598559?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/304432071046598559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=304432071046598559' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/304432071046598559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/304432071046598559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/08/lovin-hayes.html' title='Lovin&apos; Hayes'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SobwONZJu2I/AAAAAAAABA0/FIZugit0yqs/s72-c/IMG_0401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-5638831466186358613</id><published>2009-08-08T16:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T16:44:00.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Is Well</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sn4LDPtBj_I/AAAAAAAABAU/9fHg0CjPy14/s1600-h/IMG_0338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367739956255100914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sn4LDPtBj_I/AAAAAAAABAU/9fHg0CjPy14/s400/IMG_0338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I took this pic while Hayes was sleeping in his crib. I like his scrunched up face. And you can see all of his hair. He has the most hair of any of my babies.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sn4LCuuICTI/AAAAAAAABAM/_2iTYHI2b1g/s1600-h/IMG_0350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367739947401349426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sn4LCuuICTI/AAAAAAAABAM/_2iTYHI2b1g/s400/IMG_0350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Olivia with her new buddy. The first week . . . look at his double chin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sn4LB2WXcNI/AAAAAAAABAE/zFRAUmyOhSQ/s1600-h/IMG_0316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367739932269310162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sn4LB2WXcNI/AAAAAAAABAE/zFRAUmyOhSQ/s400/IMG_0316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At the hospital around 11 pm. Fresh from Heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;All is well in the Parkin home. We're still adjusting to our little guy . . . mostly the lack of sleep, but we've had more restful nights than sleepless nights, so I can't complain. Hayes is now 13 days old today and it's such a blessing having a newborn in the house. We just love him so much. He had a check-up with Doctor Jones yesterday. Weighing in at an impressive 9.4 lbs, Hayes has mastered the skill of nursing and Doc was thrilled with his weight gain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Olivia is attached to the little guy and will take him from my arms as soon as she wakes up. Davis has suprised us the most with his gentleness and concern for Hayes; there &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;IS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a soft side to my Davis. Chandler is a little uneasy when it comes to holding Hayes but always manages to give a kiss and hug.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I know it sounds cliche, but . . . it's hard to imagine our lives without Hayes -- we feel so complete. &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/4974174917425114791-5638831466186358613?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/5638831466186358613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=5638831466186358613' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/5638831466186358613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/5638831466186358613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/08/all-is-well.html' title='All Is Well'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sn4LDPtBj_I/AAAAAAAABAU/9fHg0CjPy14/s72-c/IMG_0338.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-8247284770792153433</id><published>2009-07-27T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T18:56:12.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hayes Michael Parkin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;July 26, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8 pounds, 11 ounces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;20 inches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sm5SM4rmvvI/AAAAAAAAA_w/dExUEiS0rSw/s1600-h/img_8456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363314587572027122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sm5SM4rmvvI/AAAAAAAAA_w/dExUEiS0rSw/s400/img_8456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sm5SMVG6aXI/AAAAAAAAA_o/G8ABd0_Lwu8/s1600-h/img_8450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363314578022885746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sm5SMVG6aXI/AAAAAAAAA_o/G8ABd0_Lwu8/s400/img_8450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sm5SMFyi-qI/AAAAAAAAA_g/l92q1URTStI/s1600-h/img_8445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363314573910932130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sm5SMFyi-qI/AAAAAAAAA_g/l92q1URTStI/s400/img_8445.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sm5Yx7XrzsI/AAAAAAAAA_8/qh60ATAB4ME/s1600-h/img_8437_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363321821018705602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sm5Yx7XrzsI/AAAAAAAAA_8/qh60ATAB4ME/s400/img_8437_0.jpg" 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/4974174917425114791-8247284770792153433?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/8247284770792153433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=8247284770792153433' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/8247284770792153433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/8247284770792153433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/07/hayes-michael-parkin.html' title='Hayes Michael Parkin'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sm5SM4rmvvI/AAAAAAAAA_w/dExUEiS0rSw/s72-c/img_8456.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-8857919748375595476</id><published>2009-07-22T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T11:20:01.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chandler's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SmdRPTMroKI/AAAAAAAAA_A/lasS4ao7S_g/s1600-h/IMG_0204.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Chandler turned 8 on July 9th! My sweet, baby boy is now a Cub Scout, 3rd grader, and soon to be baptized. He loves science and Art -- I think he'll work for NASA someday as a rocket engineer . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;His birthday started off with a family breakfast and presents. When asked what he wanted for breakfast Chandler replied, "Mom, you know what I like." He is so easy to please! He was excited to open a few presents before running off to the Summer Arts and Sports Camp -- several books that he wanted. It just so happened to be Crazy Hat Day so Jason made Chandler a Happy Birthday crown. Chandler won a prize for it and was thrilled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;After morning camp, I took the kids to see Ice Age III and invited Chandler's buddy, Nixson, to come. When Jason returned from work, we opened more presents and then we took him to dinner at DogHouse Grill -- his request. We came home and opened more presents and ate cake. We gave him Demi Lovato/David Archelata concert tickets for July 10th. It was a family trip to the SaveMart center and we had a good time. Even Jason said he liked Demi Lovato (well, liked her more than the Hannah Montana concert . . .)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;On Saturday, July 11th, Chandler invited a few friends over to do some science experiments. He decided to take advantage of my science background so I ordered some supplies and we had a mini-lab set up on our back porch. Being 9 months pregnant, I wasn't in the mood to have very many kids over for a "big" birthday party, and thankfully, Chandler was very understanding; just a few kids and the family making snow, goo, magic sand, geysers, and more. Chandler said it was "TOTALLY" cool. So, mission accomplished! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Now the next mission . . . getting him baptized! With the impending arrival of Baby #4, we decided to post-pone Chandler's baptism until September 5th. He didn't understand why he had to wait two months, but now is o.k. with waiting. Like I said, he is my super easy child to please and I love him to pieces. He is so giving, loving, and is my little peacemaker. I'm so blessed to be his mother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361341484373489186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SmdPrKeltiI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/YbvEuo4UZdk/s400/IMG_0180.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Chandler loves the Diary of a Wimpey Kid book series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SmdPqgHyFqI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/CYM6fTzZnBw/s1600-h/IMG_0161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361341473003542178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SmdPqgHyFqI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/CYM6fTzZnBw/s400/IMG_0161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First thing in the morning . . . waiting patiently&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SmdPrX-3clI/AAAAAAAAA-g/gF8G6UfsPwE/s1600-h/IMG_0198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361341487998530130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SmdPrX-3clI/AAAAAAAAA-g/gF8G6UfsPwE/s400/IMG_0198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh, that was a yummy chocolate cake. Vons makes the best cakes!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SmdPsUDktrI/AAAAAAAAA-w/wsk_lVTa80g/s1600-h/IMG_0256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361341504124401330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SmdPsUDktrI/AAAAAAAAA-w/wsk_lVTa80g/s400/IMG_0256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Opening up the telescope/microscope from G and G Parkin. Look at his expression!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SmdXboYKVZI/AAAAAAAAA_I/5vVyJygvNA8/s1600-h/IMG_0220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361350013614708114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SmdXboYKVZI/AAAAAAAAA_I/5vVyJygvNA8/s400/IMG_0220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Making snow! (Check out Steve Spangler Science on the web.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SmdPr-0SCGI/AAAAAAAAA-o/JIo45zyE7w8/s1600-h/IMG_0261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361341498423117922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SmdPr-0SCGI/AAAAAAAAA-o/JIo45zyE7w8/s400/IMG_0261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And cake number two -- YUMMY -- Indiana Jones theme&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-8857919748375595476?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/8857919748375595476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=8857919748375595476' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/8857919748375595476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/8857919748375595476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/07/chandlers-birthday.html' title='Chandler&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SmdPrKeltiI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/YbvEuo4UZdk/s72-c/IMG_0180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-8089077280338458838</id><published>2009-07-06T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T20:13:30.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We had a mellow, relaxing, and sunny 4th of July.  We spent the day hanging out as family -- swimming and eating snowcones;  it was perfect.  I didn't feel like having people over (gee, is it because I'm 9 months preggie?  I can barely walk).  When the sun went down,  the troops marched on over to the neighbors and we celebrated with fireworks.  Chandler was a bit uneasy about all of the illegal fireworks being launched across the street and dry ice bombs that were nearby (not us, of course).  Can't say I like dry ice bombs, either.  It was a little out-of-control this year in The Hood, but we had a great time watching the sky light up and hangin' with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SlK7BPvaebI/AAAAAAAAA-A/rN9sMUqIbFQ/s1600-h/fourth+of+july.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355548536976603570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SlK7BPvaebI/AAAAAAAAA-A/rN9sMUqIbFQ/s400/fourth+of+july.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/4974174917425114791-8089077280338458838?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/8089077280338458838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=8089077280338458838' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/8089077280338458838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/8089077280338458838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SlK7BPvaebI/AAAAAAAAA-A/rN9sMUqIbFQ/s72-c/fourth+of+july.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-3588147966434381534</id><published>2009-06-16T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T21:54:32.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving Me Crazy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;These boys are driving me CRAZY! BONKERS! LOONEY! Seriously, I've raised my voice (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o.k., maybe more like really, really raised my voice&lt;/span&gt;) and am starting to scare myself a little! Poor Olivia -- what if she has another baby brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sjh0hHWERKI/AAAAAAAAA94/r5SmcJxLNoE/s1600-h/IMG_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348152669758571682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sjh0hHWERKI/AAAAAAAAA94/r5SmcJxLNoE/s400/IMG_0053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sjh0giOQtGI/AAAAAAAAA9w/jhrAsC-JCY8/s1600-h/IMG_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348152659793720418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sjh0giOQtGI/AAAAAAAAA9w/jhrAsC-JCY8/s400/IMG_0056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sjh0gY7jhDI/AAAAAAAAA9o/rYCJ1Lfgb3I/s1600-h/IMG_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348152657299342386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sjh0gY7jhDI/AAAAAAAAA9o/rYCJ1Lfgb3I/s400/IMG_0049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sjh0gOJdqsI/AAAAAAAAA9g/Gc0xqs9V6cA/s1600-h/IMG_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348152654404889282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sjh0gOJdqsI/AAAAAAAAA9g/Gc0xqs9V6cA/s400/IMG_0046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sjh0f8d3ywI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/9tRhaWe6T_Q/s1600-h/IMG_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-3588147966434381534?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/3588147966434381534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=3588147966434381534' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/3588147966434381534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/3588147966434381534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/06/driving-me-crazy.html' title='Driving Me Crazy!'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sjh0hHWERKI/AAAAAAAAA94/r5SmcJxLNoE/s72-c/IMG_0053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-5894873443263086197</id><published>2009-06-08T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T20:33:04.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids</title><content type='html'>My friend, Nicole, took some amazing shots of the kids about a week ago. Thanks, Nicole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Si3VEd3Cj_I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/KZek1wQj6wE/s1600-h/IMGP8067+edit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345162605470322674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Si3VEd3Cj_I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/KZek1wQj6wE/s400/IMGP8067+edit1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OLIVIA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Si3VD4e7eCI/AAAAAAAAA9A/ba0-m199BWw/s1600-h/IMGP8054+edit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345162595437082658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Si3VD4e7eCI/AAAAAAAAA9A/ba0-m199BWw/s400/IMGP8054+edit1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHANDLER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Si3VEBXHpBI/AAAAAAAAA9I/ebhofFy95EI/s1600-h/IMGP8066+edit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345162597820245010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Si3VEBXHpBI/AAAAAAAAA9I/ebhofFy95EI/s400/IMGP8066+edit1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DAVIS &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Si3TQpWbTJI/AAAAAAAAA84/ByWH1NGKlxU/s1600-h/IMGP8073+edit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345160615689931922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Si3TQpWbTJI/AAAAAAAAA84/ByWH1NGKlxU/s400/IMGP8073+edit1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One more of Liv -- I love this pose!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Si3TQUMhTmI/AAAAAAAAA8o/45x9xim_DlY/s1600-h/IMGP7972+cinema.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345160610011237986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Si3TQUMhTmI/AAAAAAAAA8o/45x9xim_DlY/s400/IMGP7972+cinema.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our 3 kiddies . . . and #4 is almost here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Si3TPzQ8eXI/AAAAAAAAA8g/W1vEN7TB0BA/s1600-h/IMGP7967+cinema.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Si3TPuvRSVI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/0dxY-qGsbyM/s1600-h/IMGP7969+edit2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-5894873443263086197?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/5894873443263086197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=5894873443263086197' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/5894873443263086197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/5894873443263086197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/06/kids.html' title='Kids'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/Si3VEd3Cj_I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/KZek1wQj6wE/s72-c/IMGP8067+edit1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-502755388552523820</id><published>2009-05-29T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T15:50:40.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 35 To Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;My 35th birthday was a perfect day . . . received many phone calls, texts, cards, and emails wishing me a happy day, had some serenity time by the pool, took Olivia with me for a pedicure (she was so surprised), ate sugar and real food, and was completely spoiled by my handsome husband. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here's why: After a long day and night at work, Jason went grocery shopping a few minutes before midnight to buy me my favorite fruits for breakfast. He then decorated the downstairs with balloons and streamers until 1:30 am. At 5:30 am, he slaved in the kitchen to make me breakfast in bed and gave me the most beautiful card ever. He rushed home on his very short lunch hour to buy me my favorite birthday cake: TCBY white chocolate mousse with chocolate cake. When he came home at 5:30, we had a family party and he presented me with wonderful presents, picked up the babysitter, and took me to Max's with our good friends, Matt and Nicole, also May 28 birthday girl. I could go on and on . . . thank you, Jason, for being my best friend and ensuring that I had a special day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SiBJr71HomI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/LeivEfaQ4sA/s1600-h/IMG_3645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341350177205101154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SiBJr71HomI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/LeivEfaQ4sA/s800/IMG_3645.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Jason is the best! And still loves me even though I drive him crazy with all of my pregnancy complaints . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SiBJqmqEppI/AAAAAAAAA74/AfqUYsQ2Zk8/s1600-h/IMG_3671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341350154341754514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SiBJqmqEppI/AAAAAAAAA74/AfqUYsQ2Zk8/s800/IMG_3671.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SiBJqdj5vDI/AAAAAAAAA7w/iiSbDpkBP9o/s1600-h/IMG_3649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341350151899954226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 600px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SiBJqdj5vDI/AAAAAAAAA7w/iiSbDpkBP9o/s800/IMG_3649.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Classic Davis picture. Look at my growing belly . . . 8 more weeks!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-502755388552523820?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/502755388552523820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=502755388552523820' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/502755388552523820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/502755388552523820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-35-to-me.html' title='Happy 35 To Me!'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SiBJr71HomI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/LeivEfaQ4sA/s72-c/IMG_3645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-5804624444949515298</id><published>2009-05-27T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:48:23.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Be Young Again</title><content type='html'>Somedays I wish I could turn the ticking biological clock back to my childhood years in beautiful Oregon; life was simple then. Pony-tails, girly-girl dresses, sisters, brothers, hugs from mom and dad.. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my children feel the same someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sh4UrDcl-sI/AAAAAAAAA7o/dMKUR5469lE/s1600-h/chandlerfamily2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340728938000153282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sh4UrDcl-sI/AAAAAAAAA7o/dMKUR5469lE/s800/chandlerfamily2.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/4974174917425114791-5804624444949515298?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/5804624444949515298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=5804624444949515298' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/5804624444949515298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/5804624444949515298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-be-young-again.html' title='To Be Young Again'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sh4UrDcl-sI/AAAAAAAAA7o/dMKUR5469lE/s72-c/chandlerfamily2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-8892521731978464702</id><published>2009-05-24T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T16:37:49.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Chandler</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/ShnZct3-K8I/AAAAAAAAA7g/7tK91DnE2eU/s1600-h/IMG_1463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339537920598354882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/ShnZct3-K8I/AAAAAAAAA7g/7tK91DnE2eU/s400/IMG_1463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chandler prayed that Mommy's itches will go away . . . and through the faith and prayer of a child, my itches/rash ARE disappearing! I love this little guy. He is a spiritual giant -- and he's only 7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-8892521731978464702?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/8892521731978464702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=8892521731978464702' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/8892521731978464702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/8892521731978464702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-chandler.html' title='My Chandler'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/ShnZct3-K8I/AAAAAAAAA7g/7tK91DnE2eU/s72-c/IMG_1463.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-6860555783000105919</id><published>2009-05-17T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T19:13:09.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Olivia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Happy Birthday to our Princess Olivia! How blessed we are to have her in our lives! We had a wonderful weekend celebrating #10. Yesterday Jason and I gave her an envelope with cash and told her she could spend it however her little heart desired. The girls spent the morning shopping while the boys ordered her cake and bought her a few other presents -- a softball mitt and pink softball! We swam in the pool and then enjoyed a yummy dinner at DogHouse Grill. After dinner we watched Back to the Future III &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(even Mommy who rarely watches movies . . . .). &lt;/span&gt;This morning the boys, Dad and Mom made Olivia a delicious breakfast -- bacon, German pancakes, and fresh fruit. Off to church and then home again for dinner and chocolate cake (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Olivia was lucky that Davis didn't choose a PowerRangers cake . . .)&lt;/span&gt;. Phone calls from all 4 grandparents and cousin added an extra touch to her special day. We love you, Baby Girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336977319375201282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/ShDAmG-s5AI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/cFizJxFwfBg/s400/scan0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sleeping Beauty -- 9 days old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/ShC7P8cPpmI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/cblbOSPBb2g/s1600-h/IMG_3589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336971441031063138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/ShC7P8cPpmI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/cblbOSPBb2g/s400/IMG_3589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ten years later . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/ShC7PkDAmiI/AAAAAAAAA7I/PPZG4bSx_SU/s1600-h/IMG_3614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336971434482768418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/ShC7PkDAmiI/AAAAAAAAA7I/PPZG4bSx_SU/s400/IMG_3614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;How sweet is that?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/ShC7PtgnvcI/AAAAAAAAA7A/Tu-Pf2jYuoQ/s1600-h/IMG_3603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336971437022887362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/ShC7PtgnvcI/AAAAAAAAA7A/Tu-Pf2jYuoQ/s400/IMG_3603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Liv and Mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/ShC7PVvZnfI/AAAAAAAAA64/OfL4lpf9aMo/s1600-h/IMG_3618.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336971430642425330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/ShC7PVvZnfI/AAAAAAAAA64/OfL4lpf9aMo/s400/IMG_3618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Liv will always be Daddy's Girl! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/ShC7POmy8CI/AAAAAAAAA6w/moV0O-_W4CQ/s1600-h/IMG_3623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336971428727287842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/ShC7POmy8CI/AAAAAAAAA6w/moV0O-_W4CQ/s400/IMG_3623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Double-digit candles!&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/4974174917425114791-6860555783000105919?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/6860555783000105919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=6860555783000105919' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/6860555783000105919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/6860555783000105919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-olivia.html' title='Happy Birthday, Olivia!'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/ShDAmG-s5AI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/cFizJxFwfBg/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-7618386699297357346</id><published>2009-05-13T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T20:07:44.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am a Walking Itch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SguJ-uvvrMI/AAAAAAAAA6o/v6MncfVU5HE/s1600-h/5611JFP_PhotoRounds-fig2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335509894343666882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SguJ-uvvrMI/AAAAAAAAA6o/v6MncfVU5HE/s400/5611JFP_PhotoRounds-fig2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SguJ-sOXVNI/AAAAAAAAA6g/96YkVOFxILk/s1600-h/5611JFP_PhotoRounds-fig1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335509893666788562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SguJ-sOXVNI/AAAAAAAAA6g/96YkVOFxILk/s400/5611JFP_PhotoRounds-fig1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I ate alot of mangos last week and thought I was having an allergic reaction to this delicious fruit. Nope. The itching and bumps started on Friday night and have intesified and taken over my stomach, thighs, legs, and feet. I am a hostage to these red bumps. How nice that the face is spared from these unsightly intruders! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I raced to my doctor on Monday who said I either have PUPPPS or IHC. I was sent to the lab and enjoyed a nice prick to draw some blood to check for IHC. IHC is a potentially harmful condition and is caused by "leaking" bile salts in the bloodstream. Both conditions are fairly uncommon and miserable and last until delivery. Oh, and they get WORSE as the mother progesses into the final days of pregnancy. So, technically I have about 11 weeks of a nightmare itch, rash, and Benadryl unless my wonderful doc feels sorry for me and relieves me of my itch.  I'm hoping that I don't have IHC . . . &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/4974174917425114791-7618386699297357346?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/7618386699297357346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=7618386699297357346' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/7618386699297357346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/7618386699297357346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-walking-itch.html' title='I Am a Walking Itch'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SguJ-uvvrMI/AAAAAAAAA6o/v6MncfVU5HE/s72-c/5611JFP_PhotoRounds-fig2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-994633078872222200</id><published>2009-04-28T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T19:54:50.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Future MLB All-Star</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you know Davis, you know that he LOVES sports -- especially baseball. At age two, Davis was hitting pitched balls and watching the World Series play offs. I remember Davis standing in front of the T.V. in September 2005 and asking for "ball, ball, ball, ball" until I figured out that he wanted to watch ESPN. It was during the World Series and the little guy climbed up on the couch and watched for hours. This year I fibbed (forgive me) about his age and signed him up for the Rookies. Although the belt, socks, and pants are too big, I am so glad I followed my instinct and signed Davis up for the Big League. The boy is in Heaven! Last night at the game I overheard a mother say to another mother, "Davis is so small, but he is so good!" Yep, that sums it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sfe90RAMSkI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/YV2Gv826wqk/s1600-h/davisredsox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329937389631326786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sfe90RAMSkI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/YV2Gv826wqk/s400/davisredsox.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sfe9z0MRaMI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/4Zq-4qrtg4w/s1600-h/davisredsox2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329937381897365698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sfe9z0MRaMI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/4Zq-4qrtg4w/s400/davisredsox2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sfe9zSr6heI/AAAAAAAAA6I/7r9G1GvoeUo/s1600-h/davisredsox4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329937372903278050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sfe9zSr6heI/AAAAAAAAA6I/7r9G1GvoeUo/s400/davisredsox4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sfe9zFdz1eI/AAAAAAAAA6A/C_GdVDCHyc0/s1600-h/davisredsox3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329937369354458594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sfe9zFdz1eI/AAAAAAAAA6A/C_GdVDCHyc0/s400/davisredsox3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-994633078872222200?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/994633078872222200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=994633078872222200' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/994633078872222200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/994633078872222200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/04/future-mlb-all-star.html' title='Future MLB All-Star'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sfe90RAMSkI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/YV2Gv826wqk/s72-c/davisredsox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-5319059474047683896</id><published>2009-04-19T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T15:19:20.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got Wood?  Got Nails?  Got Tools?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Idea:&lt;/span&gt; Build a totally awesome, two-story clubhouse with porch and benches. We had to convince the boys that a Pirate Ship (as pictured in the book) wouldn't fit in our backyard (nor would it fit in with the budget).&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;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;How-To-Build-an-Amazing-Clubhouse Book:&lt;/span&gt; Santa brought it!&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;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tools:&lt;/span&gt; in the garage, in the house, and several scavenger hunts to find the missing hammers (DAVIS!) &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;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wood and Nails:&lt;/span&gt; Ace, Home Depot, and Lowe's and a trip to the Kellogg's to borrow the green truck to haul the plywood. (Jason wants a green truck now. He's earned himself one after this project . . . .)&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;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Time with the boys&lt;/span&gt;: PRICELESS. We're about 6 weeks into construction. Our goal is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mid-June. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SeuQzWi7WjI/AAAAAAAAA5o/T4MRMSSKGH8/s1600-h/IMG_3539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326510196195547698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SeuQzWi7WjI/AAAAAAAAA5o/T4MRMSSKGH8/s400/IMG_3539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Where are the hard hats?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SeuQzDLp9RI/AAAAAAAAA5g/0azDh6Yiiw8/s1600-h/IMG_3547.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SeuQywYlpGI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/CepLEud-gos/s1600-h/IMG_3536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326510185951634530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SeuQywYlpGI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/CepLEud-gos/s400/IMG_3536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Surprisingly, Jason is the one that smashed his finger. Although, we've had some close calls with all three. My boys love to hammer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326510200626411186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SeuQznDU9rI/AAAAAAAAA5w/S5CVtvga86c/s400/IMG_3544.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;April 4th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SeuimPOUMPI/AAAAAAAAA54/KNAm8i6DsxU/s1600-h/IMG_3567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326529762101047538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SeuimPOUMPI/AAAAAAAAA54/KNAm8i6DsxU/s400/IMG_3567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;April 18th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-5319059474047683896?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/5319059474047683896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=5319059474047683896' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/5319059474047683896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/5319059474047683896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/04/got-wood-got-nails-got-tools.html' title='Got Wood?  Got Nails?  Got Tools?'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SeuQzWi7WjI/AAAAAAAAA5o/T4MRMSSKGH8/s72-c/IMG_3539.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-6623417241687876723</id><published>2009-04-17T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T20:19:29.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SelDoLQt2hI/AAAAAAAAA5I/59V0xqUHBZQ/s1600-h/IMG_3551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325862391839054354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SelDoLQt2hI/AAAAAAAAA5I/59V0xqUHBZQ/s400/IMG_3551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Davis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SelDn0x7UdI/AAAAAAAAA5A/IaKa9SNzazM/s1600-h/IMG_3553.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325862385804333522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SelDn0x7UdI/AAAAAAAAA5A/IaKa9SNzazM/s400/IMG_3553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Chandler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SelDns2HeWI/AAAAAAAAA44/SvY6v-1I1r8/s1600-h/IMG_3554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325862383674423650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SelDns2HeWI/AAAAAAAAA44/SvY6v-1I1r8/s400/IMG_3554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Olivia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SelDnWEU51I/AAAAAAAAA4w/ISJHuOk5Blc/s1600-h/easter+kids.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325862377560008530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SelDnWEU51I/AAAAAAAAA4w/ISJHuOk5Blc/s400/easter+kids.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My Beautiful Kids&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SelDnLlE4gI/AAAAAAAAA4o/UnHXXM-rOAU/s1600-h/davis.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325862374744580610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SelDnLlE4gI/AAAAAAAAA4o/UnHXXM-rOAU/s400/davis.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Davis reminds us that Easter is about our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. This was his idea. He wanted a picture with Jesus.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-6623417241687876723?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/6623417241687876723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=6623417241687876723' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/6623417241687876723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/6623417241687876723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SelDoLQt2hI/AAAAAAAAA5I/59V0xqUHBZQ/s72-c/IMG_3551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-4870932862166539705</id><published>2009-04-07T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T19:09:12.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Escape</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My handsome husband and I escaped to Wailea, Maui, on March 27th for 6 nights. After an unexpected delay in San Francisco (the pilots refused to fly aircraft due to it's unacceptable condition, whatever that means) and waiting patiently for 3 hours for a new plane and 5 hour flight, we made it to the gorgeous island of Maui. This year we stayed in Wailea instead of Ka'anapali and loved it! The hotels were at 30% capacity, no rain, no kids, yummy food, great friends, comfy bed, shaved ice, Lava Flows by the Serenity pool, beautiful flowers, morning walks, Hula Girl excursions, snorkeling with dolphins . . . I could go on and on. If you haven't been to Maui, save your money and head over there! It's truly paradise. I can't wait to go back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SdwBMzmFs5I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/B9cgKgcXEF4/s1600-h/IMG_3517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322130179165107090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SdwBMzmFs5I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/B9cgKgcXEF4/s400/IMG_3517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hanging out by the pool (ah, literally hangin' out). Talking to the kids. They missed us! Ok, we missed them, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SdwAFOPba9I/AAAAAAAAA34/Yf3iv-tGEUE/s1600-h/IMG_3480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322128949367237586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SdwAFOPba9I/AAAAAAAAA34/Yf3iv-tGEUE/s400/IMG_3480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oceanview rooms, beautiful greenery, not a soul in sight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SdwAE_ORuWI/AAAAAAAAA3w/6d3uW6zACso/s1600-h/IMG_3471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322128945335875938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SdwAE_ORuWI/AAAAAAAAA3w/6d3uW6zACso/s400/IMG_3471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Golfing at The Planation in Kapalua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SdwAEiIXquI/AAAAAAAAA3o/5gj_PPEkCIs/s1600-h/IMG_3451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322128937526471394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SdwAEiIXquI/AAAAAAAAA3o/5gj_PPEkCIs/s400/IMG_3451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunday night BBQ on the beach and watching the sunset. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SdwBNCJe1iI/AAAAAAAAA4g/cLHpngGCuSc/s1600-h/IMG_3456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322130183071651362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SdwBNCJe1iI/AAAAAAAAA4g/cLHpngGCuSc/s400/IMG_3456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SdwAEca35CI/AAAAAAAAA3g/dDCxweupVfM/s1600-h/IMG_3434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322128935993467938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SdwAEca35CI/AAAAAAAAA3g/dDCxweupVfM/s400/IMG_3434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good friends. I love Alison. She is a beautiful, kind, PATIENT, humble, and giving person. This beach was down the road from the Marriott where we stayed. Clint Eastwood's home is the first house on the left. Tiger Woods owns a home a few doors down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SdwAEG6ZxEI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/BlEGBle1s9k/s1600-h/IMG_3426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322128930220131394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SdwAEG6ZxEI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/BlEGBle1s9k/s400/IMG_3426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love flowers. The red flowers belong to the ginger family. I took a trillion pictures in front of the flowers! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sdv_Fwg7QEI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/oG6Dz63svSI/s1600-h/IMG_3386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322127859055804482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sdv_Fwg7QEI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/oG6Dz63svSI/s400/IMG_3386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A cute wedding chapel on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sdv_FxQ67GI/AAAAAAAAA3I/480W7zLMGdI/s1600-h/IMG_3380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322127859257109602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sdv_FxQ67GI/AAAAAAAAA3I/480W7zLMGdI/s400/IMG_3380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Outside our hotel room. A strange man asked to take pictures of us. My hair was not cooperating so I'm not too excited about the pictures, but the guy is hot! And the view is breathtaking! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sdv_FocCSXI/AAAAAAAAA3A/l6j6SKtfH-I/s1600-h/IMG_3360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322127856887810418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sdv_FocCSXI/AAAAAAAAA3A/l6j6SKtfH-I/s400/IMG_3360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Marriott has the coolest pool! It looks like it flows into the ocean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sdv_Fv-x6CI/AAAAAAAAA24/ov9Nc17F1lk/s1600-h/IMG_3354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322127858912585762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sdv_Fv-x6CI/AAAAAAAAA24/ov9Nc17F1lk/s400/IMG_3354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another shot of the Serenity pool -- adults only! It was so quiet. You can see the floating cabana and palm trees that blend in with the ocean. There's actually a rocky, lava beach below the pool.&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/4974174917425114791-4870932862166539705?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/4870932862166539705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=4870932862166539705' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/4870932862166539705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/4870932862166539705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/04/sweet-escape.html' title='Sweet Escape'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SdwBMzmFs5I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/B9cgKgcXEF4/s72-c/IMG_3517.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-7847245374431644156</id><published>2009-03-24T16:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T16:52:56.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Shawn, Happy Davis!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SclxqSOzhEI/AAAAAAAAA2o/qLnMl_CpmqE/s1600-h/IMG_3286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316905806349960258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SclxqSOzhEI/AAAAAAAAA2o/qLnMl_CpmqE/s400/IMG_3286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The cookies were a hit! Shawn, the Leprechaun, did not play any silly tricks on Davis and Chandler, and instead left a little treat. The treat was left on the doorstep late in the evening and Davis screamed in delight at the glowing green mug filled to the brim with gold chocolate coins and Reeses Peanut Butter Cups. Chandler looked for the little green guy and after a disappointing Leprechaun hunt concluded, "Shawn was transported back to Ireland." Oh, how I wish I was young, innocent, and imaginative like my boys.&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/4974174917425114791-7847245374431644156?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/7847245374431644156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=7847245374431644156' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/7847245374431644156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/7847245374431644156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-shawn-happy-davis.html' title='Happy Shawn, Happy Davis!'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SclxqSOzhEI/AAAAAAAAA2o/qLnMl_CpmqE/s72-c/IMG_3286.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-4307287086385105686</id><published>2009-03-16T21:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T21:35:42.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweets for Shawn</title><content type='html'>Oh, to be in Kindergarten again! Davis has been learning about Ireland, St. Patrick's Day, and Shawn, the Leprechaun. Shawn has been taunting Davis' class for a week -- leaving footprints, eating treats, writing notes, and leaving his little green pants on the playground. In hopes of keeping the peace with the pesty Leprechaun, Davis and Chandler each wrote Shawn notes and taped them to the bottom of our front door. They have been there for days! Tonight we decided to bake and decorate cookies for Shawn to keep him happy. (Nothing fancy with our cookies -- some gummy worms, green and yellow sparkly frosting, sprinkles, and we just slap it on! Davis tried to add some gold to his cookies . . . .)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sb8hdJfkkiI/AAAAAAAAA1w/rIIlKBZiVyI/s1600-h/IMG_3268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314002869968736802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sb8hdJfkkiI/AAAAAAAAA1w/rIIlKBZiVyI/s400/IMG_3268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sb8heI9S_mI/AAAAAAAAA2I/aWRBzJ9ZjHI/s1600-h/IMG_3275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314002887004847714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sb8heI9S_mI/AAAAAAAAA2I/aWRBzJ9ZjHI/s400/IMG_3275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sb8hdgkMhSI/AAAAAAAAA2A/LXBCAXKvQjw/s1600-h/IMG_3272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314002876162147618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sb8hdgkMhSI/AAAAAAAAA2A/LXBCAXKvQjw/s400/IMG_3272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sb8hdWwkDFI/AAAAAAAAA14/rkBmsvkdQxo/s1600-h/IMG_3270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314002873529666642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sb8hdWwkDFI/AAAAAAAAA14/rkBmsvkdQxo/s400/IMG_3270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sb8iUplbE2I/AAAAAAAAA2g/WfCX6uuSIdA/s1600-h/IMG_3273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314003823476020066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sb8iUplbE2I/AAAAAAAAA2g/WfCX6uuSIdA/s400/IMG_3273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sb8iUicQ5wI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/gcAFlJlOAt4/s1600-h/IMG_3280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314003821558556418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sb8iUicQ5wI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/gcAFlJlOAt4/s400/IMG_3280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sb8iUGHHhRI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/_vbUGYqF1b8/s1600-h/IMG_3278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314003813953668370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sb8iUGHHhRI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/_vbUGYqF1b8/s400/IMG_3278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-4307287086385105686?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/4307287086385105686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=4307287086385105686' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/4307287086385105686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/4307287086385105686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/03/sweets-for-shawn.html' title='Sweets for Shawn'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/Sb8hdJfkkiI/AAAAAAAAA1w/rIIlKBZiVyI/s72-c/IMG_3268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-6878313583672743695</id><published>2009-03-09T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T20:20:18.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O.k, my blog is no longer in trouble. I've been lazy. Some days I come home, lay in bed and do &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;n-o-t-h-i-n-g&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I pooped out after 4 back-to-back weekends of out-of-town excursions, an overwhelming, swamped two weeks of work for WASC, and Baby 4 growing inside my wee belly (not so wee, let me tell ya). This week is extra crazy with Olivia's play opening on Thursday and Davis' baseball started tonight with 2 hour practices. Yes, two hour practices for 5/6 year olds. (Confession: I fibbed about Davey's age but he was ready for the Big League.  He was awesome tonight and the other parents were amazed!) I hope to get off the lazy bus soon and post something spectacular. Love to you all! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-6878313583672743695?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/6878313583672743695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=6878313583672743695' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/6878313583672743695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/6878313583672743695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/03/lazy.html' title='Lazy'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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-4974174917425114791.post-4571893545966977525</id><published>2009-02-27T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T16:00:12.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trouble</title><content type='html'>Something is wrong with my blog.  Need to fix it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-4571893545966977525?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/4571893545966977525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=4571893545966977525' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/4571893545966977525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/4571893545966977525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/02/trouble.html' title='Trouble'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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-4974174917425114791.post-1609053998944391139</id><published>2009-02-24T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T17:18:03.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend in Oregon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chandler and I snuck away and spent the weekend in the beautiful, green, and nothing-quite-compares Portland, Oregon. We left on Friday and returned on Monday -- too short! Chandler loved playing with his cousins, following Grandpa Chandler around the house and to work sites, and working with Grandma on a "Save the Pandas" project. He absolutely loved the trees and even built a tree fort. Chandler was overheard telling Cade, his cousin, how lucky he was to live in Oregon. Admittedly, I had the same thought while I was there! I enjoyed time with my family, and had a wonderful, over-due visit with my dear friend, Jessica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SaSYQKOFN9I/AAAAAAAAA1I/avwWuNw732Q/s1600-h/IMG_3259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306533664338032594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SaSYQKOFN9I/AAAAAAAAA1I/avwWuNw732Q/s400/IMG_3259.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hiding in Grandpa's tree. He DID NOT want to come out to take the picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SaSYQY6n9uI/AAAAAAAAA1g/e3pfimnOOtc/s1600-h/Feb_092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306533668282955490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SaSYQY6n9uI/AAAAAAAAA1g/e3pfimnOOtc/s400/Feb_092.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cousins: Cade, Chandler, Cole. Cade and Chandler are only a day apart.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SaSYQZvEjaI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/lKIkadIwaCE/s1600-h/Feb_087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306533668502932898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SaSYQZvEjaI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/lKIkadIwaCE/s400/Feb_087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Me and Mike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SaSYQZvsTFI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/jUZC-mdPjM8/s1600-h/jessbecky.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306533668505537618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SaSYQZvsTFI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/jUZC-mdPjM8/s400/jessbecky.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Me and my Jessica. This was a 15 year reunion -- too long! I miss her. We were good friends at BHS and it was so good to reconnect. We met at Red Robin because that is our old stomping ground (mudd pie and guys). We talked and talked and talked. I loved hearing about the 10 year high school reunion that I chose not to attend. I can't wait to see you again, Jess.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SaSYQKOFN9I/AAAAAAAAA1I/avwWuNw732Q/s1600-h/IMG_3259.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-1609053998944391139?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/1609053998944391139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=1609053998944391139' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/1609053998944391139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/1609053998944391139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekend-in-oregon.html' title='Weekend in Oregon'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SaSYQKOFN9I/AAAAAAAAA1I/avwWuNw732Q/s72-c/IMG_3259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-3813466874565436624</id><published>2009-02-19T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T21:02:30.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wicked Time in San Francisco</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a beautiful, sunny, smiley day in the City by the Bay. Nicole and I were fortunate to travel with Crescent View Charter High School elective classes (about 20 students and 7 adults) to San Francisco to see a matinee performance of Wicked. Nicole is the choir director and I am her accompanist, as well as science teacher at the school. We saw Wicked in Hollywood with our husbands about 1 1/2 years ago and I have been itching to see it again. Three students canceled at the last minute so I was able to take Olivia, her friend, Ryann, and Danielle, a friend's daughter. The show was just as fabulous in San Francisco as it was in Hollywood -- and I can't wait to see it again. Maybe Broadway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304730186854672002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SZ4v_9DDpoI/AAAAAAAAA0w/x3QRQou7aaE/s400/DSC02859.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Nicole wore a green scarf -- perfect for the Emerald City. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304730183895212770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SZ4v_yBd4uI/AAAAAAAAA0o/pyKdIgfgqJw/s400/DSC02864.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Checking out the Bay at Pier 39. We ate lunch at Hard Rock Cafe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SZ4uyEXHk4I/AAAAAAAAA0I/U78DAlNjSCQ/s1600-h/IMG_3252.JPG"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SZ4ux5t9jMI/AAAAAAAAA0A/35bGdR8U8-o/s1600-h/IMG_3250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304728845931089090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SZ4ux5t9jMI/AAAAAAAAA0A/35bGdR8U8-o/s400/IMG_3250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was so excited to see the Wicked banner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SZ4v_yCRmpI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/nx7ZAr2vDfQ/s1600-h/DSC02869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304730183898602130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SZ4v_yCRmpI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/nx7ZAr2vDfQ/s400/DSC02869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Goofin' off on the charter bus after the performance. Long ride home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SZ4uxuJaGgI/AAAAAAAAAzw/Q340ercp-lw/s1600-h/IMG_3249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304728842824980994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SZ4uxuJaGgI/AAAAAAAAAzw/Q340ercp-lw/s400/IMG_3249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This mysterious, yet cute creature followed me all over San Francisco. Feeling sorry for the homeless manimal, Olivia asked if we could bring him home. I didn't mind the the weird noises but the hot breath down my neck was something else. I shared my donut holes and fish-n-chips 'cuz he looked like he hadn't eaten a hearty meal in weeks. I accidently left him caged at school for a long four day weekend. I'm gonna miss him over the weekend -- hope someone feeds him and lets him out of the cage for a few hours. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-3813466874565436624?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/3813466874565436624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=3813466874565436624' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/3813466874565436624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/3813466874565436624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/02/wicked-time-in-san-francisco.html' title='A Wicked Time in San Francisco'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SZ4v_9DDpoI/AAAAAAAAA0w/x3QRQou7aaE/s72-c/DSC02859.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-2416890253974354627</id><published>2009-02-14T15:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T09:58:30.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Birthday</title><content type='html'>Valentine's Day is extra special for us. It's Jason's birthday --- and how he loves being a Valentine's Day Baby! Ha! He thinks it's a day for girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SZdTI6_2WvI/AAAAAAAAAzY/dS97q75NxO4/s1600-h/IMG_3229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302798498993167090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SZdTI6_2WvI/AAAAAAAAAzY/dS97q75NxO4/s400/IMG_3229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cheesecake with peanut butter M &amp;amp; M's -- his favorite!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SZdTJEU1O2I/AAAAAAAAAzg/oX4N0O7oK7M/s1600-h/IMG_3230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302798501497092962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SZdTJEU1O2I/AAAAAAAAAzg/oX4N0O7oK7M/s400/IMG_3230.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;How many candles?&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SZdTJVUcAMI/AAAAAAAAAzo/4LTasjl2_V0/s1600-h/IMG_3231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302798506058842306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SZdTJVUcAMI/AAAAAAAAAzo/4LTasjl2_V0/s400/IMG_3231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All of my Valentines! Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-2416890253974354627?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/2416890253974354627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=2416890253974354627' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/2416890253974354627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/2416890253974354627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-birthday.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SZdTI6_2WvI/AAAAAAAAAzY/dS97q75NxO4/s72-c/IMG_3229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-2949440155215239764</id><published>2009-02-10T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T20:30:40.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jewel Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SZT3UcVqdpI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/4XRk3qNM9Uc/s1600-h/jewelgirls(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302134591898416786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 346px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SZT3UcVqdpI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/4XRk3qNM9Uc/s400/jewelgirls(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Me, Tina, Brittney, Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kelly is celebrating a birthday this week and Brittney masterminded a surprise Girl's Night Out for the beautiful birthday girl. We took Kelly to Chile's for dinner (her fave) and then drove to Table Mountain to see Jewel perform. Kelly had no idea and squealed in delight when we handed her the concert ticket -- as she was walking through the doors to the theater. Jewel has a soothing voice and it was an acoustic tour. Very relaxing, a sing-a-long kinda night. Amazing! I love these girls! We had a great time. Happy 35th, Kelly!&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/4974174917425114791-2949440155215239764?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/2949440155215239764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=2949440155215239764' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/2949440155215239764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/2949440155215239764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/02/jewel-girls.html' title='Jewel Girls'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SZT3UcVqdpI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/4XRk3qNM9Uc/s72-c/jewelgirls(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-8846932805634616444</id><published>2009-02-08T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T19:41:54.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SY-gawc3cVI/AAAAAAAAAy8/YPBH6YTZBkw/s1600-h/IMG_3205.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The Happiest Place on Earth proved to be happy once again. Nearly four years since our last visit, the kids were excited for this mini-vacation (and so were me and Jason). We stayed in the Disneyland Hotel and enjoyed 3 days of park hopping, food, and family time. Jason's brother, Trenton, and his family, joined us on Saturday which was a highlight of our trip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SY-faRs0EeI/AAAAAAAAAx8/9kzPK4qgsA0/s1600-h/IMG_3136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300630560215142882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SY-faRs0EeI/AAAAAAAAAx8/9kzPK4qgsA0/s400/IMG_3136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First photo of the day -- all smiles and it's sunny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SY-fbKGtWvI/AAAAAAAAAyc/mA7kLeGV3Lk/s1600-h/IMG_3171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300630575356140274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SY-fbKGtWvI/AAAAAAAAAyc/mA7kLeGV3Lk/s400/IMG_3171.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Davis wanted to see Mickey's house immediately. No stoppin' to see Minnie.&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SY-fa_tiDhI/AAAAAAAAAyM/fVGFju-mvAg/s1600-h/IMG_3157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300630572566187538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SY-fa_tiDhI/AAAAAAAAAyM/fVGFju-mvAg/s400/IMG_3157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chandler was chosen to attend Jedi training. He feels complete now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SY-fa1UDVRI/AAAAAAAAAyU/89CMpLIoTEg/s1600-h/IMG_3159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300630569774961938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SY-fa1UDVRI/AAAAAAAAAyU/89CMpLIoTEg/s400/IMG_3159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chandler takes down Darth Vader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SY-fam81sVI/AAAAAAAAAyE/yN_qChsaa_U/s1600-h/IMG_3141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300630565919502674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SY-fam81sVI/AAAAAAAAAyE/yN_qChsaa_U/s400/IMG_3141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chandler and I were in a different rocket. I laughed the whole time. Olivia and Davis look petrified. I think this was Davis' first "thrill" rollercoaster. I decided that a pregnant belly and Space Mountain aren't a good mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SY-gawc3cVI/AAAAAAAAAy8/YPBH6YTZBkw/s1600-h/IMG_3205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300631667981381970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SY-gawc3cVI/AAAAAAAAAy8/YPBH6YTZBkw/s400/IMG_3205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the ONLY teacup I'll EVER sit in. Teacups and me -- not a good combo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SY-ga03-iVI/AAAAAAAAAy0/PiFm3GjREFU/s1600-h/IMG_3192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300631669168834898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SY-ga03-iVI/AAAAAAAAAy0/PiFm3GjREFU/s400/IMG_3192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Olivia and I pooped out early the 2nd day but not the boys! They played until the park closed Friday night -- rain and all. They walked into the hotel room and I had to stop them at the door. Soaking wet -- and all smiles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SY-gaZ1wYrI/AAAAAAAAAys/gLS6j6nR8tg/s1600-h/IMG_3174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300631661911761586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SY-gaZ1wYrI/AAAAAAAAAys/gLS6j6nR8tg/s400/IMG_3174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Disneyland -- where dreams come true! Jason's childhood dream was fulfilled. He enjoyed a delicious meal at the Blue Bayou -- the "outdoor" restaurant along the Pirates of the Carribean ride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SY-gaXIYM3I/AAAAAAAAAyk/i3tkwggKgLA/s1600-h/IMG_3173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300631661184562034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SY-gaXIYM3I/AAAAAAAAAyk/i3tkwggKgLA/s400/IMG_3173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eating lunch at the Blue Bayou with my cute 'lil pirate. &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/4974174917425114791-8846932805634616444?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/8846932805634616444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=8846932805634616444' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/8846932805634616444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/8846932805634616444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/02/disneyland.html' title='Disneyland'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SY-faRs0EeI/AAAAAAAAAx8/9kzPK4qgsA0/s72-c/IMG_3136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-3916186049502287556</id><published>2009-02-02T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T18:31:17.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surf City</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SYd1ED16pTI/AAAAAAAAAxk/slOy4wLqMPc/s1600-h/IMG_3078.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jason, Kelly, and I had an amazing weekend in beautiful Huntington Beach. The marathon course was gorgeous -- the park, the boardwalk, the ocean views, the homes, the people, everything! It was a perfect day. Can't wait 'til next year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SYd1D6-ethI/AAAAAAAAAxc/1oBn-nhdZug/s1600-h/IMG_3069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298332196856051218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SYd1D6-ethI/AAAAAAAAAxc/1oBn-nhdZug/s400/IMG_3069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Jason met me and Kelly at 5:30 am for our official send-off. We were excited! Jason ran the 1/2 marathon and accomplished a personal record -- 13.1 miles in 2 hours, 1 min. It's very difficult to sustain that pace for long distances. Great job, Jay! His 1/2 marathon course merged with the marathon course and Kelly and I looked for him in the crowd of 18,000. And he found us! He came running up behind us and we were able to run together for about one mile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SYd1DrIejmI/AAAAAAAAAxU/neG2hkc3vL8/s1600-h/IMG_3068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298332192603016802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SYd1DrIejmI/AAAAAAAAAxU/neG2hkc3vL8/s400/IMG_3068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Hot Marathon Moms. Alex, Kelly's son, wanted Kelly to buy a t-shirt at the expo that said "marathon mom." Kelly responded with a definite, "Uh, no thanks." She's one hot marathon mom, though. If you look closely you can see the crystals on my t-shirt that spell --26.2. Kelly put hers on the back. We had to bling, bling the boring black tank!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SYd1CngsGkI/AAAAAAAAAxE/tDLhdXuFxMc/s1600-h/26.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298332174450956866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SYd1CngsGkI/AAAAAAAAAxE/tDLhdXuFxMc/s400/26.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SYdyC2-XAhI/AAAAAAAAAw8/aRH7rXUPM3s/s1600-h/2009%2520The%2520Longboard%2520152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298328880067052050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SYdyC2-XAhI/AAAAAAAAAw8/aRH7rXUPM3s/s400/2009%2520The%2520Longboard%2520152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Our surf board medals! The 1/2 marathon medals are only 1/2 as long as the full marathon medals. It's like "Mini-Me" (for all you Austin Powers lovers).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SYd1ED16pTI/AAAAAAAAAxk/slOy4wLqMPc/s1600-h/IMG_3078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298332199236052274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SYd1ED16pTI/AAAAAAAAAxk/slOy4wLqMPc/s400/IMG_3078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jason finished his race about an hour before I did. He waited on the beach at mile 25 for me and ran in the final mile. I needed his support to get through it and I love him for it. I ran my first 20 in great time, but promised everyone I wouldn't push myself. I was fine walking/running the final 6.2, but really wanted to run in my mile 26. I saw the mile posting for 26 and I started to cry. I had three minutes to meet my goal time of 5 hours, so I sprinted in my last tenth of a mile and heard people screaming and cheering me on. I finished in 4:58 and some seconds. That was euphoric. Crossing the finish line is an indescribable feeling. It's the feeling that inspires me to race again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SYd4QNuWLJI/AAAAAAAAAx0/AVKN6ggfeFM/s1600-h/jayreb2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298335706581970066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SYd4QNuWLJI/AAAAAAAAAx0/AVKN6ggfeFM/s400/jayreb2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After the race, we had a picnic lunch in Corona del Mar. I was craving a turkey sandwich on wheat bread -- so good! It was absolutely beautiful! Kelly and I decided that we're gonna move there . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SYd4PEevI5I/AAAAAAAAAxs/fLXMVVxARnw/s1600-h/IMG_3081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298335686920709010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SYd4PEevI5I/AAAAAAAAAxs/fLXMVVxARnw/s400/IMG_3081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; A little sore but still smiling. The beach always makes me happy!&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/4974174917425114791-3916186049502287556?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/3916186049502287556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=3916186049502287556' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/3916186049502287556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/3916186049502287556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/02/surf-city.html' title='Surf City'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SYd1D6-ethI/AAAAAAAAAxc/1oBn-nhdZug/s72-c/IMG_3069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-6192771114369925601</id><published>2009-01-25T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T19:33:59.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chandler's New Talent!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SX0tNBsEkFI/AAAAAAAAAws/9LduDmpAcFk/s1600-h/IMG_3053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295438438672404562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SX0tNBsEkFI/AAAAAAAAAws/9LduDmpAcFk/s400/IMG_3053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chandler just learned how to flip his eyelids!  He has lots of fun grossing out Dad, Mom and siblings with this newfound talent.  He even wanted to share this talent in Primary singing time today when the singing time chorister asked the kids if they had any suggestions for the song "If Your Happy And You Know It."  Everyone sing along!  "If your happy and you know it flip your eyelids!"  Needless to say, Chandler's suggestion was not adopted for singing time.  This kid has a knack for making us smile.&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/4974174917425114791-6192771114369925601?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/6192771114369925601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=6192771114369925601' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/6192771114369925601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/6192771114369925601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/01/chandlers-new-talent.html' title='Chandler&apos;s New Talent!'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SX0tNBsEkFI/AAAAAAAAAws/9LduDmpAcFk/s72-c/IMG_3053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-3213761714017423478</id><published>2009-01-19T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T19:48:32.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Look Inside</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SXVGuFqS6RI/AAAAAAAAAwk/UiAYh_FmoAo/s1600-h/babypic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293214694651390226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SXVGuFqS6RI/AAAAAAAAAwk/UiAYh_FmoAo/s400/babypic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This morning I had an ultrasound and genetic counseling appointment at Valley Children's Hospital. How amazing it is to see through a big 'ol belly and into the womb! The ultrasound took over an hour and we saw it ALL! The genetic counselor, Cody, was cool and the nerdy scientist in me enjoyed listening to him explain chromosomes, DNA, non-disjunction, meiosis, etc. I think Jason tuned out the Bio lecture. I was all smiles when the technician said the baby is measuring at 12 weeks, 6 days which is 5 days ahead of my first due date. I think the baby is building some muscles from all the running he/she is doing.  Yippee! Maybe I'll have this baby on lucky 07-08-09. &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/4974174917425114791-3213761714017423478?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/3213761714017423478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=3213761714017423478' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/3213761714017423478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/3213761714017423478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/01/look-inside.html' title='A Look Inside'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SXVGuFqS6RI/AAAAAAAAAwk/UiAYh_FmoAo/s72-c/babypic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-8284506950965472012</id><published>2009-01-16T17:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T18:19:04.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback Friday:  Guess My Age and Where I am</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SXE9mPAskNI/AAAAAAAAAwU/XDucq7uYTJ8/s1600-h/scan0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292078764210819282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SXE9mPAskNI/AAAAAAAAAwU/XDucq7uYTJ8/s400/scan0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;In an unsuccessful attempt to convert the "craft room" (AKA Mom's messy room) into the nursery, I stumbled upon some photos of me from years ago. I thought it might be fun for my fellow bloggers to guess my age and which city I'm in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Clues: U.S. city. I've only been to this city once. It's the hottest place I have EVER endured and I lost about 5 pounds of water that day. Historically rich. Famous street. Any guesses?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-8284506950965472012?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/8284506950965472012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=8284506950965472012' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/8284506950965472012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/8284506950965472012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/01/flashback-friday-guess-my-age-and-where.html' title='Flashback Friday:  Guess My Age and Where I am'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SXE9mPAskNI/AAAAAAAAAwU/XDucq7uYTJ8/s72-c/scan0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-3235131250381758236</id><published>2009-01-12T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T16:52:42.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Davis' Suggestion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;More than Olivia and Chandler, Davis has been very curious about the pregnancy, babies, if I'm going to be cut open, if my tummy is bigger, if the baby is getting bigger, if the baby is making me sick, etc. It's a lot of fun being pregnant with older kids who talk and poke and ask innocent questions I'm not ready to answer.  Davis surprised me today with a very heartfelt suggestion. "Mom, I think you should swallow a toy so the baby has something to play with." Although he doesn't quite understand, I was touched 'cuz here's my Davis thinking of something really nice for his younger brother or sister. And if you know Davis, that says alot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SWvj8GQo8cI/AAAAAAAAAwE/h5JO_JaM_NI/s1600-h/IMG_1631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290572808888840642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SWvj8GQo8cI/AAAAAAAAAwE/h5JO_JaM_NI/s400/IMG_1631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SWvjDdYRKlI/AAAAAAAAAv8/D98r4BC0jPA/s1600-h/IMG_2526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290571835842308690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SWvjDdYRKlI/AAAAAAAAAv8/D98r4BC0jPA/s400/IMG_2526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-3235131250381758236?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/3235131250381758236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=3235131250381758236' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/3235131250381758236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/3235131250381758236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/01/davis.html' title='Davis&apos; Suggestion'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SWvj8GQo8cI/AAAAAAAAAwE/h5JO_JaM_NI/s72-c/IMG_1631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-955954641740788240</id><published>2009-01-11T19:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T19:38:24.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Do You Think?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SWq66_7cRnI/AAAAAAAAAv0/P2qTLL5grmg/s1600-h/mary+kay.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290246235055998578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 323px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SWq66_7cRnI/AAAAAAAAAv0/P2qTLL5grmg/s400/mary+kay.bmp" 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/4974174917425114791-955954641740788240?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/955954641740788240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=955954641740788240' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/955954641740788240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/955954641740788240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-do-you-think.html' title='What Do You Think?'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SWq66_7cRnI/AAAAAAAAAv0/P2qTLL5grmg/s72-c/mary+kay.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-3337904091001865655</id><published>2009-01-08T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T19:43:14.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Baby Question So Far</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SWbHd1B_nOI/AAAAAAAAAvs/wm-46M594RU/s1600-h/IMG_2273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289134127658802402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SWbHd1B_nOI/AAAAAAAAAvs/wm-46M594RU/s400/IMG_2273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Mom, is the baby inside your tummy naked?" &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/4974174917425114791-3337904091001865655?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/3337904091001865655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=3337904091001865655' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/3337904091001865655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/3337904091001865655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/01/top-baby-question-so-far.html' title='Top Baby Question So Far'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SWbHd1B_nOI/AAAAAAAAAvs/wm-46M594RU/s72-c/IMG_2273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-1976800703430590511</id><published>2009-01-07T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T17:37:56.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Marty:  The Snowman Judge</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My good friend and co-conspirator at work, Marty, made fun of my son's snowman. How heartless to make fun of a 7 year-old's first attempt at a snow creature! So, just for you, Marty, here is Chandler's second attempt. He recruited some help and I think, with the exception of the banana, he's pretty darn cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SWVXGAMt9hI/AAAAAAAAAvk/b1XHhiA8JXE/s1600-h/DSC00142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288729098060690962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SWVXGAMt9hI/AAAAAAAAAvk/b1XHhiA8JXE/s400/DSC00142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; A few hours later, Grandma Carol placed a sombrero on top of his head!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SWVXF20P9aI/AAAAAAAAAvc/zxxZrlRYhnU/s1600-h/DSC00140.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SWVXFlx6TfI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ujipoScgiPc/s1600-h/DSC00139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288729090968931826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SWVXFlx6TfI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ujipoScgiPc/s400/DSC00139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Chandler, Olivia, Davis, and my niece, Grace. I love how you can see the mighty, snowy Rockies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-1976800703430590511?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/1976800703430590511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=1976800703430590511' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/1976800703430590511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/1976800703430590511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/01/for-marty-snowman-judge.html' title='For Marty:  The Snowman Judge'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SWVXGAMt9hI/AAAAAAAAAvk/b1XHhiA8JXE/s72-c/DSC00142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-6777015255509656165</id><published>2009-01-04T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T19:27:58.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More New Years Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;More fun, goofy shots of us on New Years Eve. Surprisingly, we all made it to midnight. I'm looking forward to a happy 2009 with my family and friends -- and a new baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SWF6uENuPFI/AAAAAAAAAu8/T-DsDTlipow/s1600-h/becky_tausha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287642369333541970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SWF6uENuPFI/AAAAAAAAAu8/T-DsDTlipow/s400/becky_tausha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Me and Tausha. When she lived in Los Angeles we would visit each other often. Tennis, movies, reality shows, laughs -- all good times. Tausha moved to Utah a few years ago so we don't see her as much. I miss her. We were being goofballs -- it all started with the Karaoke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SWF6uyzo6nI/AAAAAAAAAvM/g1WFvgSuB64/s1600-h/IMG_0538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287642381840607858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SWF6uyzo6nI/AAAAAAAAAvM/g1WFvgSuB64/s400/IMG_0538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seconds before midnight! We were rushing to fill our glasses with sparking cider. Some of us lost our cute hats. Chulo, the grand-dog, even had one on for a brief moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SWF6ubD-XhI/AAAAAAAAAvE/e80xiL6zZlI/s1600-h/game_table.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287642375466671634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 385px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SWF6ubD-XhI/AAAAAAAAAvE/e80xiL6zZlI/s400/game_table.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; We played lots of games, including Sequence, my new favorite (besides PathWords). The Parkins are a competitive bunch -- Watch out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-6777015255509656165?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/6777015255509656165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=6777015255509656165' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/6777015255509656165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/6777015255509656165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-new-years-eve.html' title='More New Years Eve'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SWF6uENuPFI/AAAAAAAAAu8/T-DsDTlipow/s72-c/becky_tausha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-3851949810319289743</id><published>2009-01-02T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T17:02:18.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are some shots of our New Years Eve party that I copied from my niece. The Parkins throw a huge New Years Eve party each year. Food, games, family, friends, and most importantly, KARAOKE, are highlights of the evening. You should have heard me sing Whitney Houston's "I'll Always Love You." Oh, it was awful and funny and I nearly peed my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SV634FVEvCI/AAAAAAAAAus/tMl78uq0zTo/s1600-h/n787882525_1881099_6530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286865186710666274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SV634FVEvCI/AAAAAAAAAus/tMl78uq0zTo/s400/n787882525_1881099_6530.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Davis with his cousin, Christopher, minutes before 2009. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SV633_7_OaI/AAAAAAAAAuk/9P1hSVQafFI/s1600-h/n787882525_1881096_5791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286865185263270306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SV633_7_OaI/AAAAAAAAAuk/9P1hSVQafFI/s400/n787882525_1881096_5791.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beautiful girls. Alyssa, Katelyn, Olivia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SV634ZYLOhI/AAAAAAAAAu0/7mzNcAuH_ZU/s1600-h/n787882525_1881117_1161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286865192092383762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SV634ZYLOhI/AAAAAAAAAu0/7mzNcAuH_ZU/s400/n787882525_1881117_1161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christopher and Davis trying out Karaoke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-3851949810319289743?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/3851949810319289743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=3851949810319289743' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/3851949810319289743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/3851949810319289743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years-eve.html' title='New Years Eve'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SV634FVEvCI/AAAAAAAAAus/tMl78uq0zTo/s72-c/n787882525_1881099_6530.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-7009288280258967257</id><published>2009-01-02T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T16:52:09.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm slightly behind on my posts but here's a glimpse into our Christmas Eve. Food! New jammies! And smiles! We loved our time with Jessica. Stay tuned for more pictures of Christmas, New Years, sledding, and skiing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SV610tV2_zI/AAAAAAAAAuU/QCEI3EjdSyg/s1600-h/100_0637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286862929708646194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SV610tV2_zI/AAAAAAAAAuU/QCEI3EjdSyg/s400/100_0637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SV610c-Iq6I/AAAAAAAAAuM/lS_n2zeKUO8/s1600-h/100_0711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286862925314173858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SV610c-Iq6I/AAAAAAAAAuM/lS_n2zeKUO8/s400/100_0711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-7009288280258967257?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/7009288280258967257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=7009288280258967257' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/7009288280258967257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/7009288280258967257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2009/01/christma-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SV610tV2_zI/AAAAAAAAAuU/QCEI3EjdSyg/s72-c/100_0637.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-7437936313463452982</id><published>2008-12-28T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T20:29:46.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleigh Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On Monday, December 22nd, we were adventurous and decided to go on a sleigh ride deep in the mountains of Cache Valley. It wasn't the sleigh ride we had imagined, rather a sleigh ride through an elk ranch. It was bone-chilling cold, but we had fun and it's certainly an experience not to be forgotten!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SVhRJ1mA1jI/AAAAAAAAAt0/KmcPDy6FAQc/s1600-h/100_0612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285063392166467122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SVhRJ1mA1jI/AAAAAAAAAt0/KmcPDy6FAQc/s400/100_0612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SVhPa0f9npI/AAAAAAAAAtk/0VXTl5PVK4M/s1600-h/100_0595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285061484907175570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SVhPa0f9npI/AAAAAAAAAtk/0VXTl5PVK4M/s400/100_0595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SVhPacdjEtI/AAAAAAAAAtc/dNfedg8nkSU/s1600-h/100_0600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285061478454596306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SVhPacdjEtI/AAAAAAAAAtc/dNfedg8nkSU/s400/100_0600.JPG" 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/4974174917425114791-7437936313463452982?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/7437936313463452982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=7437936313463452982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/7437936313463452982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/7437936313463452982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/12/sleigh-ride.html' title='Sleigh Ride'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SVhRJ1mA1jI/AAAAAAAAAt0/KmcPDy6FAQc/s72-c/100_0612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-4240307564102986085</id><published>2008-12-21T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T20:31:19.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let It Snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After driving nearly 930 miles from Clovis to Logan, the kids couldn't wait to play in the snow -- afterall, most of the 13 hour drive was blanketed in white snow and they couldn't wait to throw snowballs at each other. Chandler, part-Eskimo I do believe, was determined to make a snowman. He was experiencing difficulties forming the snow into large body-sized balls and decided on a Little Person. We searched the kitchen for buttons and carrots and stones, but in the end the snowperson had melted chocolate pretzel eyes, olive buttons and twigs for arms. Great job, Chandler, on your first snowman! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SVV6zuFl2rI/AAAAAAAAAtM/nDtrdyTgP_I/s1600-h/IMG_3025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284264766752545458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SVV6zuFl2rI/AAAAAAAAAtM/nDtrdyTgP_I/s400/IMG_3025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SVV6zYneV_I/AAAAAAAAAtE/Pt5nUSgFFso/s1600-h/IMG_3024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284264760989079538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SVV6zYneV_I/AAAAAAAAAtE/Pt5nUSgFFso/s400/IMG_3024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SVV6zFI8aKI/AAAAAAAAAs8/KwzQyYKGNag/s1600-h/IMG_3023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284264755760752802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SVV6zFI8aKI/AAAAAAAAAs8/KwzQyYKGNag/s400/IMG_3023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SVV6y5mOJSI/AAAAAAAAAs0/jseC4Cpp68A/s1600-h/IMG_3022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284264752662324514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SVV6y5mOJSI/AAAAAAAAAs0/jseC4Cpp68A/s400/IMG_3022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SVV6zwONlsI/AAAAAAAAAtU/0dnyJISbOuU/s1600-h/IMG_3031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284264767325574850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SVV6zwONlsI/AAAAAAAAAtU/0dnyJISbOuU/s400/IMG_3031.JPG" 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/4974174917425114791-4240307564102986085?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/4240307564102986085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=4240307564102986085' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/4240307564102986085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/4240307564102986085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/12/let-it-snow.html' title='Let It Snow!'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SVV6zuFl2rI/AAAAAAAAAtM/nDtrdyTgP_I/s72-c/IMG_3025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-4611809940580731403</id><published>2008-12-19T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T17:43:31.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback Friday:  Late 1970's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="Create cool Profile Comments" href="http://blingee.com/blingee/view/78873411-Two-Thirds-of-Our-Children" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Two-Thirds of Our Children" height="309" alt="Two-Thirds of Our Children" src="http://image.blingee.com/images15/content/output/000/000/000/4b3/330510155_339351.gif" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Create cool Profile Comments" href="http://blingee.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Create cool Profile Comments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I copied this photo from my mom's blog. I'm so proud of her for blogging and even adding bling to her pictures. I am sitting on my dad's lap and would hazard a guess that I'm 3 -- so 1977. What a cute little girl I was, huh!  I love the look on Mike's face (right). I happily remember Mike smiling all the time, laughing, and playing jokes on us as kids -- and he's still like that! I miss my family so much during the holidays and I am excited to be with some of them this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-4611809940580731403?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/4611809940580731403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=4611809940580731403' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/4611809940580731403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/4611809940580731403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/12/flashback-friday-late-1970s.html' title='Flashback Friday:  Late 1970&apos;s'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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-4974174917425114791.post-546419740377559124</id><published>2008-12-14T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T14:01:27.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Shoot with Nicole</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love these pictures of the kids! On Wednesday, my good friend, Nicole, met us at the pecan orchard behind her in-law's house and we had a photo shoot with the kids. I've been wanting a rustic/earthly picture of the kids to hang in the living room and Nicole has been offering to take pictures for months. It was a perfect day and the kids cooperated -- well, I had to bribe Davis to kiss Olivia, but he did and they giggled about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SUWAG0GXYhI/AAAAAAAAAss/6pGpFbp8Np0/s1600-h/IMGP4417+edit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279766992714686994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SUWAG0GXYhI/AAAAAAAAAss/6pGpFbp8Np0/s400/IMGP4417+edit1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SUWAGHhTy3I/AAAAAAAAAsk/FNFyz53AmU8/s1600-h/IMGP4408+edit1+cinemascope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279766980748102514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SUWAGHhTy3I/AAAAAAAAAsk/FNFyz53AmU8/s400/IMGP4408+edit1+cinemascope.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SUWAFnSc7yI/AAAAAAAAAsc/JyRA9KYLFew/s1600-h/IMGP4425+edit2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279766972095852322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SUWAFnSc7yI/AAAAAAAAAsc/JyRA9KYLFew/s400/IMGP4425+edit2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-546419740377559124?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/546419740377559124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=546419740377559124' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/546419740377559124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/546419740377559124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/12/photo-shoot-with-nicole.html' title='Photo Shoot with Nicole'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SUWAG0GXYhI/AAAAAAAAAss/6pGpFbp8Np0/s72-c/IMGP4417+edit1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-6988577545670035524</id><published>2008-12-13T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T15:29:50.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Davis</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="358" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-dbe8b474798ac41" 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://v3.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0dbe8b474798ac41%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330362428%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D689020DBE60A5FBC504C7C47FD32D5179BA872FC.5B7FE15ED6ABFF6C7A7822602B17149D80883FEE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddbe8b474798ac41%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7Nr7XWsNP8X6uXO-UwpAlNmkmhg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="358" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0dbe8b474798ac41%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330362428%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D689020DBE60A5FBC504C7C47FD32D5179BA872FC.5B7FE15ED6ABFF6C7A7822602B17149D80883FEE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddbe8b474798ac41%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7Nr7XWsNP8X6uXO-UwpAlNmkmhg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Is this typical Davis or what! Several parents approached Jason after the 20 minute Christmas program laughing about Davis and his little protest.  One parent said she took more pictures of Davis than her own son. Davis is our strong-willed child;  if he doesn't want to do something, he won't!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Atleast he stood there, REVERENTLY, and sang the words.  Who knows?  Maybe he was just pretending to sing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-6988577545670035524?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=dbe8b474798ac41&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/6988577545670035524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=6988577545670035524' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/6988577545670035524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/6988577545670035524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/12/meet-davis.html' title='Meet Davis'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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-4974174917425114791.post-46746632845719914</id><published>2008-12-09T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:24:27.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piano Recital</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Olivia and Chandler had their piano recital this evening. My heart melted with joy as I watched them perform FLAWLESSLY! Chandler was so nervous -- it was his first recital and he looked like he was going to vomit. Olivia was relaxed and excited. I taught Olivia for about two years and Chandler for about 30 long minutes. This year Jason and I decided to think outside the Parkin Piano Box and hire a teacher. I still work with the kids during the week -- usually from the kitchen or my room when I hear them struggling for the right note. Music brings a beautiful spirit into the home and I hope that my children will continue to find joy and happiness in playing the piano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/ST9P1YSoIDI/AAAAAAAAAsU/HFwoEz5m2JM/s1600-h/IMG_3013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278025066773749810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/ST9P1YSoIDI/AAAAAAAAAsU/HFwoEz5m2JM/s400/IMG_3013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/ST9P1JT-uiI/AAAAAAAAAsM/Y5a9f6hpSnY/s1600-h/IMG_3008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278025062752893474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/ST9P1JT-uiI/AAAAAAAAAsM/Y5a9f6hpSnY/s400/IMG_3008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/ST9P0miZMoI/AAAAAAAAAsE/UV5ckZq-XQw/s1600-h/IMG_3014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278025053418107522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/ST9P0miZMoI/AAAAAAAAAsE/UV5ckZq-XQw/s400/IMG_3014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/ST9P0VTc89I/AAAAAAAAAr8/UwIUGfSJD8Q/s1600-h/IMG_3004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278025048792036306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/ST9P0VTc89I/AAAAAAAAAr8/UwIUGfSJD8Q/s400/IMG_3004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/ST9P0LrjA1I/AAAAAAAAAr0/HYhFU6QmP9k/s1600-h/IMG_3005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278025046208742226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/ST9P0LrjA1I/AAAAAAAAAr0/HYhFU6QmP9k/s400/IMG_3005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4974174917425114791-46746632845719914?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/46746632845719914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=46746632845719914' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/46746632845719914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/46746632845719914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/12/piano-recital.html' title='Piano Recital'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/ST9P1YSoIDI/AAAAAAAAAsU/HFwoEz5m2JM/s72-c/IMG_3013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-2616477089482312679</id><published>2008-12-02T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T21:18:57.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'>San Francisco</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love big cities and San Francisco is one of my favorite cities to visit. We decided to spend the weekend in SF after visiting with the Wrights in Palo Alto. The weather was a perfect 70 degrees! We drove to Sausalito, played at Golden Gate Park, tried to go to the California Academy of Sciences (line was 1/2 mile long), saw friends from Clovis (The Alders), went to Union Square and Ghirardelli Square, ate yummy food, etc. Another good friend, Ray Montenegro and his wife, Laura, were also in SF for the weekend and we were able to meet up with them at Union Square for the tree-lighting ceremony on Friday night. An added bonus was a live concert from Elphaba (ok, all you WICKED fans) prior to the illumination of the tree. I was in heaven. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275424144603893362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/STYSTyKiTnI/AAAAAAAAArs/XyTDXPIQmyY/s400/IMG_2933.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Davis in a park with an incredible view of Alcatraz and Golden Gate Bridge.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/STYSTeIwQxI/AAAAAAAAArk/6peqFVZPJJA/s1600-h/IMG_2965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275424139227710226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/STYSTeIwQxI/AAAAAAAAArk/6peqFVZPJJA/s400/IMG_2965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course, I had to take a picture of the famous chocolate name. We ate ice cream there. Oh my, it's better than Tillamook (if your taste buds can imagine that, all you Oregonians).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/STYSTbUEBmI/AAAAAAAAArc/GdqTLCfn8xo/s1600-h/livalcatraz.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275424138469836386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/STYSTbUEBmI/AAAAAAAAArc/GdqTLCfn8xo/s400/livalcatraz.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Olivia with Alcatraz in the background. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/STYSSxk7NfI/AAAAAAAAArU/udVssRnmBCo/s1600-h/tree2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275424127266272754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/STYSSxk7NfI/AAAAAAAAArU/udVssRnmBCo/s400/tree2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Union Square minutes before the tree was lit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/STYSSZCwmOI/AAAAAAAAArM/hzpxrOx95A8/s1600-h/familyalcatraz.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275424120680519906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/STYSSZCwmOI/AAAAAAAAArM/hzpxrOx95A8/s400/familyalcatraz.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alcatraz in the background. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-2616477089482312679?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/2616477089482312679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=2616477089482312679' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/2616477089482312679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/2616477089482312679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/12/san-francisco.html' title='San Francisco'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/STYSTyKiTnI/AAAAAAAAArs/XyTDXPIQmyY/s72-c/IMG_2933.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-7184156275497073286</id><published>2008-12-02T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T20:54:23.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving:  The Wright Way</title><content type='html'>Turkey Day 2008 was absolutely wonderful and delicious! We left mid-morning on Thanksgiving morning and drove to Palo Alto to spend the day with Jason's good friend, Bruce Wright and his beautiful family. Jason and Bruce are very good friends from the Glendale and BYU years. In fact, Jason and Bruce were roommates in the Parkin Provo condo until a pretty brunette moved into the batchelor pad and Bruce was left homeless. Nearly 12 years have come and gone since we last saw Bruce and Jennifer and it was great to re-connect while eating a yummy dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/STYM0JmI24I/AAAAAAAAAq0/lQ3UtVUl-CE/s1600-h/IMG_2929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275418103579728770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/STYM0JmI24I/AAAAAAAAAq0/lQ3UtVUl-CE/s400/IMG_2929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/STYNuxfwwvI/AAAAAAAAArE/ndxO-MlBK8I/s1600-h/IMG_2917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275419110722814706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/STYNuxfwwvI/AAAAAAAAArE/ndxO-MlBK8I/s400/IMG_2917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/STYM0V5W_zI/AAAAAAAAAq8/kPHcb24u5Kc/s1600-h/IMG_2926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275418106881572658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/STYM0V5W_zI/AAAAAAAAAq8/kPHcb24u5Kc/s400/IMG_2926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/STYMznDJzII/AAAAAAAAAqs/PjEYGHrERh8/s1600-h/IMG_2923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275418094306184322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/STYMznDJzII/AAAAAAAAAqs/PjEYGHrERh8/s400/IMG_2923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/STYMzPz4OUI/AAAAAAAAAqk/Elj1qDJHsLE/s1600-h/IMG_2920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275418088068102466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/STYMzPz4OUI/AAAAAAAAAqk/Elj1qDJHsLE/s400/IMG_2920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-7184156275497073286?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/7184156275497073286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=7184156275497073286' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/7184156275497073286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/7184156275497073286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving-wright-way.html' title='Thanksgiving:  The Wright Way'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/STYM0JmI24I/AAAAAAAAAq0/lQ3UtVUl-CE/s72-c/IMG_2929.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-2110386706717886010</id><published>2008-11-24T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T16:27:52.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed In Sedona</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A year ago this week, our little family was staying in Sedona, Arizona. Red rocks, azure skies and breathtaking views surrounded us during a time of emotional and medical uncertainty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SSs7fQu0GhI/AAAAAAAAAqU/wFEFHaIM7Gs/s1600-h/IMG_1823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272373197020600850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SSs7fQu0GhI/AAAAAAAAAqU/wFEFHaIM7Gs/s400/IMG_1823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I am thankful to have a beautiful girl! At times I miss her as a little child: Barbies, dress-up clothes, entertaining Cinderella skits, girly-girl Church dresses, pink sleeper jammies, and being home all day, following me around the house!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She continues to amaze me and I cherish the time that I have with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SSs7ejd95iI/AAAAAAAAAqM/ztxkgsEiZe0/s1600-h/IMG_1802.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272373184870344226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SSs7ejd95iI/AAAAAAAAAqM/ztxkgsEiZe0/s400/IMG_1802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am thankful for my boys. I am thankful for the strong-willed personality of Davis. I know it will carry him through periods of trials and opposition. Davis has taught me so much in these 5 years including patience, unconditional love, and persistance for which I am truly thankful. I am thankful for his green eyes because they remind me of Jason. I am thankful for Chandler's kind words and his ability to make me smile without even trying. He has a kind heart and is a friend to all. I am thankful that we named Chandler after my family because I am reminded of my loved ones so far away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SSs4z4-nqxI/AAAAAAAAAps/B_Ojh8kZQdk/s1600-h/IMG_1797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272370252886813458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SSs4z4-nqxI/AAAAAAAAAps/B_Ojh8kZQdk/s400/IMG_1797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I am thankful for Jason. He has endured a physically and emotionally challenging year and I am thankful that he hasn't given up on me or his Savior.&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-2110386706717886010?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/2110386706717886010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=2110386706717886010' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/2110386706717886010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/2110386706717886010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/11/blessed-in-sedona.html' title='Blessed In Sedona'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SSs7fQu0GhI/AAAAAAAAAqU/wFEFHaIM7Gs/s72-c/IMG_1823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-4192307879841958709</id><published>2008-11-18T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:14:21.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A True Blog About Blah, Blah, Blah</title><content type='html'>1)  I was pulled over for the first time by a police officer last week.  Yes, it's true!  My July 2009 registration sticker was sitting in the glove box.  I flashed my beautiful smile and the officer kindly walked away.  How stupid can I be to stick the dumb sticker in my glovebox and not notice for 4 months!  Please tell me that I'm not the only one that has done this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)  I sat on my "You Can Advertise Your Business On My Billboard" butt for two days at a PLC conference.  Thank goodness for Post-It notes and text messaging.  Alice and I passed digital and paper notes back and forth -- in front of our vice-principal who was also passing digital notes.  Today:  Trying to figure out if one of the teachers across the room was wearing an artificial hair clip.  It took us several hours to decide that it was her real hair. Yesterday:  Checking out the hottie male teacher from Coalinga -- but the warts on the back of his head turned us off, as did the rolled denim jeans.  Do you agree that teachers make the worst students?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)  I'm re-connecting with too many friends on-line and I'm hogging the computer.  Hogging? Think of a synonym for hogging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)  I'm craving a Sonic Blast.  Peanut Butter Cups with extra Peanut Butter Cups, please. Did you know that Sonic only charges an additional 40 cents for extra candy? Did you know that it takes nearly an hour of running to burn off the calories consumed in one of those delightful treats?  Now, is it worth it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)  I'm pumped for the BYU vs. the lame Utes game on Saturday.  GO COUGARS! If you can tell me the colors of these two teams, then you know you're Utah football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)  I'm fed up with the Prop 8 battle.  I love, LOVE the statement from Elton John -- he clarifies the difference between heterosexual marriages and homosexual civil unions.  If you still don't know the difference, go to Yes on 8 homepage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-4192307879841958709?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/4192307879841958709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=4192307879841958709' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/4192307879841958709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/4192307879841958709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/11/true-blog-about-blah-blah-blah.html' title='A True Blog About Blah, Blah, Blah'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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-4974174917425114791.post-324751281708332791</id><published>2008-11-16T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T18:47:51.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Artsy Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jason and I decided to do something slightly different with the kids this weekend. We introduced our children to the Fresno Metropolitan Museum Saturday morning and later took them to see Clovis West's production of Annie. Yeah for us! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At the Met's re-grand opening, we enjoyed an entertaining puppet show, children's activity center, ginormous feathered dinosaurs (and they were U-G-L-Y), peacocks, crafts, endless flights of stairs in a flourescent green stairwell, masked creatures running loose, and smiles by all. The young family scientist, Chandler, was in HEAVEN. I whispered to Jason about an hour into the tour, "he hasn't stopped talking!" I enjoyed reading about Archaeopteryx, my feathered friend from a BYU ornithology course, and took my time walking through the exhibit while Jason chased the boys around (hee, hee, what a nice wife).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269431581078333682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SSDIGrZmKPI/AAAAAAAAApU/8xjJ83Cz6Uk/s400/IMG_2899.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Who are these masked creatures?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Saturday evening we took the kids to see one of my favorite stories of all time: Annie. Olivia and I saw a traveling production of Annie this past May and I was excited to hear that it was being performed at the Mercedes Edward's Theater in Clovis. Our friends, the Barberichs and Kelloggs, met us there with their children and everyone enjoyed the show and yummy Coldstone icecream for dessert. I loved, LOVED, the actress that played Ms. Hannigan -- she was absolutely amazing and my favorite performer. (And I loved, LOVED, my chocolate peanut butter perfection treat.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SSDLAHxdJ2I/AAAAAAAAApc/O9PTNKDI0-U/s1600-h/Annie_Musical_Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269434766970398562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SSDLAHxdJ2I/AAAAAAAAApc/O9PTNKDI0-U/s400/Annie_Musical_Poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm so thankful that I can share the Arts with my children and friends. I'm especially thankful for the creativity of others and talented artists, actors, and performers everywhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-324751281708332791?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/324751281708332791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=324751281708332791' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/324751281708332791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/324751281708332791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/11/artsy-weekend.html' title='An Artsy Weekend'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SSDIGrZmKPI/AAAAAAAAApU/8xjJ83Cz6Uk/s72-c/IMG_2899.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-7490573439267150549</id><published>2008-11-14T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T17:40:21.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bach Children's Choir</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sing! Sing! Sing!&lt;/em&gt; Olivia and Ryann have been singing in the Bach Children's Choir this Fall. Olivia absolutely loves it! She recently had a recital and I was so impressed. I have a love for anything musical and I'm thankful that my children are able to develop their talents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SR4nDyxRtQI/AAAAAAAAApM/6yLF3fKhAlM/s1600-h/livryann.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268691560191603970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SR4nDyxRtQI/AAAAAAAAApM/6yLF3fKhAlM/s400/livryann.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-7490573439267150549?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/7490573439267150549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=7490573439267150549' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/7490573439267150549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/7490573439267150549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/11/bachs-children-choir.html' title='Bach Children&apos;s Choir'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SR4nDyxRtQI/AAAAAAAAApM/6yLF3fKhAlM/s72-c/livryann.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-6143174553511404038</id><published>2008-11-09T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T21:00:56.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Poor Baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was a rough day for my sweet Chandler. After working months to pass challenging levels and to FIND YODA, Chandler was two levels away from finishing his Legos Star Wars II when the crisis happened. The one and only YOUNGER BROTHER erased Chandler's hardwork. And I don't believe it was accidental, either. Chandler has been upset for HOURS -- he even cried himself to sleep! What to do? What to do&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SRe-3EbiHEI/AAAAAAAAApE/WQgMXUtIoY0/s1600-h/IMG_2887.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SRe-2xL2mkI/AAAAAAAAAo8/x70q1dJXUJk/s1600-h/IMG_2886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266888137358350914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SRe-2xL2mkI/AAAAAAAAAo8/x70q1dJXUJk/s400/IMG_2886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Will a hug make the pain disappear, Chandler? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SRe-3EbiHEI/AAAAAAAAApE/WQgMXUtIoY0/s1600-h/IMG_2887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266888142524390466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SRe-3EbiHEI/AAAAAAAAApE/WQgMXUtIoY0/s400/IMG_2887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I couldn't help but smile because I wish my problems were as minor as a lost video game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SRe4hTTDKLI/AAAAAAAAAo0/p58YMbAVj5o/s1600-h/IMG_2895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266881171488450738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SRe4hTTDKLI/AAAAAAAAAo0/p58YMbAVj5o/s400/IMG_2895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy's kisses make it all better! As if!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-6143174553511404038?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/6143174553511404038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=6143174553511404038' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/6143174553511404038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/6143174553511404038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-poor-baby.html' title='My Poor Baby!'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SRe-2xL2mkI/AAAAAAAAAo8/x70q1dJXUJk/s72-c/IMG_2886.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-6134644026642685554</id><published>2008-11-05T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T17:41:49.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SRKCUl_28MI/AAAAAAAAAoc/jMdem1mjrEc/s1600-h/England-Ireland-Nov.+%2705+-+Apr.+%2706+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265414204658479298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SRKCUl_28MI/AAAAAAAAAoc/jMdem1mjrEc/s400/England-Ireland-Nov.+%2705+-+Apr.+%2706+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I took this picture in Stamford, England in November 2005. Jason and I were walking through a sculpture garden and I was intrigued by the outline of the people against the blue skies. I've been thinking alot about my trips to England and this picture came to mind. It illustrates how I am feeling. We must find our balance and continue to climb higher-- toward Heaven -- no matter how difficult the climb may be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-6134644026642685554?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/6134644026642685554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=6134644026642685554' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/6134644026642685554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/6134644026642685554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/11/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SRKCUl_28MI/AAAAAAAAAoc/jMdem1mjrEc/s72-c/England-Ireland-Nov.+%2705+-+Apr.+%2706+132.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-6520934670400913335</id><published>2008-11-03T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T19:26:25.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wise Words from Chandler</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQ--8mf3UaI/AAAAAAAAAoA/GpbPT5iC-qw/s1600-h/IMG_2874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264636437755023778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQ--8mf3UaI/AAAAAAAAAoA/GpbPT5iC-qw/s400/IMG_2874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I picked up my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; second grader from school today and he had some &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;words of advice. Said Chandler, "If you vote for Obama he's gonna take money right out of your back pocket." Guess it was today's hot topic on the playground. Last week he shared comments made by friends regarding Prop 8. Raise your hands if you're ready for election day to be over? I'm ready to move on, to accept the results of History 2008 and to hear my little ones talk about recess and what they ate for hot lunch. Amen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-6520934670400913335?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/6520934670400913335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=6520934670400913335' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/6520934670400913335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/6520934670400913335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/11/wise-words-from-chandler.html' title='Wise Words from Chandler'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQ--8mf3UaI/AAAAAAAAAoA/GpbPT5iC-qw/s72-c/IMG_2874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-2171553776661302391</id><published>2008-11-01T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T08:09:46.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>Oh how we love Halloween! The Witch, Frodo Baggins, and Obi-Won Kanobi had a great time running from door to door. After about an hour of trick-or-treating, we came home to hand out candy to the neighborhood children and dig into the goodie bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQxuJwblX4I/AAAAAAAAAn4/JH59t3zixCQ/s1600-h/IMG_2867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263703178387742594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQxuJwblX4I/AAAAAAAAAn4/JH59t3zixCQ/s400/IMG_2867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQxuJ5tZyJI/AAAAAAAAAnw/pejKKS2mCa0/s1600-h/IMG_2864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263703180878399634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQxuJ5tZyJI/AAAAAAAAAnw/pejKKS2mCa0/s400/IMG_2864.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQxuJVTqfvI/AAAAAAAAAno/hj1CVLSMXnU/s1600-h/IMG_2860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263703171106766578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQxuJVTqfvI/AAAAAAAAAno/hj1CVLSMXnU/s400/IMG_2860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQxuJJ60TYI/AAAAAAAAAng/bBzRCwXwgdw/s1600-h/Davis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263703168049761666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQxuJJ60TYI/AAAAAAAAAng/bBzRCwXwgdw/s400/Davis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQxuI02ES-I/AAAAAAAAAnY/0kW9hbwwJu8/s1600-h/chandler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263703162392693730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQxuI02ES-I/AAAAAAAAAnY/0kW9hbwwJu8/s400/chandler.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4974174917425114791-2171553776661302391?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/2171553776661302391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=2171553776661302391' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/2171553776661302391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/2171553776661302391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQxuJwblX4I/AAAAAAAAAn4/JH59t3zixCQ/s72-c/IMG_2867.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-7820383400918708280</id><published>2008-10-30T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T20:22:16.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mikey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The one and only Michael Chandler spent Wednesday with me and my family. It was so good to hang out, to laugh, to "show-off" Fresno (ha!), to eat, to reminisce, and goof-off with the camera. Mike took me to dinner at the Elephant Bar and we had a great visit -- just brother and sister. Thanks, Mike. I love you!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQp4axMY6nI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/S1VoT8O0u90/s1600-h/BeckyMyc4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263151515813079666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQp4axMY6nI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/S1VoT8O0u90/s400/BeckyMyc4.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mike is one of my closest friends. I wish everyone had a brother like him. I can tell him anything. &lt;/p&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/4974174917425114791-7820383400918708280?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/7820383400918708280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=7820383400918708280' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/7820383400918708280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/7820383400918708280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/10/mikey.html' title='Mikey'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQp4axMY6nI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/S1VoT8O0u90/s72-c/BeckyMyc4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-3466300563718697062</id><published>2008-10-28T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T20:00:03.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Courage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQfQV1YBy7I/AAAAAAAAAmw/R7-TjbCKTzE/s1600-h/TakeCourage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262403763129404338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQfQV1YBy7I/AAAAAAAAAmw/R7-TjbCKTzE/s400/TakeCourage.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Arizona friend, Julie, posted this picture on her blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Arizona is also voting next week on a prop similar to Prop 8. I love this picture! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-3466300563718697062?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/3466300563718697062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=3466300563718697062' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/3466300563718697062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/3466300563718697062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/10/take-courage.html' title='Take Courage'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQfQV1YBy7I/AAAAAAAAAmw/R7-TjbCKTzE/s72-c/TakeCourage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-6716024871019166572</id><published>2008-10-27T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T13:56:14.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlotte n Jack</title><content type='html'>My sister, Jessica, and her sweet family spent Friday night with us in Layton. It had been years since Jason last saw Jess and her family. Charlotte LOVED Jason! She went to him and stayed with him the whole night. Thinking the attraction would rub off overnight, I was wide-eyed to see Charlotte cling to Jason on Saturday morning! Thank goodness I had Jack to cuddle with! What a perfect baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQYpAyrUu8I/AAAAAAAAAmY/yDdz7f4dgz8/s1600-h/JasonBeckyJack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261938308209228738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQYpAyrUu8I/AAAAAAAAAmY/yDdz7f4dgz8/s400/JasonBeckyJack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can I take him home? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQYpBYlxhLI/AAAAAAAAAmo/ja9YeHqPYGs/s1600-h/charjason"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261938318386496690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQYpBYlxhLI/AAAAAAAAAmo/ja9YeHqPYGs/s400/charjason" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The birthday girl and her favorite person.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQYpBPqw9YI/AAAAAAAAAmg/zRWYwekY45I/s1600-h/CharJackBecky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261938315991512450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQYpBPqw9YI/AAAAAAAAAmg/zRWYwekY45I/s400/CharJackBecky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Charlotte is trying to escape my grasp.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-6716024871019166572?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/6716024871019166572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=6716024871019166572' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/6716024871019166572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/6716024871019166572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/10/charlotte-n-jack.html' title='Charlotte n Jack'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQYpAyrUu8I/AAAAAAAAAmY/yDdz7f4dgz8/s72-c/JasonBeckyJack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-2999809988880291292</id><published>2008-10-26T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T17:47:46.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Panoramic View</title><content type='html'>Jason's parent's beautiful home sits high on a hill in Layton with breathtaking views of the Salt Lake Valley. It's humbling, inspiring, and relaxing to lean against the rails and ponder the beauty of the land below.  Special thanks to Dave and Carol for their hospitality this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQUKqClQKAI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/aylvoXJ4jZE/s1600-h/IMG_2826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261623457016195074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQUKqClQKAI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/aylvoXJ4jZE/s400/IMG_2826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQUKp5MtJRI/AAAAAAAAAmI/xOtaCyhijIM/s1600-h/IMG_2828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261623454497318162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQUKp5MtJRI/AAAAAAAAAmI/xOtaCyhijIM/s400/IMG_2828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-2999809988880291292?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/2999809988880291292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=2999809988880291292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/2999809988880291292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/2999809988880291292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/10/panoramic-view.html' title='Panoramic View'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQUKqClQKAI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/aylvoXJ4jZE/s72-c/IMG_2826.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-4474713277061400281</id><published>2008-10-26T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T17:52:04.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True Blue BYU!</title><content type='html'>Go Cougars! Jason and I left on Friday, October 24th for our annual BYU football game. This year we made it extra special by attending a home game instead of an away game in California. Friends, Alison and Rod Kellogg, who had never attended a Cougar game, joined us for the weekend in Happy Valley. And our Cougars' offense miraculously pulled off a 42-35 win over UNLV. We had a great time visiting, laughing, cheering, and eating with Jason's family, my family, and the extended Kellogg family -- lots of people, so little time! It was great to be back on my favorite campus with the mighty, towering Rockies, the beautiful Autumn colors, delicious, "I want more" BYU Creamery ice cream, and most importantly, memories of a very happy time in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQUDfKzZzrI/AAAAAAAAAlg/JAZlJDFhjRA/s1600-h/IMG_2812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261615573663076018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQUDfKzZzrI/AAAAAAAAAlg/JAZlJDFhjRA/s400/IMG_2812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After 14 years of BYU games together, I am a firm believer that Jason's veins bleed blue and white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQUDfj45KEI/AAAAAAAAAlo/LtplJ9plPTU/s1600-h/IMG_2805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261615580396988482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQUDfj45KEI/AAAAAAAAAlo/LtplJ9plPTU/s400/IMG_2805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alison had on a red shirt just a few minutes before the game! Knowing that she could be physically harmed wearing red in a sea of blue, we found matching Cougar shirts. It was only 60 degrees but it was hot! Can you believe that we, from the Tribe of Fresno, would be sweating and burning in 60 degree temps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQUDf-cMHrI/AAAAAAAAAlw/ZP8aIVIo8ec/s1600-h/IMG_2815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261615587524353714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQUDf-cMHrI/AAAAAAAAAlw/ZP8aIVIo8ec/s400/IMG_2815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQUDgDwnufI/AAAAAAAAAl4/c5riIh4cyyw/s1600-h/IMG_2819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261615588952226290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQUDgDwnufI/AAAAAAAAAl4/c5riIh4cyyw/s400/IMG_2819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some how we we were escorted out of Lavell Edward's stadium by the marching band. And for some strange reason, Jason, Alison and I thought it was the funniest thing ever. In fact, we slowed down our gait so that the band would have to slow down and well, it was just one of those moments where you had to be there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-4474713277061400281?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/4474713277061400281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=4474713277061400281' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/4474713277061400281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/4474713277061400281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/10/true-blue-byu.html' title='True Blue BYU!'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQUDfKzZzrI/AAAAAAAAAlg/JAZlJDFhjRA/s72-c/IMG_2812.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-8667100391812519229</id><published>2008-10-23T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T18:08:06.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Davis Turns Five</title><content type='html'>Along with friends, family, and The Jammies, Davis celebrated his 5th birthday on October 22nd. He invited several friends, including his special cousins, Grace and Eve, to a backyard party featuring The Jammies. What a party! Davis was extremely possessive of the "stage" and loved having his very own concert. Chandler asked if he could have The Jonas Brothers for his birthday. I teased him with, "yes, as long as Mommy can have Rob Thomas at her birthday party."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQEYdG6vmAI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/UfGRo4np85w/s1600-h/IMG_2742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260512728097724418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQEYdG6vmAI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/UfGRo4np85w/s400/IMG_2742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQEXUMCiPdI/AAAAAAAAAko/_ZWisa4_NsU/s1600-h/IMG_27041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260511475342130642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 384px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQEXUMCiPdI/AAAAAAAAAko/_ZWisa4_NsU/s400/IMG_27041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Justin Debbas and Chad Knutson AKA "The Jammies"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQEXUahtbtI/AAAAAAAAAkw/FQSMSgqLKMA/s1600-h/IMG_27401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260511479230983890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 387px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQEXUahtbtI/AAAAAAAAAkw/FQSMSgqLKMA/s400/IMG_27401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LeJuan and Davis kickin' back and jammin.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQEXUkpOolI/AAAAAAAAAk4/bWqAOD76xTw/s1600-h/IMG_27091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260511481946874450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 379px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQEXUkpOolI/AAAAAAAAAk4/bWqAOD76xTw/s400/IMG_27091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ethan, Dylan, and Keaton show off their "finger horns."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQEXUnk36GI/AAAAAAAAAlA/ZawsZtbrrAo/s1600-h/IMG_27131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260511482733914210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 354px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQEXUnk36GI/AAAAAAAAAlA/ZawsZtbrrAo/s400/IMG_27131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Air guitars &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQEXVPSGnzI/AAAAAAAAAlI/o8VrumhUlns/s1600-h/IMG_27571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260511493392604978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQEXVPSGnzI/AAAAAAAAAlI/o8VrumhUlns/s400/IMG_27571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Davis screamin' with joy over a present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQEYpddDUMI/AAAAAAAAAlY/_kXxNLgxOF0/s1600-h/IMG_27591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260512940305633474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQEYpddDUMI/AAAAAAAAAlY/_kXxNLgxOF0/s400/IMG_27591.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His baseball stance. Jason gave him a new bat and some balls. This boy LOVES baseball. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-8667100391812519229?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/8667100391812519229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=8667100391812519229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/8667100391812519229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/8667100391812519229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/10/davis-turns-five.html' title='Davis Turns Five'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SQEYdG6vmAI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/UfGRo4np85w/s72-c/IMG_2742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-7495071851274513217</id><published>2008-10-19T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T18:30:03.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Sweet to Be Wicked</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Olivia couldn't wait to try on her Halloween costume. My very talented neighbor and friend, Stacey Olmos, made it for her and sells her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Posh Princess Couture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; creations on-line &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poshprincesscouture.etsy.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;www.poshprincesscouture.etsy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;).&lt;/span&gt; Olivia modeled her costume and I goofed around with the camera. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPvUKK7br-I/AAAAAAAAAkY/efh15Ifo7ec/s1600-h/oliviawitchside.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259030261082599394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPvUKK7br-I/AAAAAAAAAkY/efh15Ifo7ec/s400/oliviawitchside.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-7495071851274513217?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/7495071851274513217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=7495071851274513217' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/7495071851274513217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/7495071851274513217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/10/too-sweet-to-be-wicked.html' title='Too Sweet to Be Wicked'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPvUKK7br-I/AAAAAAAAAkY/efh15Ifo7ec/s72-c/oliviawitchside.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-7035549944738663157</id><published>2008-10-17T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T09:22:42.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Football Player</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chandler played flag football for Clovis and loved it. Last night was his final game and he scored a touchdown! His favorite position: &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;catcherback&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. (We'll need to work on field position names next season.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPi0v4i2LlI/AAAAAAAAAjY/A-C_z66xlUM/s1600-h/IMG_2682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258151299680448082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPi0v4i2LlI/AAAAAAAAAjY/A-C_z66xlUM/s400/IMG_2682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPi0wdZc34I/AAAAAAAAAjg/HjOMhKmTR8A/s1600-h/IMG_2684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258151309573152642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPi0wdZc34I/AAAAAAAAAjg/HjOMhKmTR8A/s400/IMG_2684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPi0xIQjV8I/AAAAAAAAAjo/_1jhdL6RziU/s1600-h/stare+down.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258151321078552514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPi0xIQjV8I/AAAAAAAAAjo/_1jhdL6RziU/s400/stare+down.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPi0xmInpfI/AAAAAAAAAjw/cFr86I5uMMY/s1600-h/IMG_2686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258151329098343922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPi0xmInpfI/AAAAAAAAAjw/cFr86I5uMMY/s400/IMG_2686.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/4974174917425114791-7035549944738663157?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/7035549944738663157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=7035549944738663157' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/7035549944738663157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/7035549944738663157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-favorite-football-player.html' title='My Favorite Football Player'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPi0v4i2LlI/AAAAAAAAAjY/A-C_z66xlUM/s72-c/IMG_2682.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-4905416718772962941</id><published>2008-10-16T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T10:47:04.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Packets of Spiritual Sunlight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPd9LHaMgOI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/F7Yk_ZEkg9Q/s1600-h/sunlight3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257808719899295970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPd9LHaMgOI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/F7Yk_ZEkg9Q/s400/sunlight3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some of you know that I've had two weeks off from work. Without getting into specifics, let's just say . . . . my world came crashing down. I'm finally feeling better and I'm so thankful for the packets of spiritual sunlight that have brightened my way. Let me explain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I was in Utah last month, trying to heal and escape my world, my sweet sister placed a talk written by Richard G. Scott, an Apostle of the Lord, in my purse the night I left. The talk is entitled "Trust in the Lord" and was published in November 1995. I have read this talk almost daily since I left Utah and I have applied the teachings found therein to my life -- and it's working. &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;I love this quote from Elder Scott. "I testify that when the Lord closes one important door in your life, He shows His continuing love and compassion by opening many other compensating doors through your exercise of faith. He will place in your path &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;packets of spiritual sunlight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to brighten your way. They often come after the trial has been the greatest, as evidence of the compassion and love of an all-knowing Father. They point the way to greater happiness, more understanding, and strengthen your determination to accept and be obedient to His will."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I testify that those packets of spiritual sunlight are real! I've seen them and I feel them! Whether it's a text message from Dad offering an "I love you, Becky," a bag of candy corn handed to me at my children's school, or a prayer offered in my behalf, the packets of spiritual sunlight I've received have strengthened me. And I am forever thankful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-4905416718772962941?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/4905416718772962941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=4905416718772962941' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/4905416718772962941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/4905416718772962941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/10/packets-of-spiritual-sunlight.html' title='Packets of Spiritual Sunlight'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPd9LHaMgOI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/F7Yk_ZEkg9Q/s72-c/sunlight3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-1317958079693933826</id><published>2008-10-12T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T21:08:16.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parkin Cemetary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPLIweXJWEI/AAAAAAAAAig/tuUsX1S7iEM/s1600-h/daviszombie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256484450204211266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPLIweXJWEI/AAAAAAAAAig/tuUsX1S7iEM/s400/daviszombie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPLIwy3YjdI/AAAAAAAAAio/Opr5PCGCyPo/s1600-h/chandlerzombie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256484455708134866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPLIwy3YjdI/AAAAAAAAAio/Opr5PCGCyPo/s400/chandlerzombie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPLIw2aHTNI/AAAAAAAAAiw/WTeRnzugwUo/s1600-h/oliviazombie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256484456659111122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPLIw2aHTNI/AAAAAAAAAiw/WTeRnzugwUo/s400/oliviazombie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPLIxGhy5RI/AAAAAAAAAi4/dtyImS71fls/s1600-h/zombies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256484460986295570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPLIxGhy5RI/AAAAAAAAAi4/dtyImS71fls/s400/zombies.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stop by the Parkin Cemetary. On Sundays the corpses rise from their graves to haunt the "Yes on Prop 8" sign thieves.&lt;/strong&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/4974174917425114791-1317958079693933826?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/1317958079693933826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=1317958079693933826' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/1317958079693933826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/1317958079693933826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/10/parkin-cemetary.html' title='Parkin Cemetary'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPLIweXJWEI/AAAAAAAAAig/tuUsX1S7iEM/s72-c/daviszombie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-6002564715353054795</id><published>2008-10-10T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T00:52:16.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback Friday:  Maui 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPBTuXJeC5I/AAAAAAAAAiY/qoLVOEiOQ_k/s1600-h/IMG_1505.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We loved Maui. It was our first time vacationing in Maui and we had a blast. We hope to return in Spring 2009. Anyone want to join us? We are a lot of fun and we know how to vacation! Come with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPBOgDkht9I/AAAAAAAAAgg/nr0J1wmMTVo/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_1498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255787077762660306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPBOgDkht9I/AAAAAAAAAgg/nr0J1wmMTVo/s400/Copy+of+IMG_1498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On our first day we were adventurous and definitely "easily-to-spot-tourists" as we cruised around the island in the Jeep. Absolutely beautiful. There were some one-lane roads that freaked us out and some primitive areas. Always the teacher, I was concerned about the children who lived in these primitive villages and looked for schools. I saw abandoned school buses but no buildings. I survived the hair-pin curves and bumpy roads without an upset stomach and wondered how school buses manuevered these curves. I know! Stop thinking about school and enjoy the beauty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPBOgwg1psI/AAAAAAAAAg4/1WW8teAlCkQ/s1600-h/IMG_1571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255787089826784962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPBOgwg1psI/AAAAAAAAAg4/1WW8teAlCkQ/s400/IMG_1571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My happy stomach did not, however, like the helicopter tour. Oh my gosh! If I could have jumped out of the window, I would have. I threw up several times, dry-heaved, and was dripping in sweat. It cost us nearly 400 bucks and after 15 minutes I was ready to die! I politely asked the pilot to stop making quick turns in consideration of my stomach. I think that just made his day -- he thought it was funny and of course, didn't listen. Good thing Jason got some shots of the islands 'cuz my head was between my legs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPBQlXGbJ2I/AAAAAAAAAhw/V7QYc5vGdEc/s1600-h/IMG_1596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255789367927711586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPBQlXGbJ2I/AAAAAAAAAhw/V7QYc5vGdEc/s400/IMG_1596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPBQlmUdZqI/AAAAAAAAAh4/5DKgtHpL_RI/s1600-h/IMG_1584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255789372013110946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPBQlmUdZqI/AAAAAAAAAh4/5DKgtHpL_RI/s400/IMG_1584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPBQlnnqm1I/AAAAAAAAAiA/VAVgWvt9nu4/s1600-h/IMG_1625.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPBOgdWGamI/AAAAAAAAAgo/3_RmuN8jtKc/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_1514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255787084681472610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPBOgdWGamI/AAAAAAAAAgo/3_RmuN8jtKc/s400/Copy+of+IMG_1514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have never been so bone-chilling cold in my life! We waited on top of the volcano for the sun to rise and then rode the bikes down. It was a spectacular sight but I'm not sure I'd do it again. I prefer heat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPBTTCJcf-I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/3A3sXeVAEk8/s1600-h/IMG_1535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255792351600476130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPBTTCJcf-I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/3A3sXeVAEk8/s400/IMG_1535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPBPn9zcSDI/AAAAAAAAAhA/XEzGd7qULaM/s1600-h/IMG_1519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255788313165187122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPBPn9zcSDI/AAAAAAAAAhA/XEzGd7qULaM/s400/IMG_1519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPBPn85Vo8I/AAAAAAAAAhI/7UHUGEIL6fY/s1600-h/IMG_1533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255788312921482178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPBPn85Vo8I/AAAAAAAAAhI/7UHUGEIL6fY/s400/IMG_1533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This sign was posted above the toilet in the volcano visitor's center. I almost peed my pants from laughing so hard -- and because I had so many layers on and struggled to get my pants down. Now, who in the world would consider drinking toilet water? I'd rather lick a rat's tail than stick my water bottle in a toilet for liquid refreshment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPBPoNZa3DI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/3ksvZnUu_Sk/s1600-h/IMG_1622.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255788317761859714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPBPoO7X8II/AAAAAAAAAhY/VYlxa-GOmiU/s400/IMG_1627.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I love sand. I love to walk barefoot in the sand as the waves crash on the beach. I love to look out over the horizon and ponder the beauty of the magnificent oceans and my place in the universe. I'm a beach girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPBOgEmoJMI/AAAAAAAAAgY/xXuxN4gb0Gg/s1600-h/IMG_1563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255787078039905474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPBOgEmoJMI/AAAAAAAAAgY/xXuxN4gb0Gg/s400/IMG_1563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took a boat ride out to an island to snorkel. Jason saw one of the tiny sharks and I jumped in and out of the freakin' cold water. Again, I like heat -- maybe I'm part-reptilian! But, I like to look at the little fishies and I like to grab people and freak them out! I say "Oh, excuse me, I thought you were a fish."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPBTuXJeC5I/AAAAAAAAAiY/qoLVOEiOQ_k/s1600-h/IMG_1505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255792821094189970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPBTuXJeC5I/AAAAAAAAAiY/qoLVOEiOQ_k/s400/IMG_1505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason sportin' the look outside of Mama's Fishhouse. Oh my gosh! The best food on the island. And breath-taking views. Our friends, Barbara, John, Karen, and Steve, recommended the restaurant. I could have eaten there every night!&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/4974174917425114791-6002564715353054795?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/6002564715353054795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=6002564715353054795' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/6002564715353054795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/6002564715353054795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/10/flashback-friday-maui-2007.html' title='Flashback Friday:  Maui 2007'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SPBOgDkht9I/AAAAAAAAAgg/nr0J1wmMTVo/s72-c/Copy+of+IMG_1498.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-2291529572653181597</id><published>2008-10-09T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T20:57:59.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking Sweet Potato Fries --I'm  nuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO6Wn1636gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/4RJo2n8sT_Q/s1600-h/maxs_logo_sml3.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255303426421025282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO6Wn1636gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/4RJo2n8sT_Q/s400/maxs_logo_sml3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Max's Bistro and Bar is one of my favorite Fresno restaurants. After a pampering visit to Strands, I met Jason for an impromptu lunch date. We always order sweet potato fries. They are delicious! So, we eat the fries, share a yummy pecan-crusted chicken salad, and I look to the table at my left and there are sweet potatoes fries looking at me. Yes, &lt;strong&gt;LOOKING&lt;/strong&gt; at me. I hear my name: "Rebecca . . . Rebecca . . . Rebecca, eat us. We're going to be thrown away." Shamefully, the customers hadn't even touched their delicious treasures and those beautiful orange sticks were &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;begging&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; me to rescue them. I was tempted, but couldn't do it. Afterall, I'm a refined woman -- just a little drugged right now. Is it time for a nap?&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/4974174917425114791-2291529572653181597?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/2291529572653181597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=2291529572653181597' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/2291529572653181597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/2291529572653181597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/10/talking-sweet-pototo-fries-im-nuts.html' title='Talking Sweet Potato Fries --I&apos;m  nuts'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO6Wn1636gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/4RJo2n8sT_Q/s72-c/maxs_logo_sml3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-171905126587522165</id><published>2008-10-09T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T09:59:01.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Thumbs Up</title><content type='html'>It's not often I boast about Jason but here goes . . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;Esquire Parkin &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;rocked&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in Madera court this week! He won his motion &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the judge awarded &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;sanctions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; against opposing counsel. The boy knows how to argue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO4sP8iM65I/AAAAAAAAAgI/P5k-Y3zue4k/s1600-h/JCP_Profile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255186467647187858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO4sP8iM65I/AAAAAAAAAgI/P5k-Y3zue4k/s400/JCP_Profile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-171905126587522165?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/171905126587522165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=171905126587522165' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/171905126587522165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/171905126587522165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/10/two-thumbs-up.html' title='Two Thumbs Up'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO4sP8iM65I/AAAAAAAAAgI/P5k-Y3zue4k/s72-c/JCP_Profile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-1234066114903544914</id><published>2008-10-08T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T23:37:45.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunco Makes Me Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love, love this game. It was just what I needed -- smiles, giggles, and hugs from my friends. We missed Denise tonight, but Kelly was able to join in the fun, even wore a wig, and now she is officially a Bunco Babe. It's been 5 years of laughs, food, "neighborhood watch" and good times. My month to host is October and take a wild guess at the theme!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO2iEvN0VbI/AAAAAAAAAgA/js0Ny3uFWdg/s1600-h/Bunco+Group.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO2eh5O7tDI/AAAAAAAAAfY/yz52yugPjys/s1600-h/Bunco+Bad+Hair+Night+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255030645347562546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO2eh5O7tDI/AAAAAAAAAfY/yz52yugPjys/s400/Bunco+Bad+Hair+Night+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Backrow: Chris, Meggie, Kandance, Marty, Christine, Lori, Michelle, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frontrow: Stacey, Jodi, Misty, and Kelly (Gweynn is taking picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO2eh4uEyyI/AAAAAAAAAfg/H2CGCn-yYT4/s1600-h/Bunco+Bad+Hair+Night+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO2PaFkcLgI/AAAAAAAAAe4/y9CdHD1Bbvw/s1600-h/IMG_2632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255014018545626626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO2PaFkcLgI/AAAAAAAAAe4/y9CdHD1Bbvw/s400/IMG_2632.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Kandace and Rebecca. She won a prize for the braids and barretts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO2Pab_kkII/AAAAAAAAAfA/s_MKnUrM62A/s1600-h/IMG_2640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255014024565002370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO2Pab_kkII/AAAAAAAAAfA/s_MKnUrM62A/s400/IMG_2640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rebecca and The Queen of Bunco --Lori.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO2O-7AQmFI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/IaGxE0Wj6Lo/s1600-h/IMG_2626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255013551853049938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO2O-7AQmFI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/IaGxE0Wj6Lo/s400/IMG_2626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Love, love this girl. Always looks good -- even with Poof wig!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO2O_JmzU-I/AAAAAAAAAeY/2OFgbm_Jb5o/s1600-h/IMG_2629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255013555772806114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO2O_JmzU-I/AAAAAAAAAeY/2OFgbm_Jb5o/s400/IMG_2629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Christine has beautiful blond, LONG hair. She freaked me out when she walked in with Pocahontas hair. Love that smile&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO2O_PMI-zI/AAAAAAAAAeg/sts4r3KzgyM/s1600-h/IMG_2634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255013557271591730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO2O_PMI-zI/AAAAAAAAAeg/sts4r3KzgyM/s400/IMG_2634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Chris, Rebecca, and Stacey. My girls! That's Stacey's real hair! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO2O_VtxYpI/AAAAAAAAAeo/1zhfLVy96As/s1600-h/IMG_2639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255013559023264402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO2O_VtxYpI/AAAAAAAAAeo/1zhfLVy96As/s400/IMG_2639.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It took us several tries to take this picture! I couldn't stop laughing. Gweynn is the neighborhood Go-To. If we have troubles, we go to Gweynn. If we need an answer to a question, we go to Gweynn. If we need to find out ANY information, we go to Gweynn. Get the picture! She is an extraordinary woman and I love her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO2O_V9uG-I/AAAAAAAAAew/89EZzPy3kvY/s1600-h/IMG_2635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255013559090158562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO2O_V9uG-I/AAAAAAAAAew/89EZzPy3kvY/s400/IMG_2635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Meggie sportin' that bad, bad hair. She lives next door and I'm so happy she's my neighbor. Poor Meggie has to suffer through my hairball-mutt barking all night. Oh, and Davis and Chandler following her husband, Mike (a REAL fireman), all around his garage and yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO2ehvi1lWI/AAAAAAAAAfI/-9I2rnpj4HE/s1600-h/Bunco+Bad+Hair+Night+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255030642746692962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO2ehvi1lWI/AAAAAAAAAfI/-9I2rnpj4HE/s400/Bunco+Bad+Hair+Night+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Sportin' that black hair! Black is back!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO2ehnvdmxI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/cyt92qwfuWM/s1600-h/Bunco+Bad+Hair+Night+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255030640652163858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO2ehnvdmxI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/cyt92qwfuWM/s400/Bunco+Bad+Hair+Night+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Stacey and Jodi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO2eh5O7tDI/AAAAAAAAAfY/yz52yugPjys/s1600-h/Bunco+Bad+Hair+Night+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO2eh4uEyyI/AAAAAAAAAfg/H2CGCn-yYT4/s1600-h/Bunco+Bad+Hair+Night+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255030645209746210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO2eh4uEyyI/AAAAAAAAAfg/H2CGCn-yYT4/s400/Bunco+Bad+Hair+Night+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Action shot! I scored two buncos tonight!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO2eh6rUFXI/AAAAAAAAAfo/mia8vfsellc/s1600-h/Bunco+Bad+Hair+Night+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255030645735036274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO2eh6rUFXI/AAAAAAAAAfo/mia8vfsellc/s400/Bunco+Bad+Hair+Night+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;This one's for Jessica. I didn't have any apples, but I had pumpkin stickers. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO2iEvN0VbI/AAAAAAAAAgA/js0Ny3uFWdg/s1600-h/Bunco+Group.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255034542488835506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO2iEvN0VbI/AAAAAAAAAgA/js0Ny3uFWdg/s400/Bunco+Group.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-1234066114903544914?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/1234066114903544914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=1234066114903544914' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/1234066114903544914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/1234066114903544914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/10/bunco-makes-me-happy.html' title='Bunco Makes Me Happy'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SO2eh5O7tDI/AAAAAAAAAfY/yz52yugPjys/s72-c/Bunco+Bad+Hair+Night+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-293015606228755235</id><published>2008-10-07T11:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T12:41:47.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish For Olivia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254489807247504194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOuyo-Tl80I/AAAAAAAAAd4/dC7Fzl7EHsw/s400/IMG_10781.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOuyZcfpzOI/AAAAAAAAAdw/iSCNOfsG7O8/s1600-h/IMG_10881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254489540473244898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOuyZcfpzOI/AAAAAAAAAdw/iSCNOfsG7O8/s400/IMG_10881.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If I could give Olivia just one thing, I'd give her a sister. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-293015606228755235?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/293015606228755235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=293015606228755235' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/293015606228755235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/293015606228755235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-sweet-olivia.html' title='Wish For Olivia'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOuyo-Tl80I/AAAAAAAAAd4/dC7Fzl7EHsw/s72-c/IMG_10781.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-2494483914948651194</id><published>2008-10-06T17:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T13:12:31.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Wonders</title><content type='html'>Jessie tagged me and I tag anyone who hasn't shared amazing facts about themselves this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven amazing facts about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOrlTr3EIiI/AAAAAAAAAdY/duZ7CZUjcs0/s1600-h/def+leppard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254264041635062306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOrlTr3EIiI/AAAAAAAAAdY/duZ7CZUjcs0/s400/def+leppard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The first concert I went to was L.A. Guns and Def Leppard. I was in 9th grade. It was at the Portland Memorial Coliseum (now the Rose Garden) and my date was my older brother, Dave, and his friends. They were seniors and I thought I was something special! The concert was in the round and I still remember rockin' out to "Rock of Ages" as the lights flickered on and off. Joe Elliot didn't have a pot-belly back then and his voice rocked. I spent all of my money on a t-shirt and a head band that reads "hysteria." I still have both items and I know right where they are. If I had a time machine, I would go back to that night without hesitation. Misty was born that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't look good with a perm. Ick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I always wanted to be a pharmacist. The closest pharmacy school to Fresno is in Stockton. If we ever find ourselves back in Sacramento, just 40 minutes north of Stockton, I'll apply to the program. Or if we find ourselves in Utah, I may have to suck it up and apply to the U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I was never good with boys named &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;. My first kiss was from a boy named Matt in kindergarton sitting on the oval, yarn rug during circle time. Our relationship only lasted one story. Then, YUCK, my cousin, &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; at a VERY, YOUNG, INNOCENT age and I had a crush on each other. Moving on. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Matt Kearl&lt;/span&gt;, who was like the perpetual BYU college student, befriended me and, dumb me, I even went to Disneyland with him. At Disneyland, we had to RUN from ride to ride. SPRINT, even. I was having my period (overshare, I know) and he threw tantrums that I had to stop and use the bathroom to take care of business. I was so perturbed that I took an extra long time in the bathroom each time. And then there's &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Matt Olive&lt;/span&gt;, who shattered my heart to pieces after dating for over a year. He said the most hurtful thing to me. He told me that he didn't like my "body tone." According to him, my face was beautiful, but my body was something else. Well, Matt, eat your pig-headed heart out! Olivia will never date a Matt. (sorry Nicole . . . your Matt obviously is an exception)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOrmRGQOFoI/AAAAAAAAAdg/gdIEeQSdJIE/s1600-h/Oaklandtemple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254265096691914370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOrmRGQOFoI/AAAAAAAAAdg/gdIEeQSdJIE/s400/Oaklandtemple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. So, I'll tell you one of the nicest things that someone said to me. While in the Oakland temple in December of 1998, a matron stopped me, grabbed hold of my arm, and with tears streaming down her face, whispered that I reminded her of The Virgin Mary. I've never forgotten these kind words. I was 20 weeks pregnant with Olivia. I was overwhelmed with emotion and I felt so special because a stranger thought I radiated purity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. My BYU friend and fellow scientist, Kathy Buswell, and I were determined to invent delicious low fat chocolate chip cookies. We experimented with fat free cream cheese, 1/3 fat cream cheese, 1/2 butter and 1/2 cream cheese, margarine, applesauce, nasty fruit substitute, etc. We'd call each other to sample cookie dough -- which was always good -- the final product was never what our tastebuds envisioned. Let's just say we're still working on the recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I have anxieties about pumping gas. O.k, it's an Oregon thing. They pump our gas for us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-2494483914948651194?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/2494483914948651194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=2494483914948651194' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/2494483914948651194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/2494483914948651194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/10/lucky-7.html' title='7 Wonders'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOrlTr3EIiI/AAAAAAAAAdY/duZ7CZUjcs0/s72-c/def+leppard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-6106940342288901192</id><published>2008-10-06T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T17:24:14.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Addicted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOpQIBXXmyI/AAAAAAAAAdI/417P_joeynY/s1600-h/candy+corn.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, I'm addicted to candy corn. I'm embarrassed to admit how many bags I've already purchased and consumed this week. The original, honey flavor is the best. I love to eat each piece by color: first the white tip, then orange middle, and finally the yellow. Each color tastes the same, but I have my quirks about the right way to eat candy corn. I already know I'm weird so add this peculiarity to my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOpPo8jpJiI/AAAAAAAAAc4/tG_ygNAvDM8/s1600-h/candy+corn.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOpPpA2vdiI/AAAAAAAAAdA/vUN8_fcvTKs/s1600-h/candy+corn+girl.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254099481303938594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOpPpA2vdiI/AAAAAAAAAdA/vUN8_fcvTKs/s400/candy+corn+girl.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Help! Someone stop me before I turn into a Candy-Corn-Hot-Dog-On-A-Stick-Chick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Send in the Candy Corn vampire. I named him Edward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOpOY2Yg7LI/AAAAAAAAAco/S106HzZWP1c/s1600-h/ccvampire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254098104103267506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOpOY2Yg7LI/AAAAAAAAAco/S106HzZWP1c/s400/ccvampire.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What's your favorite Halloween candy?&lt;/p&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/4974174917425114791-6106940342288901192?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/6106940342288901192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=6106940342288901192' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/6106940342288901192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/6106940342288901192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-addicted.html' title='I&apos;m Addicted'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOpPpA2vdiI/AAAAAAAAAdA/vUN8_fcvTKs/s72-c/candy+corn+girl.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-5337758700838920333</id><published>2008-10-04T23:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T23:55:40.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer Has Started</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOhj4tqJY2I/AAAAAAAAAcI/sNzDLjYtQ6Y/s1600-h/IMG_2625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253558791307879266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOhj4tqJY2I/AAAAAAAAAcI/sNzDLjYtQ6Y/s400/IMG_2625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Davis played in his first soccer game today.  It was a drizzly, cold Saturday morning -- perfect, Oregon soccer weather.  Wait!  This is California.  I was all smiles out on the field.  The wet grass, the smell of rain, the long-sleeved shirts under uniform shirts, umbrellas, blankets draped across laps . . . memories of my soccer years in Oregon.  Davis had a great time.  Here he is pictured with his hero, Ethan. Ethan scored and scored and scored.  I lost count!  Davis thinks Ethan is a professional. &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/4974174917425114791-5337758700838920333?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/5337758700838920333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=5337758700838920333' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/5337758700838920333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/5337758700838920333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/10/soccer-has-started.html' title='Soccer Has Started'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOhj4tqJY2I/AAAAAAAAAcI/sNzDLjYtQ6Y/s72-c/IMG_2625.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-8419400350037992700</id><published>2008-10-04T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:41:15.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOgawfNWU3I/AAAAAAAAAcA/2UlCoTaWJPI/s1600-h/bent+tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253478385641214834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOgawfNWU3I/AAAAAAAAAcA/2UlCoTaWJPI/s400/bent+tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's no surprise that I love MatchBox 20 and Rob Thomas' soothing voice. Released in 2000 on the Mad Season album, "Bent" is one of my favorite songs of all time. Eight years later, this song reminds me of some trials I'm currently dealing with and that I don't want to be 'bent'-- like the tree in the picture whose branches have grown so heavy that they have fallen over.  Rather I want to stand tall and immovable with my head held high. I'm thankful for my dear friend who is helping me at a distance. You know who you are and I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the song on my blog playlist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I fall along the way&lt;br /&gt;Pick me up and dust me off&lt;br /&gt;And if I get too tired to make it&lt;br /&gt;Be my breath so I can walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I need some other love&lt;br /&gt;Give me more than I can stand&lt;br /&gt;And when my smile gets old and faded&lt;br /&gt;Wait around I'll smile again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't be so complicated&lt;br /&gt;Just hold me and then&lt;br /&gt;Just hold me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you help me I'm bent&lt;br /&gt;I'm so scared that I'll never&lt;br /&gt;Get put back together&lt;br /&gt;You're breaking me in&lt;br /&gt;And this is how we will end&lt;br /&gt;With you and me bent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I couldn't sleep could you sleep&lt;br /&gt;Could you paint me better off&lt;br /&gt;Could you sympathize with my needs&lt;br /&gt;I know you think I need a lot&lt;br /&gt;I started out clean but I'm jaded&lt;br /&gt;Just phoning it in&lt;br /&gt;Just breaking the skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you help me I'm bent&lt;br /&gt;I'm so scared that I'll never&lt;br /&gt;Get put back together&lt;br /&gt;You're breaking me in&lt;br /&gt;And this is how we will end&lt;br /&gt;With you and me bent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-8419400350037992700?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/8419400350037992700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=8419400350037992700' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/8419400350037992700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/8419400350037992700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/10/bent.html' title='Bent'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOgawfNWU3I/AAAAAAAAAcA/2UlCoTaWJPI/s72-c/bent+tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-4706873836185402806</id><published>2008-10-03T23:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T23:48:52.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback Friday:  Dodger Mania</title><content type='html'>Jason is a true Dodger fan. He grew up 5 miles from Dodger Stadium and has converted his children (and wife, I suppose) to Dodger fans as well. The Dodgers are doing great right now and may possibly play in the World Series. Tonight Jason said that if the Dodgers make it to the World Series then he doesn't care how much it costs, he'll take the boys! Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded today of my first Dodger game with Jason in August 1995. His dad's client had season tickets behind home plate and gave Jason two tickets. I didn't understand what the big hype was about seats behind home plate!  Hello!  Pick up the cluephone! And, to top it off, I wouldn't eat a Dodger Dog (if you know me, I don't eat hot dogs.) It took Jason 12 years to take me to another game! In July 2007, Jason and I escaped for a weekend in Los Angeles and saw WICKED (for me) and a Dodger game (for Jason). Hey, we compromise around here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOcTVC8c2NI/AAAAAAAAAbg/c8LDN1_PudI/s1600-h/IMG_1370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253188742639573202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOcTVC8c2NI/AAAAAAAAAbg/c8LDN1_PudI/s400/IMG_1370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOcTVJ2zQXI/AAAAAAAAAbw/pIVTzFIQq4g/s1600-h/IMG00064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253188744494924146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOcTVJ2zQXI/AAAAAAAAAbw/pIVTzFIQq4g/s400/IMG00064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOcTVZhSAAI/AAAAAAAAAb4/k8wSlgwl1f4/s1600-h/IMG00058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253188748699631618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOcTVZhSAAI/AAAAAAAAAb4/k8wSlgwl1f4/s400/IMG00058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-4706873836185402806?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/4706873836185402806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=4706873836185402806' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/4706873836185402806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/4706873836185402806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/10/flashback-friday-dodger-mania.html' title='Flashback Friday:  Dodger Mania'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOcTVC8c2NI/AAAAAAAAAbg/c8LDN1_PudI/s72-c/IMG_1370.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-4039638986635406866</id><published>2008-09-30T17:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T18:52:38.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOLWpy58GsI/AAAAAAAAAbY/UUvLdxBU9xg/s1600-h/myYearbookPhoto1994"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251996128995187394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOLWpy58GsI/AAAAAAAAAbY/UUvLdxBU9xg/s400/myYearbookPhoto1994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1994&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOLVz1iEMAI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/v0CBYaigi94/s1600-h/myYearbookPhoto78"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251995201987424258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOLVz1iEMAI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/v0CBYaigi94/s400/myYearbookPhoto78" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1978&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOLVUdg4P2I/AAAAAAAAAa4/gONwTQGR9Bs/s1600-h/myYearbookPhoto662"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251994662964051810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOLVUdg4P2I/AAAAAAAAAa4/gONwTQGR9Bs/s400/myYearbookPhoto662" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1966&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOLVUW3S5eI/AAAAAAAAAbA/ZN0ClhFbUDs/s1600-h/myYearbookPhoto862"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251994661179024866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOLVUW3S5eI/AAAAAAAAAbA/ZN0ClhFbUDs/s400/myYearbookPhoto862" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1986&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOLVUVEngxI/AAAAAAAAAbI/P8jFPS794rg/s1600-h/myYearbookPhoto1958"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251994660698030866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOLVUVEngxI/AAAAAAAAAbI/P8jFPS794rg/s400/myYearbookPhoto1958" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1958&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOLKfXPChYI/AAAAAAAAAao/oBx1lXBrZ94/s1600-h/myYearbookPhoto1976"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOLJnkAB4GI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Oezmh2f6cMU/s1600-h/myYearbookPhoto1953"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251981796983300194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOLJnkAB4GI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Oezmh2f6cMU/s400/myYearbookPhoto1953" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1952&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOLJnpSuj7I/AAAAAAAAAaI/zkiYwyj9lHU/s1600-h/myYearbookPhoto1982"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251981798403903410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOLJnpSuj7I/AAAAAAAAAaI/zkiYwyj9lHU/s400/myYearbookPhoto1982" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My favorite: 1982&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-4039638986635406866?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/4039638986635406866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=4039638986635406866' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/4039638986635406866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/4039638986635406866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/09/guess-who.html' title='Guess Who?'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOLWpy58GsI/AAAAAAAAAbY/UUvLdxBU9xg/s72-c/myYearbookPhoto1994' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-2597966081507275424</id><published>2008-09-29T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:50:13.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Chandler</title><content type='html'>"Mom, would you ever want to be a dog?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, no Honey, I don't think so. Don't care for dog-food." (Trying not to laugh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, I wish I was a poodle. Poodles don't have to go to school everyday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that just about sums up my Chandler. I never know what's coming next! I'm so thankful for Chandler and his effort-less ability to make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOFowjg3Z8I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Af1iOgi2W6c/s1600-h/poodle.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251593823866808258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOFowjg3Z8I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Af1iOgi2W6c/s400/poodle.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOFowhxcNAI/AAAAAAAAAZY/PEeBSeCPtow/s1600-h/poodle2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251593823399457794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOFowhxcNAI/AAAAAAAAAZY/PEeBSeCPtow/s400/poodle2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-2597966081507275424?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/2597966081507275424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=2597966081507275424' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/2597966081507275424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/2597966081507275424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-chandler.html' title='My Chandler'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOFowjg3Z8I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Af1iOgi2W6c/s72-c/poodle.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-185765523367884405</id><published>2008-09-28T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T20:16:07.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Jammies at Cobb Ranch</title><content type='html'>At work on Friday, Justin (green shirt) told me that he was performing at Cobb Ranch and had free tickets for us. Of course, I jumped all over that! I was so happy that Jason took the kids while I was off on my lighthouse adventure. They had a great time and saw other friends from my work. Davis, Chandler, and Olivia loved it! I've hired The Jammies to perform at Davis' 5th birthday party in October and he is now very excited. They really are a fun duo and I hope they kick The Wiggles and Greg n Steve right out of stardom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOBFn1bpVKI/AAAAAAAAAY4/rQVkqNuHLP8/s1600-h/IMG_2576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251273716174247074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOBFn1bpVKI/AAAAAAAAAY4/rQVkqNuHLP8/s400/IMG_2576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOBFnYGy7YI/AAAAAAAAAYo/M8A0m64HfWo/s1600-h/IMG_2556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251273708302167426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOBFnYGy7YI/AAAAAAAAAYo/M8A0m64HfWo/s400/IMG_2556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOBFnfJlA-I/AAAAAAAAAYw/khMfcoNrWwk/s1600-h/IMG_2558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251273710192886754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOBFnfJlA-I/AAAAAAAAAYw/khMfcoNrWwk/s400/IMG_2558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOBFoO23jsI/AAAAAAAAAZA/KwCeD63FB68/s1600-h/IMG_2579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251273722999312066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOBFoO23jsI/AAAAAAAAAZA/KwCeD63FB68/s400/IMG_2579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-185765523367884405?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/185765523367884405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=185765523367884405' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/185765523367884405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/185765523367884405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/09/jammies-at-cobb-ranch.html' title='The Jammies at Cobb Ranch'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOBFn1bpVKI/AAAAAAAAAY4/rQVkqNuHLP8/s72-c/IMG_2576.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-5960509064448684538</id><published>2008-09-28T14:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T20:15:33.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOAkDtTfQWI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/bdlT1ukAQwA/s1600-h/morrocambriamap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251236811633541474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOAkDtTfQWI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/bdlT1ukAQwA/s400/morrocambriamap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;I left San Luis Obispo around 8:30 am and cycled through Morro Bay, Cayucos, Harmony, Cambria, and San Simeon -- about 55 miles out, and 44 miles back. I even cycled on HWY 1. That was scary -- cars were merging onto the HWY and watch out! It was overcast as I passed through Cambria and the ocean was barely visible. The SLOBC helpers didn't think I'd be able to see the lighthouse because it was so foggy. Just past Hearst Castle, I stopped and looked at the elephant seals and other sea animals. The lighthouse was about 2 miles north and I was determined to see it. I continued to ride and there it was -- but only partially visible. I was so disappointed. Another mile out was a rest stop -- and I was tired. I was fighting against a headwind and exhausted. After a short rest, I headed back to SLO and the fog had burned off, the weather warmed up, and there was a tailwind to push me along. And there it was! The entire lighthouse -- standing tall, magnificent, and immovable. I thought about this lighthouse for the next 3 hours and compared it to my life right now and the gospel of Jesus Christ. Just like the lighthouse, Christ is always there. Sometimes we don't see Him because of the foggy layers in our lives -- but He is there -- and we must have faith that He will guide us home. I started to cry and wished that I could have His tender arms around me. I can't but I have faith that He will help me overcome my heartache. I felt impressed to leave Saturday night instead of driving home on Sunday morning. I needed to be at church with my family and partake of the Sacrament. Steps in the right direction. It was a physically and emotionally draining day but I loved it. I did it -- 99 miles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251183190790666642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SN_zSkGUeZI/AAAAAAAAAXo/5ynnEwR41xI/s400/P080927111830716a3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Climbing a hill -- about mile 20. Just outside of Harmony. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251183198778507234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SN_zTB2xP-I/AAAAAAAAAX4/3vG3cTN-SZM/s400/P080927142124374a9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Riding down the same hill -- about mile 80. Somehow I missed the turn for lunch -- which was about 5 miles before this picture. I saw every other sign and arrow! Needless to say, I chowed on a really, yummy Halibut dinner in Pismo Beach a few hours later. &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOAkzQ7tm8I/AAAAAAAAAYg/zivlhM4NPZ4/s1600-h/CALIFORNIA-1_embedded_prod_affiliate_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251237628651346882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOAkzQ7tm8I/AAAAAAAAAYg/zivlhM4NPZ4/s400/CALIFORNIA-1_embedded_prod_affiliate_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Piedras Blancas Lighthouse, San Simeon, California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-5960509064448684538?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/5960509064448684538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=5960509064448684538' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/5960509064448684538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/5960509064448684538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-did-it.html' title='I did it!'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SOAkDtTfQWI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/bdlT1ukAQwA/s72-c/morrocambriamap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-4368136404525028265</id><published>2008-09-26T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T14:57:48.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers Make Me Cry, Too</title><content type='html'>So, I'm a crybaby. There's something comforting about walking into your home after a long, teary, and emotional week to find a beautiful boquet staring back at you. Tomorrow I "compete" in my first century bike ride -- The Lighthouse Century, starting in San Luis Obispo. I'm nervous! The course is about 100 miles and I will cycle along the Central California coast. Jason surprised me with flowers and card to wish me good luck. Thank you, Jason. Wish you and the kids were coming with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SN1YCtZmL9I/AAAAAAAAAXY/H80zOWHzI1w/s1600-h/IMG_2552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250449544153804754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SN1YCtZmL9I/AAAAAAAAAXY/H80zOWHzI1w/s400/IMG_2552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-4368136404525028265?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/4368136404525028265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=4368136404525028265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/4368136404525028265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/4368136404525028265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/09/flowers-make-me-cry-too.html' title='Flowers Make Me Cry, Too'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SN1YCtZmL9I/AAAAAAAAAXY/H80zOWHzI1w/s72-c/IMG_2552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-5668178267820471248</id><published>2008-09-25T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T22:23:48.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday's Science Lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNsefa-JBuI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/qUs5kRc4G7k/s1600-h/neuron5.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249823315795183330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNsefa-JBuI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/qUs5kRc4G7k/s400/neuron5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a picture of a neuron or nerve cell. I've always been fascinated with them and I think they're kind of cute; like a cell cyclops. Your body has trillions of them! I have a 90 minute Promethean project due Friday morning on neurons and here I am blogging about them. It's official: I'm losing my mind!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-5668178267820471248?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/5668178267820471248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=5668178267820471248' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/5668178267820471248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/5668178267820471248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/09/thursdays-science-lesson.html' title='Thursday&apos;s Science Lesson'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNsefa-JBuI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/qUs5kRc4G7k/s72-c/neuron5.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-4847005521659431411</id><published>2008-09-24T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T21:47:24.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Payback!</title><content type='html'>My sweet, thoughtful, and beautiful sister published blackmail pictures of me on her blog. We took dozens of "not so pretty, but oh, so funny" pictures. We laughed and laughed and laughed. Very therapeutic! Try it sometime! Little did I know that Jess would actually SHOW people! So, 'lil sista' Red Hoodie in da blog house and da mama done post da sista' pics for all da friends to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNsUW_zU_XI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/YOa8kaJa5lU/s1600-h/IMG_2458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249812175946841458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNsUW_zU_XI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/YOa8kaJa5lU/s400/IMG_2458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNsUXPeTUNI/AAAAAAAAAWY/rwqo0efwDTo/s1600-h/IMG_2462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249812180153618642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNsUXPeTUNI/AAAAAAAAAWY/rwqo0efwDTo/s400/IMG_2462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNsUXNGRTBI/AAAAAAAAAWg/OPg5erEWGBE/s1600-h/IMG_2463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249812179515952146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNsUXNGRTBI/AAAAAAAAAWg/OPg5erEWGBE/s400/IMG_2463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNsUXU0JSKI/AAAAAAAAAWo/D95rMD6dM14/s1600-h/IMG_2461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249812181587413154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNsUXU0JSKI/AAAAAAAAAWo/D95rMD6dM14/s400/IMG_2461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNsXL5z4VJI/AAAAAAAAAXI/gnX6-GyVJLc/s1600-h/IMG_2488.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-4847005521659431411?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/4847005521659431411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=4847005521659431411' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/4847005521659431411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/4847005521659431411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/09/payback.html' title='Payback!'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNsUW_zU_XI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/YOa8kaJa5lU/s72-c/IMG_2458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-2196832949492369985</id><published>2008-09-23T18:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T22:03:22.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Legos Made Me Cry</title><content type='html'>No, I didn't step on one. My plane arrived in Fresno about 11 and I didn't make it home until nearly midnight --too late to play with the kids. As I stumbled into the boy's room to kiss them goodnight, I saw this message spelled out in Legos on the floor. They really did miss me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNmSj9YZJoI/AAAAAAAAAWA/GvrElSknHh8/s1600-h/IMG_2522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249387987146974850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNmSj9YZJoI/AAAAAAAAAWA/GvrElSknHh8/s400/IMG_2522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-2196832949492369985?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/2196832949492369985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=2196832949492369985' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/2196832949492369985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/2196832949492369985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/09/legos-made-me-cry.html' title='Legos Made Me Cry'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNmSj9YZJoI/AAAAAAAAAWA/GvrElSknHh8/s72-c/IMG_2522.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-5406863034041272023</id><published>2008-09-22T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T22:02:11.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlotte</title><content type='html'>Charlotte finally let me hold her -- minutes before we left for the airport. She is one, special girl. I watched in amazement as she struggled with her physical obstacles and I thought about the hurdles in my life. Her sweet spirit reminded me of how each one of us are given tests and adversity in different shapes, sizes, and colors. We must never give up. I love you, Charlotte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNmOhZ0zetI/AAAAAAAAAVY/7Pn1XHoHgDk/s1600-h/IMG_2510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249383545196214994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNmOhZ0zetI/AAAAAAAAAVY/7Pn1XHoHgDk/s400/IMG_2510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNnJUsp9RHI/AAAAAAAAAWI/pX90I8uFffc/s1600-h/P9220112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249448198098732146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNnJUsp9RHI/AAAAAAAAAWI/pX90I8uFffc/s400/P9220112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNmQi122sNI/AAAAAAAAAVw/bVQcyzezWJQ/s1600-h/IMG_2409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249385768924131538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNmQi122sNI/AAAAAAAAAVw/bVQcyzezWJQ/s400/IMG_2409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-5406863034041272023?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/5406863034041272023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=5406863034041272023' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/5406863034041272023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/5406863034041272023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/09/charlotte.html' title='Charlotte'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNmOhZ0zetI/AAAAAAAAAVY/7Pn1XHoHgDk/s72-c/IMG_2510.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-1929688080876919048</id><published>2008-09-21T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T13:30:44.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rachel Ray:  Watch Out!</title><content type='html'>Move over Rachel Ray! Doesn't our cake look so de-lish? Jess and I decided to bake a football cake in honor of BYU's crushing, shut-out game against Wyoming. It's a rather tall football -- but, none-the-less, 4 fluffy and moist, mouth-watering layers of chocolate mousse madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNarPqNlL3I/AAAAAAAAAU8/Y9HAMpkIQns/s1600-h/P9200021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248570701264531314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNarPqNlL3I/AAAAAAAAAU8/Y9HAMpkIQns/s400/P9200021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNarPbwQRmI/AAAAAAAAAU0/z9zIYcfkeKA/s1600-h/P9200027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248570697383429730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNarPbwQRmI/AAAAAAAAAU0/z9zIYcfkeKA/s400/P9200027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNapLVONurI/AAAAAAAAAT0/NuEBYIQ9EMg/s1600-h/P9200025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248568427887311538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNapLVONurI/AAAAAAAAAT0/NuEBYIQ9EMg/s400/P9200025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNapLi7--DI/AAAAAAAAAT8/miQ2MMHdBSg/s1600-h/P9200026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248568431568943154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNapLi7--DI/AAAAAAAAAT8/miQ2MMHdBSg/s400/P9200026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNapMvhiqPI/AAAAAAAAAUU/-rdSbtdhFsA/s1600-h/P9200028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248568452127566066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNapMvhiqPI/AAAAAAAAAUU/-rdSbtdhFsA/s400/P9200028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNaooMlNAaI/AAAAAAAAATM/IBAlNSjKYMc/s1600-h/P9200020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248567824272392610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNaooMlNAaI/AAAAAAAAATM/IBAlNSjKYMc/s400/P9200020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNaooahNT4I/AAAAAAAAATU/ez1NFcWcYHo/s1600-h/P9200021.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNaoo81ydYI/AAAAAAAAATc/JBQlSz8kCGg/s1600-h/P9200022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248567837226857858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNaoo81ydYI/AAAAAAAAATc/JBQlSz8kCGg/s400/P9200022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNaopG3VXlI/AAAAAAAAATk/8Mfqg7CHG6U/s1600-h/P9200023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248567839917694546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNaopG3VXlI/AAAAAAAAATk/8Mfqg7CHG6U/s400/P9200023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNaopbSOKuI/AAAAAAAAATs/imp4tj30KyM/s1600-h/P9200024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248567845399177954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNaopbSOKuI/AAAAAAAAATs/imp4tj30KyM/s400/P9200024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNapokxlWoI/AAAAAAAAAUk/vSRa4fKyxpk/s1600-h/P9200034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248568930278398594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNapokxlWoI/AAAAAAAAAUk/vSRa4fKyxpk/s400/P9200034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNapo0HTxXI/AAAAAAAAAUs/2HP2o4x0lGE/s1600-h/P9200035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248568934396052850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNapo0HTxXI/AAAAAAAAAUs/2HP2o4x0lGE/s400/P9200035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-1929688080876919048?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/1929688080876919048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=1929688080876919048' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/1929688080876919048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/1929688080876919048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/09/rachel-ray-watch-out.html' title='Rachel Ray:  Watch Out!'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNarPqNlL3I/AAAAAAAAAU8/Y9HAMpkIQns/s72-c/P9200021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-6335470504995188938</id><published>2008-09-20T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T19:18:05.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly Sisters</title><content type='html'>Sittin' on the couch, laughin', and just bein' silly, Jess and I show off our goofy side.  Guess what we have in front of our faces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNWuSr-5m9I/AAAAAAAAARs/H3VAfb447bs/s1600-h/IMG_2394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248292576837606354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNWuSr-5m9I/AAAAAAAAARs/H3VAfb447bs/s400/IMG_2394.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNWuS3iMF_I/AAAAAAAAAR0/SIivL3ipgm4/s1600-h/IMG_2395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248292579938408434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNWuS3iMF_I/AAAAAAAAAR0/SIivL3ipgm4/s400/IMG_2395.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-6335470504995188938?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/6335470504995188938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=6335470504995188938' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/6335470504995188938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/6335470504995188938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/09/silly-sisters.html' title='Silly Sisters'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNWuSr-5m9I/AAAAAAAAARs/H3VAfb447bs/s72-c/IMG_2394.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-5736814817907044850</id><published>2008-09-20T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T19:12:38.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly, Fly Away and Heal Little Birdie</title><content type='html'>I flew to Utah on Friday, Sept 19th, to spend time with my sister, Jessica, and her precious family in Logan. After a turbulent ride into Sin City and another bumpy ride into SLC, I arrived, half-dazed yet excited for the weekend with my dear sister. I've had some struggles and alot of heartache and just need to be around my 'lil sis. The last time I saw Jess was in August 2006 at a family reunion in Oregon. She was living in New Zealand at the time and I was so excited when she and her husband, Wade, decided to move back to the States. Jessica has two children -- Charlotte, almost 3, and Jack, who was born in July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNWs_usdb7I/AAAAAAAAARE/0gVuYc3RxkY/s1600-h/IMG_2343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248291151636426674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNWs_usdb7I/AAAAAAAAARE/0gVuYc3RxkY/s400/IMG_2343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNWtAHbfc5I/AAAAAAAAARM/no64cqPk1gw/s1600-h/IMG_2414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248291158276141970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNWtAHbfc5I/AAAAAAAAARM/no64cqPk1gw/s400/IMG_2414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNWtAjNU9cI/AAAAAAAAARU/qBq9AyoG4bQ/s1600-h/IMG_2375.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNWtBHjuFfI/AAAAAAAAARc/btof8aalpEU/s1600-h/IMG_2373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248291175490524658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNWtBHjuFfI/AAAAAAAAARc/btof8aalpEU/s400/IMG_2373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-5736814817907044850?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/5736814817907044850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=5736814817907044850' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/5736814817907044850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/5736814817907044850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/09/fly-fly-away-and-heal-little-birdie.html' title='Fly, Fly Away and Heal Little Birdie'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNWs_usdb7I/AAAAAAAAARE/0gVuYc3RxkY/s72-c/IMG_2343.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-2029800557459382839</id><published>2008-09-19T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T22:54:49.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RUN OLIVIA RUN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNXd0ZMMNVI/AAAAAAAAASs/XE-gGa2qO2s/s1600-h/IMG00170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248344832955135314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNXd0ZMMNVI/AAAAAAAAASs/XE-gGa2qO2s/s400/IMG00170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Olivia before her cross-country race against Century. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Olivia's competitor giving the camera the evil eye!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNXd0eaSYhI/AAAAAAAAAS0/gIslO-mpH6I/s1600-h/IMG00172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248344834356437522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNXd0eaSYhI/AAAAAAAAAS0/gIslO-mpH6I/s400/IMG00172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THEY'RE OFF! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNXd0t-VYFI/AAAAAAAAAS8/kOvzKVhRxsU/s1600-h/IMG00173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248344838534160466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNXd0t-VYFI/AAAAAAAAAS8/kOvzKVhRxsU/s400/IMG00173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Olivia halfway done. Look at the determination in that beautiful face! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNXd0ryt38I/AAAAAAAAATE/sYTU64HHxAI/s1600-h/IMG00174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248344837948563394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNXd0ryt38I/AAAAAAAAATE/sYTU64HHxAI/s400/IMG00174.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Olivia crossing the finish line. She came in 20th place out of 50-60 fourth grade girls. &lt;p align="center"&gt;GREAT JOB LIV! WE'RE SO PROUD OF YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-2029800557459382839?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/2029800557459382839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=2029800557459382839' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/2029800557459382839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/2029800557459382839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/09/run-olivia-run.html' title='RUN OLIVIA RUN!'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNXd0ZMMNVI/AAAAAAAAASs/XE-gGa2qO2s/s72-c/IMG00170.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-1075814790311360073</id><published>2008-09-19T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T19:39:06.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback Friday:  Stylin' Chandlers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNWwvdjMLvI/AAAAAAAAASk/0GPIos9M6l8/s1600-h/image0-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248295270202748658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNWwvdjMLvI/AAAAAAAAASk/0GPIos9M6l8/s400/image0-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm not sure of the year but I know it was early '80's. I was about 8 or 9. I loved that dress. Santa Claus brought it Christmas Eve and all of the children were still awake -- and mom and dad were in the living room with Santa. Hmmm. My siblings and I were invited to peak into Santa's sack and he brought dresses for the girls and suits for the boys. My dad had been in the hospital recovering from back surgery and he was also Bishop at the time. He was released from Kaiser a few days before Christmas. It was a stressful time for my mom. I think she was shocked to see Santa in the living room! That's a Christmas memory I'll never forget. Backrow: Michael, Rachel, me, and Dave. Frontrow: Stephen, mom, Dad, and Jessica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-1075814790311360073?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/1075814790311360073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=1075814790311360073' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/1075814790311360073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/1075814790311360073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/09/flashback-friday-stylin-chandlers.html' title='Flashback Friday:  Stylin&apos; Chandlers'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNWwvdjMLvI/AAAAAAAAASk/0GPIos9M6l8/s72-c/image0-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-1563528680885082329</id><published>2008-09-18T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T17:34:40.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Jammies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNLzRjzL7CI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XHeSeO76X9E/s1600-h/IMG_2342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247523998833306658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNLzRjzL7CI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XHeSeO76X9E/s400/IMG_2342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My co-worker, Justin Debbas, and his friend, Chad Knutsen (who is L.D.S.), have released a children's CD, "Tummy Drums," and it's now available on iTunes. I'm so excited for them. My kids love it! The songs are unique and catchy, and I'll admit, I sing along, too! The Jammies also perform at birthday parties; if you're looking for a new party idea, think of them. Check them out on iTunes and spread the news to moms and dads with young kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-1563528680885082329?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/1563528680885082329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=1563528680885082329' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/1563528680885082329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/1563528680885082329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/09/jammies.html' title='The Jammies'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SNLzRjzL7CI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XHeSeO76X9E/s72-c/IMG_2342.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-7642868765229399762</id><published>2008-09-15T20:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T20:25:09.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Julie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SM8jyCBIpTI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ctA_DRhlgvw/s1600-h/Pests!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246451433351980338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SM8jyCBIpTI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ctA_DRhlgvw/s400/Pests!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Julie, the big-sister I never had, and my parents. I was looking at her blog and there was this picture of my mom and dad taken yesterday. My parents are vacationing in Arizona and stopped to visit with Julie and her family. Julie's mother, Barbara, was my mom's very, very close friend. Barbara passed away from Lou Gehrig's disease about 15 years ago. I remember saying "goodbye" to Barb the day I traveled back to Provo for Fall semester. It was heart-wrenching. Lou Gehrig's disease literally causes the body to waste away. There is no cure. A few years later, Julie's brother, Steven, passed away. Then, tragically, her father and sister -- each from different causes of death. I can't imagine losing 4 members of my family. I think of Julie often. Julie, you are an inspiration to me and I'm so happy to have reconnected.&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/4974174917425114791-7642868765229399762?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/7642868765229399762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=7642868765229399762' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/7642868765229399762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/7642868765229399762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/09/julie.html' title='Julie'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SM8jyCBIpTI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ctA_DRhlgvw/s72-c/Pests!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4974174917425114791.post-5965008251744438031</id><published>2008-09-14T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T20:24:25.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chandler Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SM3SJTeRarI/AAAAAAAAAQs/d2gxVHdRIeA/s1600-h/IMG_1048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246080198244395698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqZle5dVCe8/SM3SJTeRarI/AAAAAAAAAQs/d2gxVHdRIeA/s400/IMG_1048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've been thinking alot about my family and  I've been missing each one of them. I haven't been "home" since the day this picture was taken. This picture was taken two years ago at my mom's 60th birthday celebration. She looks great for turning 60! All eight of us were there; the first time in more than 5 years! Pictured from left to right: Michael, me, Jessica, Mom, David, Dad, Rachel, and Steve. This Friday I fly to Utah to spend the weekend with Jessica. I am so excited! And then in mid-October, Michael is spending a few nights in Fresno with me before heading to L.A. for business. Families are forever, but it's up to each one of us to strengthen our family ties. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4974174917425114791-5965008251744438031?l=jrocdparkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/feeds/5965008251744438031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4974174917425114791&amp;postID=5965008251744438031' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/5965008251744438031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4974174917425114791/posts/default/5965008251744438031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrocdparkin.blogspot.com/2008/09/chandler-family.html' title='The Chandler Family'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07734700495565091795</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/_EqZle5dVCe8/SM3SJTeRarI/AAAAAAAAAQs/d2gxVHdRIeA/s72-c/IMG_1048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
