<?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-1051049917962417703</id><updated>2011-07-28T03:46:37.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bunnells</title><subtitle type='html'>Ross, Tianna, Braxton, Rylee, &amp;amp; Ethan</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528615714127703260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SnsF6gwhEgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/K79d_QDqFWQ/S220/DSCN0303.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051049917962417703.post-2433072410562384762</id><published>2011-06-02T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T18:13:20.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6th Grade Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6KXwByXfpoQ/Tebuqsi9bqI/AAAAAAAAANU/ZNhpE50dEis/s1600/DSC01838.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6KXwByXfpoQ/Tebuqsi9bqI/AAAAAAAAANU/ZNhpE50dEis/s320/DSC01838.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;The Graduate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Of the 6th grade anyway.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I can't believe how old and big Braxton has gotten!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;It seems just like yesterday that I was holding him in my arms as an infant it is amazing how fast they grow up and boy has Braxton grown up not only in height but in intelligence and in maturity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Braxton loves to read, he loves playing all kinds of video games and hanging out with his friends, he also has love for learning Braxton has many interests and he retains information like a walking computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Braxton was also asked to give the 6th grade promotion speech which I am going to include now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Braxton's Speech:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I think 6th grade has helped us in so many ways we cannot even&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;begin to understand.&amp;nbsp; We don't totally understand the impact it really has had on us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;It's like trying to understand just how big our universe is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;So let me try to bring it down to scale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;6th grade has helped us to be more responsible, mature, respectful, and prepared for the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;As 6th grade went by, we became more aware to reality.&amp;nbsp; We can't be a kid forever, so I think that 6th grade has helped us for teen hood.&amp;nbsp; It helped us grow and come out of our shells. It reminds me of an old Chinese proverb,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;A frog in a well can only see part of the world, but if it comes out of the well, it can see more of the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I like to think of us as the frog and our shell as the well, if we come out of our shell we see more of the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I also feel that 6th grade has given us many treasured memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;For instance Shakespeare. It was so fun to reenact his plays and bring his words to life again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;It also helped our classroom become one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Almost like a family. I also think that we all really bonded together this year and made a lot of new friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;In conclusion 6th grade has prepared us for our future and what lies ahead as we continue on in our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I would really like to thank the teachers for making the world better in their own way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;We would not be here without you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Braxton has really grown into quiet the young man, and I know that he is going to succeed in everything that he does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;We love you very much, and know that we will always be here for you no matter what!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Hugs and Kisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Tianna&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/1051049917962417703-2433072410562384762?l=tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/feeds/2433072410562384762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051049917962417703&amp;postID=2433072410562384762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default/2433072410562384762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default/2433072410562384762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/2011/06/6th-grade-graduation.html' title='6th Grade Graduation'/><author><name>Tianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528615714127703260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SnsF6gwhEgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/K79d_QDqFWQ/S220/DSCN0303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6KXwByXfpoQ/Tebuqsi9bqI/AAAAAAAAANU/ZNhpE50dEis/s72-c/DSC01838.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051049917962417703.post-7650654630712081328</id><published>2011-05-31T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T20:04:22.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-21X7kwON7Mw/TeWogFcNMlI/AAAAAAAAAMw/TnPiej5R8NU/s1600/Creative_Wallpaper_Summer_016436_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-21X7kwON7Mw/TeWogFcNMlI/AAAAAAAAAMw/TnPiej5R8NU/s320/Creative_Wallpaper_Summer_016436_.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I can not believe that another year has gone by and my kids are even older and bigger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Braxton is now 12 years old and graduating elementary school!&amp;nbsp; Wow I can't believe he's going to be in Jr. High School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rylee is going into the 5th grade and boy is she blooming into a beautiful young lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan is getting tall and thanks to Robyn going into 2nd grade and boy was this year a challenging one with Ethan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer should be a great one Braxton's 6th grade class was invited to preform in the Shakespearean Festival this year so in July we will be going to Cedar City to watch them preform.&amp;nbsp; Braxton's going to play Hamlet the same role he preformed earlier this year and I must say did an awesome job at and he seems to be a natural at acting and he really enjoys it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-24WmQF735bI/TeWrkBtYKLI/AAAAAAAAAM0/uAgPM1HU80M/s1600/Story.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-24WmQF735bI/TeWrkBtYKLI/AAAAAAAAAM0/uAgPM1HU80M/s1600/Story.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this summer goes as well as last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hope to be better at up dating my blog this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and Kisses&lt;br /&gt;Tianna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051049917962417703-7650654630712081328?l=tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/feeds/7650654630712081328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051049917962417703&amp;postID=7650654630712081328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default/7650654630712081328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default/7650654630712081328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/2011/05/another-year.html' title='Another Year'/><author><name>Tianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528615714127703260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SnsF6gwhEgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/K79d_QDqFWQ/S220/DSCN0303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-21X7kwON7Mw/TeWogFcNMlI/AAAAAAAAAMw/TnPiej5R8NU/s72-c/Creative_Wallpaper_Summer_016436_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051049917962417703.post-6037889627425418888</id><published>2010-07-08T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T12:11:00.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As with any Summer break comes the lazy days of&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;laying around,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;riding bikes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;swimming in the back yard pool,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and hanging out with friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/TDYc6bdze4I/AAAAAAAAAMA/E-n7E8cgNHg/s1600/dsc00996.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/TDYc6bdze4I/AAAAAAAAAMA/E-n7E8cgNHg/s400/dsc00996.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh how I wish that I could go back to those lazy days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/TDYfTpCz97I/AAAAAAAAAMI/9RxQeD-gm5Y/s1600/DSC01564.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/TDYfTpCz97I/AAAAAAAAAMI/9RxQeD-gm5Y/s400/DSC01564.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Summer nights are the best!&amp;nbsp; Relaxing in a comfortable chair and watching the world go by without a care in the world that's what lazy days are about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah I wounder what's going on in those blue eye's!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/TDYhWsRDbOI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/M5ARho2PmVg/s1600/DSC01590.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/TDYhWsRDbOI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/M5ARho2PmVg/s400/DSC01590.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And lazy days can turn into mischievous night's and these two are always up to no good!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone should&amp;nbsp; have a lazy day every once in a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hugs and Kisses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tianna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051049917962417703-6037889627425418888?l=tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/feeds/6037889627425418888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051049917962417703&amp;postID=6037889627425418888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default/6037889627425418888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default/6037889627425418888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/2010/07/lazy-days.html' title='Lazy Days'/><author><name>Tianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528615714127703260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SnsF6gwhEgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/K79d_QDqFWQ/S220/DSCN0303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/TDYc6bdze4I/AAAAAAAAAMA/E-n7E8cgNHg/s72-c/dsc00996.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051049917962417703.post-693067468051786942</id><published>2010-07-05T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T20:19:08.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i624.photobucket.com/albums/tt329/chelsbby69/fireworks.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i624.photobucket.com/albums/tt329/chelsbby69/fireworks.jpg" style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WOW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even I was impressed by our fireworks display this year at my Mom's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/TDIc2rKgFUI/AAAAAAAAALo/pehf7zoQZCM/s1600/DSC01544.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="300" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490482621343339842" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/TDIc2rKgFUI/AAAAAAAAALo/pehf7zoQZCM/s400/DSC01544.JPG" style="float: right; height: 300px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 400px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya if you believe that then I really could write Fiction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our display was a little more down scale and I will get to that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But first our day started early on the 3rd of July because as everyone knows if you live in Utah and the 4th falls on a Sunday you celebrate all the major festivity's on the day before.  Which puts us on Saturday July 3rd.&lt;br /&gt;The Murray Parade has been a family tradition since I was a kid and so we carried it over to our children.  Some would say that's torture and in some ways I have to agree but I think the torture is all on my side since I have to get up at the butt ass crack of dawn to fight off other crazy freaks for a small spot on State Street.&lt;br /&gt;But the kids love it and I think the love is more for the fight over the candy being lobbed in there general direction then it is for the pretty floats or the big jeeps, or mini horses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I personally just love watching the kids and the smiles of satisfaction they get knowing they beat out the other kid for that smashed piece of taffy they got just for you.&lt;/div&gt;Awwww the love of a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Parade we headed home f&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/TDIdSpXIFBI/AAAAAAAAALw/WDL75J0Kchs/s1600/DSC01559.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490483101895758866" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/TDIdSpXIFBI/AAAAAAAAALw/WDL75J0Kchs/s400/DSC01559.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 300px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;or a little R &amp;amp; R. Naps for Mom &amp;amp; Dad and do what you want but be quiet or I will kill you time for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;Hey don't judge I know every parent out there has done the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later around 6:00 pm we headed to the Anderson home stead where we engorged ourselves with pulled pork sandwiches, a awesome noodle salad, fresh watermelon &amp;amp; cantaloupe, chips &amp;amp; drinks and for desert Alecia made 2 pies a Raspberry Tart, and a Peach Cobbler type one they were both to die for.&lt;br /&gt;After we were so full you had to roll all of us out to the front lawn for our amazing $40.00 fireworks display.  Which Ross did an amazing job putting on.&lt;br /&gt;The kids were in total awe and even I was a little relaxed watching all the fun.&lt;br /&gt;When our display was over we cleaned up and headed over to Grandma Honey's house to watch Murray's finest put on their Grand Finale for the Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/TDIeQPARl5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/ezXwZNUGLrg/s1600/DSC01589.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490484159972480914" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/TDIeQPARl5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/ezXwZNUGLrg/s400/DSC01589.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just about everyone was there and Bella was sooo excited to see her favorite person Ethan it was nice to be able to spend this fine day with all of our different parts of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We certainly are lucky to have the freedoms that we have and I only hope that our children's children are able to have the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 4th of July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and Kisses&lt;br /&gt;Tianna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051049917962417703-693067468051786942?l=tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/feeds/693067468051786942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051049917962417703&amp;postID=693067468051786942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default/693067468051786942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default/693067468051786942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/2010/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>Tianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528615714127703260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SnsF6gwhEgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/K79d_QDqFWQ/S220/DSCN0303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/TDIc2rKgFUI/AAAAAAAAALo/pehf7zoQZCM/s72-c/DSC01544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051049917962417703.post-7501877266355964733</id><published>2010-07-01T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T20:12:53.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Fly's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DN9dkpVo31s/TeWt7RZRh6I/AAAAAAAAAM4/w6CK3NuuYRM/s1600/time.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DN9dkpVo31s/TeWt7RZRh6I/AAAAAAAAAM4/w6CK3NuuYRM/s320/time.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh how I have let life and time get away from me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Months have flown by, Holidays come and gone, and yet life is still going on around me like I'm standing still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids are know out of school for the next couple of months and I have been working more.  I start back to work full time the first of August, I'm excited for more hours because that means more money and in turn more freedom for us to do more things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer we plan to do some camping, we want to go to the zoo, go to some Bee's games, and do a lot of swimming in the backyard.&lt;br /&gt;We also plan on turning in the family Ford P.O.S ( piece of shit ) for a new nicer vehicle that tows this summer as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This family has a lot of fun things planed for the summer and this time I plan to keep everyone informed as much as humanly possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first planned event is the 4th of July,  the Murray Parade is on Saturday the 3rd at 8:00 am and I (like every year) will be there at 6:00 am to save spots for all the lazy's in the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this chick is armed so look out to all those who like to come at the last minute and plant their fat ass's down in front of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that later in the day we will have a BBQ and Fireworks with the family.&lt;br /&gt;I'll post later about the day with pic's and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and Kisses&lt;br /&gt;Tianna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051049917962417703-7501877266355964733?l=tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/feeds/7501877266355964733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051049917962417703&amp;postID=7501877266355964733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default/7501877266355964733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default/7501877266355964733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/2010/07/time-flys.html' title='Time Fly&apos;s'/><author><name>Tianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528615714127703260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SnsF6gwhEgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/K79d_QDqFWQ/S220/DSCN0303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DN9dkpVo31s/TeWt7RZRh6I/AAAAAAAAAM4/w6CK3NuuYRM/s72-c/time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051049917962417703.post-5966039929296862835</id><published>2009-10-05T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T12:21:51.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SspHFUSbnFI/AAAAAAAAALI/fIvPwfrISH0/s1600-h/Autumn+Leaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SspHFUSbnFI/AAAAAAAAALI/fIvPwfrISH0/s400/Autumn+Leaves.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389198060773153874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well I think summer has finally left us.......no more warm afternoons, no more sunning my legs while Ethan plays outside.  Oh I'm sure my neighbor's are happy about that.  Whales on land...not a pretty site.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to go from 88 degree's to 60 degree's over night.  My kids are having the hardest time with it they still think it's summer...........tring to sneak outside with shorts on and no jacket's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they wonder every time how I know when I in my room catch them by yelling YOU ARE NOT WEARING THAT OUT SIDE TRY AGAIN!    And their response is how did you know?&lt;br /&gt;Really did you just say that! How did I know! Do I have stupid written on my head.  How did I know!   I was a kid once and I did the exact same shit.  Mother's are not as stupid as they look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own mother is probably reading this laughing her ass off saying I told you so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes mom you did tell me so and I look back to when I was a child and at all the stupid things I tried to get over on you and you always new.&lt;br /&gt;That eye's in the back off your head thing comes in handy sometimes I use it daily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only part of Fall that I honestly enjoy is the changing of the leaves......as for the cold well you can keep it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Fall you get your famous holidays like Halloween and Thanksgiving which I love.&lt;br /&gt;I love to get all the decorations out and make my home look festive the kids love it too.  Fall for some reason is also when I get the baking bug I love to cook but baking is my favorite cookies, brownies, fudge, cheesecake brownies you name it I can probably bake it or try too anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have already made 2 batches of peanut butter cookies and 1 batch of pumpkin chocolate chip cookies.  My work loves it when I start baking because I always bring in samples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids enjoy the baking experience as well.  Ethan especially loves to pull up a chair and get right into the adding of ingredients and the mixing of things up he usually is in charge of the on/off button on the mixer that's his job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not like the cold all that much but Fall brings a lot of great reason's to bring family together, cold rainy days are a great excuse to get the kids together to make cookies and fun Halloween pictures for the widows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the fun Holidays to come I am sure there will be alot more coming from the Bunnell Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and Kisses&lt;br /&gt;Tianna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051049917962417703-5966039929296862835?l=tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/feeds/5966039929296862835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051049917962417703&amp;postID=5966039929296862835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default/5966039929296862835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default/5966039929296862835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall.html' title='Fall'/><author><name>Tianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528615714127703260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SnsF6gwhEgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/K79d_QDqFWQ/S220/DSCN0303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SspHFUSbnFI/AAAAAAAAALI/fIvPwfrISH0/s72-c/Autumn+Leaves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051049917962417703.post-8132303853499445855</id><published>2009-09-17T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T12:40:08.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Fun Night At LongView Elem.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SrKNrrrenZI/AAAAAAAAAKg/yJMl9fGTPZA/s1600-h/dsc00981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SrKNrrrenZI/AAAAAAAAAKg/yJMl9fGTPZA/s400/dsc00981.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382520286260141458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Family Fun Night at the school............... the first of many school fundraisers that my kids are just going to have to attend because every one's going to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for $10.00 our whole family got in for 2 hours of game's, dancing, a fun run ( although I have no idea what is so fun about running) and dinner!&lt;br /&gt;And dinner was not bad...Subway with chips, fruit, cookie, and a drink.   Not bad for 2 bucks a person.&lt;br /&gt;During the games the kids are able to win raffle tickets as many as they can and at the end of the event they were having a prize drawing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the kids where off to play as many games as possible and gather as many tickets as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rylee and Braxton were particularly good at hula hoop and won quiet a few tickets that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SrKOjumy4dI/AAAAAAAAAKw/JZQCvENrxpE/s1600-h/dsc00993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SrKOjumy4dI/AAAAAAAAAKw/JZQCvENrxpE/s400/dsc00993.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382521249118478802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rylee also enjoyed the dancing event.  To me it looked like a giant mosh pit of Elementary children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SrKPBv2SsJI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Jnh6IaPlk1I/s1600-h/dsc01009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SrKPBv2SsJI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Jnh6IaPlk1I/s400/dsc01009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382521764847988882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan on the other hand just enjoyed playing with his friends from his class on the play ground he really had no interest in any thing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SrKPhQvHlqI/AAAAAAAAALA/_gi6c_tTyuw/s1600-h/dsc00996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SrKPhQvHlqI/AAAAAAAAALA/_gi6c_tTyuw/s400/dsc00996.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382522306252215970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the night at the raffle Braxton and I were the only one's from our family that got anything.  Braxton got a Murray hand towel and I got a Domino's certificate for a free pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all the night was pretty fun and kids had a blast and I am sure there are more to come&lt;br /&gt;as far as fundraisers and more fun nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will keep in touch&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and Kisses&lt;br /&gt;Tianna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051049917962417703-8132303853499445855?l=tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/feeds/8132303853499445855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051049917962417703&amp;postID=8132303853499445855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default/8132303853499445855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default/8132303853499445855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/2009/09/family-fun-night-at-longview-elem.html' title='Family Fun Night At LongView Elem.'/><author><name>Tianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528615714127703260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SnsF6gwhEgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/K79d_QDqFWQ/S220/DSCN0303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SrKNrrrenZI/AAAAAAAAAKg/yJMl9fGTPZA/s72-c/dsc00981.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051049917962417703.post-7014257001951805034</id><published>2009-09-09T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T11:21:13.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smith Moore House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SqfuAUcEmbI/AAAAAAAAAKA/eqgXWJHgHu8/s1600-h/dsc00873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SqfuAUcEmbI/AAAAAAAAAKA/eqgXWJHgHu8/s400/dsc00873.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379529969171208626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SqfqTNKdnKI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/D7q_oCpxJ9I/s1600-h/dsc00867.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Getting there I swear is half the battle!&lt;br /&gt;Preparing for a camping trip with 3 kids and a husband that has to take ALL his fishing gear is quiet a treat.   Especially when the trip is short notice like this one was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me give you a little back ground of what I have to deal with before we can go ANYWHERE that requires packing and staying outside of our home for more than a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ross is not much of a traveler,  his family never went anywhere,  so he's more of a home body.&lt;br /&gt;I on the other hand love to travel and I love to camp, we grew up that way.  Ross in the getting prepared part of the trip can be a bit of a bear but I know how he is, once we get up there and settled in he enjoys himself for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SqfuRibBgtI/AAAAAAAAAKI/7FvSToNfdlg/s1600-h/dsc00869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SqfuRibBgtI/AAAAAAAAAKI/7FvSToNfdlg/s400/dsc00869.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379530264982684370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His favorite part is fishing, hence all the fishing gear, he is a avid fisherman and I think he has just about everything that cabala's sells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday afternoon my Parents took the kids up with them.  Ross and I were coming up the next day Saturday afternoon after I got off work.&lt;br /&gt;When I got off work Saturday Ross had the car packed and ready to go I could tell that he was a little apprehensive because the weather was calling for mountain rain showers for the weekend,&lt;br /&gt;all I could do was say that the weather man was not always right and boy did that induce a dirty look. (if looks could kill.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The instructions that my dad had given me on how to get there where pretty accurate as far as heber city after that Churches, Oreo cow's, cemetery's, lumber mills, ect... did diddly shit for me, and we ended up halfway to deer creek before we realized we had made a wrong turn somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finally found the Diner we were supposed to turn at and made our way up the mountain it started to rain which made Ross real happy.&lt;br /&gt;When we finally got up there I told my dad what he could do with his instructions,  he laughed he thought the instructions where fine it was the person interping them that had the problem.&lt;br /&gt;I just rolled my eyes.  Personal opinion dad makes shit up for personal enjoyment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we got up there Saturday it was time for dinner and the rain had slowed down and died out by 6:30 P.M. so we made hobo dinners in the fire pit they were great,  hamburger patty's with fresh carrots and potatoes. YUM!   We also made smores for desert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SqfvG_miIZI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/iOicjayo6rU/s1600-h/dsc00867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SqfvG_miIZI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/iOicjayo6rU/s400/dsc00867.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379531183348654482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to see Clayton and Breanna up there I haven't been camping with Clay in a long time and it was fun to have him there, he's always great for camping entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SqfwZyRQ0JI/AAAAAAAAAKY/sdVX9yBUgCo/s1600-h/dsc00870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SqfwZyRQ0JI/AAAAAAAAAKY/sdVX9yBUgCo/s400/dsc00870.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379532605698920594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day Sunday we were up at 7:30 A.M. it was chilly from the rain the day before but we got Clayton on the fire A.S.A.P  and that started warming things up.  Dad was up and at it with getting breakfast ready and man can that guy cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast was wonderful and the kids were antsy about playing in the creek right by our camp site. I on the other hand not so happy about them playing in it.  It wasn't fast water it was still and very beautiful but very cold and it's not like it was that warm up there as it was.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...cold water cold air= sick kids.&lt;br /&gt;And although I told them stay out they "accidentally" fell in ( do I have stupid written on my head)   good thing I brought a lot of extra clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SqfqnINWlQI/AAAAAAAAAJY/k3GQpZs8Q1o/s1600-h/dsc00926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SqfqnINWlQI/AAAAAAAAAJY/k3GQpZs8Q1o/s400/dsc00926.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379526237856634114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little later in the day Ross and Clayton decided to put together Ross's pontoon boates and go down to the lake and try there luck at fishing.&lt;br /&gt;But the wind was to high and they just got thrown around the lake so they called it a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/Sqfr5_B6hDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/aK0wUzOKYYo/s1600-h/dsc00913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/Sqfr5_B6hDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/aK0wUzOKYYo/s400/dsc00913.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379527661321880626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of Sunday was really nice no rain.   Ross and the kids went on a couple of bike rides,   we relaxed by the fire, even Tug tried to catch a few ZZZZZ's in a chair by the fire,  although I really don't know how fat boy got up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SqfshcnL8oI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Ieogktenj7g/s1600-h/dsc00903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SqfshcnL8oI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Ieogktenj7g/s400/dsc00903.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379528339277738626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camping with my family is one of my favorite things to do.   My kids love it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming home on Monday was hard but at the same time I really wanted a shower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Mom &amp;amp; Dad for inviting us to come up with you we had a blast and I know the kids were so excited to get there camping in this year.&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and Kisses&lt;br /&gt;Tianna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051049917962417703-7014257001951805034?l=tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/feeds/7014257001951805034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051049917962417703&amp;postID=7014257001951805034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default/7014257001951805034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default/7014257001951805034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/2009/09/smith-moore-house.html' title='Smith Moore House'/><author><name>Tianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528615714127703260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SnsF6gwhEgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/K79d_QDqFWQ/S220/DSCN0303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SqfuAUcEmbI/AAAAAAAAAKA/eqgXWJHgHu8/s72-c/dsc00873.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051049917962417703.post-7757197622126244720</id><published>2009-08-31T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T12:26:22.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby's in Kindergarten</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/Sp7FCC6diuI/AAAAAAAAAJA/B7227tJ3ge0/s1600-h/DSC00861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/Sp7FCC6diuI/AAAAAAAAAJA/B7227tJ3ge0/s400/DSC00861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376951644059437794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kindergarten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you believe it!   My baby,...... the last of the 3,....... is in school.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone that I have talked to has told me that I will love having all 3 kids in school at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Well.......Hummmm........ As of today that verdict is still out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been a busy day.   Rylee and Braxton left the house at their normal time.&lt;br /&gt;And I started the house cleaning like normal, but the Eth-man he new today was the big day and he followed me around for most of it wanting to know what time it was every 5 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got him and SpongeBob settled down with a pop tart and some milk so I could get something done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After telling Ethan NO IT'S NOT TIME YET about 50 times.   At 12:00 noon I was finally able to say ETHAN IT'S TIME TO GET READY FOR SCHOOL.  I thought the kids eye's were going to pop out of there socket's,  he was off the couch and in his room faster than a lightning's flash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan choose Dark shorts and a really cute striped polo shirt with his fast shoes (as he calls them) and to top it all off his spongebob backpack.&lt;br /&gt;My baby boy Randy Ethan Bunnell is the cutest kindergartner at Longview Elementary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not prejudice !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to the school Ethan was excited to meet his teacher and find his seat and when I told him that I was going to go he said " okay mom don't pick me up I want to walk home with Braxton and Rylee"  I was speechless I kissed his forehead and left the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;I did stay outside in the hall just in case, but as I watched him I new he was fine  and I left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/Sp7FOrIqN5I/AAAAAAAAAJI/ZYfbwTMoBMc/s1600-h/DSC00863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/Sp7FOrIqN5I/AAAAAAAAAJI/ZYfbwTMoBMc/s400/DSC00863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376951861014837138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being home for the first time with all the kids in school and to have 3 plus hours to myself was a different feeling I honestly didn't know what I was going to do so I made Zucchini Bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when School was out and I went to pick up the kids the 3 of them were all smiles.  Ethan had a great day at school and he can't wait to go back tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think after a couple years of watching the other 2 go to school and always getting left behind and then having hours of no one to play with this is exactly what he needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I on the other hand am going to have to find things on my day off to occupy my time.   I'm sure it probably won't take me long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stay in touch!&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and Kisses&lt;br /&gt;Tianna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051049917962417703-7757197622126244720?l=tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/feeds/7757197622126244720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051049917962417703&amp;postID=7757197622126244720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default/7757197622126244720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default/7757197622126244720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-babys-in-kindergarten.html' title='My Baby&apos;s in Kindergarten'/><author><name>Tianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528615714127703260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SnsF6gwhEgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/K79d_QDqFWQ/S220/DSCN0303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/Sp7FCC6diuI/AAAAAAAAAJA/B7227tJ3ge0/s72-c/DSC00861.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051049917962417703.post-3443672997450864702</id><published>2009-08-27T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T21:21:28.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Town Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/Spbl3Tlt73I/AAAAAAAAAI4/TN5OZpItjvg/s1600-h/DSCF3256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/Spbl3Tlt73I/AAAAAAAAAI4/TN5OZpItjvg/s400/DSCF3256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374735943627304818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My baby brother the Marine.   As in United States Marine Corps.  The home town hero.  My hero and also my little brother. (although he does tower over me by a good 11 inch's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clayton Noel Anderson was born May 30th, 1985 in Murray, Utah to Randy Noel Anderson and Sue Mullins Cropper Anderson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the day he was born.........I was in the 4th grade and thought I was old enough to be at the hospital cheering mom on, but dad the party poo per had made me go to school anyway, but he did make me a promise that he would come tell me what my mom had given birth too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like it was a horse or something!  (He might as well have been one,  he has always cleared out the fridge like one.)&lt;br /&gt;My Dad did show up to my class room later that day like he promised to inform me that I had another brand new little brother (like I need 2 of them), but I was excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did we know that he was going to grow into the Jolly Green Giant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the time Clay could walk we new we were in for it,  I think my mom new way before that,&lt;br /&gt;I think from the first G.I. Joe,  Clay had gotten he new what he wanted to be when he grew up.&lt;br /&gt;G.I. Joe of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up with my brother's was always an adventure in the making and Clayton with his very active imagination a sandbox, some G.I. Joe's, water, trucks, and maybe a firework or two, was always helping G.I. Joe get the bad guys.  And it wasn't unusual for a bad guy to find there way into the path of dad's lawnmower.  (Ya that was always followed by a sting of words I won't repeat, but that Clay found funny and did repeat.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clayton grew and grew and grew into a skinny lanky kid through the years, but Clay was a take no shit from anyone type of kid.  When Clay graduated High School and TOLD (not asked but told) my parents that he was joining the Marines it didn't sit well,  but Clayton is very stubborn and does what he wants to do. (gee that is sounding familiar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't really surprised I had seen it in him for a long time, but I was scared there was a war going on (and still is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day he left for boot camp was hard for everyone especially for my parents I know that Clayton new he wanted to do this, but I didn't know if he new what it meant, and that scared me he was a kid, and my baby brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weeks he was gone flew by the letter's my parent's got said he was fine, but was he really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marine Boot Camp Graduation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was time to see for ourselves if Clay had made it through boot camp alive or not, So off to San Diego we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ross and I only had $800.00 dollars to our name for this week long trip, that had pay for hotels, gas and food for 5 people.&lt;br /&gt;But this trip was so important to me that we made it, and to see what they had done to my baby brother was priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clayton was no longer a kid anymore he was a MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A manly man he had muscles and manners.  Oh how they had changed my little brother I could not stop staring I was afraid to touch I didn't want to wrinkle him, and he stood so straight and tall, compared to him I felt like a hunchback.  I am so proud of the man Clayton left boot camp as.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clayton has since served 2 tours in Iraq in the 4 years of active duty with the Marine Crops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time he left we prayed like Hell that he did what he had to do and came home to us alive.&lt;br /&gt;And each time he came home Clay was a little different, more grown up, and even more of a man. But he is still Clay, funnier than hell, Witty, tough, and a giant teddy bear at heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clayton also made the best decision of his life when on August 4th, 2007  he married and gave me another sister Breanna Tucket Anderson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Today that Home Town Hero:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tall manly little brother has made the decision to become a Police Officer and is graduating from the Police Academy with 4 Awards, (out of 5 may I add) for Fastest Shooter, The Administrative Award, Fitness Award, &amp;amp; Top Shooter.  And his classmates also had to vote for someone who they thought would best represent them at Graduation and they choose Clayton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 25 yrs old he has seen what most men will hopefully never see in their life time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little brother My Hero!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and Kisses&lt;br /&gt;Tianna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051049917962417703-3443672997450864702?l=tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/feeds/3443672997450864702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051049917962417703&amp;postID=3443672997450864702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default/3443672997450864702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default/3443672997450864702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/2009/08/home-town-hero.html' title='Home Town Hero'/><author><name>Tianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528615714127703260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SnsF6gwhEgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/K79d_QDqFWQ/S220/DSCN0303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/Spbl3Tlt73I/AAAAAAAAAI4/TN5OZpItjvg/s72-c/DSCF3256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051049917962417703.post-4614412085871714328</id><published>2009-08-26T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T06:43:58.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AWAKE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/171/418336922_4a0b9eda9a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/171/418336922_4a0b9eda9a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's 4:45 A.M. and I'm AWAKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laundry, dishes, mowing the lawn, that dream I had last night.........................oh well this is a family blog we won't get into that.&lt;br /&gt;These are just a handful of the things that are keeping my brain awake, and I find myself yelling at my head to SHUT UP so that I can go back to sleep with........ obviously no luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny that while lying here awake and thinking of all the things in my life that I have to get done.&lt;br /&gt;I was actually contemplating throwing the laundry, and a note that said "will you please clean the windows too"  over the fence into the O.C.D neighbors yard to see if he would actually return the laundry clean, folded, and on my front porch.   (ya in fairy tale land which is were I obviously went too temporally.)  And as for the windows that will get done sometime between now and when hell freezes over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhh...... But how Mr. O.C.D.'s window's shine I swear that man is outside on a daily basis washing his windows,  even when It's raining,.......he goes out with his squidgy.....now that is window dedication, and major phyco problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you are suffering from this problem please give me a call there are medication's out there for this problem! :)  And yes that is smiling at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be great if we had all the time in the world to get everything done that we needed to  get done.  If that were the case I would not be up this early thinking about it and everything in my laundry room would not attack me when I tried to open the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee laundry must be on the brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for mowing the lawn...... well that is all on Ross .....his territory .....because it comes with dog poop and I just DO NOT  do dog poop!   (Stinky Yuk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as for me and my insomnia I guess I'm just up for the day.  And that just plain sucks because I know I will be tired later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm  I wounder If I could talk Eth-man into a nap later.....we'll have to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to ya later&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and Kiss's&lt;br /&gt;Tianna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051049917962417703-4614412085871714328?l=tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/feeds/4614412085871714328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051049917962417703&amp;postID=4614412085871714328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default/4614412085871714328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default/4614412085871714328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/2009/08/awake.html' title='AWAKE'/><author><name>Tianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528615714127703260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SnsF6gwhEgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/K79d_QDqFWQ/S220/DSCN0303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/171/418336922_4a0b9eda9a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051049917962417703.post-475562172710839814</id><published>2009-08-24T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T10:28:22.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SpLJT7Qjx0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/o8aGOb1GvLI/s1600-h/dsc00820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SpLJT7Qjx0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/o8aGOb1GvLI/s400/dsc00820.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373578649568266050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another summer has come and gone and school is starting again.   August 24th, 2009 is the first day of school for Braxton and Rylee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan still has yet another week before Kindergarten starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year the summer seemed long I don't know what it was, most years it flies by,  maybe it's me trying to hang on to my kid's a little longer,  they are growing so fast,  and I am having a hard time keeping up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night,  the night before school,  Rylee was having a hard time.  We go through this every year,  she was worried because she didn't know where her class was, or where she was supposed to play, or that she was going to have to much homework, and not be able to handle it.&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell she is a worrier.&lt;br /&gt;After sitting down with her for a few minutes, (okay 45 minutes) I was able to ensure her that everything was going to be fine and, that I would show her where her class was, and that her teacher, Mrs. Jackson would show her the rest.  Besides her bestfriend Charlie was in her class.  That made everything all better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SpLJ-CLe2xI/AAAAAAAAAIY/w4rlsq_c1pM/s1600-h/dsc00822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SpLJ-CLe2xI/AAAAAAAAAIY/w4rlsq_c1pM/s400/dsc00822.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373579372980525842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have just mentioned that in the beginning and it probably wouldn't have taken me 45 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Braxton on the other hand shows his cool side if he is worried he never shows it. He went to bed with no hitches.  Thanks Brax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 7:40 A.M. my alarm clock sounded and I wanted to throw it though the dam window......Yes I said dam deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke Rylee up,  or at least I though I did and headed to the kitchen for coffee......you DO NOT want to deal with me in the morning before I have had my first cup......just ask Ross.&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes I realized Rylee was not on the couch (the first place she goes after being woke up) so I headed to her room to find that she had just fallen back to sleep with the pillow over her head when I had turned the light on.  (Crazy girl)&lt;br /&gt;After shaking her awake and possibly causing brain damage,  I sent her down stairs to wake up Braxton.  Who with in minutes came up stair's dressed and ready for school.  That's Braxton for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SpLKezj8QKI/AAAAAAAAAIg/tE8D1vGlvGY/s1600-h/dsc00824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SpLKezj8QKI/AAAAAAAAAIg/tE8D1vGlvGY/s400/dsc00824.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373579935992266914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's know 8:10 A.M. I'm loaded with my first cup of coffee and going for my second when Eth-man comes into the kitchen,  although he's not going to school today he has gotten himself dressed non the less.   And he looks like the cutest kindergartner ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SpLLAR8BnkI/AAAAAAAAAIo/o-BK0x_ZKT0/s1600-h/dsc00827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SpLLAR8BnkI/AAAAAAAAAIo/o-BK0x_ZKT0/s400/dsc00827.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373580511082028610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's now 8:15 A.M. and I find Rylee in her room on her bed staring into nowhere land,   at this time I don't know whether to laugh or scream!&lt;br /&gt;Finally we get her dressed, hair brushed, teeth brushed, with 5 minutes to spare for me to take pictures.   ( I am thinking this is just a preview of the year to come.  Lord help me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get to the school and go inside to find their rooms, Braxton is excited, Rylee is apprehensive, but as soon as she see's Charlie (her bestfriend) it's goodbye mom and hello school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SpLLmsgt1LI/AAAAAAAAAIw/TRtkwucypRY/s1600-h/dsc00828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SpLLmsgt1LI/AAAAAAAAAIw/TRtkwucypRY/s400/dsc00828.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373581171050271922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found their classroom's and where they were supposed to line up at outside, Rylee went with Charlie, and Braxton went outside with his friend John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to hear about what happened at school today.&lt;br /&gt;Until then..............&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and Kiss's&lt;br /&gt;Tianna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051049917962417703-475562172710839814?l=tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/feeds/475562172710839814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051049917962417703&amp;postID=475562172710839814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default/475562172710839814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default/475562172710839814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>Tianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528615714127703260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SnsF6gwhEgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/K79d_QDqFWQ/S220/DSCN0303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SpLJT7Qjx0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/o8aGOb1GvLI/s72-c/dsc00820.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051049917962417703.post-8236263364527155913</id><published>2009-08-20T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T09:49:59.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun at the Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Summer is winding down and it's getting harder to find thing's for the kid's to do or that they want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my kid's they love to play at the park, any park so we have decided to make it fun and go to many different park's all over the valley, not just the one's close to home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/So7Ms31aE2I/AAAAAAAAAH4/5nD7fHWbR6M/s1600-h/dsc00803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/So7Ms31aE2I/AAAAAAAAAH4/5nD7fHWbR6M/s400/dsc00803.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372456476773847906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among our favorite's are Liberty Park (yes the one in S.L.C), West Jordon Park (so far our kids like this one the best), Murray Park, and Willow Pond Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;West Jordon Park is the one that we found today.  And so far #1 on the kid's list of funnest parks and I have to admit this Park is awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/So7NDEoX9ZI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Q4IQrIyMol8/s1600-h/dsc00806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/So7NDEoX9ZI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Q4IQrIyMol8/s400/dsc00806.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372456858165966226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like a fort/town in the middle of the park with swings, slides, and ton's of towers, and town like building's.    They have a jail, bakery, blacksmith shop, a climbing wall, and a big building that is supposed to represent the salt air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/So7NegpbBTI/AAAAAAAAAII/pjuz4Qpcx30/s1600-h/dsc00794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/So7NegpbBTI/AAAAAAAAAII/pjuz4Qpcx30/s400/dsc00794.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372457329543021874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kid's love to climb, run, jump, and play hard it gets their built up energy out. (most of the time) Sometimes I wish I had half the energy they have I'm sure my house would be a lot cleaner and I would still have energy to do laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the park coming home to some of Ross's famous BBQ is always a treat.  And as always Ethan is there to help put BBQ sauce on the chicken and of course taste it to make sure it's of good quality.&lt;br /&gt;That's my BBQing Boy's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/So7L6vCtuMI/AAAAAAAAAHw/r6gyOd0eoxU/s1600-h/dsc00787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/So7L6vCtuMI/AAAAAAAAAHw/r6gyOd0eoxU/s400/dsc00787.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372455615420283074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;West Jordon Park I think was the favorite and I know we will be going there again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for summer...Well I think that is coming to a faster end than we wanted.....&lt;br /&gt;Our next adventure is going to be the up coming school year,  with all three kid's in school and all the different activity's going on......  Well I'm sure you can imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will check in soon until then....&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and Kisses&lt;br /&gt;Tianna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051049917962417703-8236263364527155913?l=tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/feeds/8236263364527155913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051049917962417703&amp;postID=8236263364527155913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default/8236263364527155913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default/8236263364527155913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/2009/08/fun-at-park.html' title='Fun at the Park'/><author><name>Tianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528615714127703260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SnsF6gwhEgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/K79d_QDqFWQ/S220/DSCN0303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/So7Ms31aE2I/AAAAAAAAAH4/5nD7fHWbR6M/s72-c/dsc00803.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051049917962417703.post-6956246988872362954</id><published>2009-08-15T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T13:54:21.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas comes to Utah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SocgZJHHQgI/AAAAAAAAAHA/QuOmIQt8_P4/s1600-h/dsc00713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SocgZJHHQgI/AAAAAAAAAHA/QuOmIQt8_P4/s320/dsc00713.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370296696977179138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister Nishia &amp;amp; her two kids Lexi &amp;amp; Cody who are living in Texas,  (Aubrey, Texas to be exact) came to visit us in June of this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited to see my sister I hadn't seen her in a year and a half, since our brother Zach got married. (January 08)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talk all the time on the phone, but it's just not the same, and I really wanted to see Lexi and Cody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my kids found out that Lexi &amp;amp; Cody where coming to stay with us for a week it was a major count down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We picked Nishia and the kids up from the airport on Tuesday, June 16th.   You should have seen my car.... imagine 7 people and luggage in my Ford Wagon P.O.S. (if you don't know what P.O.S. is use you imagination) I prayed that the wheels would not pop off and beat us home.&lt;br /&gt;And yes there were enough seat belts for everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids immediately headed for the bikes and what ever else there was to play with, as for Nishia and I we headed in for cool air and some much needed sister time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't have any major plans for the week because as everyone knows penny's are very tight around here and Nishia as well didn't want to blow a lot of money.   So parks, sprinklers and picnic lunches made up our afternoons.   And no one cared the kids loved seeing each other It was like they were never apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/Socb78Fi7bI/AAAAAAAAAGw/wbwKlgBgSNs/s1600-h/dsc00716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/Socb78Fi7bI/AAAAAAAAAGw/wbwKlgBgSNs/s400/dsc00716.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370291797218225586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't realize how much family means to you until you can't see them on a regular basis. And yet still I think some people still just don't get that.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to think that my sister and I are close even though hundreds of miles divide us, but the telephone helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did have a great afternoon at our Grandparent's house on the Anderson side of the family. My grandma got most of the grand kids together, but most important she was able to get all the great grand kids there (while Nishia and the kids where here in town) for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;And boy was that a site to see!&lt;br /&gt;It was even greater to see two very proud Grandparent's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/Socc6UTFUFI/AAAAAAAAAG4/HnU-zpdCvr4/s1600-h/dsc00695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/Socc6UTFUFI/AAAAAAAAAG4/HnU-zpdCvr4/s400/dsc00695.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370292868869345362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that the week just flew by, the kids played Nishia and I caught up we did some shopping and scrapbooking with my mom and our other sister Alecia, and before we new it they were heading back to Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were sad to see them go, but we are hoping that they will be here for Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;Utah loves Texas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and Kisses!!&lt;br /&gt;Tianna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051049917962417703-6956246988872362954?l=tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/feeds/6956246988872362954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051049917962417703&amp;postID=6956246988872362954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default/6956246988872362954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default/6956246988872362954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/2009/08/texas-comes-to-utah.html' title='Texas comes to Utah'/><author><name>Tianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528615714127703260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SnsF6gwhEgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/K79d_QDqFWQ/S220/DSCN0303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SocgZJHHQgI/AAAAAAAAAHA/QuOmIQt8_P4/s72-c/dsc00713.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051049917962417703.post-6433278866847445558</id><published>2009-08-11T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T16:58:19.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Aquarium</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SoGVqwF9nII/AAAAAAAAACA/ELoRppK3nCA/s1600-h/dsc00719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SoGVqwF9nII/AAAAAAAAACA/ELoRppK3nCA/s320/dsc00719.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368736792499297410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ross and I decided to take the kids to The Aquarium in Sandy (Utah) for those of you who don't know where Sandy is.&lt;br /&gt;It was a hot day and I was looking forward to some cool air..... Swamp cooler's and hot moist air don't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Braxton  who had already been to The Aquarium 3 or 4 times with school was less than enthused if he could have taken 3 things with him they would have been the computer, keyboard, and mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going anywhere with him when he doesn't have his electronics is like listening to a bear growl...&lt;br /&gt;But I was excited it was like going to Sea World again.... Okay maybe not quiet on that scale there were no Dolphins, Whales, or Sea Lions, but non the less we were going to have fun despite the groaning from the first born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing we saw was this HUGE Octopus.  But the funnest one to watch was Ethan he was soooo interested in that Octopus he just keep looking at it then he would move around the glass to get a better look. I just loved watching him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SoSlMCX7kSI/AAAAAAAAAFw/_ZulHHBHe0U/s1600-h/dsc00724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SoSlMCX7kSI/AAAAAAAAAFw/_ZulHHBHe0U/s400/dsc00724.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369598281946730786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we moved over to the Sting Rays petting pool......DUN DUN DUN!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I thought they were so cool so did Braxton and Rylee as for Ethan he didn't want anything to do with the slick black fish.&lt;br /&gt;I on the other hand thought that they were awesome they were slick and smooth, but not slimy like I thought they would be. Rylee loved it when they came up to the side and flapped there wings at you (or at least they look like wings to me) like they wanted to be petted she would stick her hands down there and let the Sting Rays glide along her hand her giggle was priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's this time in their lives that I wish I could capture forever and keep it, but I also know that I have to let them grow from caterpillar's to butterflies and someday let them fly.&lt;br /&gt;But for now their all mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the afternoon we moved throughout the Aquarium and saw all kinds of different sea life.&lt;br /&gt;From Jelly Fish to Purana and even a Giant Anaconda.  Which Braxton and Ethan wanted to bring home and keep as a pet.  BOYS!!!    I have a feeling that I'm going to dealing with snakes, bugs and rodents for a long time to come.&lt;br /&gt;BRING IT ON!!!  (I think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SoSmjbH24CI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mhnJkkMSpSo/s1600-h/dsc00725.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SoSmjbH24CI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mhnJkkMSpSo/s400/dsc00725.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369599783238819874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that concludes our day at The Aquarium.  The kids had fun, I had a blast watching the kids and their enthusiasm for life, and Ross had fun just being Ross a kid at heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come in the life of The Bunnells so stay tuned&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and Kisses&lt;br /&gt;Tianna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051049917962417703-6433278866847445558?l=tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/feeds/6433278866847445558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051049917962417703&amp;postID=6433278866847445558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default/6433278866847445558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default/6433278866847445558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/2009/08/aquarium.html' title='The Aquarium'/><author><name>Tianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528615714127703260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SnsF6gwhEgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/K79d_QDqFWQ/S220/DSCN0303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SoGVqwF9nII/AAAAAAAAACA/ELoRppK3nCA/s72-c/dsc00719.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051049917962417703.post-8774003593361592840</id><published>2009-08-09T12:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T13:06:11.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/Sn9-9BQyhhI/AAAAAAAAABQ/dzzuDJ8e88A/s1600-h/100_0287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/Sn9-9BQyhhI/AAAAAAAAABQ/dzzuDJ8e88A/s400/100_0287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368148867624896018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well I decided to do this so that my brother Zack and my sister Nishia can keep up with what is going on in our family. And anyone else that wants to keep up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our three beautiful children, Braxton, Rylee, and Ethan are enjoying whats left of there summer.&lt;br /&gt;They start school Aug. 24th. Braxton will be in 5th grade, Rylee in 3rd grade &amp;amp; Ethan in Kindergarten.   Yeah!!! there all in school. Finally some freedom. (a little anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ross and the kids have been going fishing at Willow Pond they absolutely love fishing. Ethan loves to catch the little ones as he calls them (ya know the Minos) or bait as I call them. But he doesn't care a fish is a fish to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rylee I think has watched the Hanna Montana Movie 30 times in the last 3 weeks, she loves the Hip Hop Ho Down Song  and that girl knows every word of that song and she does not miss a beat she is even tring to learn the dance that goes a long with it.  Move that booty Girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Braxton well he is con coring the world of Zombie killing on the computer and practicing his balancing skills on his Rip Stick. I have got to say he is getting really good at it&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;As for Ross &amp;amp; I we continue to work, play with the kids, and work some more.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to keep everyone as up to date as I can on what's going on with the family.&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and Kiss&lt;br /&gt;Tianna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051049917962417703-8774003593361592840?l=tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/feeds/8774003593361592840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051049917962417703&amp;postID=8774003593361592840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default/8774003593361592840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051049917962417703/posts/default/8774003593361592840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tianna-thebunnells.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-first-blog.html' title='My First Blog'/><author><name>Tianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528615714127703260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/SnsF6gwhEgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/K79d_QDqFWQ/S220/DSCN0303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdeaunbg-hg/Sn9-9BQyhhI/AAAAAAAAABQ/dzzuDJ8e88A/s72-c/100_0287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
