<?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-6422431875590439037</id><updated>2012-02-16T23:36:01.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looney-Kunz</title><subtitle type='html'>Come What May, and LOVE It!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>119</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-8581323877725585202</id><published>2011-02-15T08:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T08:45:46.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The World through Luke's Eyes</title><content type='html'>Tank has been fasinated like most kids by the camera, and how he can capture images that he sees.  I wanted to document a few of these before I delete them as there are hundreds.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WnFwIQoHmV8/TVqs71fjokI/AAAAAAAABGE/7u7hgWi4_ZQ/s1600/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WnFwIQoHmV8/TVqs71fjokI/AAAAAAAABGE/7u7hgWi4_ZQ/s320/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B139.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573957632796107330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BxFNbCIGEQ4/TVqs7PNpkBI/AAAAAAAABF8/OaJwSF0OZ0s/s1600/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BxFNbCIGEQ4/TVqs7PNpkBI/AAAAAAAABF8/OaJwSF0OZ0s/s320/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B143.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573957622520451090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H_GmGnn62ks/TVqs6oKTi_I/AAAAAAAABF0/t0_a87gd7Gg/s1600/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H_GmGnn62ks/TVqs6oKTi_I/AAAAAAAABF0/t0_a87gd7Gg/s320/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B131.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573957612037442546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my favorites.  Tank loves Christmas, and would sit and just looks at the lights.  He took this picture from the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i047y5yKyyc/TVqs6ab-yXI/AAAAAAAABFs/hqOm_HsBu5A/s1600/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i047y5yKyyc/TVqs6ab-yXI/AAAAAAAABFs/hqOm_HsBu5A/s320/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B178.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573957608353483122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One this morning the mountains were so beautiful, and had a new blanket of snow.  I love that he was looking for the mountains inbetween the blinds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5-pTHNTqgBQ/TVqs6FKgIII/AAAAAAAABFk/B_h4wrjdjjE/s1600/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5-pTHNTqgBQ/TVqs6FKgIII/AAAAAAAABFk/B_h4wrjdjjE/s320/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B199.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573957602643026050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait until Spring and we can get outside and let your imagination run wild along with everything else about you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-8581323877725585202?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/8581323877725585202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=8581323877725585202' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/8581323877725585202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/8581323877725585202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2011/02/world-through-lukes-eyes.html' title='The World through Luke&apos;s Eyes'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WnFwIQoHmV8/TVqs71fjokI/AAAAAAAABGE/7u7hgWi4_ZQ/s72-c/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-8856891283227116520</id><published>2011-02-15T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T08:36:26.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My "Smart" Birthday</title><content type='html'>I turned the Big 37 this year.  Yikes...I also just became the "Old Lady" in Young Womens.  Sigh... The kids were really sweet this year.  We went ice skating at the Ice Sheet.  Kaden was up staying for a couple of days, and I loved having him here.&lt;br /&gt;The Richman's came over later that night for some treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XPd7UBoQ7RM/TVqpzqoa3qI/AAAAAAAABFc/IVkdkO7tus0/s1600/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XPd7UBoQ7RM/TVqpzqoa3qI/AAAAAAAABFc/IVkdkO7tus0/s320/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B097.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573954193906654882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke was sooo into this cake.  I can't believe how grown up my babies look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nvU_G46rHoY/TVqpzfnoFRI/AAAAAAAABFU/4jFbc9fboyU/s1600/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nvU_G46rHoY/TVqpzfnoFRI/AAAAAAAABFU/4jFbc9fboyU/s320/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B100.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573954190950536466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at this VERY moment, I became the most popular girl in the room...need proof?  Look at Abby's face.  Big Daddy surprised me with an Iphone.  I was scared to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AYdzqVU32h4/TVqpy1PZq1I/AAAAAAAABFM/uCEe1VMx4zA/s1600/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AYdzqVU32h4/TVqpy1PZq1I/AAAAAAAABFM/uCEe1VMx4zA/s320/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B117.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573954179574639442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no need to fear....these kids would show me how to use it.  I love my gift now, but was very intimidated for a moment, and my smart phone made me feel very "stupid".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h5q8Mm5KAX0/TVqpyUaiMYI/AAAAAAAABFE/HtYU7wn3eLI/s1600/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h5q8Mm5KAX0/TVqpyUaiMYI/AAAAAAAABFE/HtYU7wn3eLI/s320/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B118.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573954170762965378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a beautiful day.  I have learned to cherish days like this, as they will become less and less.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-8856891283227116520?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/8856891283227116520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=8856891283227116520' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/8856891283227116520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/8856891283227116520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-smart-birthday.html' title='My &quot;Smart&quot; Birthday'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XPd7UBoQ7RM/TVqpzqoa3qI/AAAAAAAABFc/IVkdkO7tus0/s72-c/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-5279200825527750605</id><published>2010-12-10T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T17:13:19.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby's Tonsils</title><content type='html'>Abby had her tonsils and adenoids out on November 14th.  She was such a trooper that morning.  She had taken a presurgey class, and was greeted that morning by Pretty Aunt Val who works at the hospital, and knows the Dr.  She walked us up to surgery checkin.  She's amazing, and I will always be so grateful for the calming effect that she had on both Abby and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLJ_nyeJOI/AAAAAAAABE0/6H5OznlP9H8/s1600/December%2B10%2B2019%2B036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLJ_nyeJOI/AAAAAAAABE0/6H5OznlP9H8/s320/December%2B10%2B2019%2B036.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549219785723487458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby gettin her work up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLJ_Psu2ZI/AAAAAAAABEs/syqVzNVkkb8/s1600/December%2B10%2B2019%2B038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLJ_Psu2ZI/AAAAAAAABEs/syqVzNVkkb8/s320/December%2B10%2B2019%2B038.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549219779256965522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was so excited about the jammies...NOT, but she still poses like always.  She is holding her doll Holly that she made at the presurgery class.  I have to admit to me Holly looks like a zombie, but she was good for Abby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLJ2IjOGJI/AAAAAAAABEk/9OZzinsYQ1k/s1600/December%2B10%2B2019%2B039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLJ2IjOGJI/AAAAAAAABEk/9OZzinsYQ1k/s320/December%2B10%2B2019%2B039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549219622719199378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLJ18JHOGI/AAAAAAAABEc/7duNbWjkM-o/s1600/December%2B10%2B2019%2B043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLJ18JHOGI/AAAAAAAABEc/7duNbWjkM-o/s320/December%2B10%2B2019%2B043.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549219619388471394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to pass the time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLJ1ZXeCjI/AAAAAAAABEU/Aq11pARByaY/s1600/December%2B10%2B2019%2B044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLJ1ZXeCjI/AAAAAAAABEU/Aq11pARByaY/s320/December%2B10%2B2019%2B044.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549219610053446194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Abby giving Holly her shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLJ06l5_jI/AAAAAAAABEM/x7R9EyApYUM/s1600/December%2B10%2B2019%2B052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLJ06l5_jI/AAAAAAAABEM/x7R9EyApYUM/s320/December%2B10%2B2019%2B052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549219601792499250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is walking on her own SMILING on her way to the operating room. Have I mentioned how incredibly proud of Abby I was.  She never did show that she was nervous.  She was so agreeable the whole morning...tender mercies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLJ0Yw2MeI/AAAAAAAABEE/ovlzhK6Ptcg/s1600/December%2B10%2B2019%2B054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLJ0Yw2MeI/AAAAAAAABEE/ovlzhK6Ptcg/s320/December%2B10%2B2019%2B054.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549219592711582178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up for Abby was not so fun.  She was VERY sick to her stomach. She had also rolled over on her IV so the tube came out of the needle part, and was spurting blood everywhere which completely freaked her out.  She was confused, and in pain.  It was NOT fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLIWah4X-I/AAAAAAAABD8/8PYE3k3E1QQ/s1600/December%2B10%2B2019%2B058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLIWah4X-I/AAAAAAAABD8/8PYE3k3E1QQ/s320/December%2B10%2B2019%2B058.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549217978277978082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took everything she had to get a quarter of a popsicle down.  The nurse said that she couldn't go home until she ate that half.  I think we went through like 3 popsicles because she kept zoning out. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLIVgCQtPI/AAAAAAAABD0/bBccbzamSOk/s1600/December%2B10%2B2019%2B059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLIVgCQtPI/AAAAAAAABD0/bBccbzamSOk/s320/December%2B10%2B2019%2B059.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549217962576098546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After ANOTHER dose of an anti nausea medication she was out.  I was glad that she was sleeping, but she fell asleep right at the time the nurse said we could leave if she was alright. So we stayed for a while longer while she napped.  I was so hoping that she would feel better, or at least less sick.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLIVGP9kqI/AAAAAAAABDs/5_CTcBWIXQI/s1600/December%2B10%2B2019%2B060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLIVGP9kqI/AAAAAAAABDs/5_CTcBWIXQI/s320/December%2B10%2B2019%2B060.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549217955654242978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally begged the nurse to come and sit with her while a took a restroom break (sidenote Aaron had stayed with Luke) the restroom was right across the hall from her bed. And when I returned about 3 minutes later...this is what I saw.  She was WIDE awake with her big brown eyes talking 900 words per minute.  Mom I feel so much better, mom you were right if I went to sleep I would feel better, mom the nurse said if I drink this apple juice then we can go home.  Another tender mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLIUudjaXI/AAAAAAAABDk/wixNIBFoVXo/s1600/December%2B10%2B2019%2B061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLIUudjaXI/AAAAAAAABDk/wixNIBFoVXo/s320/December%2B10%2B2019%2B061.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549217949268797810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most precious part of this experience was when we got home.  A friend had offered to have Karson over to play.  When we got home the only thing that could comfort Abby was Karson.  She just kept crying "I need Karson".  I called Karson over at my friends house, and asked if I could come and get him for a minute to see her.  I was expecting a fight, as he is beginning the tween fase, but he just answered sure mom.  I remember fondly a time when these two were inseperable.  As they have grown, they are still close but it's different.  But just for a moment, I saw the "Best Friends" of old.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLIUC6j6qI/AAAAAAAABDc/9Z6-2EUMeOc/s1600/December%2B10%2B2019%2B065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLIUC6j6qI/AAAAAAAABDc/9Z6-2EUMeOc/s320/December%2B10%2B2019%2B065.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549217937579305634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby's recovery took about two weeks.  She didn't have alot of fun, and was never bored. She perked up just in time for Thanksgiving.  We have alot to be thankful for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-5279200825527750605?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/5279200825527750605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=5279200825527750605' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/5279200825527750605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/5279200825527750605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/12/abbys-tonsils.html' title='Abby&apos;s Tonsils'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLJ_nyeJOI/AAAAAAAABE0/6H5OznlP9H8/s72-c/December%2B10%2B2019%2B036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-2742848105774051227</id><published>2010-11-27T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T16:30:02.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Livin on a Prayer...</title><content type='html'>Karson and I were able to have a fun night out with our friends T &amp; T.  Bon Jovi did a live concert movie.  Teri thought it would be fun to take the boys who are also big Bon Jovi fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLEAD3tdEI/AAAAAAAABDU/mjg215bTGdI/s1600/December%2B10%2B2019%2B002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLEAD3tdEI/AAAAAAAABDU/mjg215bTGdI/s320/December%2B10%2B2019%2B002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549213196191888450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the boys' excitement was a little much for the fuddy duddy's there.  They were adorable dancing around, and whaling the words of the songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQK_45ioYzI/AAAAAAAABC8/qBU1xkJprfE/s1600/December%2B10%2B2019%2B016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQK_45ioYzI/AAAAAAAABC8/qBU1xkJprfE/s320/December%2B10%2B2019%2B016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549208675113526066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron was nice and used some of his points to get us a hotel room for the night.  We let the boys skip school, and just had a fun relaxing time.  What's better than a best buddie, and hot chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQK_5Ncq8vI/AAAAAAAABDE/nxiPDnGtsCQ/s1600/December%2B10%2B2019%2B024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQK_5Ncq8vI/AAAAAAAABDE/nxiPDnGtsCQ/s320/December%2B10%2B2019%2B024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549208680457237234" 481467810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys swam the morning away.  Karson and I are very lucky to have such fun friends to be goofy with.  Love you T &amp; T!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQK_5uBsR9I/AAAAAAAABDM/Bg1rv8V_bNE/s1600/December%2B10%2B2019%2B028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQK_5uBsR9I/AAAAAAAABDM/Bg1rv8V_bNE/s320/December%2B10%2B2019%2B028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549208689202448338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-2742848105774051227?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/2742848105774051227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=2742848105774051227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/2742848105774051227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/2742848105774051227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/11/livin-on-prayer.html' title='Livin on a Prayer...'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLEAD3tdEI/AAAAAAAABDU/mjg215bTGdI/s72-c/December%2B10%2B2019%2B002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-6201455776744671578</id><published>2010-11-27T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T15:47:03.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2010</title><content type='html'>Halloween 2010 was an eventful one...the kids I have to say (as a super proud mama) looked adorable.  It was fun to have a sort of theme this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TPGMHXPRtBI/AAAAAAAABCM/59q4ckgEFFU/s1600/Halloween%2B2010%2B005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TPGMHXPRtBI/AAAAAAAABCM/59q4ckgEFFU/s320/Halloween%2B2010%2B005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544366674394854418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all met at Grama Debbie's house to invade their annual truck or treat.  This is the whole troup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TPGMH0mB2cI/AAAAAAAABCU/airB1lAzhc0/s1600/Halloween%2B2010%2B020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TPGMH0mB2cI/AAAAAAAABCU/airB1lAzhc0/s320/Halloween%2B2010%2B020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544366682274912706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pouring so the truck or treat was cancelled.  We went to dinner at a cute little pizza place in Highland, and were then gonna head back to the house to trick or treat inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TPGMIOqm9uI/AAAAAAAABCc/hC_6T1d-TSk/s1600/Halloween%2B2010%2B030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TPGMIOqm9uI/AAAAAAAABCc/hC_6T1d-TSk/s320/Halloween%2B2010%2B030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544366689273444066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't aware in this picture of the evil germ that was taking over my little referee until about 10 minutes later when he puked all over himself, me and the floor.  :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TPGMIsek9wI/AAAAAAAABCk/48OFTipo0zU/s1600/Halloween%2B2010%2B033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TPGMIsek9wI/AAAAAAAABCk/48OFTipo0zU/s320/Halloween%2B2010%2B033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544366697276045058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got back to Gramma's &amp; Grampa's the rain had stopped and kids were out, but Luke was still  pukey so the auntie's took the kids trick or treating around the neighborhood so it wouldn't be the worst Halloween ever.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TPGMI9S8JXI/AAAAAAAABCs/Zfuz82qHkCw/s1600/Halloween%2B2010%2B036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TPGMI9S8JXI/AAAAAAAABCs/Zfuz82qHkCw/s320/Halloween%2B2010%2B036.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544366701790635378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-6201455776744671578?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/6201455776744671578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=6201455776744671578' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/6201455776744671578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/6201455776744671578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween-2010.html' title='Halloween 2010'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TPGMHXPRtBI/AAAAAAAABCM/59q4ckgEFFU/s72-c/Halloween%2B2010%2B005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-2704118580459119115</id><published>2010-11-19T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T20:36:39.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Karson (In his own words)</title><content type='html'>Tonight I found my lil guy on the computer.  Instead of looking at toys, and trying to condense his Christmas list which consists of among other things a Nintendo DS like I had suggested he do.  I asked him what he was up to, and he told me that he was writing "His side of the story."  It is too sweet not to post.  I love this boy with everything that I am.  He is my first, my peacemaker.  Karson is such a great friend always kind to everyone.  He also has personality plus.  I am so grateful to be his mom!  So without further adeaus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TOdQPFKmaEI/AAAAAAAABCE/_qLNT63gRKE/s1600/_MG_9807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TOdQPFKmaEI/AAAAAAAABCE/_qLNT63gRKE/s320/_MG_9807.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541486086517581890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          My side&lt;br /&gt;                               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   By: Karson Kunz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite things are soccer, videogames, iceskating, pokemoncards, and bakugan.&lt;br /&gt;My motto … ride to success. &lt;br /&gt;My favorite movies how to train your dragon, pokemon, bakugan, last but not least hatching pete.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite foods hot and sour soup, mushrooms, tomato basile, and indianfood.&lt;br /&gt;My name… KARSON FREDERICK KUNZ.&lt;br /&gt;My family… dad:  Aaron     Mom:  Kristi     sis:  Abby who got her tonsils out 4 days ago   and Bro:  Luke.&lt;br /&gt;My dogs are gentile giants but sometimes rough.&lt;br /&gt;There names:  Mack, and Graci.&lt;br /&gt;Im in 4th grade. I have a good Teacher named Mrs.Whinam.&lt;br /&gt;My friend Joal is teaching me the basics of football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K&lt;/strong&gt;icking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;wsome &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;rockin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;inging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;ckward &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;ice&lt;br /&gt;I love word searches. When Im mad they calm me down.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite stuffed animals… TREEKO, YOYO, AND SCOTTY.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite animals… mantarays, and trantulas.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite holiday is Chirstmas,&lt;br /&gt;My best friend is named Corbin Latimer but I don’t get to see him much because he lives in West Jordan and I live in South Weber but we see eachother every once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;Myfavorite videogames are:  ps3, ps2, gameboy, bakugan, starwars, skidoo, ememarld, and spiro.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite books are:  Percy Jackson, hunger games, and leven thumps.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite color is turquoise and green.&lt;br /&gt;My least favorite Math:  algebra my favorite math:  addition.&lt;br /&gt; I go to school in the 3 through 6 building because im not 1, 2, or3 &lt;br /&gt;My favorite board games are pokemon monopoly, and battle &lt;br /&gt;I love to swim and sing.&lt;br /&gt;My goal is to grow to 5’6 so I can get a celphone.&lt;br /&gt;Im saving up for a ds and games.&lt;br /&gt;My best friends are:  Jackson Floyde, Kaleb Zick, Joal Jennings, Keldan Vanleer,Taylor Hatch, austyn Weaver, and best of all Corbin Latimer.&lt;br /&gt;In my spare time I play my red electric guitar.&lt;br /&gt;At recess I play bench tag. The bench is base and if you touch the middle base your it. But if you do it on purpose your not it. The date is 11/19/10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-2704118580459119115?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/2704118580459119115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=2704118580459119115' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/2704118580459119115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/2704118580459119115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/11/karson-in-his-own-words.html' title='Karson (In his own words)'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TOdQPFKmaEI/AAAAAAAABCE/_qLNT63gRKE/s72-c/_MG_9807.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-9154156632790353111</id><published>2010-11-03T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T09:18:05.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR Superbowl 2010...</title><content type='html'>October 17, 2010...picture it...the match up we wait for all year had arrived, only this year it got bigger.  We are VERY much Minnesota Vikings fans, through thick and thin we stand by those knuckleheads.  We decided after the crushing blow that the Viking's gave to "America's Team" the Dallas Cowboys last season, AND how truely uncomfortable the game was to watch with just poor Ryan we decided to turn up the volume if you will and have a few more Cowboy fans over... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TNGFYmUJHhI/AAAAAAAABBM/tNRAEOYc_As/s1600/Football+2010+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TNGFYmUJHhI/AAAAAAAABBM/tNRAEOYc_As/s320/Football+2010+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535352074663435794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Mel that she had to use this pic as her Christmas card this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TNGFY8Jj8yI/AAAAAAAABBU/kse-Evf0IRY/s1600/Football+2010+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TNGFY8Jj8yI/AAAAAAAABBU/kse-Evf0IRY/s320/Football+2010+014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535352080524636962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These cute people are our neighbors the Skousen's.  The girls could care less really about football, and Mike is a Niners fan...but cute Sam, and Max are Cowboy fans all the way.  Love these guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TNGGH27ffXI/AAAAAAAABB0/Tu9kb-Cn9qc/s1600/Football+2010+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TNGGH27ffXI/AAAAAAAABB0/Tu9kb-Cn9qc/s320/Football+2010+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535352886577298802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke was just giddy he loves having a "potty" (party)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TNGGHtbK7rI/AAAAAAAABBs/Zytq6SOeTfo/s1600/Football+2010+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TNGGHtbK7rI/AAAAAAAABBs/Zytq6SOeTfo/s320/Football+2010+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535352884025814706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were waiting on Lyman's to arrive...Sam decided to take in a lil Diego before the big game.  :)  Kiddin Sam.  This kid is so cute. The boys watch down stairs, and the girls tried to watch the game, and the kids upstairs.  The boys were a little ahead in the broadcast downstairs (we recorded the game to watch all together) so everytime the Cowboys did something GREAT Sam would very casually make his way upstairs to give me a "What...What???"  We had quite a lot of back and forth.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TNGGIDA5ieI/AAAAAAAABB8/Llk7o3UuP1M/s1600/Football+2010+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TNGGIDA5ieI/AAAAAAAABB8/Llk7o3UuP1M/s320/Football+2010+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535352889821202914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great spred, and everyone was sick by the time it was over...Here are the guys enjoying what will be another Viking victory.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TNGGHYGU_MI/AAAAAAAABBk/REKUdq-dcsA/s1600/Football+2010+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TNGGHYGU_MI/AAAAAAAABBk/REKUdq-dcsA/s320/Football+2010+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535352878301248706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun visiting with "My Girls".  We are truely blessed to have such great family and friends so close.  It was a Great Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TNGFZV0Ph2I/AAAAAAAABBc/HBdKts7ZGUs/s1600/Football+2010+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TNGFZV0Ph2I/AAAAAAAABBc/HBdKts7ZGUs/s320/Football+2010+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535352087414540130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW Viking's took the game 24-21.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-9154156632790353111?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/9154156632790353111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=9154156632790353111' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/9154156632790353111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/9154156632790353111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/11/our-superbowl-2010.html' title='OUR Superbowl 2010...'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TNGFYmUJHhI/AAAAAAAABBM/tNRAEOYc_As/s72-c/Football+2010+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-2153440653372892053</id><published>2010-09-07T14:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T07:58:01.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Day of School</title><content type='html'>"You can teach a student a lesson for a day; but if you teach him to learn by creating curiosity, he will continue the learning process as long as he lives."  ~Clay P. Bedford&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that its that time of year again.  This summer was crazy busy, and went by too fast.  My kids are super excited for their teachers this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIawde2EvfI/AAAAAAAABAc/LxKgf-fWXAI/s1600/DSC07741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIawde2EvfI/AAAAAAAABAc/LxKgf-fWXAI/s320/DSC07741.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514288814304312818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such cute kids all of them.  We were lucky to have Garrett and Ally there to start the first day with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIawdNgpNUI/AAAAAAAABAU/MJsBq1MNH4I/s1600/DSC07742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIawdNgpNUI/AAAAAAAABAU/MJsBq1MNH4I/s320/DSC07742.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514288809651025218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out you 3rd &amp; 4th grade ladies...the humerous part is the 3rd grader is on the right.  I gotta tiny one with lots of personality.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIawckKkNpI/AAAAAAAABAM/Vc5V6WzKA0w/s1600/DSC07739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIawckKkNpI/AAAAAAAABAM/Vc5V6WzKA0w/s320/DSC07739.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514288798552569490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There he goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIawccvIN1I/AAAAAAAABAE/7TVpTG5ROwM/s1600/DSC07745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIawccvIN1I/AAAAAAAABAE/7TVpTG5ROwM/s320/DSC07745.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514288796558440274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there she goes...sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIawb3zHNRI/AAAAAAAAA_8/HpkgRyrl72k/s1600/DSC07748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIawb3zHNRI/AAAAAAAAA_8/HpkgRyrl72k/s320/DSC07748.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514288786643039506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great year kiddos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-2153440653372892053?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/2153440653372892053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=2153440653372892053' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/2153440653372892053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/2153440653372892053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/09/1st-day-of-school.html' title='1st Day of School'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIawde2EvfI/AAAAAAAABAc/LxKgf-fWXAI/s72-c/DSC07741.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-4020662613501558096</id><published>2010-09-07T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T07:59:29.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>South Weber Days..</title><content type='html'>I soooo love our little town.  We were able this year for the first time since moving here to participate in some of the activities of South Weber Days.  Pammy was visiting, and had the exciting experience of the parade.  The whole town seemed to be out...so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIasV-t_7lI/AAAAAAAAA_0/ry3bYfOEGdc/s1600/DSC07686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIasV-t_7lI/AAAAAAAAA_0/ry3bYfOEGdc/s320/DSC07686.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514284287374913106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke ready to get his haul of candy...this is a VERY big deal to him.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIasIhGNSNI/AAAAAAAAA_s/RItTsVAvRTk/s1600/DSC07687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIasIhGNSNI/AAAAAAAAA_s/RItTsVAvRTk/s320/DSC07687.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514284056085088466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from how cute I think it is to see Garrett out begging for a tootsie roll, I love this picture because it shows both spectrums of our town...the new zippy sports car, followed by the old stinky tractor driven by the cutest old man I have ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIasIFZYf3I/AAAAAAAAA_k/qUun6oHPztU/s1600/DSC07698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIasIFZYf3I/AAAAAAAAA_k/qUun6oHPztU/s320/DSC07698.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514284048649322354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby &amp; Ally were in the parade, and rode on the Sunset Jr. Cheer float.  They also danced that day at the celebration in the park.  They did a great job~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIasH7IlioI/AAAAAAAAA_c/ORb3TRjmH_Y/s1600/DSC07694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIasH7IlioI/AAAAAAAAA_c/ORb3TRjmH_Y/s320/DSC07694.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514284045894519426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And is a parade even a parade without the Shriner's?  Karson thought these little cars were the best...he was so excited to get a high five from the driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIasHRh-2EI/AAAAAAAAA_U/1q_ll5LEMes/s1600/DSC07700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIasHRh-2EI/AAAAAAAAA_U/1q_ll5LEMes/s320/DSC07700.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514284034726746178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the park Karson took part in "Anything Goes".  It's a team activity going through several different obsticles...best time wins.  This is Karson's fun team.  These kids are all a blast, they didn't win a prize, but had a fantastic time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIasHNbvLCI/AAAAAAAAA_M/_rm1lf3Kw9s/s1600/DSC07706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIasHNbvLCI/AAAAAAAAA_M/_rm1lf3Kw9s/s320/DSC07706.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514284033626811426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next year SW Days...maybe we'll talk Tank into Mutten Bustin...who knows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-4020662613501558096?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/4020662613501558096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=4020662613501558096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/4020662613501558096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/4020662613501558096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/09/south-weber-days.html' title='South Weber Days..'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIasV-t_7lI/AAAAAAAAA_0/ry3bYfOEGdc/s72-c/DSC07686.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-8256218075869597746</id><published>2010-09-07T12:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T08:00:13.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day out with "The Boys"</title><content type='html'>I was lucky enough this summer to have some of my favorites boys in one place with me.  We decided to take a trip out to Antelope Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaSfM9X0mI/AAAAAAAAA_E/AHGVrUSU_6Q/s1600/DSC07477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaSfM9X0mI/AAAAAAAAA_E/AHGVrUSU_6Q/s320/DSC07477.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514255858513990242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was late spring and alot of the buffalo were up in the hills havin babies, so we didn't get very close to any, but we did see an antelope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaSehXRd-I/AAAAAAAAA-8/yPQ5LJ3ausc/s1600/DSC07487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaSehXRd-I/AAAAAAAAA-8/yPQ5LJ3ausc/s320/DSC07487.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514255846811465698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hung out for a while at the settlement.  I love to go out there and just enjoy the silence.  The boys had fun on the wooden steer practicing their skills.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaSeKTSpBI/AAAAAAAAA-0/MYHGgNNSIxA/s1600/DSC07493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaSeKTSpBI/AAAAAAAAA-0/MYHGgNNSIxA/s320/DSC07493.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514255840620749842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went around to the other side of the Island where if you didn't know better, you'd think you were on the coast.  It was a beautiful windy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaSd8MNtwI/AAAAAAAAA-s/F5b1PeOT9Ko/s1600/DSC07517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaSd8MNtwI/AAAAAAAAA-s/F5b1PeOT9Ko/s320/DSC07517.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514255836832970498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Luke's hair in this picture...such lovely locks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaSdZXd07I/AAAAAAAAA-k/JYDwOFHFyeE/s1600/DSC07519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaSdZXd07I/AAAAAAAAA-k/JYDwOFHFyeE/s320/DSC07519.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514255827484922802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for such a fun day boys.  I love making memories with you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-8256218075869597746?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/8256218075869597746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=8256218075869597746' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/8256218075869597746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/8256218075869597746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-out-with-boys.html' title='Day out with &quot;The Boys&quot;'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaSfM9X0mI/AAAAAAAAA_E/AHGVrUSU_6Q/s72-c/DSC07477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-3044374545235005140</id><published>2010-09-07T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T12:19:13.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby's Kinder"Garden" Program</title><content type='html'>Abby's class program was adorable.  They talked and sung about their class as a garden, and each flower was an important part.  So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaPYmUl8yI/AAAAAAAAA90/yN1JPEOVwKI/s1600/DSC07423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaPYmUl8yI/AAAAAAAAA90/yN1JPEOVwKI/s320/DSC07423.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514252446528303906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaPYLqaYpI/AAAAAAAAA9s/4j0ArOMzEbs/s1600/DSC07429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaPYLqaYpI/AAAAAAAAA9s/4j0ArOMzEbs/s320/DSC07429.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514252439372063378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby with Mrs. Dopp.  I won't ever be able to thank her enough for making this such a great year for a little girl who would already rather do almost anything else than go to school.  Thanks Kristi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaPX2YBd6I/AAAAAAAAA9k/omGN6n8zHzE/s1600/DSC07437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaPX2YBd6I/AAAAAAAAA9k/omGN6n8zHzE/s320/DSC07437.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514252433657788322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby by her Garden flower, and her cute cast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaPXdS_tHI/AAAAAAAAA9c/4dSGpiMANxE/s1600/DSC07438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaPXdS_tHI/AAAAAAAAA9c/4dSGpiMANxE/s320/DSC07438.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514252426925814898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-3044374545235005140?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/3044374545235005140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=3044374545235005140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/3044374545235005140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/3044374545235005140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/09/abbys-kindergarden-program.html' title='Abby&apos;s Kinder&quot;Garden&quot; Program'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaPYmUl8yI/AAAAAAAAA90/yN1JPEOVwKI/s72-c/DSC07423.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-740781922660330799</id><published>2010-09-07T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T08:05:43.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First and ONLY "Break" of the Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaJbUewU6I/AAAAAAAAA9U/cAbqpGJoI_c/s1600/Abby+arm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaJbUewU6I/AAAAAAAAA9U/cAbqpGJoI_c/s320/Abby+arm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514245896208929698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so far behind on postings! So this luckily I can say was our ONLY broken bone of the summer...thank goodness!  And poor Abby..this is her second broken arm.  We think that she fractured her arm at her kindergarten graduation party at Classic Fun on the bounce houses....let me say that I LOVE Classic, and we went back the day she got her cast off, before her appt for playgroup.  Anyhoo...Abby compained of her arm hurting, and being the BIGGEST contender for mother of the year told her to shrug it off, and go play.  Well, she did...for the next 5 yes 5 days!  I need to also say that she was USING her arm.  The only time she complained was if I was to guide her gently to her room or something like that. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday night, I came home from running errands, and Aaron said I think we may have a problem...Karson and Abby were wrestling...swelling...you get the picture.  So I took her to an IHC facility, that turned us away because it was too close to closing NICE right a six year old..I won't go into my distain for IHC now, maybe later.  I took her home wondering what to do, and she started to say that her arm felt better, and that she was fine.  She was using it and had full range of motion.  I was so tired and confused, but decided to take her to WeeCare anyway.  As we are checking in at the dest for a "broken arm" here is my angel leaning with her elbows on the counter, and her wrists under her chin...on her "broken arm"  I was about ready to cry...but I was there, and the girl said that the Dr. wouldn't x-ray if he didn't think it was necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dr. gave a thorough exam of her arm, and said I think were alright, then had her twist...that's when she felt "uncomfortable".  Yadda yadda yadda x-ray...broken arm.  They wrapped her arm in the standard hard splint, and I was on pins and needles until she was able to get a hard cast.  You see, the girl doesn't sit still for a second.  I came home one night to her riding her fourwheeler with the splint on. YIKES!!  Thank you for bearing with me during my lengthy story.  This is basically my journal, and I don't want to leave out any detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby got a beautiful purple cast, we went to Michaels and got some glitter spray paint to make it sparkle.  Well that cast lasted for a week before she broke the cast...literally.  In the kindergarten post you will see some beautiful HOT PINK wrap that they had to use to reenforce this cast.  My little Tom Boy...the great thing was, was that it didn't slow her down a bit.  Love my girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-740781922660330799?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/740781922660330799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=740781922660330799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/740781922660330799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/740781922660330799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-and-only-break-of-summer.html' title='First and ONLY &quot;Break&quot; of the Summer'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaJbUewU6I/AAAAAAAAA9U/cAbqpGJoI_c/s72-c/Abby+arm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-3238965496509144153</id><published>2010-07-13T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T14:49:40.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancey Dance Time</title><content type='html'>You see, here at our house Yo Gabba Gabba is "Top Dog", "The Cat's Meow", the "Bees knees" if you will.  Luke lives for it.  One day Karson and Garrett decided to get in on the act.  Jack Black was on this episode doing the "Disco Roll" dancey dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyepEC13kI/AAAAAAAAA9E/BJ7J59ckBgc/s1600/DSC07405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyepEC13kI/AAAAAAAAA9E/BJ7J59ckBgc/s320/DSC07405.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493440073782648386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up...down...up...down...up down....roll forward...now back. you get the picture.  How do I know this you ask?  I am in yo gabba gabba world all day every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyelww2QfI/AAAAAAAAA88/rNntbTmbnx8/s1600/DSC07407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyelww2QfI/AAAAAAAAA88/rNntbTmbnx8/s320/DSC07407.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493440017067295218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyehG7mXgI/AAAAAAAAA80/KMinDkkxzTc/s1600/DSC07410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyehG7mXgI/AAAAAAAAA80/KMinDkkxzTc/s320/DSC07410.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493439937118625282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyefWebEDI/AAAAAAAAA8s/svd60KTHDTM/s1600/DSC07413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyefWebEDI/AAAAAAAAA8s/svd60KTHDTM/s320/DSC07413.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493439906931478578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love my boys!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-3238965496509144153?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/3238965496509144153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=3238965496509144153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/3238965496509144153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/3238965496509144153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/07/dancey-dance-time.html' title='Dancey Dance Time'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyepEC13kI/AAAAAAAAA9E/BJ7J59ckBgc/s72-c/DSC07405.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-4144054616209420427</id><published>2010-07-13T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T10:08:38.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy Scout Jamborall</title><content type='html'>Karson's pack went to the Boy Scout Jamborall this year, and I went as a volunteer making it known VERY loudly that I was only going to help, and that not in anyway did I want to be put in a scouting position...just not for me.  All in all we had a really fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDycHfkHuwI/AAAAAAAAA8k/rq49U0x0vnY/s1600/DSC07337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDycHfkHuwI/AAAAAAAAA8k/rq49U0x0vnY/s320/DSC07337.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493437298031180546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really proud of my boy!  He made it all the way to the top of the rock wall and rang the buzzer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDycGHNdoTI/AAAAAAAAA8c/6elndXqM-S0/s1600/DSC07344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDycGHNdoTI/AAAAAAAAA8c/6elndXqM-S0/s320/DSC07344.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493437274313826610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had alot of fun activities for the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDycFCcBaxI/AAAAAAAAA8U/q8WOhkwTwO0/s1600/DSC07373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDycFCcBaxI/AAAAAAAAA8U/q8WOhkwTwO0/s320/DSC07373.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493437255852845842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDycAeOY3hI/AAAAAAAAA8E/GnpaYHFTuX8/s1600/DSC07377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDycAeOY3hI/AAAAAAAAA8E/GnpaYHFTuX8/s320/DSC07377.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493437177412509202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of the boys let loose for a little square dancing.  I think the band was relieved that someone was actually listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDycCOt8gkI/AAAAAAAAA8M/_clYLarzw60/s1600/DSC07383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDycCOt8gkI/AAAAAAAAA8M/_clYLarzw60/s320/DSC07383.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493437207609639490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-4144054616209420427?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/4144054616209420427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=4144054616209420427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/4144054616209420427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/4144054616209420427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/07/boy-scout-jamborall.html' title='Boy Scout Jamborall'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDycHfkHuwI/AAAAAAAAA8k/rq49U0x0vnY/s72-c/DSC07337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-3975745917242819671</id><published>2010-07-13T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T09:44:18.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kindergarten Field Trip</title><content type='html'>I was so excited to go on Abby's Kindergarten field trip to the Eccles Dinosaur Park.  This is her class, they are such a fun group of kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyUzNi3pKI/AAAAAAAAA78/oQeieHLoXs4/s1600/DSC07258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyUzNi3pKI/AAAAAAAAA78/oQeieHLoXs4/s320/DSC07258.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493429253015315618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the group of girls that another mom, and I were in charge of.  They were adorable, and loved learning about, and exploring the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyUgqlhWHI/AAAAAAAAA7k/RCSntQl-up4/s1600/DSC07267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyUgqlhWHI/AAAAAAAAA7k/RCSntQl-up4/s320/DSC07267.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493428934393550962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hooked up for a little bit with our pals Brittani &amp; McKade.  They were in a different class, but it was fun to see them for a second, and after this fun filled day, Brittani and I went for a HUGE greasy cheeseburgers, and fries to detox.  It was great.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyUhkGbGiI/AAAAAAAAA70/ns1aCu8zwM4/s1600/DSC07265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyUhkGbGiI/AAAAAAAAA70/ns1aCu8zwM4/s320/DSC07265.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493428949832374818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great time with my girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyUhBSfJ1I/AAAAAAAAA7s/S1O1MO_FHco/s1600/DSC07266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyUhBSfJ1I/AAAAAAAAA7s/S1O1MO_FHco/s320/DSC07266.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493428940487731026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, I probably might have left them in a cage for a few. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyUf4o_pTI/AAAAAAAAA7c/9EfnGnqUKpg/s1600/DSC07275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyUf4o_pTI/AAAAAAAAA7c/9EfnGnqUKpg/s320/DSC07275.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493428920986346802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also ran into Ally at the end during play time.  It's always a laught when these two get together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyUfixdHPI/AAAAAAAAA7U/DzplHdnZc50/s1600/DSC07279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyUfixdHPI/AAAAAAAAA7U/DzplHdnZc50/s320/DSC07279.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493428915116252402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks princess for letting me share this time with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-3975745917242819671?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/3975745917242819671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=3975745917242819671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/3975745917242819671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/3975745917242819671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/07/kindergarten-field-trip.html' title='Kindergarten Field Trip'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyUzNi3pKI/AAAAAAAAA78/oQeieHLoXs4/s72-c/DSC07258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-822280081801115368</id><published>2010-07-13T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T09:22:23.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rays Baseball</title><content type='html'>Karson played "REAL" baseball this year.  Meaning that the boys actually pitched.  I was surprised that he wanted to play, because he hadn't played since t-ball.  But he did well at tryouts and was drafted in the first round to the Rays.  The Rays were the HAPPIEST team in baseball, but had a not very winning season.  The coach was a great guy who taught them a true love for the game.  They cheered eachother on, and played so positively together.  I only took the camera to the first game, but the boys did get alot better through out the season...the very LONG season.  It about doubled in length due to rainouts.  It seemed to only rain on the days the boys had a game.  During the last game (2nd round of the playoffs) we sat through a down poor.  But big Daddy, and I toughed it out in the rain cuz if our trembling 46 lb. boy can shiver out in short stop position, who are we to run and hide?  :)  Great memories!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyRYnnPxUI/AAAAAAAAA7M/nv1ALxEO92M/s1600/DSC07212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyRYnnPxUI/AAAAAAAAA7M/nv1ALxEO92M/s320/DSC07212.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493425497621644610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyRYPdgPtI/AAAAAAAAA7E/Fp6JfDve5zc/s1600/DSC07213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyRYPdgPtI/AAAAAAAAA7E/Fp6JfDve5zc/s320/DSC07213.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493425491138330322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyRXkpZckI/AAAAAAAAA68/bH5WClDGx3o/s1600/DSC07215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyRXkpZckI/AAAAAAAAA68/bH5WClDGx3o/s320/DSC07215.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493425479645491778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyRXG29tEI/AAAAAAAAA60/AkfaSsZXAvM/s1600/DSC07216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyRXG29tEI/AAAAAAAAA60/AkfaSsZXAvM/s320/DSC07216.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493425471649330242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-822280081801115368?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/822280081801115368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=822280081801115368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/822280081801115368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/822280081801115368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/07/rays-baseball.html' title='Rays Baseball'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyRYnnPxUI/AAAAAAAAA7M/nv1ALxEO92M/s72-c/DSC07212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-9006461396597414885</id><published>2010-07-13T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T09:11:30.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Soccer</title><content type='html'>I am so behind on this silly blog, I am just getting farther behind so get ready for a million posts.  Both Karson &amp; Abby wanted to play soccer this year.  But only Karson really played.  Abby just showed up for the games for the treats. :)  I think that I managed to capture a couple pics of her actually playing. Well not actually playing, but standing with her cute purple shorts, and pink socks. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyO5QJD8dI/AAAAAAAAA6s/O1-j-RodH_A/s1600/DSC07229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyO5QJD8dI/AAAAAAAAA6s/O1-j-RodH_A/s320/DSC07229.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493422759721824722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyO5HSuIfI/AAAAAAAAA6k/p3r6GIULD-Q/s1600/DSC07234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyO5HSuIfI/AAAAAAAAA6k/p3r6GIULD-Q/s320/DSC07234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493422757346419186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyO4sg7lrI/AAAAAAAAA6c/_G8X19F5xKE/s1600/DSC07238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyO4sg7lrI/AAAAAAAAA6c/_G8X19F5xKE/s320/DSC07238.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493422750158263986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyO4AWBo0I/AAAAAAAAA6U/NNqRKsy3-eM/s1600/DSC07246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyO4AWBo0I/AAAAAAAAA6U/NNqRKsy3-eM/s320/DSC07246.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493422738301363010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyO3uEOpII/AAAAAAAAA6M/atueSjax898/s1600/DSC07250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyO3uEOpII/AAAAAAAAA6M/atueSjax898/s320/DSC07250.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493422733394879618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids had fun, and really thats all that counts.  Karson quite likes the sport, and had a fantastic coach this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-9006461396597414885?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/9006461396597414885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=9006461396597414885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/9006461396597414885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/9006461396597414885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/07/spring-soccer.html' title='Spring Soccer'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyO5QJD8dI/AAAAAAAAA6s/O1-j-RodH_A/s72-c/DSC07229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-721958381774125597</id><published>2010-05-05T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T20:17:09.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Soul Sister...</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to share a little part of a typical day in our house...I love my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QWQdXqxR--k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QWQdXqxR--k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-721958381774125597?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/721958381774125597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=721958381774125597' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/721958381774125597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/721958381774125597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/05/hey-soul-sister.html' title='Hey Soul Sister...'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-3830948610843092274</id><published>2010-04-19T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T20:59:25.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Wush you mom"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S8zmADiVP2I/AAAAAAAAA58/PS5AFEEIu3Q/s1600/March+2010+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S8zmADiVP2I/AAAAAAAAA58/PS5AFEEIu3Q/s320/March+2010+032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461993336717262690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little Tank and I have had a relationship lately that makes me a little sad.  This is how Tank has been reacting lately when I greet him in the morning, and it is usually accompanied with a VERY whiney NOOOOOO  MOM....I Daddy!  It breaks my heart, and I have to remember that you are two, and that luckily for Aaron he has been around alot more this go round, and Luke LOVES his daddy.&lt;br /&gt;But today...it was just you and I.  I smelled something funky, as you walked up.  You sat on the stair put out your arms and little fingers motioning me towards you and said "Comeer Mom".  I crawled up the stairs, and you put your arms around me SO TIGHTLY and said "Wush you mom", and then with your pudgy little hand you took mine and said "Come on, I ah diaper".  Although I just changed THE MOST haneous diaper of my mothering career, I am so Grateful right now for this precious moment that I just shared with you.  Love you Tank&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-3830948610843092274?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/3830948610843092274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=3830948610843092274' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/3830948610843092274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/3830948610843092274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/04/wush-you-mom.html' title='&quot;Wush you mom&quot;'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S8zmADiVP2I/AAAAAAAAA58/PS5AFEEIu3Q/s72-c/March+2010+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-6973846782323583553</id><published>2010-04-14T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T14:44:27.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EVERY Kid should be LUCKY enough to have a PAMMY!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S8YuKz7_GaI/AAAAAAAAA50/vZYrsMHJZCs/s1600/March+2010+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S8YuKz7_GaI/AAAAAAAAA50/vZYrsMHJZCs/s320/March+2010+029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460102361508682146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title of my post says it all for me.  My baby sister is AMAZING!!  This year for the kids birthdays, she decided to take them of a SPECIAL date doing something that they love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S8YuKb5iUrI/AAAAAAAAA5s/sx5PwRB2ZUg/s1600/March+2010+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S8YuKb5iUrI/AAAAAAAAA5s/sx5PwRB2ZUg/s320/March+2010+021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460102355055956658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby chose to go to "dinner".  They went to China Hill, and then Pam took her shopping at the mall...~~~HEAVEN~~~ for that little girl.  They came home and had matching earrings.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S8YuJ2IkzPI/AAAAAAAAA5k/-780F-n8X90/s1600/DSCF5964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S8YuJ2IkzPI/AAAAAAAAA5k/-780F-n8X90/s320/DSCF5964.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460102344918486258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam took Karson to see the new movie How to Train A Dragon in 3D.  He was so excited, and they had a great time.  Karson also wanted to go shopping at (get this) The Quilted Bear... before you start laughing too hard, he went for a new Webkinz toy.  They walked around the mall for a while, and had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S8YuJaFxCxI/AAAAAAAAA5c/CYojwgFaCzs/s1600/March+2010+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S8YuJaFxCxI/AAAAAAAAA5c/CYojwgFaCzs/s320/March+2010+010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460102337390512914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pammy also wrote each of them a special card too personal to share in this forum.  I am so grateful for the love, and special relationships that my kids have with their Auntie Pam.  She is going to make an exeptional mother someday...and she does really great hair!  Love you Pammy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-6973846782323583553?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/6973846782323583553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=6973846782323583553' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/6973846782323583553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/6973846782323583553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/04/every-kids-should-be-lucky-enough-to.html' title='EVERY Kid should be LUCKY enough to have a PAMMY!!'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S8YuKz7_GaI/AAAAAAAAA50/vZYrsMHJZCs/s72-c/March+2010+029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-101059692551425276</id><published>2010-04-07T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T17:15:22.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Karson</title><content type='html'>Karson turned nine this year.  The Utah Grizzly Hockey Team came and did an assembly at his school, and gave each of the kids a free ticket.  Karson already loves Hockey so it was not really a surprise that this is what he chose to do for his birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S70WC6RvluI/AAAAAAAAA5U/ysm4FbMjla8/s1600/DSC07080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S70WC6RvluI/AAAAAAAAA5U/ysm4FbMjla8/s320/DSC07080.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457542562702137058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game was on the night of his b-day, so it was fun to see all of his friends, and celebrate with them.  We were even able to see Pretty Aunt Val.  Aaron had arranged for the announcers to wish Karson a Happy Birthday which he thought was great.  It was a great game that went into overtime, however the Grizz could not pull off a win.  After the game the kids got iceskates on and were able to skate on the ice, and meet the players.  This pic is of Karson and Abby and Brian Kilburg #6.  It was a great night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S70WCF9fQWI/AAAAAAAAA5M/eI-2-FTg7-c/s1600/DSC07083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S70WCF9fQWI/AAAAAAAAA5M/eI-2-FTg7-c/s320/DSC07083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457542548658536802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we opened his presents, he was so patient to wait.  He was VERY spoiled this year. He got Star Wars legos, a date with Pam, a street hockey set, and a diet coke from Abby.  Uncle Ryan even gave him Adrain Peterson's Minnesota Vikings Rookie Card...WOW!!  We always knew that Ryan is a closet Vikings fan...most people are, it's a hard row to hoe...anyhoo...  I thought Karson was going to jump out of his skin when he got his presents from his Granparents! Grampa &amp; Gramma Bishop gave him amongst other things, a HUGE 2-pak of Beef Jerkey!  He was ecstatic!  PaPa &amp; Yia Yia gave him a Kung Fu Panda game for the PS3. SPOILED.  He chose a Minnesota Vikings cake.  It was awesome, but the frosting had a horrible chemical smell and taste...so no cake...until later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S70WBqVvDpI/AAAAAAAAA5E/KEKIyau-4SU/s1600/DSC07106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S70WBqVvDpI/AAAAAAAAA5E/KEKIyau-4SU/s320/DSC07106.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457542541244042898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe how quickly the last few years have flown by.  Karson you are growing up to be such an incredible young man.  I am so grateful for the love that you show for your sister, and brother.  We had a talk the other day about how I wanted you to stop growing up.  You told me that you would always stay with me no matter what.  I didn't have the heart or ability to tell you otherwise.  I will thoroughly enjoy you while I have you.  You are truely a huge light in my life.  I love the fact that you'll still kiss me goodbye everymorning before school (even if it is from behind the door), and that your not afraid or embarrassed to express your love.  I hope that never changes.  I am grateful for your enthusiasm for life, and the quirky smile that usually adornes your face. You are awesome!  Happy Birthday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-101059692551425276?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/101059692551425276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=101059692551425276' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/101059692551425276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/101059692551425276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-birthday-karson.html' title='Happy Birthday Karson'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S70WC6RvluI/AAAAAAAAA5U/ysm4FbMjla8/s72-c/DSC07080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-5429214451868627877</id><published>2010-03-31T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T08:00:49.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A "Check yourself" Mom Moment...</title><content type='html'>Boy did I start today off on the wrong foot.  We woke up late, so I was rushing the kids around trying to get ready for school.  The kids were in a great mood, which I quickly ruined. &lt;br /&gt;Abby had put on a sweater, and zipped it up, then proceeded to break the zipper by pulling it apart from the bottom.  ARG!!!  I told her just to wear it unzipped.&lt;br /&gt;Karson had a quick breakfast of a loft house cookie and apple juice (Nice right?) and had little sprinkles all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;I LOST IT!  I went on this diatribe of how I was not thier maid, or there to find thier shoes, or fix their clothing, and how money doesn't grow on trees when Abby had big aligator tears running down her cheeks...she says.."Mommy, I KNOW that money doesn't grow on trees...Apples do...and peaches, but NOT money.&lt;br /&gt;I realized then as I looked into their sad little brown eyes, that indeed I AM their maid, and I need to help them find their shoes, and fix thier clothes. I am grateful that I am!  But most of all I am their mother, and I needed to check myself.  I was setting the tone for their whole day!  So we stopped, and talked, and hugged, and cried.  I asked them to forgive me, and we started over.  I am so blessed to have the children that I do.  Thanks for setting me straight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-5429214451868627877?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/5429214451868627877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=5429214451868627877' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/5429214451868627877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/5429214451868627877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/03/check-yourself-mom-moment.html' title='A &quot;Check yourself&quot; Mom Moment...'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-8769495374532491834</id><published>2010-03-25T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T12:13:44.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary Baby</title><content type='html'>Look at these two KIDS!!!  I can't believe that so much time has passed.  This was taken just before we got engaged at my Gramma Horan's birthday party at "The Del".  So in love, I had no idea that about three weeks later this hot lil number would ask me to be his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S6u0Qna4bqI/AAAAAAAAA4U/0m-bK5Nv2zw/s1600/Kris+and+Aaron+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S6u0Qna4bqI/AAAAAAAAA4U/0m-bK5Nv2zw/s320/Kris+and+Aaron+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452649971414757026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was "Lucky" they say.  The reason we picked this particular last weekend of March is because the weather is ALWAYS beautiful, or so we were told.  After the ceremony, we were on our way to the Murray Mansion for the reception, and it started to snow through the sun rays.  We were told if it snows on the day of your wedding it would bring you good fortune.  Well... were still together, and have three incredible little humans that we created together, so I'd say were VERY lucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S6u0RfhSq6I/AAAAAAAAA4c/_0WEnp6IhMg/s1600/Kris+and+Aaron+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S6u0RfhSq6I/AAAAAAAAA4c/_0WEnp6IhMg/s320/Kris+and+Aaron+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452649986474027938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you baby!  I am so glad that we found eachother, and can't wait for the next 15 years.  All my love...K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-8769495374532491834?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/8769495374532491834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=8769495374532491834' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/8769495374532491834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/8769495374532491834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-anniversary-baby.html' title='Happy Anniversary Baby'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S6u0Qna4bqI/AAAAAAAAA4U/0m-bK5Nv2zw/s72-c/Kris+and+Aaron+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-2073584343988669874</id><published>2010-03-24T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T14:41:57.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd grade Program</title><content type='html'>Last night was Karson's 3rd Grade Program.  It was called "Wonders of the World"  It had a  Caribbean theme.  Karson was not thrilled with all of the dances, as he had to "Hula" in one...not his fav.  This clip is from a song called "The Ocean's Alive"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-19071fd3e432a7fe" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D19071fd3e432a7fe%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331917857%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1562E4513DC2F6EE60B31E456F42ED437214DFEC.52B4AF8743C51BC5DB25E21C7470B5B00F521CDD%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D19071fd3e432a7fe%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DitlsGQgA6lQrq9Fh8SnVDsXrFgk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D19071fd3e432a7fe%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331917857%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1562E4513DC2F6EE60B31E456F42ED437214DFEC.52B4AF8743C51BC5DB25E21C7470B5B00F521CDD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D19071fd3e432a7fe%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DitlsGQgA6lQrq9Fh8SnVDsXrFgk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karson had the opportunity to play the xylophone in one of the songs.  Karson has had a great year and made lots of new friends.  Here is one of them...T.H.  His mom also happens to be pretty stinkin awesome herself.  Love you guys..Sorry Chi-town, they're ours now!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S6pk4sO0pTI/AAAAAAAAA4M/_dVCCXDCxkc/s1600/DSC07058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S6pk4sO0pTI/AAAAAAAAA4M/_dVCCXDCxkc/s320/DSC07058.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452281223994189106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-2073584343988669874?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/2073584343988669874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=2073584343988669874' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/2073584343988669874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/2073584343988669874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/03/3rd-grade-program.html' title='3rd grade Program'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S6pk4sO0pTI/AAAAAAAAA4M/_dVCCXDCxkc/s72-c/DSC07058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-2314403919359638571</id><published>2010-03-17T12:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T12:40:13.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy St. Patrick's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S6EwFLmNyOI/AAAAAAAAA4E/x1zeLeZwweg/s1600-h/St+Patty%27s+Day.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S6EwFLmNyOI/AAAAAAAAA4E/x1zeLeZwweg/s320/St+Patty%27s+Day.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449689889665566946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-2314403919359638571?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/2314403919359638571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=2314403919359638571' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/2314403919359638571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/2314403919359638571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-st-patricks-day.html' title='Happy St. Patrick&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S6EwFLmNyOI/AAAAAAAAA4E/x1zeLeZwweg/s72-c/St+Patty%27s+Day.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-8761337595108128409</id><published>2010-03-16T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T16:34:39.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kira</title><content type='html'>Kira~ was born on September 10, 1998, and went back to heaven to play again with YoYo on March 9, 2010.  Kira was our first "child" and was really our baby for alot of years before we were able to have kids.  She lived a very happy life, and would fetch a ball for hours on end.  Even in the last few days of her life, she loved to play ball, her body just got tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S6AS87hn1iI/AAAAAAAAA38/mhAbFPvWC8w/s1600-h/Kira.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S6AS87hn1iI/AAAAAAAAA38/mhAbFPvWC8w/s320/Kira.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449376387098465826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids and I were in St. George when Aaron called and said that she had taken a fall and was in pretty bad shape.  Her back legs just didn't work anymore, so when she fell, and hurt her front legs we knew it was time.  It was so hard to tell Aaron to let her go without being there, but it was what was best for her.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S6AS1mhndcI/AAAAAAAAA30/uItLb_9ud_4/s1600-h/Kira+%232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S6AS1mhndcI/AAAAAAAAA30/uItLb_9ud_4/s320/Kira+%232.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449376261202212290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S6AKOCjjzdI/AAAAAAAAA3c/7pFipikPeOs/s1600-h/DSC07024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S6AKOCjjzdI/AAAAAAAAA3c/7pFipikPeOs/s320/DSC07024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449366785438764498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron took her and she was very calm.  The vet said that the medicine would take anywhere from 2-5 minutes to work, and she was gone even before one minute was up. She was ready! In looking back, I am glad that Aaron had the rest of that day to himself, because we were both a mess.  After the kids and I got the news that she was gone, we said a prayer.  Karson asked that "Uncle Greg could find her and take care of her, and make sure she was happy, and had the happy life she did when she was young", and Abby prayed that" YoYo and Kira could play together"  yup...totally an easy one to get through.  :)  When the two dogs were younger they would have "wars" where they would chase eachother around the backyard.  Well now every thunder storm we hear will be them having their wars.&lt;br /&gt;Two very special friends brought flowers over when I got home.  I am so blessed to have such wonderful caring people in my life.  They are both my favorite colors and have and are still brightening my day!   Love you guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S6AKhCSk24I/AAAAAAAAA3k/-dUO-q5g5D0/s1600-h/DSC07025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S6AKhCSk24I/AAAAAAAAA3k/-dUO-q5g5D0/s320/DSC07025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449367111785044866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post may seem a little silly to some, but she really was my first baby, and she is missed terribly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-8761337595108128409?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/8761337595108128409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=8761337595108128409' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/8761337595108128409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/8761337595108128409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/03/kira.html' title='Kira'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S6AS87hn1iI/AAAAAAAAA38/mhAbFPvWC8w/s72-c/Kira.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-7376451461264636069</id><published>2010-03-03T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T21:00:40.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Star of the Week...</title><content type='html'>Another year has come and gone.  I remember how excited I used to get for birthday's.  Abby had her 6th birthday this last week.  Her birthday week started off as "Star of the Week" in her Kindergarten class.  I made this poster for her.  I just loaded it up with all of my favorite pictures of her.  I think I might even frame it, and put it in her room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S488iEmhUqI/AAAAAAAAA28/1uZhzb1uyMo/s1600-h/DSC06868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S488iEmhUqI/AAAAAAAAA28/1uZhzb1uyMo/s320/DSC06868.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444637030562747042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Birthday girl on her big day.  She took "chocolate brownies" as her treat to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S488hU_LxbI/AAAAAAAAA20/hqIokQPcOt4/s1600-h/DSC06887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S488hU_LxbI/AAAAAAAAA20/hqIokQPcOt4/s320/DSC06887.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444637017781290418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Abby with her teacher Mrs. Dopp.  She is absolutely the best!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S488gVw7BMI/AAAAAAAAA2s/sl5hubFJsOk/s1600-h/DSC06888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S488gVw7BMI/AAAAAAAAA2s/sl5hubFJsOk/s320/DSC06888.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444637000810038466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to lunch with Melissa and Ally.  These two are truely trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S488fuapCoI/AAAAAAAAA2k/2LcZzlxgkww/s1600-h/DSC06890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S488fuapCoI/AAAAAAAAA2k/2LcZzlxgkww/s320/DSC06890.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444636990247602818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Richman's came over for cake and icecream.  We didn't have a big party this year.  We are trying to teach simplification and that they don't need to have a friend party every year.  I think that she finally got that we really were NOT letting her have a friend party the day before her big day.  Silly girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S488fFQ3BpI/AAAAAAAAA2c/7J3uDqfkt-Q/s1600-h/DSC06917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S488fFQ3BpI/AAAAAAAAA2c/7J3uDqfkt-Q/s320/DSC06917.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444636979200722578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Princess!  We love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-7376451461264636069?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/7376451461264636069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=7376451461264636069' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/7376451461264636069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/7376451461264636069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/03/star-of-week.html' title='Star of the Week...'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S488iEmhUqI/AAAAAAAAA28/1uZhzb1uyMo/s72-c/DSC06868.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-2691578788460703859</id><published>2010-02-28T18:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T22:15:03.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle Greg</title><content type='html'>When you talk about a story of true love and devotion, I will forever think of these two people.  They are Aaron's "Pretty" Aunt Val &amp; Uncle Greg.  They have together had a lifetime of laughter, and raised two wonderful daughters.  This past summer Greg was diognosed with ALS (Lou Gerhig's Disease). This disease took him very quickly, but their faith and devotion never wavered.  As busy as people are, we had not seen them for a while.  About a month ago, we took the kids for a visit.  Karson was in awe of his Uncle Greg, and his love for Hockey.  Greg gave Karson a Utah Grizzlies Hockey puck, that was signed by a Grizzly player.  Karson took it for show and tell the next day, and told his class of Greg's illness.  He said that he couldn't talk very well, and could not use his hands, but boy does he smile alot.  What a sweet boy to notice that.  Through it all Aunt Val was completely devoted to his every need.  Scratching his ear, and combing his trademark mustache.  She handled every day with such grace, and optimism, even when the end was very near.  We are thankful that Greg who lived a very active life is freed from these earthly chains, and able to watch over his sweetheart, girls, and grandkids from a greater place. Uncle Greg, you will be missed. Aunt Val wrote a beautiful tribute for Greg that I wanted to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4siaRC_TaI/AAAAAAAAA1s/O8TFH4JMmbc/s1600-h/Greg+%26+Val.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4siaRC_TaI/AAAAAAAAA1s/O8TFH4JMmbc/s320/Greg+%26+Val.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443482409255259554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREGORY JOHN KEMP  Gregory John Kemp 1950 ~ 2010 Our precious husband and father, Gregory John Kemp, died as a result of the devastating disease ALS on February 24, 2010. His faith and trust in God never wavered. Greg was born February 3, 1950 in St. Paul, MN to John L and Genora M. Kemp, who precede him in death. He is survived by his loving wife, Valorie, their cherished daughters, Jenny (Christopher) Davis and Rebecca (Aaron) Carpenter and their beloved grandchildren, Andie and Logan Davis, Cooper and Madeline Carpenter, and Carissa (Michael) Gleave, and great granddaughter (McKenzie). Greg is also survived by his dearly loved siblings and their families - Glenice (Robert) Coward, Orletta (Fred) Kunz, Grayden (Gerri) Kemp, Ordelle Kemp, and Orlaina (Patrick) Augustine. Greg proudly served in the United States Army during the Viet Nam era. Greg began working for the Denver &amp; Rio Grande RR as a car man in 1973 and retired from the Union Pacific RR in 2009. He was an avid outdoors sportsman who loved fishing and hunting. He enjoyed golfing and skiing, but his passions were hockey, bass fishing and visiting with his many friends. Greg was a lifetime Lutheran and at the time of his death was a member of St. Matthews Lutheran Church. He also attended Life Church in West Valley. With the passing of Greg, a man of great character has gone from our midst. He possessed the ability to draw unto him friends from every walk of life. He was able to inspire many people. Greg was a member /officer of many clubs and organizations, including the Magna Friendly Bunch, Utah Bass Federation, Salt City Bass Masters, and the Growlin Grizzlies Booster Club. He leaves behind many friends who, along with his family, will miss him. Especially we need to remember his long-time and best friend, Doug Thompson, his best "Utah "friend Big Jim Coleman, his dear neighbors Joe and Debbie Pienezza and their sons, Jay, Rob and Mike, and his "angel on earth", Connie Gustin. Greg's family would like to thank Dr. Mark Bromberg at the University of Utah Motor Neuron Clinic, and special thanks to the George E. Wahlen Veteran's Administration Hospital, and Harmony Health Care and Hospice (Rudy, Sonya, Zaneida, Vanessa) for their tender, dignified and compassionate care of Greg and all veterans. In Greg's memory, contributions to the Utah Grizzlies Children Charity Foundation can be made in c/o Jared Young man, 3200 South Decker Lake Drive, WVC, UT 84119 Memorial Services will be held at St. Matthew's Lutheran Church, 2654 Builders Drive, Taylorsville, Utah on Friday, March 5, 2010 at 11:00 a.m., where family will receive friends one hour prior to services.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-2691578788460703859?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/2691578788460703859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=2691578788460703859' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/2691578788460703859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/2691578788460703859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/02/uncle-greg.html' title='Uncle Greg'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4siaRC_TaI/AAAAAAAAA1s/O8TFH4JMmbc/s72-c/Greg+%26+Val.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-6077855679739265562</id><published>2010-02-25T08:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T08:38:31.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to the Aquarium</title><content type='html'>I was able to go on Karson's field trip to the aquarium yesterday.  I had not been to the new one in Sandy, so we were pretty excited.  They started us off in "The Albatross" shipwreck, and taught us about tides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4ajzHHM6NI/AAAAAAAAA1k/xC33wMbWmzo/s1600-h/DSC06871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4ajzHHM6NI/AAAAAAAAA1k/xC33wMbWmzo/s320/DSC06871.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442217298201733330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was proud of all of the kids.  They were very attentive listeners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4ajyb2erXI/AAAAAAAAA1c/tiiH-T6Fq3o/s1600-h/DSC06872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4ajyb2erXI/AAAAAAAAA1c/tiiH-T6Fq3o/s320/DSC06872.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442217286588870002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my DELIGHTFUL group of kids.  They are all so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4ajWa0WZ0I/AAAAAAAAA1U/9nhHdYpzc2A/s1600-h/DSC06873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4ajWa0WZ0I/AAAAAAAAA1U/9nhHdYpzc2A/s320/DSC06873.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442216805275166530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karson loved this part.  He is fascinated by Rays.  He has done his animal reports on them two years in a row, and the reports are even different!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4ajV1he-YI/AAAAAAAAA1M/dRLgmJ_dPHo/s1600-h/DSC06876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4ajV1he-YI/AAAAAAAAA1M/dRLgmJ_dPHo/s320/DSC06876.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442216795263924610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the rainforest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4ajVEDUrHI/AAAAAAAAA1E/fkHyOgNjhoQ/s1600-h/DSC06881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4ajVEDUrHI/AAAAAAAAA1E/fkHyOgNjhoQ/s320/DSC06881.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442216781984083058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our poor little Octopus friend was blinded when I didn't read the sign that said "Please turn off your flash"  Sorry Mr. Octopus.  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4ajU1n-IPI/AAAAAAAAA08/oO2M9EoVUSA/s1600-h/DSC06882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4ajU1n-IPI/AAAAAAAAA08/oO2M9EoVUSA/s320/DSC06882.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442216778111262962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Aquarium, we went to a park in Sandy to have lunch in the blistering heat of the day...it must have been 29 degrees!  We had a nice little hurricane force breeze that made it feel like 12 degrees.  I am still cold.  But as always, Karson was happy to be Karson.  He makes life truely enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4ajUK4MCWI/AAAAAAAAA00/pVIXycgyVHg/s1600-h/DSC06883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4ajUK4MCWI/AAAAAAAAA00/pVIXycgyVHg/s320/DSC06883.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442216766636558690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for letting me share this day with you Karson, and for still wanting me to go on your fieldtrips.  It makes me feel great!  Love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-6077855679739265562?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/6077855679739265562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=6077855679739265562' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/6077855679739265562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/6077855679739265562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/02/trip-to-aquarium.html' title='Trip to the Aquarium'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4ajzHHM6NI/AAAAAAAAA1k/xC33wMbWmzo/s72-c/DSC06871.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-835802777787433079</id><published>2010-02-23T13:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T13:18:11.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 60th Birthday Grampa Bishop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4RD87NVtNI/AAAAAAAAA0s/9muMsB_PzWw/s1600-h/DSC06818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4RD87NVtNI/AAAAAAAAA0s/9muMsB_PzWw/s320/DSC06818.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441548963735254226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year for my dad's birthday, my mom surprised him with a trip to the IFly in Ogden.  He was totally surprised, and the whole family (minus Aaron &amp; Rawls) were able to come and watch.  What a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4RDnYnRkaI/AAAAAAAAA0k/lUfmpK6Wi70/s1600-h/DSC06823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4RDnYnRkaI/AAAAAAAAA0k/lUfmpK6Wi70/s320/DSC06823.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441548593671541154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad had THE BEST instructor.  Mom bought him a deluxe 10 minute package so they were really able to get into the learing of how to turn, go up down etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4RDmSGu5xI/AAAAAAAAA0c/y1CibyJF1YQ/s1600-h/DSC06825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4RDmSGu5xI/AAAAAAAAA0c/y1CibyJF1YQ/s320/DSC06825.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441548574744569618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, dad is learing to go right to left, and left to right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4RDlsVKtnI/AAAAAAAAA0U/skNdOi65XHw/s1600-h/DSC06847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4RDlsVKtnI/AAAAAAAAA0U/skNdOi65XHw/s320/DSC06847.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441548564604565106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to go up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4RC3vga1qI/AAAAAAAAA0M/Hn7OEw4q9AM/s1600-h/DSC06849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4RC3vga1qI/AAAAAAAAA0M/Hn7OEw4q9AM/s320/DSC06849.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441547775183083170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a rush!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4RC3CGk0OI/AAAAAAAAA0E/zdg8f23pk_w/s1600-h/DSC06857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4RC3CGk0OI/AAAAAAAAA0E/zdg8f23pk_w/s320/DSC06857.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441547762995089634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAHhhh  aren't they cute.  Mom was so excited, and dad was just as giddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4RC2kreg9I/AAAAAAAAAz8/eaAKpNKCiXE/s1600-h/DSC06858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4RC2kreg9I/AAAAAAAAAz8/eaAKpNKCiXE/s320/DSC06858.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441547755096802258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the flight, we all went to the Pie for dinner.....YUM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4RC12AJLsI/AAAAAAAAAz0/Y404ZVsC3vA/s1600-h/DSC06863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4RC12AJLsI/AAAAAAAAAz0/Y404ZVsC3vA/s320/DSC06863.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441547742567018178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended the funnest day ever at our house for cake and icecream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4RC1UtVWUI/AAAAAAAAAzs/zeEZzfAogOY/s1600-h/DSC06865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4RC1UtVWUI/AAAAAAAAAzs/zeEZzfAogOY/s320/DSC06865.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441547733629753666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, I am so glad that you had a nice birthday, and to all my sisters, and the grandkids...way to go keeping the big secret!!  Not usually an easy feat for any of us.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-835802777787433079?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/835802777787433079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=835802777787433079' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/835802777787433079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/835802777787433079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-birthday-grampa-bishop.html' title='Happy 60th Birthday Grampa Bishop'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4RD87NVtNI/AAAAAAAAA0s/9muMsB_PzWw/s72-c/DSC06818.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-1186576960047307576</id><published>2010-02-22T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T09:23:14.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Karson gets his Wolf</title><content type='html'>&lt;script&gt; document.write(unescape("%20%20%20%20%3Ca%20href%3D%22 http%3A//www.thecutestblogontheblock.com%22%20target%3D%22blank%22%3E%3Cimg%20 src%3D%22http%3A//www.thecutestblogontheblock.com/images/rsgallery/original/Cub-Scout-Badges-Blinkie.gif %22%20border%3D%220%22%20/%3E%3C/a%3E")); &lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karson received his Boy Scout Wolf badge last month.  We are so lucky that our ward is VERY into scouts.  I only wish that I could get excited about it.  I guess it will come.  This month's theme was "Hollywood"  Each of the boys getting an award got his own star on the walk of fame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4K7GxTUX9I/AAAAAAAAAzk/pUiYWOvYHIQ/s1600-h/DSC06751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4K7GxTUX9I/AAAAAAAAAzk/pUiYWOvYHIQ/s320/DSC06751.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441117024804954066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had a spotlight on which didn't make for great picture taking.  But in this picture Karson's den leader is announcing that he received his Wolf badge, 1 gold arrow, 2 silver arrows, a soccer belt loop, and a marbles belt loop.  She was very proud of how hard he had worked to get the arrow, and so were his dad and I.  I was even more excited to get my mother's pin.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4K7GC-Q-sI/AAAAAAAAAzc/uVkI4egr-uw/s1600-h/DSC06756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4K7GC-Q-sI/AAAAAAAAAzc/uVkI4egr-uw/s320/DSC06756.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441117012368620226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karson was really excited about his star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4K7Fl8dKQI/AAAAAAAAAzU/9bUIn6z4eEI/s1600-h/DSC06760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4K7Fl8dKQI/AAAAAAAAAzU/9bUIn6z4eEI/s320/DSC06760.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441117004576401666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are three boys in Karson's den that advanced.  They get their faces painted each time.  The boy on the end got his bobcat, and doesn't he looked thrilled. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4K7FFMGJ5I/AAAAAAAAAzM/x-Vher7vAYk/s1600-h/DSC06781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4K7FFMGJ5I/AAAAAAAAAzM/x-Vher7vAYk/s320/DSC06781.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441116995783632786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are very proud of what Karson accomplished.  Great Job little man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-1186576960047307576?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/1186576960047307576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=1186576960047307576' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/1186576960047307576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/1186576960047307576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/02/karson-gets-his-wolf.html' title='Karson gets his Wolf'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S4K7GxTUX9I/AAAAAAAAAzk/pUiYWOvYHIQ/s72-c/DSC06751.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-6428728417763706621</id><published>2010-02-04T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T09:35:16.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Close...yet so FAVRE away!!</title><content type='html'>Another beautiful football season has come to a close for us...EARLY!!!  Being a Viking's fan for well over a decade now, and bearing three more, we've come to expect this.  Vikings fans have all the hope you could ever want, but our expectations...well?  However, with the addition of the deliciously golden Brett Farve we had both.  The season went great, and then we lost the NFC division game against the New Orleans Saints.  It was THE MOST exciting game I have ever watched!  We had over time, dropped carries, and 1 fatal interception.  The game went into over time with a score of 28/28.  The Saints won the toss, and it was over with a STUPID field goal 31/28.  Don't get me started on the rules of overtime, or this post would be 48 pages long, but I will say this.  I think that overtime should be an additional quarter like they do in college football so that each team has equal opportunity.  I'm just sayin... Off the still mulpy box. We had PaPa Kunz, and Uncle C, along with the Richmans over for the event.  &lt;br /&gt;Karson and Luke were READY for some Football!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S2r4M708VNI/AAAAAAAAAys/e9TT3bpswPg/s1600-h/DSC06696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S2r4M708VNI/AAAAAAAAAys/e9TT3bpswPg/s320/DSC06696.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434428801477792978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S2r4OXbXxRI/AAAAAAAAAzE/wY7Viq2MdiQ/s1600-h/DSC06697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S2r4OXbXxRI/AAAAAAAAAzE/wY7Viq2MdiQ/s320/DSC06697.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434428826066601234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so much fun to have PaPa up, he always makes the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S2r4NRTkDqI/AAAAAAAAAy0/Ntd-7lB9bVY/s1600-h/DSC06699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S2r4NRTkDqI/AAAAAAAAAy0/Ntd-7lB9bVY/s320/DSC06699.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434428807243370146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this might have to be my all time favorite picture.  I have no doubt that if Luke wanted to, a football player he could be.  This shot was totally on his own.  He truely loves the game, and was wahooing the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S2r4N5VbEPI/AAAAAAAAAy8/-FxZwMB2DM4/s1600-h/DSC06704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S2r4N5VbEPI/AAAAAAAAAy8/-FxZwMB2DM4/s320/DSC06704.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434428817988587762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh so handsome Mr Favre, if you are reading this, ;)  please, oh please just one more year, I know you can do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-6428728417763706621?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/6428728417763706621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=6428728417763706621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/6428728417763706621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/6428728417763706621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-closeyet-so-farve.html' title='So Close...yet so FAVRE away!!'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S2r4M708VNI/AAAAAAAAAys/e9TT3bpswPg/s72-c/DSC06696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-5372408687489300284</id><published>2010-01-21T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T19:07:37.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The lesson I tried to teach, was my lesson to learn...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S1kP1CJrSXI/AAAAAAAAAyk/GNSb8kPHNR0/s1600-h/DSC06692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S1kP1CJrSXI/AAAAAAAAAyk/GNSb8kPHNR0/s320/DSC06692.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429388229556783474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to start by saying that I am so proud of the young man that Karson is becoming.  He amazes me everyday with his wit, and wisdom far beyond his almost 9 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story starts about a week ago when I was pulled over for speeding.  It had been years since I had been pulled over and I was a little frazzled...not to mention looking like a million bucks.  It was one of those days I was lucky to replace my scrubs with jeans before I went to pick Abby up from dance.  Anyhoo... I ended up only getting a warning for the speeding, but WAS issued a ticket for not having my registration certificate in the car, and get this...an EXPIRED drivers license.  Well tonight was when I was to appear before the judge which is another part to the story because the officer issued the ticket to say that I had NEVER had a license to begin with.  OOPS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was able to talk to the prosecuting attorney, I showed him my newly attained current license, and registration cert. He actually said that he had been in my same situation before, and because I brought everything in, he was going to dismiss both of the charges.  WONDERFUL!!!!!  So as Karson and I are waiting to appear before the judge again for the attorney to dismiss the charges the following conversation takes place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karson: Mom, your drivers license WAS expired right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Yes Kars, but the attorney was nice enough to let us off the hook, it's okay for him to do that...it's all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karson: Mom, I really think that you need to pay the fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom (to herself):  Are you freakin kidding me?  Angel, Devil, Angel, Devil...after a few minutes, and asking Karson if he was sure SEVERAL times (I was actually trying to debate with an almost 9 year old.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright Karson your right, I should pay the fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a side note, I MADE Karson go with me to court for moral support, and to learn what happens when you break laws, and rules. Do ya think I was wishen he stayed home...who's to say, but he taught me a valuable lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was called before the judge, and the attorney moved to dismiss the charges, I said "Excuse me your honor, on the advise of my attorney I have decided to plead GUILTY to driving on an expired license, and would like to pay the fine."  The judge, prosecuting attorney, balif, clerk, and all others waiting to see the judge burst into laughter.  The judge said referring to Karson "That little guy?"  I then said "Yes your honor".  Smiling, he then ordered me to pay my $30.00 fine and we were on our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of this story is...Don't start trying to teach your child a lesson unless your really prepared to follow through.  I may be out $30.00 but I am raising a son who will have a great impact on our future.  We must be doing something right. &lt;br /&gt;I love you Karson!  Lesson learned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-5372408687489300284?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/5372408687489300284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=5372408687489300284' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/5372408687489300284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/5372408687489300284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/01/lesson-i-tried-to-teach-was-my-lesson.html' title='The lesson I tried to teach, was my lesson to learn...'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S1kP1CJrSXI/AAAAAAAAAyk/GNSb8kPHNR0/s72-c/DSC06692.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-7861477672559625064</id><published>2010-01-07T19:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T13:08:55.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Newest Addition to Our Family</title><content type='html'>As many of you know...we are TOTAL dog people.  To be more specific German Shepherd people.  After our YoYo died we got Mack the mut (Shepherd/Lab/Pit), and love the little bugger.  Kira is in the Winter season of her life, and as we say our final goodbyes we want her to be comfy.  Mack is 2, and VERY active.  I saw an ad for Gracie on line, and couldn't resist.  She is a year old, is crate trained, microshipped, spayed, and trained to stay, sit, and lay with hand signals.  All of the hard work was done by someone else. :) She has had a rough go of things for a couple of months, and was very sketchy, but has adapted to our family so well in just a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S0atyR1TiYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/cEOo4xlo8Ag/s1600-h/DSC06645.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424213880506386818 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S0atyR1TiYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/cEOo4xlo8Ag/s320/DSC06645.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Mack is in seventh heaven.  They already have "wars" like Kira and YoYo used to.  It's really fun to see.  And hopefully Kira will be able to live out her days in peace, and maybe teach Gracie a thing or two about being "The Best Dog Ever".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S0atyFpGEdI/AAAAAAAAAyU/06dR5ra7JaQ/s1600-h/DSC06644.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424213877233947090 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S0atyFpGEdI/AAAAAAAAAyU/06dR5ra7JaQ/s320/DSC06644.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be REAL crazy at our house for a while, but the kids are loving every minute of it...just wish I was so sure.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-7861477672559625064?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/7861477672559625064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=7861477672559625064' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/7861477672559625064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/7861477672559625064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/01/newest-addition-to-our-family.html' title='The Newest Addition to Our Family'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S0atyR1TiYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/cEOo4xlo8Ag/s72-c/DSC06645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-942933290247521374</id><published>2010-01-07T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T08:17:16.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2009</title><content type='html'>We had a wonderful Christmas this year.  I really think that it's the first year that the kids really understood what Christmas was all about.  They each got their Christmas jammies on Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S0aojVyI1sI/AAAAAAAAAx8/Nxp-rDpI_tk/s1600-h/DSC06447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S0aojVyI1sI/AAAAAAAAAx8/Nxp-rDpI_tk/s320/DSC06447.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424208126310667970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karson wanted to be the one to read from the Bible, and he did a wonderful job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S0aoSwvImtI/AAAAAAAAAx0/Ui2kqoeGsIA/s1600-h/DSC06453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S0aoSwvImtI/AAAAAAAAAx0/Ui2kqoeGsIA/s320/DSC06453.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424207841488050898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karson made sure to write Santa a pre-gift Thank you note and put it up in the tree.  I am so proud of him, and glad he's still a believer in the magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S0aoSmCvB5I/AAAAAAAAAxs/dEwgHLgud5U/s1600-h/DSC06460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S0aoSmCvB5I/AAAAAAAAAxs/dEwgHLgud5U/s320/DSC06460.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424207838617470866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were VERY easy on Santa this year.  Karson asked for a German Shepherd webkin...he named him YoYo.  Abby asked for "Noisy Red Shoes", and Luke loves that Backyardigans, so he got a talking/dancing Pablo. The stockings were stuffed with all sorts of fun treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S0aoSJe-bFI/AAAAAAAAAxk/-KoBFhHAOcY/s1600-h/DSC06466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S0aoSJe-bFI/AAAAAAAAAxk/-KoBFhHAOcY/s320/DSC06466.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424207830951291986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That afternoon we went to Gramma &amp; Grampa Bishops house.  It was alot of Madness, and even more fun!!  Gramma made all of the kids pillow cases, and the girls darling twirly skirts with matching hair flowers.  She is amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S0aoRmPn3KI/AAAAAAAAAxc/g0xoBGI52es/s1600-h/DSC06539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S0aoRmPn3KI/AAAAAAAAAxc/g0xoBGI52es/s320/DSC06539.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424207821491657890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later we went to Yia Yia &amp; PaPa's place.  Ham, German Potato Salad and all of the fixins...YUMMY!  The kids were thrilled with the presents.  Alot of thought went into the individual kids, and they hit the nail on the head with all of them.  However, all Yia Yia wanted for Christmas was a nice picture of the Grandkids.  This is the result.  Poor Tommy!  :)  Maybe next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S0aoQhxicXI/AAAAAAAAAxU/lPCi1nvD55I/s1600-h/DSC06597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S0aoQhxicXI/AAAAAAAAAxU/lPCi1nvD55I/s320/DSC06597.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424207803111862642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were also able to adopt 3 Angels from the Angel Tree at Aaron's work.  Aaron picked kids that are our kids' ages.  It was fun for each of them to shop for the kids, and gain a better understanding of just how blessed we are.  I hope that Juan, Wendy, and Deigo had a Merry Christmas!  We have been very blessed this year, and are looking forward to the year ahead.  We wish you all a very Happy New Year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-942933290247521374?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/942933290247521374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=942933290247521374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/942933290247521374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/942933290247521374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-2009.html' title='Christmas 2009'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S0aojVyI1sI/AAAAAAAAAx8/Nxp-rDpI_tk/s72-c/DSC06447.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-7536003828361611813</id><published>2009-12-23T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T17:09:41.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh...Are you Abby's mom?</title><content type='html'>These few words are sometime a little nerv racking for a mother to hear, and I must admit I was a little nervous....but was pleasantly surprised.  I was out taking goodies to a neighbor that moved into the cul de sac this summer whom I am embarrassed to say, I had never officially met.  We wave, but tonight I asked if she was home to introduce myself.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SzK8ndI0i4I/AAAAAAAAAxE/QowGDh-HgHY/s1600-h/DSC_0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SzK8ndI0i4I/AAAAAAAAAxE/QowGDh-HgHY/s320/DSC_0031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418600687702674306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a little chit chat, she asked which house we lived in, after I told her she said "Oh are you Abby's mom?" I said I was, and this lady proceeded to tell me what a ray of sunshine my little girl is, and that she would always tease her husband and inquire if his "girlfriend" had been over that day. :)  What a joy she is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SzK75Ytjw8I/AAAAAAAAAw8/ZlBWSspJAmA/s1600-h/DSC_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 193px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SzK75Ytjw8I/AAAAAAAAAw8/ZlBWSspJAmA/s320/DSC_0001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418599896240604098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby I want you to know how proud I am to be your mom, and what a great lesson you have taught me.  These people have been here for months, and I have not taken the time to introduce myself, but YOU did as they hopped out of the moving truck.  I hope that we can instill the self confidence that you need to continue these good works even as you get older.  I love you Princess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SzK9HJ_I22I/AAAAAAAAAxM/CSDj8AKatUE/s1600-h/DSC_0077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SzK9HJ_I22I/AAAAAAAAAxM/CSDj8AKatUE/s320/DSC_0077.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418601232317602658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-7536003828361611813?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/7536003828361611813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=7536003828361611813' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/7536003828361611813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/7536003828361611813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/12/ohare-you-abbys-mom.html' title='Oh...Are you Abby&apos;s mom?'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SzK8ndI0i4I/AAAAAAAAAxE/QowGDh-HgHY/s72-c/DSC_0031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-1770898566722305018</id><published>2009-12-21T14:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T14:52:32.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Card 2009</title><content type='html'>We are soooo late getting Christmas cards out this year.  And I wonder with only 4 days left until Christmas was it even worth it?  I really had no fantastic picture of the kids, and NOT ONE of our whole family....sigh.....so here is what we came up with.  I hope that everyone is enjoying the season, and remembering exactly WHY we celebrate.  Merry CHRISTmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sy_7j3TGjHI/AAAAAAAAAw0/N4JMe8iqfS8/s1600-h/x-mas+card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sy_7j3TGjHI/AAAAAAAAAw0/N4JMe8iqfS8/s320/x-mas+card.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417825470308060274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-1770898566722305018?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/1770898566722305018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=1770898566722305018' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/1770898566722305018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/1770898566722305018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-card-2009.html' title='Christmas Card 2009'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sy_7j3TGjHI/AAAAAAAAAw0/N4JMe8iqfS8/s72-c/x-mas+card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-6414289782299382995</id><published>2009-12-16T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T07:46:25.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nydegger Christmas in the Islands 2009</title><content type='html'>This year for our Annual extended family Christmas party my cousin Jason, and his wife Melaime decided to treat us to a little polynesian culture. My late Uncle Scott was married to a Tongan girl named Mowala (sp). We have not seen alot of Jason the past few years, and it is so wonderful to see him happy and healthy. Needless to say it was night filled with fantastic food, and entertainment including a little special dance by Grampa Bishop. &lt;br /&gt;Jason and Ame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Syl6VIoxHzI/AAAAAAAAAws/Dw8JPPKsieo/s1600-h/DSC06361.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415994530404048690 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Syl6VIoxHzI/AAAAAAAAAws/Dw8JPPKsieo/s320/DSC06361.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Syl5_hi-XdI/AAAAAAAAAwk/c3Zzc_0fk6M/s1600-h/DSC06326.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415994159133515218 border=0 alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Syl5_hi-XdI/AAAAAAAAAwk/c3Zzc_0fk6M/s320/DSC06326.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I sure wish I could have caught Becki with that beautiful mouth full of pork she was showin me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Syl5_KcEfmI/AAAAAAAAAwc/smcqf3h_h84/s1600-h/DSC06321.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415994152930541154 border=0 alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Syl5_KcEfmI/AAAAAAAAAwc/smcqf3h_h84/s320/DSC06321.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Syl5-yV5vcI/AAAAAAAAAwU/_b00TRP5tNs/s1600-h/DSC06322.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415994146462219714 border=0 alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Syl5-yV5vcI/AAAAAAAAAwU/_b00TRP5tNs/s320/DSC06322.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Syl5-axO83I/AAAAAAAAAwM/4RqKP-oHTjM/s1600-h/DSC06323.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415994140134404978 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Syl5-axO83I/AAAAAAAAAwM/4RqKP-oHTjM/s320/DSC06323.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Syl59w06aUI/AAAAAAAAAwE/WE04IJN-IFg/s1600-h/DSC06342.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415994128875546946 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Syl59w06aUI/AAAAAAAAAwE/WE04IJN-IFg/s320/DSC06342.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5e845d176acb5dd2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5e845d176acb5dd2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331917857%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D72FDE7E58B0680F8F6F191AADF3D2CC4B0E5B8F.4CBD14B0A245924BDF8416DEF6B90212B99B3028%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5e845d176acb5dd2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNt1K2Dcp7GkFFmrit3AIMhDaS5s&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5e845d176acb5dd2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331917857%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D72FDE7E58B0680F8F6F191AADF3D2CC4B0E5B8F.4CBD14B0A245924BDF8416DEF6B90212B99B3028%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5e845d176acb5dd2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNt1K2Dcp7GkFFmrit3AIMhDaS5s&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a fun night, I wish that we got together with everyone more that once a year.  Thanks to Jason, Ame, and her family for all of the hard work.  I feel really sorry for whoever is in charge next year, and has to top this.  ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-6414289782299382995?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/6414289782299382995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=6414289782299382995' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/6414289782299382995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/6414289782299382995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/12/nydegger-christmas-in-islands-2009.html' title='Nydegger Christmas in the Islands 2009'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Syl6VIoxHzI/AAAAAAAAAws/Dw8JPPKsieo/s72-c/DSC06361.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-2332663795498090405</id><published>2009-12-16T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T16:45:35.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tank hits the Terrible Two's...</title><content type='html'>I cannot believe how fast this year has flown by.  My baby is growing up so fast he is literally a little man now.  Here are a few pics from his big day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Syl1KQJYn0I/AAAAAAAAAv8/aVl7dhCX6w4/s1600-h/DSC06373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Syl1KQJYn0I/AAAAAAAAAv8/aVl7dhCX6w4/s320/DSC06373.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415988845883203394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Syl1J7oj0MI/AAAAAAAAAv0/TVJsf4AER6M/s1600-h/DSC06382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Syl1J7oj0MI/AAAAAAAAAv0/TVJsf4AER6M/s320/DSC06382.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415988840376815810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Syl1JQ1z89I/AAAAAAAAAvs/JqSfXh4PAfw/s1600-h/DSC06389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Syl1JQ1z89I/AAAAAAAAAvs/JqSfXh4PAfw/s320/DSC06389.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415988828889674706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Syl1I985gUI/AAAAAAAAAvk/o5F20k6xXMg/s1600-h/DSC06403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Syl1I985gUI/AAAAAAAAAvk/o5F20k6xXMg/s320/DSC06403.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415988823819125058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Syl1ITxCj7I/AAAAAAAAAvc/v55toCANKwM/s1600-h/DSC06419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Syl1ITxCj7I/AAAAAAAAAvc/v55toCANKwM/s320/DSC06419.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415988812495097778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke is such a blessing in our family.  I miss the baby that used to love to cuddle, but am so proud of the strong little man that is developing.  Luke, you are going to accomplish great things, I can feel it...I just hope you slow down a little, and stop growing up so fast.  I know, I know but I can wish.  Happy Birthday Tank!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-2332663795498090405?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/2332663795498090405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=2332663795498090405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/2332663795498090405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/2332663795498090405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/12/tank-hits-terrible-twos.html' title='Tank hits the Terrible Two&apos;s...'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Syl1KQJYn0I/AAAAAAAAAv8/aVl7dhCX6w4/s72-c/DSC06373.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-8881609845361628505</id><published>2009-12-16T15:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T15:53:06.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby's Dance Recital Winter 2009</title><content type='html'>Abby and Ally had their first dance recital.  It was fun for the girls, they loved all the preparation.  They are both naturals!  They danced to Kimberly Locke's version of "Up on the House Top."  It was a fun night, and start to the season.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sylul5qs7QI/AAAAAAAAAvU/z1NTTRM0ryo/s1600-h/DSC06267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sylul5qs7QI/AAAAAAAAAvU/z1NTTRM0ryo/s320/DSC06267.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415981624303873282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SylulR0pZLI/AAAAAAAAAvM/UzsE6wwrJ_c/s1600-h/DSC06276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SylulR0pZLI/AAAAAAAAAvM/UzsE6wwrJ_c/s320/DSC06276.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415981613608166578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Syluk93LFCI/AAAAAAAAAvE/lmjx62tdgWM/s1600-h/DSC06277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Syluk93LFCI/AAAAAAAAAvE/lmjx62tdgWM/s320/DSC06277.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415981608250053666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SylukQ1k1aI/AAAAAAAAAu8/xUEfCq142c4/s1600-h/DSC06282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SylukQ1k1aI/AAAAAAAAAu8/xUEfCq142c4/s320/DSC06282.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415981596163757474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Syluj3aWUcI/AAAAAAAAAu0/6I4GK_BE-JE/s1600-h/DSC06303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Syluj3aWUcI/AAAAAAAAAu0/6I4GK_BE-JE/s320/DSC06303.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415981589338673602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-8881609845361628505?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/8881609845361628505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=8881609845361628505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/8881609845361628505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/8881609845361628505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/12/abbys-dance-recital-winter-2009.html' title='Abby&apos;s Dance Recital Winter 2009'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sylul5qs7QI/AAAAAAAAAvU/z1NTTRM0ryo/s72-c/DSC06267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-4706520976123045977</id><published>2009-12-16T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T14:54:33.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gramma Debbie's Sledding Debut...</title><content type='html'>Yes folks that's right! It's the moment you've all been waiting for. Gramma Debbie took it to the hill at the 1st annual Nydegger Shinanigans at the dell...ENJOY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c8081c58ec42e10f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc8081c58ec42e10f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331917857%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D574AA796FCEE31B645C1856111FAA7D8A0877619.6655DBC7E9D2C2FC1AAAA3F56218DBED705B2FCC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc8081c58ec42e10f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dg-qFb2B7u8-KFOyIpllu6dR9jZc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc8081c58ec42e10f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331917857%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D574AA796FCEE31B645C1856111FAA7D8A0877619.6655DBC7E9D2C2FC1AAAA3F56218DBED705B2FCC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc8081c58ec42e10f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dg-qFb2B7u8-KFOyIpllu6dR9jZc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-4706520976123045977?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/4706520976123045977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=4706520976123045977' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/4706520976123045977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/4706520976123045977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/12/gramma-debbies-sledding-debut.html' title='Gramma Debbie&apos;s Sledding Debut...'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-7588940018348019331</id><published>2009-12-07T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T21:22:35.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Annual Nydegger "Shinanigans at the Dell"</title><content type='html'>All because two people fell in love takes on a new meaning after this weekend.  My dad called us a couple of weeks ago, and said that he was able to reserve the Lodge at their Stake property, and our family was going to have an overnight adventure.  These two people have taught me so much!  In this post I want to talk about the FUN!&lt;br /&gt;Let me also say it is a very LONG post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3ZxpfX0dI/AAAAAAAAAts/na76-9-1IRg/s1600-h/DSC06151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412721774143459794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3ZxpfX0dI/AAAAAAAAAts/na76-9-1IRg/s320/DSC06151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our adventure, there was alot of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3Zx4k7uqI/AAAAAAAAAt0/YXzqlSFbVYc/s1600-h/DSC06147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412721778193316514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3Zx4k7uqI/AAAAAAAAAt0/YXzqlSFbVYc/s320/DSC06147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and alot of this...a little scary I know!!  Be assured that no children were hurt during the snapping of this shot...just a fajita burrito from Barbacoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3ZyiH-G7I/AAAAAAAAAuE/kdcVya-JSfY/s1600-h/Kristi+%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412721789346126770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3ZyiH-G7I/AAAAAAAAAuE/kdcVya-JSfY/s320/Kristi+%232.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a talent show with many talents shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3ZGeXiRDI/AAAAAAAAAtk/vJDJQYpzh_c/s1600-h/DSC06165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412721032423425074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3ZGeXiRDI/AAAAAAAAAtk/vJDJQYpzh_c/s320/DSC06165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids went night sledding.  What a blast!  They were out there forever, and are all now sick.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3ZGEyYdRI/AAAAAAAAAtc/ZsLQRJyxw2M/s1600-h/DSC06182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412721025556706578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3ZGEyYdRI/AAAAAAAAAtc/ZsLQRJyxw2M/s320/DSC06182.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did alot of visiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3ZFud3rgI/AAAAAAAAAtU/kSykVUjoUaQ/s1600-h/DSC06197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412721019565092354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3ZFud3rgI/AAAAAAAAAtU/kSykVUjoUaQ/s320/DSC06197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played lots of games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3ZFB76Z2I/AAAAAAAAAtM/4JtPJIUkW7w/s1600-h/DSC06210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412721007611504482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3ZFB76Z2I/AAAAAAAAAtM/4JtPJIUkW7w/s320/DSC06210.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shelly and her "Jazz Hands".  Mom had found Mel's old dance costume, and brought it for her to take home.  So cute, and so TINY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3agYuwk5I/AAAAAAAAAus/Mk8T2FZwXCE/s1600-h/New+Image%231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412722577098445714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3agYuwk5I/AAAAAAAAAus/Mk8T2FZwXCE/s320/New+Image%231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even got a chance to wear the new footie jammies that Abby gave me for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3aeWNgNYI/AAAAAAAAAuU/G7v6_K9tIdI/s1600-h/Kristi+%234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412722542062351746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3aeWNgNYI/AAAAAAAAAuU/G7v6_K9tIdI/s320/Kristi+%234.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke...chillin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3Zy2pWP-I/AAAAAAAAAuM/p5AigR7jss0/s1600-h/Kristi+%233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412721794854830050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3Zy2pWP-I/AAAAAAAAAuM/p5AigR7jss0/s320/Kristi+%233.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little indoor football, and a mean game of 500 were played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3ZybHN_NI/AAAAAAAAAt8/_YUFPtA2sjE/s1600-h/DSC06142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412721787463924946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3ZybHN_NI/AAAAAAAAAt8/_YUFPtA2sjE/s320/DSC06142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning dad made the kids letter pancakes, and the adults his famous belgium waffles.....YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3afEVSEgI/AAAAAAAAAuc/-tPxFoh7TXE/s1600-h/New+Image.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412722554443010562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3afEVSEgI/AAAAAAAAAuc/-tPxFoh7TXE/s320/New+Image.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, the grandkids (except for Landon who had croupe) went on a block hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3afkdxoNI/AAAAAAAAAuk/wALkJQ9S07Q/s1600-h/New+Image+%232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412722563068567762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3afkdxoNI/AAAAAAAAAuk/wALkJQ9S07Q/s320/New+Image+%232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a haul....  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3ZErOaqOI/AAAAAAAAAtE/BCL9CsByUko/s1600-h/DSC06225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412721001515100386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3ZErOaqOI/AAAAAAAAAtE/BCL9CsByUko/s320/DSC06225.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all got to cash their blocks in for a prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3YHqdZAsI/AAAAAAAAAs8/xhadOvqgQ6A/s1600-h/DSC06228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412719953337451202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3YHqdZAsI/AAAAAAAAAs8/xhadOvqgQ6A/s320/DSC06228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke just wanted to play with the blocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3YHC6v9CI/AAAAAAAAAs0/PSteuybZSmw/s1600-h/DSC06230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412719942723171362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3YHC6v9CI/AAAAAAAAAs0/PSteuybZSmw/s320/DSC06230.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checking out eachothers prizes...waiting for what was next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3YGo91t2I/AAAAAAAAAss/TaExrPqRPVg/s1600-h/DSC06233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412719935756810082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3YGo91t2I/AAAAAAAAAss/TaExrPqRPVg/s320/DSC06233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUP!!  The zipline, and who do you ask went first???  GRAMMA!!!! Wahoo!!  I know that she is glad that she did it, but I think she tinkeled in her pants a lil.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3YGNluz0I/AAAAAAAAAsk/OWhNKBJalL4/s1600-h/DSC06239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412719928407936834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3YGNluz0I/AAAAAAAAAsk/OWhNKBJalL4/s320/DSC06239.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karson loved the zipline. I was very proud of how brave he was.  He even remembered to open his eyes on the 2nd and 3rd time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3YFsLUJRI/AAAAAAAAAsc/r5I35W2p4TA/s1600-h/DSC06243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412719919438767378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3YFsLUJRI/AAAAAAAAAsc/r5I35W2p4TA/s320/DSC06243.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I would change is that Mark and Cori already had tickets for the Polar Express, and were not able to be there until late Friday night.  They were missed.  We (the daughters) have all decided that this really needs to be a new tradition.  The memories made will last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  Gramma even took a sled run down the hill.  I do have video, but was not sure she wants me to post such a thing.  I could use it as blackmail...  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-7588940018348019331?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/7588940018348019331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=7588940018348019331' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/7588940018348019331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/7588940018348019331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/12/1st-annual-nydegger-shinanigans-at-dell.html' title='1st Annual Nydegger &quot;Shinanigans at the Dell&quot;'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx3ZxpfX0dI/AAAAAAAAAts/na76-9-1IRg/s72-c/DSC06151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-4728394394392292131</id><published>2009-12-07T18:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T18:36:07.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gettin Ready for the Man with the Bag...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx25GNp_LhI/AAAAAAAAAsU/b1hJ1BL8aXY/s1600-h/DSC06261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx25GNp_LhI/AAAAAAAAAsU/b1hJ1BL8aXY/s320/DSC06261.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412685843565325842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this time of year around our house.  This is my most favorite holiday to decorate for.  That being said, I don't usually let my kids put the decorations on our big tree.  I am just a little to obsessive about it...I know I am a kill joy, however, the kids do have their trees down stair that they can decorate to their hearts content.  They are able to put all of the ornaments that they get from Gramma Debbie, and the keepsakes from school.  I actually love to see what they create.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx25FobxfzI/AAAAAAAAAsM/UBE1udYBSZM/s1600-h/DSC06262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx25FobxfzI/AAAAAAAAAsM/UBE1udYBSZM/s320/DSC06262.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412685833573596978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me happy to just sit and listen to them recall memories as they unpack their ornaments...Abby remember this, or brother look at this one OOOHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx25FAtUJ3I/AAAAAAAAAsE/I7KMi1pLtMc/s1600-h/DSC06266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx25FAtUJ3I/AAAAAAAAAsE/I7KMi1pLtMc/s320/DSC06266.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412685822909753202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also seems to remind them of how good of friends they really are.  I love to hear all of the encouraging words about how great the other one is doing, and how they love each others trees.  I really do have great kids!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-4728394394392292131?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/4728394394392292131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=4728394394392292131' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/4728394394392292131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/4728394394392292131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/12/gettin-ready-for-man-with-bag.html' title='Gettin Ready for the Man with the Bag...'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sx25GNp_LhI/AAAAAAAAAsU/b1hJ1BL8aXY/s72-c/DSC06261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-4454571384863845586</id><published>2009-11-26T20:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T20:45:30.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>36...Really?</title><content type='html'>As I type this post, I am reflecting on a wonderful day of Thanksgiving, and a fun day with family.  I am bulging out of my britches. :) I am grateful for the peace that I feel in my life at this time on many levels expect for one...am I really going to be 36 tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh!!!  I don't feel that old, and I know that some may say 36 is nothin, it's rough for me.  The inside still feels like the sassy lil thing of old, then I see the crows feet, try to disguise the saggy boobs, and well...  This is just another season of my life, which I love.  I guess I will just have to come to grips with it.  Who says I can't be old AND sassy?  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script&gt; document.write(unescape("%20%20%20%20%3Ca%20href%3D%22 http%3A//www.thecutestblogontheblock.com%22%20target%3D%22blank%22%3E%3Cimg%20 src%3D%22http%3A//www.thecutestblogontheblock.com/images/rsgallery/original/Im-an-antique.gif %22%20border%3D%220%22%20/%3E%3C/a%3E")); &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-4454571384863845586?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/4454571384863845586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=4454571384863845586' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/4454571384863845586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/4454571384863845586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/11/36really.html' title='36...Really?'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-7278749307374302786</id><published>2009-11-25T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T16:15:22.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, I am thankful for this little squaw.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sw2_24fVZjI/AAAAAAAAAr0/bX3ZpMUCQig/s1600/DSC06103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sw2_24fVZjI/AAAAAAAAAr0/bX3ZpMUCQig/s320/DSC06103.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408189677139486258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had an Indian Pow wow in her kindergarten class.  I love that she loves to learn, and so grateful that she has such a wonderful, and caring teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sw2_3XCck1I/AAAAAAAAAr8/TwTGOje9Wg0/s1600/DSC06105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sw2_3XCck1I/AAAAAAAAAr8/TwTGOje9Wg0/s320/DSC06105.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408189685339820882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At school Karson read a book called Turkey Trouble. The turkey tried to dress up in many different costumes to avoid being a Thanksgiving turkey. Each child in the class dressed a turkey up.  Karson dressed his turkey up like the Pokeman Pikachu.  He has such a fun imagination.  I am thankful for such a fun, and helpful 8 year old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-7278749307374302786?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/7278749307374302786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=7278749307374302786' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/7278749307374302786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/7278749307374302786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sw2_24fVZjI/AAAAAAAAAr0/bX3ZpMUCQig/s72-c/DSC06103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-8759571434483501603</id><published>2009-11-23T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T18:51:43.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>Today, as I am reflecting on the upcoming holiday, as well as it being my birthday week I am pondering a pretty swell existance.  Alot of my friends with blogging, and facebook have been writing everyday what they are thankful for.  Today, I am just thankful that my kids made it through the day alive.  I am grateful for this stage in my life, and try to enjoy everyday.  I am grateful for the privledge of being a mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for my best friend "Big Daddy", and for how hard he works for our family.  We have been lucky enough to dodge the current economic crisis, while trying to prepare for what may come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for wonderful family, and friends old and new.  I am truely blessed by the people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for a loving Heavenly Father who knows my needs, and the needs of my little family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for this time of year, when people (including myself) become less selfish, and self absorbed and start focusing on their fellow man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that everyone has a healthy, happy, and successful Thanksgiving!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-8759571434483501603?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/8759571434483501603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=8759571434483501603' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/8759571434483501603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/8759571434483501603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/11/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-6968681433337965309</id><published>2009-11-12T20:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T14:26:04.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye Mullet</title><content type='html'>My darling not so baby anymore boy FINALLY got a haircut.  I have not cut his hair because I love it long...it just lays so nicely, unlike the other kids.  But the mullet got to the point of obscene.  So Aunt Pammy was nice enough to cut it for us.  Not so much of a fun time, but I love it!  It's still long enough, but not a ducktail mullet. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sv3c1SLVT0I/AAAAAAAAArY/IOwkvrnjjeQ/s1600-h/DSC06100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sv3c1SLVT0I/AAAAAAAAArY/IOwkvrnjjeQ/s320/DSC06100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403717935885012802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't he a looker? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SvzlK2m7lvI/AAAAAAAAArA/VXoKauyxlds/s1600-h/DSC06081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SvzlK2m7lvI/AAAAAAAAArA/VXoKauyxlds/s320/DSC06081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403445627558008562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-6968681433337965309?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/6968681433337965309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=6968681433337965309' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/6968681433337965309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/6968681433337965309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/11/bye-bye-mullet.html' title='Bye Bye Mullet'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sv3c1SLVT0I/AAAAAAAAArY/IOwkvrnjjeQ/s72-c/DSC06100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-6816195620872431418</id><published>2009-11-03T19:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T19:22:25.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fairwell Americus...</title><content type='html'>On July 4, 2007 Americus joined our family.  This post may seem a little silly, and alot morbid, but our pets are part of our family, and we said goodbye to him today.  Karson picked out this fish because it was the 4th of July, and he was a beautiful red, white, and blue.  He then proceded to call him Americus.  He moved with us, and grew old with us....I sound crazy.  Abby took it very hard tonight as we flushed our little friend into the Big Swimming Pool in the sky..ground...wherever.  R.I.P. Americus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SvDySDmk35I/AAAAAAAAAqw/zEA9rFLuZcE/s1600-h/DSC06072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SvDySDmk35I/AAAAAAAAAqw/zEA9rFLuZcE/s320/DSC06072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400082345235898258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-6816195620872431418?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/6816195620872431418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=6816195620872431418' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/6816195620872431418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/6816195620872431418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/11/fairwell-americus.html' title='Fairwell Americus...'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SvDySDmk35I/AAAAAAAAAqw/zEA9rFLuZcE/s72-c/DSC06072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-2171964798192823675</id><published>2009-11-03T19:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T19:33:25.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2009</title><content type='html'>Halloween this year was BEAUTIFUL!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SvDx9_ZgP0I/AAAAAAAAAqo/4-E96xl840s/s1600-h/DSC06064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SvDx9_ZgP0I/AAAAAAAAAqo/4-E96xl840s/s320/DSC06064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400082000509943618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not so sure it would be because the week started out so bleak.  The kids were excited to have alot of their cousins coming over for Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SvDx9tGGMCI/AAAAAAAAAqg/8HRehgbcTOU/s1600-h/DSC06065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SvDx9tGGMCI/AAAAAAAAAqg/8HRehgbcTOU/s320/DSC06065.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400081995596705826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby was a butterfly fairy, which was totally fine with me, because we already had the costume from a previous year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SvDx9EeV3cI/AAAAAAAAAqY/BB0vkOKfi4c/s1600-h/DSC06068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SvDx9EeV3cI/AAAAAAAAAqY/BB0vkOKfi4c/s320/DSC06068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400081984692542914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karson was a really dangerous ninja...can't you tell by his foam sword, and serious look?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SvDx84f02wI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/FmHwDfprQXw/s1600-h/DSC06069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SvDx84f02wI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/FmHwDfprQXw/s320/DSC06069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400081981477542658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute Luke was able to wear a little frog costume that Shelly had.  He was really not into this whole Halloween thing.  He was very scard of everything he saw, and was content to hand out candy with Big Daddy at the trunk or treat.&lt;br /&gt;We really had a good time at our neighborhood trunk or treat.  You can't tell by the pictures, but there were ALOT of people there.  BTW...don't the mountain look spectacular?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SvDx8RA_vTI/AAAAAAAAAqI/7-UyoREyX7E/s1600-h/DSC06070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SvDx8RA_vTI/AAAAAAAAAqI/7-UyoREyX7E/s320/DSC06070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400081970879249714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After trunk or treat we were able to have a nice soup dinner with Pammy, Mark, Corinne and their kids, as well as Mel, Ryan, and their kids.  It was a great time.  Thanks everyone for making the trek.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-2171964798192823675?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/2171964798192823675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=2171964798192823675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/2171964798192823675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/2171964798192823675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-2009.html' title='Halloween 2009'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SvDx9_ZgP0I/AAAAAAAAAqo/4-E96xl840s/s72-c/DSC06064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-7505822828440092507</id><published>2009-10-27T11:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T11:40:25.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Were off to see the Witches...</title><content type='html'>Last night we went with some friend to Gardner Village to see the witches.  I absolutely love this place, and so did the kids.  They had a little witch finder sheet, and if they found all the witches they were able to go to the neighborhood bakery and get a HUGE chocolate chip cookie for 25 cents.  Here are a few of our favorite pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Suc88ngEyrI/AAAAAAAAApo/gFEk3pDU9ls/s1600-h/DSC06006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Suc88ngEyrI/AAAAAAAAApo/gFEk3pDU9ls/s320/DSC06006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397349690520160946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Suc9pBf4o3I/AAAAAAAAAqA/7GL5Rj00pDA/s1600-h/DSC05998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Suc9pBf4o3I/AAAAAAAAAqA/7GL5Rj00pDA/s320/DSC05998.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397350453412930418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Suc9our8K2I/AAAAAAAAAp4/GMiBK20DOmE/s1600-h/DSC06000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Suc9our8K2I/AAAAAAAAAp4/GMiBK20DOmE/s320/DSC06000.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397350448363219810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Suc9oLFVI4I/AAAAAAAAApw/D9U5z-d3OV0/s1600-h/DSC06004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Suc9oLFVI4I/AAAAAAAAApw/D9U5z-d3OV0/s320/DSC06004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397350438806037378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Suc87lRblqI/AAAAAAAAApg/nFpEsNY3INo/s1600-h/DSC06009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Suc87lRblqI/AAAAAAAAApg/nFpEsNY3INo/s320/DSC06009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397349672742000290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Suc865GGZhI/AAAAAAAAApY/VqqDCC6GNFQ/s1600-h/DSC06012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Suc865GGZhI/AAAAAAAAApY/VqqDCC6GNFQ/s320/DSC06012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397349660883314194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Suc86a4H6XI/AAAAAAAAApQ/vIXxYvi4uhw/s1600-h/DSC06013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Suc86a4H6XI/AAAAAAAAApQ/vIXxYvi4uhw/s320/DSC06013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397349652771629426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Suc86GWEPYI/AAAAAAAAApI/3tn2dI8kO4Q/s1600-h/DSC06017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Suc86GWEPYI/AAAAAAAAApI/3tn2dI8kO4Q/s320/DSC06017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397349647260073346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Suc76b-9Q9I/AAAAAAAAApA/e9eR7OZ52jQ/s1600-h/DSC06018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Suc76b-9Q9I/AAAAAAAAApA/e9eR7OZ52jQ/s320/DSC06018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397348553557099474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Suc75ztwIHI/AAAAAAAAAo4/kraw1uhB2Jc/s1600-h/DSC06024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Suc75ztwIHI/AAAAAAAAAo4/kraw1uhB2Jc/s320/DSC06024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397348542747517042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Suc75hRwp1I/AAAAAAAAAow/wBDS5lqoTls/s1600-h/DSC06026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Suc75hRwp1I/AAAAAAAAAow/wBDS5lqoTls/s320/DSC06026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397348537798272850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Suc75KlLcXI/AAAAAAAAAoo/fmZO3OrvWiA/s1600-h/DSC06039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Suc75KlLcXI/AAAAAAAAAoo/fmZO3OrvWiA/s320/DSC06039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397348531705704818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Suc74miAVsI/AAAAAAAAAog/xtamsTCiQ4U/s1600-h/DSC06040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Suc74miAVsI/AAAAAAAAAog/xtamsTCiQ4U/s320/DSC06040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397348522028717762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-7505822828440092507?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/7505822828440092507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=7505822828440092507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/7505822828440092507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/7505822828440092507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/10/were-off-to-see-witches.html' title='Were off to see the Witches...'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Suc88ngEyrI/AAAAAAAAApo/gFEk3pDU9ls/s72-c/DSC06006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-67169724411222908</id><published>2009-10-03T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T16:17:01.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a year....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SsfafnnAO_I/AAAAAAAAAoY/bEWt954365E/s1600-h/DSC05923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SsfafnnAO_I/AAAAAAAAAoY/bEWt954365E/s320/DSC05923.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388515715915463666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year ago today, we moved into our new house in beautiful South Weber.  This has been a year full of really strange emotion for me.  I was sure that it was time to move on from West Jordan, but I was not prepared for everything that came with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We literally sold our house the last weekend it was to be on the market.  We had made the prayerful decision to not move to Riverton (which was our initial decision), and to move up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful for all of the friends in West Jordan that I will cherish the rest of my life they are truely my sisters.  But in the last few weeks, as I still struggle to feel completely at home here, I have felt that I need to make more of an effort here.  I have worked so hard to somewhat maintain our lives there, that I have not made the most of this year. So...off of my pity party box, and off to work.  I know that there is much to be done here, and I have been out of commission long enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the fond times I have had this year.  A beautiful VERY white Christmas, A New Year full of promise, Luke walking, a baptism, fantastic girls weekend, wonderful new friends, a reconnection with old friends, summer nights, lazy summer days, the beautiful roaring of the jets from Hill Airforce Base (they always give me chills, and a thrilling sense of patriotism), moments of quiet with Aaron, kindergarten shots, a new school year, soccer games where the whole community shows up, and finally the crisp chilly days of fall.  I love this time of year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-67169724411222908?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/67169724411222908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=67169724411222908' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/67169724411222908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/67169724411222908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-been-year.html' title='It&apos;s been a year....'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SsfafnnAO_I/AAAAAAAAAoY/bEWt954365E/s72-c/DSC05923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-4323102723941996997</id><published>2009-09-26T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T12:46:27.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sr5jhPh492I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/QKJltbrzaAY/s1600-h/DSC05827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sr5jhPh492I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/QKJltbrzaAY/s320/DSC05827.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385851627137202018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a treat I had last week.  Mom is down in Ivins, and dad is living a bachelor lifestyle for the moment.  With church and household responsibilities, he has not had as much "Freetime" as he thought he would have.  But the kids and I were able to benefit from a super fun visit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of you who know dad also know that he very much dislikes sleeping away from home.  But he was coming up to visit Mel and her kids, and then we had planned a bike ride for the next day...so I offered to have him sleepover.  Well....hold on to your briches.....HE SAID "I'll do it."  So we had a very fun night with the kids and then with a lil help from Sis, and a great neighbor who had the kids, dad and I were able to take a ride up the Weber/Morgan canyon, and then around to Huntsville, and then coming out in Ogden Canyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being on the bike always makes me appreciate the beautiful gifts that our Heavenly Father has surrounded up with.  And I could not beat the company.  I am so surprised that the pictures turned out because most of them were taken while we were riding.  We ended up at Madox Restaurant in Brigham city.  WOW!!  I had never been there.  The food was wonderful, we  ended with the best peach pie ever.  We loaded up some fresh Brigham City peaches in the saddle bags (the ones on the bike...not mine :)), and headed back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you dad for such a memorable day.  I love you so much, and am so grateful for these times that we can share together...just you and me.  Can't wait for our road trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-a7.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3386706919813707943&amp;amp;site=widget-a7.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3386706919813707943&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a7.slide.com/p1/3386706919813707943/bb_t001_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3386706919813707943&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a7.slide.com/p2/3386706919813707943/bb_t001_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3386706919813707943&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a7.slide.com/p4/3386706919813707943/bb_t001_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-4323102723941996997?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/4323102723941996997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=4323102723941996997' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/4323102723941996997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/4323102723941996997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-day.html' title='What a day....'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sr5jhPh492I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/QKJltbrzaAY/s72-c/DSC05827.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-1025423897242369678</id><published>2009-09-21T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T10:11:35.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Luke's latest</title><content type='html'>My poor little tank has had cronic ear infections for the last about 6 months.  He has had several ruptured eardrums, and the Dr. was worried that his hearing was being affected, so...tubes.  We had a 6:00 am checkin at Primary Children's.  This first pic is Luke and his little friend "R" who was in for basically a skull reformation surgery.  This place is so full of miracles, but I have to admit that I cried for his mom as the surgeons took him away, and said a prayer of thanks that Luke had such an easy procedure in store for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Srent-cSV1I/AAAAAAAAAoA/44oxlQuvGw0/s1600-h/DSC05771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Srent-cSV1I/AAAAAAAAAoA/44oxlQuvGw0/s320/DSC05771.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383956287842309970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sreoh6hAEsI/AAAAAAAAAoI/Mv-1ZmXRaWI/s1600-h/DSC05775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sreoh6hAEsI/AAAAAAAAAoI/Mv-1ZmXRaWI/s320/DSC05775.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383957180141540034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Srem2IqYLTI/AAAAAAAAAn4/gqpuBYpEA6w/s1600-h/DSC05774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Srem2IqYLTI/AAAAAAAAAn4/gqpuBYpEA6w/s320/DSC05774.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383955328513092914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realizing he was not there for a sticker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Srem1BPBEOI/AAAAAAAAAno/H8Bc0py8w4M/s1600-h/DSC05783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Srem1BPBEOI/AAAAAAAAAno/H8Bc0py8w4M/s320/DSC05783.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383955309339414754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tank and mom waiting for the nurse to take us to the surgical waiting room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Srem0qd8jhI/AAAAAAAAAng/M5G-4fmpsR0/s1600-h/DSC05785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Srem0qd8jhI/AAAAAAAAAng/M5G-4fmpsR0/s320/DSC05785.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383955303228018194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who knows me knows that I love these hospital socks.  I was very jealous of them.  Cute lil toes, and I.D. badge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Srem0KtG8II/AAAAAAAAAnY/KZm5LgEvq_8/s1600-h/DSC05787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Srem0KtG8II/AAAAAAAAAnY/KZm5LgEvq_8/s320/DSC05787.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383955294701678722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my cute happy boy in the surgical waiting room.  Shortly after this pic, they gave him a "Happy Purple Cup"  It totally knocked him for a loop.  I have pics of this but will keep them to ourselves. :)&lt;br /&gt;The surgery went off without a hitch, and after a nap Tank was a totally different boy.  He is already talking and singing alot more.  I feel so blessed to live in a time of this modern medicine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-1025423897242369678?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/1025423897242369678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=1025423897242369678' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/1025423897242369678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/1025423897242369678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/09/lukes-got-new-ears.html' title='Luke&apos;s latest'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Srent-cSV1I/AAAAAAAAAoA/44oxlQuvGw0/s72-c/DSC05771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-2343116523223028923</id><published>2009-09-21T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T10:32:15.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new love of Soccer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Srejr3OFugI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/Nkdzy3qQX9s/s1600-h/goalie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Srejr3OFugI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/Nkdzy3qQX9s/s320/goalie.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383951853497465346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SrejQYk9FmI/AAAAAAAAAnI/hjnsIt85r-0/s1600-h/DSC05799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SrejQYk9FmI/AAAAAAAAAnI/hjnsIt85r-0/s320/DSC05799.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383951381415401058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SrejQBqZT5I/AAAAAAAAAnA/Xy7jV7aU-bk/s1600-h/DSC05800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SrejQBqZT5I/AAAAAAAAAnA/Xy7jV7aU-bk/s320/DSC05800.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383951375264206738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SrejPWNRn8I/AAAAAAAAAm4/ATPTIUWvrJc/s1600-h/DSC05802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SrejPWNRn8I/AAAAAAAAAm4/ATPTIUWvrJc/s320/DSC05802.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383951363599343554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Karson has discovered a new love....SOCCER!  He decided that he wanted to play this fall, and loves it.  He seems to be a natural, or would be if he would quit doing flips and jedi moves down the field.  He's got a great coach, who is really teaching him the love of the game.  It's fun to attend these games in our small town.  It is like a family reunion.  The mountains are beautiful, and the jets from the Airforce base often buzz the field.  I could however, do without the rain. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-2343116523223028923?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/2343116523223028923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=2343116523223028923' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/2343116523223028923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/2343116523223028923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-love-of-soccer.html' title='A new love of Soccer'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Srejr3OFugI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/Nkdzy3qQX9s/s72-c/goalie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-159793334364127353</id><published>2009-09-21T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T08:56:40.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's in HeAvEn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Srefz56e9II/AAAAAAAAAmo/oJac8vIBdbk/s1600-h/DSC05809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Srefz56e9II/AAAAAAAAAmo/oJac8vIBdbk/s320/DSC05809.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383947593612981378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to tell you what cute girls we have next door to us on BOTH sides.  Maddie and Kati have really adopted Abby.  The other day, the girls came over in the morning before school and did Abby's hair.  She was in heaven.  I am so thankful for these little ladies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-159793334364127353?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/159793334364127353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=159793334364127353' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/159793334364127353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/159793334364127353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/09/shes-in-heaven.html' title='She&apos;s in HeAvEn'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Srefz56e9II/AAAAAAAAAmo/oJac8vIBdbk/s72-c/DSC05809.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-5986511881420744849</id><published>2009-09-02T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T19:44:37.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of School</title><content type='html'>It's that time of year again...the kids are so excited to start their new year.  Both of them have fantastic teachers.  The kindergarten started a week later that the rest of the kids so they each had different 1st days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8qnjuDChI/AAAAAAAAAmg/yEjcGPldM00/s1600-h/DSC05723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8qnjuDChI/AAAAAAAAAmg/yEjcGPldM00/s320/DSC05723.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377063339195304466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Karson looks so handsome.  What a grown up 3rd grader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8qnOkAdoI/AAAAAAAAAmY/Ho7RD50t1lQ/s1600-h/DSC05731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8qnOkAdoI/AAAAAAAAAmY/Ho7RD50t1lQ/s320/DSC05731.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377063333516048002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8qmvIm6-I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/aiNf5WVfjoM/s1600-h/DSC05732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8qmvIm6-I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/aiNf5WVfjoM/s320/DSC05732.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377063325079628770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby just returning home from Kindergarten orientation.  The school divided this year, and has a brand new K-2 center. So those grades get to attend a Brand New school.  It is amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8ql_owGVI/AAAAAAAAAmI/i6DRMS1Hu4s/s1600-h/DSC05752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8ql_owGVI/AAAAAAAAAmI/i6DRMS1Hu4s/s320/DSC05752.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377063312329546066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my princess on her first official day of kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8qlnsxbwI/AAAAAAAAAmA/dWdsnjrHOBk/s1600-h/DSC05758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8qlnsxbwI/AAAAAAAAAmA/dWdsnjrHOBk/s320/DSC05758.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377063305903959810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so scary to yet again send the kids off into a world that I really have no control over.  I pray every night that they will be stong enough, and that I have taught them well enough to be their own person,  to uplift others, and in return have others uplift them.  I am also really excited for the one on one time with Luke.  I feel like I missed alot of bonding time with him.  He is so much fun right now.  I am so blessed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-5986511881420744849?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/5986511881420744849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=5986511881420744849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/5986511881420744849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/5986511881420744849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/09/1st-day-of-school.html' title='1st day of School'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8qnjuDChI/AAAAAAAAAmg/yEjcGPldM00/s72-c/DSC05723.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-3072324492191661071</id><published>2009-09-02T18:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T19:13:08.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Summer...</title><content type='html'>So...before everyone went their seperate ways, and restarted their busy lives, grama and grampa hosted an end of summer sleepover.  Brynlee had already started school, so they were not able to come, the Fugal's were sorely missed.  We started off with a campfire in the pasture.  Abby and Ally had the diva attitudes as usual, and were having a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8if8j9HzI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/8qqwMVajNXc/s1600-h/DSC05638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8if8j9HzI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/8qqwMVajNXc/s320/DSC05638.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377054412331884338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8iRdLdqmI/AAAAAAAAAlI/7l8vKL3ZYio/s1600-h/DSC05645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8iRdLdqmI/AAAAAAAAAlI/7l8vKL3ZYio/s320/DSC05645.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377054163389491810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8iQzd-cZI/AAAAAAAAAlA/773gf6vJTJM/s1600-h/DSC05650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8iQzd-cZI/AAAAAAAAAlA/773gf6vJTJM/s320/DSC05650.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377054152192848274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8iPR1o3uI/AAAAAAAAAko/awhY2WR76nc/s1600-h/DSC05658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8iPR1o3uI/AAAAAAAAAko/awhY2WR76nc/s320/DSC05658.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377054125985423074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8iQSodQyI/AAAAAAAAAk4/CLnPEOrE7A4/s1600-h/DSC05651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8iQSodQyI/AAAAAAAAAk4/CLnPEOrE7A4/s320/DSC05651.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377054143378440994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grama had a cute craft for each of the kids to do.  They got to make a cute visor, complete with letters.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8iP72fZ8I/AAAAAAAAAkw/NjEBVxv9em0/s1600-h/DSC05656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8iP72fZ8I/AAAAAAAAAkw/NjEBVxv9em0/s320/DSC05656.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377054137263286210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Luke took a tumble off of the table while crafting, and got a sweet lil goose egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8hTmXApxI/AAAAAAAAAkg/XCs11xZX-_s/s1600-h/DSC05684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8hTmXApxI/AAAAAAAAAkg/XCs11xZX-_s/s320/DSC05684.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377053100701951762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us slept outside in the backyard.  Here Chase (who was really sleeping) Kaden, and Karson are demonstrating see no evil, hear no evil, and speak no evil.  It was a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8hSi2f9MI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/v9eWer157QY/s1600-h/DSC05702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8hSi2f9MI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/v9eWer157QY/s320/DSC05702.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377053082580415682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning we went to the Lake with Grampa.  You could wade out so far that Luke was able to walk about 500 yards out.  It was very muddy, and kinda gross, but fun was had by all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8hTGM3SaI/AAAAAAAAAkY/eLEJF5tE_Fo/s1600-h/DSC05696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8hTGM3SaI/AAAAAAAAAkY/eLEJF5tE_Fo/s320/DSC05696.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377053092069460386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8hSOtpxSI/AAAAAAAAAkI/YFfetO_fX4A/s1600-h/DSC05707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8hSOtpxSI/AAAAAAAAAkI/YFfetO_fX4A/s320/DSC05707.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377053077174600994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8hRmWMJpI/AAAAAAAAAkA/Q4JeOmRDx1A/s1600-h/DSC05719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8hRmWMJpI/AAAAAAAAAkA/Q4JeOmRDx1A/s320/DSC05719.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377053066338772626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Thanks to Grama and Grampa for all the planning, and fun!  Love you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-3072324492191661071?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/3072324492191661071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=3072324492191661071' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/3072324492191661071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/3072324492191661071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/09/end-of-summer.html' title='End of Summer...'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sp8if8j9HzI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/8qqwMVajNXc/s72-c/DSC05638.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-7397443934020453352</id><published>2009-08-25T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T08:41:37.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Blessed...</title><content type='html'>I snapped a few pics, and a video of one of the most beautiful sights a mother could ask for...ALL of my kids getting along, and playing together.  I feel so blessed to have such loving children that take care of eachother.  I was very worried when I found out I was expecting with Luke, because Karson and Abby were eachothers' world and I wasn't sure how a third would fit into the mix.  Obviously I had nothing to worry about and Luke has been such a blessing. 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Son0CIpd94I/AAAAAAAAAjg/L8DvpmnGmN8/s320/DSC05565.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371092348134356866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby and I got to take a getaway weekend. We left about lunch time, ran to Walmart to get some treats.  I then asked her where she wanted to go for lunch...she said "Chinese Hill".  It's actually called China Hill, and the silly restaurant in right by our house.  Out of all the places she could have picked. :D  It was really yummy though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the perks of having Aaron travel, is that we are able to benefit from, and use of his frequent traveler points.  He set up up the first night at the Hilton downtown SLC.  I had big plans for us to head to Temple Square, the Gateway etc. but Abby had other plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to go to see all of her friends in the old neighborhood.  I told her that she would have to pick just two because we didn't have enough time to see them all.  So first we went to see Jamie &amp; Kylee.  We were able to spend an hour or so visiting with them, and then we went to see "Konka".  I have to admit, that I really did enjoy seeing these friends just as much as Abby did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night at the hotel we went to the pool/hot tub AS SOON as we checked in (which by the way was about 8:00 p.m.)  We swam for about an hour, and then I bribed Abby to go back for room service dinner.  She agreed only if we would be able to return to swimming after dinner.  We had grilled cheese sandwiches, and tomatoe bisque.  With cookies and milk for dessert right before bed.  We went back down to the pool where Abby made alot of new friends from the "Stampin Up" convention that was in town.  The ladies loved her.  We headed back to room about 11:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we went to Park City, and shopped our hearts out.  We then checked into our second hotel.  The Dakota Resort.  This place was incredible.  It sits just yards away literally from the Canyons.  It was spectacular!!  We then changed for our "grown up".  After the foo-foo food we went a got slurpees (OUR FAVORITE).  We had about 7 over the corse of the weekend.  That night we did our toes, and talked about everything under the sun.  I am so blessed to have such a beautiful daugher inside, and out.  She has such an adventurous outlook on life.  She talked about wanting to be a mother, and that she wanted 5 kids.  But that she wanted to stay and live in South Weber with us.  It was such a wonderful night of bonding.  The next day we drug ourselves out of bed, and headed back to shopping, and then on home to the boys.  Thanks Daddy for making it possible for us, and thank you Abby for the time that we shared. I am so grateful and blessed to have you as my daughter, and best friend!  It is bitter sweet to watch you grow.  I cherish the times that we are able to share now, and the innocence in your eyes.  But, I also look forward to the young lady that you will become, and the way our relationship with grow.  I love you so much princess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-bb.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3530822107885541819&amp;amp;site=widget-bb.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3530822107885541819&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-bb.slide.com/p1/3530822107885541819/bb_t062_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3530822107885541819&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-bb.slide.com/p2/3530822107885541819/bb_t062_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3530822107885541819&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-bb.slide.com/p4/3530822107885541819/bb_t062_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-4739112313659768310?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/4739112313659768310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=4739112313659768310' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/4739112313659768310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/4739112313659768310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/08/weekend-with-my-best-girl.html' title='A weekend with my best girl...'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Son0CIpd94I/AAAAAAAAAjg/L8DvpmnGmN8/s72-c/DSC05565.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-1691455289928216277</id><published>2009-08-14T11:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T16:34:28.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Island Park with the Richman's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-bf.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3530822107885215167&amp;amp;site=widget-bf.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3530822107885215167&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-bf.slide.com/p1/3530822107885215167/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3530822107885215167&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-bf.slide.com/p2/3530822107885215167/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3530822107885215167&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-bf.slide.com/p4/3530822107885215167/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were finally able to get away with the Richman's to Island Park.  Ryan's family has a cabin up there.  It was a blast...for the most part.  It was a real wake up call for the parents.  Aaron and I talked about how big of babies we were being, and that we now have a new respect for our parents.  Family vacations are all about the kids...as it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Yellowstone where we were able to take it more of the breath taking beauty of the area as there were no animals to be found anywhere, I take that back, we saw 4 Elk, and a small herd of buffalo about thousand yards away!!!  It was a long day, and the kids were great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were able to the Big Springs float on the Henry's Fork River.  We were worried about how Luke would do, but he had the most fun. He loves to be outdoors.  We got rained on a couple of times, and noone especially Abby wanted to stop to fish...kind of a bummer.  I love to float that River, and had hoped that it would have been a nicer first experience for them, but there is always next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped at Bear World on our way home.  I was not really sure what to expect, but it turned out to be really fun.  We had rented a little sport trailer to hold our stuff so that the ride would be more comfortable, and the Ranger cautioned us to not stop for too long because the black bears were known to jump on, and could cause damage.  We saw alot of bears, wolves, a moose, bull elk, deer, and other fun animals.  The visit ended with Karson getting bitten by a horse fly, and some awesome bear claw shaped french fries.  The trip was alot of work, but the kids really enjoyed themselves!  Thanks Richmans again for the fun!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-1691455289928216277?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/1691455289928216277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=1691455289928216277' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/1691455289928216277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/1691455289928216277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/08/island-park-with-richmans.html' title='Island Park with the Richman&apos;s'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-8256667226314019432</id><published>2009-08-14T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T10:03:48.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun on the 24th????</title><content type='html'>So on the 24th, Aaron and Karson had gone up to Coure deAlene for our good friends birthday.  Abby, Luke, and I, along with some of our neighbors decided to do a few little fireworks for the kids.  Luke was not too sure of the festivities about to take place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SoWXF1rJQOI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/P0w8VmSkmtw/s1600-h/DSC05262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SoWXF1rJQOI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/P0w8VmSkmtw/s320/DSC05262.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369864257272365282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a big tadoo, then the wonderful South Weber wind started to blow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SoWXDwABq0I/AAAAAAAAAiw/6jR2JuW4g6A/s1600-h/DSC05276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SoWXDwABq0I/AAAAAAAAAiw/6jR2JuW4g6A/s320/DSC05276.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369864221389597506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing what parent will do for their kids, because does Char look like she's having much fun...actually does Kati for that matter?  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SoWXFX6Z2qI/AAAAAAAAAjI/Kzvg0yv6MIs/s1600-h/DSC05264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SoWXFX6Z2qI/AAAAAAAAAjI/Kzvg0yv6MIs/s320/DSC05264.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369864249283304098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maddie and Abby looked so comfy, I had to take a pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SoWXE2NJzlI/AAAAAAAAAjA/54SdBOY1aTM/s1600-h/DSC05286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SoWXE2NJzlI/AAAAAAAAAjA/54SdBOY1aTM/s320/DSC05286.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369864240235138642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke, still unsure would not even look up to get a picture.  It was pretty funny, until I realized just how scared he really was.  Since then, there have been several occasions where he just buries his head, and closes his eyes to make things go away.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SoWXEfaE8CI/AAAAAAAAAi4/wjPn_A5AK8Q/s1600-h/DSC05289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SoWXEfaE8CI/AAAAAAAAAi4/wjPn_A5AK8Q/s320/DSC05289.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369864234115330082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't the spectacular event that we had hoped for, but they rarely are right?  I am sure to get a big I told you so from Big Daddy...he hates fireworks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-8256667226314019432?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/8256667226314019432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=8256667226314019432' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/8256667226314019432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/8256667226314019432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/08/fun-on-24th.html' title='Fun on the 24th????'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SoWXF1rJQOI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/P0w8VmSkmtw/s72-c/DSC05262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-5426975865892867922</id><published>2009-07-04T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T22:15:07.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in a name?</title><content type='html'>In my last post, I mentioned that my dad, and grandfather served in the military.  I had asked my mom for pics, and she got them to me just a little late.  However, I could not have these beautiful reminders of my heritage without sharing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a Nydegger by birth.  What's in a name?  Well I will tell you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irvin B. Nydegger...isn't he handsome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SlA2aMWCpWI/AAAAAAAAAig/iBP3F0ZPxG4/s1600-h/Grampa+Irv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SlA2aMWCpWI/AAAAAAAAAig/iBP3F0ZPxG4/s320/Grampa+Irv.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354839780561692002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandpa was wonderful.  He loved his family, cherished his wife, and was so devoted to taking care of their every need.  He was truely a man of god, who honored his priesthood, and left through his name a legacy that to this day I am reminded of often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frederick John Nydegger...quite a looker himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SlA2abxDjCI/AAAAAAAAAio/xhzmhS72EvQ/s1600-h/Dad+army.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SlA2abxDjCI/AAAAAAAAAio/xhzmhS72EvQ/s320/Dad+army.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354839784701529122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daddy!  The noble name of Nydegger lives on through him.  I am so grateful for his example, and love for life.  I am so blessed to benefit from his wisdom, and insight.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I am now blessed to be a Kunz, I will always bear the Nydegger name in my heart.  It helps me remember the great responsibility I have of honoring them, as well as my Heavenly Father.  Thank you for the legacy that you have created, and continue to create.  I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-5426975865892867922?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/5426975865892867922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=5426975865892867922' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/5426975865892867922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/5426975865892867922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/07/whats-in-name.html' title='What&apos;s in a name?'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SlA2aMWCpWI/AAAAAAAAAig/iBP3F0ZPxG4/s72-c/Grampa+Irv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-3312549221581368406</id><published>2009-07-03T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T22:28:40.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Land of the Free, Because of the Brave</title><content type='html'>As I have reflected on this beautiful place where I live, I can't help but feel so  very blessed for the freedoms that I take for granted everyday.  In this post I want to pay tribute to many people in my life that have, and are serving our country, and all of us so bravely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both My dad, and Aaron's served in military positions, as well as many Grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins.  Both in times of war, and peace.  In the states, and abroad.  I am, and will always be grateful for their sacrifices for us and our country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I can't seem to get someone out of my head.  My brother in law Rawlin is in the National Guard, and has served many activations during the past few years.  Rawlin, Shelly, and their kids have sacrificed so much for our country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sk7kdWekVfI/AAAAAAAAAiY/_9RRzCG13Ds/s1600-h/Rawlin+%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sk7kdWekVfI/AAAAAAAAAiY/_9RRzCG13Ds/s320/Rawlin+%232.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354468199891228146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawlin spent a year in Iraq helping those people gain their Independence.  I can't imagine being as far away as he was, and missing as much as he did. The one semi-positive was the advancements in communications.  Can you imagine during any other war waiting weeks inbetween letters?  The toll that must have taken on both soldiers, and their families would be unbearable.  During that time my nephew Kaden was the man of the house.  What a true little soldier. I love this picture of Kaden.  He has such a brave look on his face, scared but ready to take on this challenge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sk7kbHMPIGI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/aFE7LtfwzCQ/s1600-h/Rawlin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sk7kbHMPIGI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/aFE7LtfwzCQ/s320/Rawlin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354468161428070498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing all that their family went through during that time has made me appreciate him so much more.  So THANK YOU Rawlin for your service, and all others who so bravely, and often times without much thanks and support serve our country.  Rawlin, I love you, and am so proud to call you my brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not usually a political person, however the direction that our country is headed does scare me.  But I believe that as long as we have our freedom, freedom of speech, freedom to worship our own God, and that we have brave men and women who choose to protect and serve this great country...we'll be alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-3312549221581368406?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/3312549221581368406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=3312549221581368406' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/3312549221581368406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/3312549221581368406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/07/land-of-free-because-of-brave.html' title='Land of the Free, Because of the Brave'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sk7kdWekVfI/AAAAAAAAAiY/_9RRzCG13Ds/s72-c/Rawlin+%232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-8373270271843429552</id><published>2009-06-21T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T16:43:15.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A truly rich man is one whose children run into his arms when his hands are empty.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sj6h8_dKxLI/AAAAAAAAAhk/o-z3dh0jiII/s1600-h/DSC01304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sj6h8_dKxLI/AAAAAAAAAhk/o-z3dh0jiII/s320/DSC01304.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349891476560725170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to take a moment today and Thank the wonderful men in my life who have, do, and will take care of me.&lt;br /&gt;I want to start with my dad...after all where would I be without him?  A spiritual giant who is someone I truely look up to.  I learned from him to be proud of my name, and to honor it.  He is such a wonderful, loving, fun grandpa who always has time for his grandchildren taking every opportunity to teach them and experience new things. They cherish those memories, and talk about them often. I now know how hard he worked to make us the women that we are.  I love you dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sj6h-LNEELI/AAAAAAAAAh8/AOO21sTXMzQ/s1600-h/DSC01785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sj6h-LNEELI/AAAAAAAAAh8/AOO21sTXMzQ/s320/DSC01785.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349891496894271666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sj6h9gCkycI/AAAAAAAAAh0/ghQ1nVRJxhU/s1600-h/DSC01771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sj6h9gCkycI/AAAAAAAAAh0/ghQ1nVRJxhU/s320/DSC01771.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349891485307554242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron you are a wonderful husband, father, and best friend.  I love the different kind of relationship that you have with each of our kids.  They look up to you, and love you so much.  Thank you for loving us, and working so hard for our family.  I know that it is difficult to be absent from so many things when your on the road.  It's never the same when your not here.  I love you Big Daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sj6h9QQPtSI/AAAAAAAAAhs/5LK68Gg6Qag/s1600-h/DSC01337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sj6h9QQPtSI/AAAAAAAAAhs/5LK68Gg6Qag/s320/DSC01337.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349891481069925666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sj6iR8zqbAI/AAAAAAAAAiE/cQXJc6eZm3M/s1600-h/DSC01812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sj6iR8zqbAI/AAAAAAAAAiE/cQXJc6eZm3M/s320/DSC01812.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349891836627020802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Big Daddy wouldn't be big daddy without his Dad.  Fred you are such a wonderful second dad to me.  Your willingness to drop everything for anything that we need has been such a blessing to me. You are so full of love for you family..it's really an inspiration.  The kids light up each time they hear that Papa is coming over, or on the phone.  They love you so much.  Thank you for raising such a wonderful son whom I get to call my own.  Love you Fred!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sj6h8vtwq6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/DQPhm5qowAc/s1600-h/DSC00651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sj6h8vtwq6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/DQPhm5qowAc/s320/DSC00651.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349891472335350690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hope is that we can all tell the men in our lives how grateful we are for them.  Take an extra moment...share it with them....making memories.  Love to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-8373270271843429552?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/8373270271843429552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=8373270271843429552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/8373270271843429552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/8373270271843429552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/06/truly-rich-man-is-one-whose-children.html' title='A truly rich man is one whose children run into his arms when his hands are empty.'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sj6h8_dKxLI/AAAAAAAAAhk/o-z3dh0jiII/s72-c/DSC01304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-4476137025386845165</id><published>2009-06-17T18:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T20:24:34.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little sun to begin our summer....FINALLY!!</title><content type='html'>As almose everybody in Utah has experienced, our summer started out as a drag.  The sun decided to show it's lovely face today for a couple of hours, and the kids made great use of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SjmVejAOE6I/AAAAAAAAAhU/RxTWgtx4bQM/s1600-h/DSC05046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SjmVejAOE6I/AAAAAAAAAhU/RxTWgtx4bQM/s320/DSC05046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348470384503952290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke cheered from the sidelines as the fun started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SjmVeMGsfNI/AAAAAAAAAhM/3f4TtCyUlNk/s1600-h/DSC05047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SjmVeMGsfNI/AAAAAAAAAhM/3f4TtCyUlNk/s320/DSC05047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348470378357095634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karson is ALWAYS the "Rock Star"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SjmUn4Hc-lI/AAAAAAAAAgk/xE0qAneHMkY/s1600-h/DSC05071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SjmUn4Hc-lI/AAAAAAAAAgk/xE0qAneHMkY/s320/DSC05071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348469445278628434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ally says "CHEESE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SjmUpBxeuHI/AAAAAAAAAhE/vJNmLrVcXug/s1600-h/DSC05057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SjmUpBxeuHI/AAAAAAAAAhE/vJNmLrVcXug/s320/DSC05057.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348469465050691698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby really got into the knee boarding approach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SjmUowe2cDI/AAAAAAAAAg8/lFyxWJvJ2ZI/s1600-h/DSC05063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SjmUowe2cDI/AAAAAAAAAg8/lFyxWJvJ2ZI/s320/DSC05063.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348469460409151538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby and her good buddy Max took time to pose for a photo opp.  They are so fun together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SjmUoXCuENI/AAAAAAAAAg0/8fZ2wZgtxl8/s1600-h/DSC05064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SjmUoXCuENI/AAAAAAAAAg0/8fZ2wZgtxl8/s320/DSC05064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348469453580275922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maddie tried, and mastered the "Surfing" approach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SjmUoJxA_RI/AAAAAAAAAgs/JjztcWsqCDA/s1600-h/DSC05069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SjmUoJxA_RI/AAAAAAAAAgs/JjztcWsqCDA/s320/DSC05069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348469450016357650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garrett wasn't prepared for the water to be as cold as it was.  His face is priceless.&lt;br /&gt;A great time was had by all.  About 45 minutes into our fun, back came the clouds.  I am starting to feel like a Ziggy cartoon.  :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-4476137025386845165?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/4476137025386845165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=4476137025386845165' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/4476137025386845165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/4476137025386845165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/06/little-sun-to-begin-our-summerfinally.html' title='A little sun to begin our summer....FINALLY!!'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SjmVejAOE6I/AAAAAAAAAhU/RxTWgtx4bQM/s72-c/DSC05046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-8543409100461761325</id><published>2009-06-09T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T10:57:15.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flushin the Fat...</title><content type='html'>As you saw in my girls trip post, I have embrassed a new way of eating!!  I feel fantastic.  It has been pretty easy up until Sunday night.  Mel and Ryan were coming for dinner, and I had told Melissa that I had all of my food.  But when I saw that beautiful potato salad, and even the sick BBQ'd hot dogs...well...let's just say I had a complete meltdown!!!  I ate it all, and I'm not sorry.  I think that I was low on potassium because my eye kept twitching, and has it twitched since Sunday...NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes I cheated, but I feel ok about it, and I think that this is a healthy way to look at it.  Life should be fun too.  It doesn't mean that I will throw in the towel, I will just start anew....and the 9 lbs. I've lost in 2 1/2 weeks is not too bad either.  ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-8543409100461761325?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/8543409100461761325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=8543409100461761325' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/8543409100461761325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/8543409100461761325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/06/flushin-fat.html' title='Flushin the Fat...'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-8287686277620241404</id><published>2009-06-01T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T12:48:02.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-f6.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3530822107877743606&amp;amp;site=widget-f6.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3530822107877743606&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-f6.slide.com/p1/3530822107877743606/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3530822107877743606&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-f6.slide.com/p2/3530822107877743606/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3530822107877743606&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-f6.slide.com/p4/3530822107877743606/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These crazy girls are some of the best.  We decided to throw a no kid weekend together.  My wonderful parents were gracious enough to let us stay at their place, and it was ON!!!  I need to start also by saying that JEN...YOU WERE MISSED!!  She had a sick little boy the night before we were suppose to leave, so being the wonderful mom that she is took the "High Road" and stayed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was full of lots of 1st times for some people.  It was Hannah Q', and Twinkle Toes first pedi.....which was greatly deserved after a FULL day of shopping.  I thought Twinkle Toes was going to Karate Kid kick her little pedicurist in the face.  She's got a thing with people touching her feet.  And I think that my pedicurist may have had a little crush.  SHE seemed to take great pleasure in beating the holy crap out of the bottom of my feet..."Take It!!"  (Ladies that was for you! :P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were also about the food.  It was lovely, and oh so grown up. No McDonald's, not once, can you believe it?  In addition to the food we were all inspired by Hannah Q's new diet lifestyle, that we all hopped on the wagon.  ChiChi even stopped her beloved diet pepsi "COLD TURKEY"  Wahoo!!  We even started and ended each day with..get this...Ground Flax Shooters.  Is that sexy or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, we took a little drive to Veyo, and found a terrific little spot for just about the best breakfast we had ever had.  That's were we saw our biker boyfriends.  Actually I think "they" were boyfriends, but I had to get a picture of the pants.&lt;br /&gt;We then spent the day digesting our breakfast by the pool.  And the came the "CANNONBALL CONTEST".  Twinkle Toes won, as she so gracefully sent a small child up a tree.  J/K  What a blast, and probably horrible sight.  A little 5 year old chastised Hannah Q because she only did a "Pencil".  This is also where ChiChi, and Lefty got their nicknames.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our final night we decided to hit the town of Mesquite.  We had a great dinner where Twinkle Toes had an incident with her new shirt.  We hit the slots for about 20bucks worth, and decided to call it a night.  Are we wild or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that I have laughed that hard in a long time.  We talked until we could talk no more.  Thank you my sisters for such a wonderful weekend.  Love to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  This weekend of leasure would not have been possible if it weren't for our wonderful husbands who held down the fort for all of us.  As I heard it, each one of them were ready for us to come home. Thanks boys!!  And a BIG THANK YOU to my mom and dad for letting us stay at their beautiful place!!  It was wonderful.  Love you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-8287686277620241404?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/8287686277620241404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=8287686277620241404' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/8287686277620241404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/8287686277620241404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/06/girls-weekend.html' title='Girls Weekend'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-4291871373274122745</id><published>2009-05-26T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T11:00:32.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby's Preschool Graduation</title><content type='html'>My baby girl had her pre-school graduation last Thursday.  She was so excited for us to see her program, and now I can see why.  It was fantastic.  The kids had learned songs all year long for it.  They were a hoot.  In this picture Abby is singing the 5 little pumpkins song.  She was the 3rd pumpkins who said "Well I don't care!"  which was delivered with a lil hip swagger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/ShwrwjvDZHI/AAAAAAAAAgc/eGkS2LzrIM0/s1600-h/DSC04806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/ShwrwjvDZHI/AAAAAAAAAgc/eGkS2LzrIM0/s320/DSC04806.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340191371380876402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In school they learned about different places and countries.  Abby got to represent Hawaii.  She was so excited, and loves to Hula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/ShwrWQhVj6I/AAAAAAAAAgU/F49Qx8YFTN4/s1600-h/DSC04826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/ShwrWQhVj6I/AAAAAAAAAgU/F49Qx8YFTN4/s320/DSC04826.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340190919546474402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looks so grown up, and I have to say...I got a little tearie thinking that time is flying too fast, and that in not too many years I will be taking pics of her High School Graduation.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/ShwrVwknoPI/AAAAAAAAAgM/mynaUPHzwhY/s1600-h/DSC04850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/ShwrVwknoPI/AAAAAAAAAgM/mynaUPHzwhY/s320/DSC04850.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340190910970306802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the proud parents with the graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/ShwrUl7VUtI/AAAAAAAAAf0/J3yzf9twHUk/s1600-h/DSC04865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/ShwrUl7VUtI/AAAAAAAAAf0/J3yzf9twHUk/s320/DSC04865.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340190890932916946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute Gramma Debbie drove up from Utah County for the girls' graduation.  Thanks Gramma it was so fun to have you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/ShwrVWrB5YI/AAAAAAAAAgE/ENy2vSdaMII/s1600-h/DSC04853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/ShwrVWrB5YI/AAAAAAAAAgE/ENy2vSdaMII/s320/DSC04853.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340190904017872258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby was lucky enough to get to go through preschool this year with her cousin Ally  who also graduated that day.  They are TROUBLE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/ShwrVMxVldI/AAAAAAAAAf8/w4NnMddhLhI/s1600-h/DSC04855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/ShwrVMxVldI/AAAAAAAAAf8/w4NnMddhLhI/s320/DSC04855.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340190901359973842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Abby, and mom are really excited for the new adventure of Kindergarten. However, I think what excites us most will be SCHOOL SHOPPING!  Yippee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-4291871373274122745?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/4291871373274122745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=4291871373274122745' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/4291871373274122745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/4291871373274122745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/05/abbys-preschool-graduation.html' title='Abby&apos;s Preschool Graduation'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/ShwrwjvDZHI/AAAAAAAAAgc/eGkS2LzrIM0/s72-c/DSC04806.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-497719945822066187</id><published>2009-05-12T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T21:39:16.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Pinewood Derby</title><content type='html'>Boy oh boy!! I had NO idea of what we were in for with Karson's first derby. He only started scouts a couple of weeks ago. I grew up with all sisters, and didn't realize what an intense ordeal this was. Karson was lucky this year to have his dad, and both grandpa's to help him with his car and race. He had a very good attitude about this, and was very excited about his car. He called it "the Twilight" after Anikin Skywalker's ship. He even glued an Anikin head to the car. The car did not even come close to placing, however we had a wonderful time with Papa who came up to the race with us. It was a great first experience.&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa Fred Nydegger helped Karson weight the car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SgpFrpTawfI/AAAAAAAAAfM/oXBNR0tg4rY/s1600-h/Grandpa+Pinewood+Dirby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335153324697764338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SgpFrpTawfI/AAAAAAAAAfM/oXBNR0tg4rY/s320/Grandpa+Pinewood+Dirby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa Fred Kunz came race night to help as Aaron was out of town, and very disappointed to miss this first derby.  So it was fun to have Grandpa there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SgpFrfT6SHI/AAAAAAAAAfE/ZZjnKudBKnw/s1600-h/DSC04758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335153322015475826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SgpFrfT6SHI/AAAAAAAAAfE/ZZjnKudBKnw/s320/DSC04758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karson was also awarded a music belt loop, as well as his bobcat award.  He got to pin a little bobcat pin on me, and I got to paint the different color things on Karsons face.  They have meaning but I forgot what they were for. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SgpErVi-ugI/AAAAAAAAAes/o8F5i0Y4ZuE/s1600-h/DSC04770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335152219882699266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SgpErVi-ugI/AAAAAAAAAes/o8F5i0Y4ZuE/s320/DSC04770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karson and his buddies getting amped up for the big race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SgpOF2f5BQI/AAAAAAAAAfk/MD6UUua0gcs/s1600-h/DSC04769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SgpOF2f5BQI/AAAAAAAAAfk/MD6UUua0gcs/s320/DSC04769.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335162571009361154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very talented man in our ward made every boy who participated a special award.  Which was so nice, because that was as close as we would come to getting any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SgpOGAk7iQI/AAAAAAAAAfs/eymTCXoBvmA/s1600-h/DSC04759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SgpOGAk7iQI/AAAAAAAAAfs/eymTCXoBvmA/s320/DSC04759.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335162573714852098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a pic of all of the cars, about 20 boys participated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SgpErEAkIbI/AAAAAAAAAek/RJKo3ZE2V58/s1600-h/DSC04774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335152215174947250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SgpErEAkIbI/AAAAAAAAAek/RJKo3ZE2V58/s320/DSC04774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karson, and his buddy Taylor...Taylor did very well in the races.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SgpEq5xwAvI/AAAAAAAAAec/l9lREqDmEcQ/s1600-h/DSC04782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335152212428456690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SgpEq5xwAvI/AAAAAAAAAec/l9lREqDmEcQ/s320/DSC04782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karson before one of his heats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SgpEquB5cwI/AAAAAAAAAeU/p8_CAySyfRs/s1600-h/DSC04783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335152209274958594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SgpEquB5cwI/AAAAAAAAAeU/p8_CAySyfRs/s320/DSC04783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are all of the pack that participated in the 2009 Pinewood Derby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SgpEqdH96GI/AAAAAAAAAeM/1erFc4ROs38/s1600-h/DSC04792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335152204737013858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SgpEqdH96GI/AAAAAAAAAeM/1erFc4ROs38/s320/DSC04792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great learning experience for all of us.  Karson had a blast....mom thinks that we will go out of town for the next one!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-497719945822066187?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/497719945822066187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=497719945822066187' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/497719945822066187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/497719945822066187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-first-pinewood-derby.html' title='Our First Pinewood Derby'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SgpFrpTawfI/AAAAAAAAAfM/oXBNR0tg4rY/s72-c/Grandpa+Pinewood+Dirby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-5445932789118208996</id><published>2009-05-12T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T08:51:02.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stingray</title><content type='html'>For Karson's last term project for second grade he was told to pick an animal, do research on it, and make a habitat.  Karson chose to do his report on a stingray.  The report went great, and aunt Corinne gave us a great idea to use geletin for the habitat.  Karson worked so hard on this.  He used clay to mold the stingray, he also made a jellyfish, coral, and star fish.  He then painted everything, and I helped him put it together in layers, he even had a plastic shark lurking in the water.  I am so proud of him, and how much he has grown and excelled this year in school.  Love you big man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SgmZ8RuA8oI/AAAAAAAAAd8/4ZmhJGwctxU/s1600-h/DSC04703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="center; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SgmZ8RuA8oI/AAAAAAAAAd8/4ZmhJGwctxU/s320/DSC04703.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334964494424666754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SgmZ8oKuvJI/AAAAAAAAAeE/3U-NO35B6MQ/s1600-h/DSC04702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="center; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SgmZ8oKuvJI/AAAAAAAAAeE/3U-NO35B6MQ/s320/DSC04702.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334964500450688146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SgmZ8AeTnYI/AAAAAAAAAd0/-b-g4CX6ZCU/s1600-h/DSC04706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="center; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SgmZ8AeTnYI/AAAAAAAAAd0/-b-g4CX6ZCU/s320/DSC04706.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334964489795378562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-5445932789118208996?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/5445932789118208996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=5445932789118208996' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/5445932789118208996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/5445932789118208996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/05/stingray.html' title='The Stingray'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SgmZ8RuA8oI/AAAAAAAAAd8/4ZmhJGwctxU/s72-c/DSC04703.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-2590248421855068712</id><published>2009-05-12T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T09:07:12.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>Really?  What is Mother's Day?  I think it's kind of silly. I was talking to my FRIEND/MOTHER IN LAW...yes I said FRIEND, she is a wonderful woman, and I will be eternally grateful for the wonderful mother she is to Aaron, and grandmother to my kids (Love you Franny). Anyway...we were talking that it's really just another day, and kind of a silly one.  Especially for young mothers who often times work all day to make it a special day for their mothers (without compaint) but it's not usually a restful day. I guess that I am a lucky girl because I have a wonderful husband that tells me often how much he appreciates me and what I do for our family.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do want to take a moment and share that I am so thankful for the examples of Motherhood that I have come into contact with in my life.  My mom is an amazing woman! She is still teaching me about my role as a mother.  She is a relativly new mother of a student ward in Orem.  Along with my Dad "Mr. Bishop Part Deux" she is helping to from other lives, and influence the lives of alot of young adults, not to mention all of her grandkids!  It's a huge job, and one that she is so wonderful at.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SgmVazdIvqI/AAAAAAAAAdk/f3LhRdIyX_c/s1600-h/IMG_0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SgmVazdIvqI/AAAAAAAAAdk/f3LhRdIyX_c/s320/IMG_0024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334959521318616738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with being a nurturing mother/grandmother/friend, she also knows WHEN to say WHEN, which I think is hugely important.  We as mother's need to know our limits, and know that it's ok to give ourselves a break, cut a little slack.  I think we try and do too much for the sake of our families while neglecting ourselves.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I had a wonderful Mother's Day, and felt lots of extra love with the gifts that Big Daddy, and my kids so lovingly made and picked out for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SgmXOiG3klI/AAAAAAAAAds/7XYsoq8A4WU/s1600-h/DSC04752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SgmXOiG3klI/AAAAAAAAAds/7XYsoq8A4WU/s320/DSC04752.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334961509526639186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a wonderful family, and so grateful that I am a Mom.  Hopefully I don't mess them up too badly. In the meantime, I will continue to give kisses, say prayers, clean up messes, help complete school projects, pottytrain, play princess, throw the football, and laugh ALOT at our crazy life.  Loves to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-2590248421855068712?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/2590248421855068712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=2590248421855068712' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/2590248421855068712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/2590248421855068712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SgmVazdIvqI/AAAAAAAAAdk/f3LhRdIyX_c/s72-c/IMG_0024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-426431559642004787</id><published>2009-04-30T10:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T10:38:05.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother of the year!!!</title><content type='html'>So I really DO consider myself a "Hands On" kinda mom, but this one takes the cake.  A few nights ago we were all out playing football.  Abby did the usual pile drive take down on Karson, and would NOT get up.  Karson, being the good "we don't hit girls, or dad will deal with you" boy that he is was yelling for me to help.  So I launched the football at Abby (aiming for her tummy, like that is any justification) when all of a sudden I hear a blood curdling scream from Karson.  I hit him square in the eyeball with the football. NICE.  That Sunday my loving son took great pride in telling everyone that his mom through a football at him, and then Monday, I went to my weekly volunteer time in Karson's class, and one of the boys says something like "I want my eye to look like Karson's", his teacher then says, "You will need to talk to Karson's mom about that one."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, my parenting through football days are over.  Her are a couple of pics of my handy work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sfnf05L2O_I/AAAAAAAAAdc/QEF-IZkxXCM/s1600-h/DSC04663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sfnf05L2O_I/AAAAAAAAAdc/QEF-IZkxXCM/s320/DSC04663.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330537733766396914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sfnf06keEKI/AAAAAAAAAdU/ixcEwEj3nJg/s1600-h/DSC04664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sfnf06keEKI/AAAAAAAAAdU/ixcEwEj3nJg/s320/DSC04664.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330537734138106018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-426431559642004787?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/426431559642004787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=426431559642004787' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/426431559642004787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/426431559642004787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/04/mother-of-year.html' title='Mother of the year!!!'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sfnf05L2O_I/AAAAAAAAAdc/QEF-IZkxXCM/s72-c/DSC04663.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-6990618762152324684</id><published>2009-04-30T10:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T10:25:58.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby The Warrior Princess...</title><content type='html'>In school, Abby is learning about different countries. This morning she asked if I wanted to see a dance she learned in school. Sure.....so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-973a15dee9e2c4c5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D973a15dee9e2c4c5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331917857%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3C2DB526269850781438E7A771BB238C4159221.3A1218A9262A96CB5918DEDEEEC7F47192230125%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D973a15dee9e2c4c5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOfMzOHCCDuDxP3O8xEZd-je9Ukc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D973a15dee9e2c4c5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331917857%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3C2DB526269850781438E7A771BB238C4159221.3A1218A9262A96CB5918DEDEEEC7F47192230125%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D973a15dee9e2c4c5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOfMzOHCCDuDxP3O8xEZd-je9Ukc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-6990618762152324684?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=973a15dee9e2c4c5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/6990618762152324684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=6990618762152324684' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/6990618762152324684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/6990618762152324684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/04/abby-warrior-princess.html' title='Abby The Warrior Princess...'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-7693543083002340371</id><published>2009-04-24T16:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T18:05:22.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Karson's Baptism</title><content type='html'>So finally I am getting around to posting some pics from Karson's baptism.  It was such a great day, but started off pretty rocky.  We were told to be at the church at 9:30 for the 10:00 service.  But noone showed to the church until 9:50...so rush, rush, rush.  We only got a few pics, but Karson felt and received so much love and support from family, and friends both old and new!!  I want to thank EVERYONE who came, and some traveled very far to show their love and support of Karson's decision.&lt;br /&gt;Karson was baptized, and confirmed a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints by my dad Frederick John Nydegger.  The confirmation blessing that my dad gave Karson was THE MOST beautiful I have ever heard, and the spiritual power coming from that circle of men was almost overwelming.  Thank you dad...I Love You!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SfJIv76wITI/AAAAAAAAAdM/Ic6DBb4--hs/s1600-h/Karson+Baptism%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SfJIv76wITI/AAAAAAAAAdM/Ic6DBb4--hs/s320/Karson+Baptism%232.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328401297507885362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Karson's paternal Grandfather Frederick Raymond Kunz offered a beautiful prayer on Karson's behalf.  Karson is so lucky to have such strong men, including his dad, that believe in, and teach their children and grandchildren about, and proclaim their love for Our Heavenly Father, and our Savior Jesus Christ.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SfJIvm_TcHI/AAAAAAAAAdE/V8FY7Ik9dCs/s1600-h/Karson+Baptism%233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SfJIvm_TcHI/AAAAAAAAAdE/V8FY7Ik9dCs/s320/Karson+Baptism%233.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328401291889832050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shows how hurried we were...we hurried and snapped this shot inbetween the other two baptisms that were happening that day.  Not the most reverent of things, but I WANTED A FAMILY PICTURE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SfJIve07OAI/AAAAAAAAAc8/8wcEx1WASTY/s1600-h/Karson+Baptism%234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SfJIve07OAI/AAAAAAAAAc8/8wcEx1WASTY/s320/Karson+Baptism%234.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328401289698818050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to practically tie Karson down to get a couple more shots when we came home.  He was on cloud nine, and just a LITTLE hyper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SfJIvOI9ncI/AAAAAAAAAc0/meK5i7ATtiA/s1600-h/Karson+Baptism%235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SfJIvOI9ncI/AAAAAAAAAc0/meK5i7ATtiA/s320/Karson+Baptism%235.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328401285219458498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Karson with his Aunt Pammy.  Karson asked her to give a talk on Baptism.  She did such a great job, and really talked to the children which was nice.  I know that she was SO NERVOUS but did a fantastic job....and is no longer afraid to speak in public for any occasion.  In fact she wanted me to let all of blogger land know that she is willing to speak any time, any where!! :D  Love you Pammy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SfJIvIaLerI/AAAAAAAAAcs/dD1EQUUsX-Y/s1600-h/Karson+Baptism%236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SfJIvIaLerI/AAAAAAAAAcs/dD1EQUUsX-Y/s320/Karson+Baptism%236.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328401283681057458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need to especially thank Mark, Melissa, and Corinne for playing and leading the music, and Shelly for yet again sharing her beautiful gift of a voice with us.  On a final note I want to thank Aunt Corinne for the Baptism towel.  Aaron told me that as he and my dad were waiting for Karson to get dressed, he yelled "This Baptism Towel ROCKS!!" Thank you for your thoughtfulness. Karson is very lucky to have such wonderful people in his life.  Love to all!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-7693543083002340371?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/7693543083002340371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=7693543083002340371' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/7693543083002340371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/7693543083002340371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/04/karsons-baptism.html' title='Karson&apos;s Baptism'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SfJIv76wITI/AAAAAAAAAdM/Ic6DBb4--hs/s72-c/Karson+Baptism%232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-3359028676895917147</id><published>2009-04-24T10:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T10:40:54.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Cute Girl!!</title><content type='html'>I have to just make this quick entry, as this is pretty much the closest thing to a journal that I have.  I was just exploring the WWW, when cute Crazy Hair Abby comes in with her note pad and we have the cutest exchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby: Hello Miss, would you like some brefkass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom:  Well yes thank you..what do you have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby: Well we have toast, waffles, soup, salad, and shaghetti O's...oh and McDonald's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Would I need to go and pick up my own McDonalds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby: Well Yes!!  I don't drive...you could also go to Arby's, whatever "Whatchuwant" you want.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Did you say restaurant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby: Yes whatchuwant....you can have what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the while she is talking like an 18 year old semi valley, bff girl.  She makes us laugh at something new everyday!!!  Slow down princess, I'm not ready for you to  be so grown up!!!  Off to order brefkass.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-3359028676895917147?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/3359028676895917147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=3359028676895917147' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/3359028676895917147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/3359028676895917147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-cute-girl.html' title='My Cute Girl!!'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-8842473002701831272</id><published>2009-04-12T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T21:30:48.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY at 16 Months....introducing "Tank's A Walkin"</title><content type='html'>FINALLY, Luke has decided that it's actually FUN to walk. He has been hilarious tonight going from couch to couch. He gets going so fast that he has trouble staying up. And take a look at those chunky legs...no wonder it's been so tough!! Way to go Lukey!!! 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Ephesians 6:11</title><content type='html'>I know that the title of my post seems a little intense, however, I feel like my it's been my Karson's theme for the last little while.  Karson was baptized as a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints on March 28, 2009.  What an amazing day, and pics will be posted soon.  My mom made this wall hanging for Karson. It represents the different parts of the armour of God.  In Karson's confirmation he was told in so many words that he would be a soldier for the Lord.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sd_q7yDu4mI/AAAAAAAAAck/YsXW61Tjh30/s1600-h/DSC04538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sd_q7yDu4mI/AAAAAAAAAck/YsXW61Tjh30/s320/DSC04538.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323231597345825378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of a better reminder of that blessing, than another blessing from Gramma.  The time, and love that mom put into this gift really did not go unnoticed.  Karson loves it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sd_q7nxSbWI/AAAAAAAAAcc/sIlukoGayu4/s1600-h/DSC04534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sd_q7nxSbWI/AAAAAAAAAcc/sIlukoGayu4/s320/DSC04534.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323231594584108386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karson actually hung this up in his room by himself (during a "Time Out" no less :D).  He did it with such care.  Thanks mom for helping to bring out the best in Karson.  I love how the metallic materials light up when the light hits it just right.  Another work of art Gramma.  Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sd_q7e_vVmI/AAAAAAAAAcU/J2M9v0FckEI/s1600-h/DSC04539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sd_q7e_vVmI/AAAAAAAAAcU/J2M9v0FckEI/s320/DSC04539.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323231592228804194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-8962431749778528232?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/8962431749778528232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=8962431749778528232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/8962431749778528232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/8962431749778528232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/04/put-on-whole-armour-of-god-that-ye-may.html' title='Put on the Whole Armour of God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil.  Ephesians 6:11'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sd_q7yDu4mI/AAAAAAAAAck/YsXW61Tjh30/s72-c/DSC04538.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-8577118345344538460</id><published>2009-04-10T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T18:29:24.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gramma's Birthday Quilt</title><content type='html'>Today my mom and dad came up to give Karson two of the most beautiful gifts that I have ever seen.  They significance of both are so important, that they both warrant their own posts.  This is the birthday quilt that my mom made for Karson.  It's actually version number two. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sd_jspPrjbI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EMyelYh_XkE/s1600-h/DSC04531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sd_jspPrjbI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EMyelYh_XkE/s320/DSC04531.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323223640700587442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one was not "Perfect" so mom re-did it.  So much time, effort and love was put into this quilt, and it sooo reflects Karson's personality, and interests.  It has squares that have basketball, boy scouts, skiing, school, race cars, cute camo, and plaid.  Thanks mom for these treasures...you are incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sd_jsEK2eyI/AAAAAAAAAb8/5OffuTEh0iY/s1600-h/DSC04524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sd_jsEK2eyI/AAAAAAAAAb8/5OffuTEh0iY/s320/DSC04524.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323223630748220194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Thanks Gramma, and Grampa for always making each child feel so important.           WE LOVE YOU GUYS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sd_jsXuvoRI/AAAAAAAAAcE/KoLnCy8rN5E/s1600-h/DSC04527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sd_jsXuvoRI/AAAAAAAAAcE/KoLnCy8rN5E/s320/DSC04527.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323223635999039762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-8577118345344538460?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/8577118345344538460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=8577118345344538460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/8577118345344538460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/8577118345344538460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/04/grammas-birthday-quilt.html' title='Gramma&apos;s Birthday Quilt'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/Sd_jspPrjbI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EMyelYh_XkE/s72-c/DSC04531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-5866643215559699728</id><published>2009-04-06T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T14:36:50.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Such A Lazy Baby....</title><content type='html'>Let me first start of by saying that on a happy note, our whole family was together in the room this last Saturday morning when Luke, "Tank" as he is lovingly known as took his first steps.  Both Aaron and I looked at eachother in amazement....it has been very important to me that because Aaron is away for so much, that he was able to see Luke take his first steps.  So much so, that I even admitted to our pediatrician quite humbly that I had pushed Luke over a couple of times when it appeared he might walk.  I know, I know, not my proudest moment, but I had good intentions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo...we were all able to see it and experience this MIRACLE together since he IS almost 16 months old.  We did the whole "yeah Lukey!!"  Then after he walked to me a couple of times, it occured to us that we should get the camera.  And I swear this baby.....he would not, and has not walked since!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE CRAP?  So no pictures, and just a lazy baby.  He even walkes on his knees, which seems to me that it would be harder than just walking.  But it did happen.  So I guess I am looking for suggestions to help me encourage him to keep walking...I know, not knocking him down would be the preferred route.  We'll post pics when he decides he's ready for us to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-5866643215559699728?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/5866643215559699728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=5866643215559699728' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/5866643215559699728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/5866643215559699728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/04/such-lazy-baby.html' title='Such A Lazy Baby....'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-4169738331901422737</id><published>2009-03-26T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T20:22:10.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HaPpY BiRtHdAy KaRsOn!!</title><content type='html'>Karson turned 8 years old today.  Time just seems to keep going by faster, and faster.  It seems like just yesterday, he was just starting to walk.  Now he is a boy full of spirit, and a maturity beyond his years.  I am so proud to be his mom.  Here is a look back on some of my favorite pics.  I hope you had a wonderful day buddy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-04.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3458764513833987076&amp;amp;site=widget-04.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3458764513833987076&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-04.slide.com/p1/3458764513833987076/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3458764513833987076&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-04.slide.com/p2/3458764513833987076/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3458764513833987076&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-04.slide.com/p4/3458764513833987076/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-4169738331901422737?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/4169738331901422737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=4169738331901422737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/4169738331901422737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/4169738331901422737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-karson.html' title='HaPpY BiRtHdAy KaRsOn!!'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-1829933667582161083</id><published>2009-03-25T15:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T17:04:45.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ThE BiG NuMbEr 14</title><content type='html'>Today is Aaron and My 14th wedding anniversary.  Most people say that time flies, and that they can't believe it's been 14 years.  But I feel completely different.  I can't believe it ONLY been 14 years.  I feel like we have been together forever.  In a good way!! I am so lucky that in the 16 years that we have been together, I have found someone who knows me often times better than I know myself.  Together we have created 3 of THE MOST beautiful children ever.  Aaron I love you so much..Thanks for stickin with me. I can't wait for all of our adventures to come. &lt;br /&gt; I wanted to post a really cute pic of us when we were dating, but it is in a "Joy" frame in my Christmas stuff....totally unable to get to it right now.   So maybe I'll do another anniversay post in December.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-1829933667582161083?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/1829933667582161083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=1829933667582161083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/1829933667582161083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/1829933667582161083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/03/big-number-14.html' title='ThE BiG NuMbEr 14'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-2311461594021076608</id><published>2009-03-25T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T08:53:16.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Project</title><content type='html'>For Christmas this last year, I was able to get a bunch of metal star, and became aware of a cute project I could do. I modge podged Christmas scrapbook paper onto the star.  They turned out really cute, but by the time I was done making the presents, I was so completely sick of stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/ScpQMTpc7PI/AAAAAAAAAbc/jOUN0qCC8Wc/s1600-h/DSC04381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/ScpQMTpc7PI/AAAAAAAAAbc/jOUN0qCC8Wc/s320/DSC04381.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317150482427079922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But last night I decided that I needed to "Craft", so I made myself a star to go in my basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/ScpQMGj-cPI/AAAAAAAAAbU/YGecf7Qwy_M/s1600-h/DSC04380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/ScpQMGj-cPI/AAAAAAAAAbU/YGecf7Qwy_M/s320/DSC04380.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317150478914449650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how it turned out, and they really are pretty easy to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/ScpQL35qwjI/AAAAAAAAAbM/2Tlv9q6oGCo/s1600-h/DSC04379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/ScpQL35qwjI/AAAAAAAAAbM/2Tlv9q6oGCo/s320/DSC04379.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317150474978902578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-2311461594021076608?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/2311461594021076608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=2311461594021076608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/2311461594021076608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/2311461594021076608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-little-project.html' title='My Little Project'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/ScpQMTpc7PI/AAAAAAAAAbc/jOUN0qCC8Wc/s72-c/DSC04381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-6655015064770678303</id><published>2009-03-07T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T15:02:52.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasure...Courtesy of Gramma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbL8pdNxeGI/AAAAAAAAAas/4vEi-ODb4xo/s1600-h/DSC04312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbL8pdNxeGI/AAAAAAAAAas/4vEi-ODb4xo/s320/DSC04312.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310584699770468450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Abby's birthday, Gramma Debbie made her this quilt.  It is so cute, and it's amazing how everything in it fits Abby's personality.  &lt;br /&gt;Abby is definately a snuggler, and adores her new blanket.  Mom, I hope that you realize what treasures these things that you make for the kids are...even if they don't always realize it yet.  Thank you so much for sharing your talents, and letting us be the beneficiaries. We love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbL6pCZYPCI/AAAAAAAAAak/R_wNEYCpOzs/s1600-h/DSC04311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbL6pCZYPCI/AAAAAAAAAak/R_wNEYCpOzs/s320/DSC04311.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310582493548133410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-6655015064770678303?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/6655015064770678303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=6655015064770678303' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/6655015064770678303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/6655015064770678303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/03/treasurecourtesy-of-gramma.html' title='Treasure...Courtesy of Gramma'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbL8pdNxeGI/AAAAAAAAAas/4vEi-ODb4xo/s72-c/DSC04312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-3752088765825965312</id><published>2009-03-07T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T15:42:44.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trip to Manti</title><content type='html'>This last weekend my sister Shelly blessed her new baby Ella in Manti.  A bunch of us thought it would be fun for the girls to go down the night before, and get a room, and the boys would meet us down there on Sunday morning.  So we reserved a family suite at one of the 3 MOTELS in Manti.  Needless to say, we were not sure what to expect.  Melissa and Ally were suppose to come with us too but had an unexpected emergency.  We missed you guys...and boy did you guys miss out.  Abby, Luke, and I got to Manti checked in and went to Shelly's house to play, and shop for hair bows while we waited for Mom, and Pam to get there.  We finally got to the room at about 10:30, and were all pooped...I am laughing to myself at the pooped pun, and you will understand as I get further into the story.  Mom had gone to use the restroom, and we heared some kind of shreak....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbLwe7QIUEI/AAAAAAAAAaM/yK2GNM2jKL0/s1600-h/DSC04283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbLwe7QIUEI/AAAAAAAAAaM/yK2GNM2jKL0/s320/DSC04283.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310571324715323458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what we found...Mom said that Luke was crawling along trying to Mr. Miagi this poor roach, and Gramma smashed it.  That set the tone for the next set of fun.  Upon trying to flush the roach down the potty, it started to over-flow.  And something not of any of our making came back up...hense the pooped pun.  YUCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbLwfvr0bVI/AAAAAAAAAaU/IRwADAHtnqs/s1600-h/DSC04282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbLwfvr0bVI/AAAAAAAAAaU/IRwADAHtnqs/s320/DSC04282.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310571338790104402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke was totally oblivious to the grossness of the situation...he is a boy, and only wanted to watch t.v.  We then called maint. ie the motel manager to come fix the clog. We should have had him leave the plunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbLtzmrFfbI/AAAAAAAAAY8/9gEXwAsmjlE/s1600-h/DSC04285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbLtzmrFfbI/AAAAAAAAAY8/9gEXwAsmjlE/s320/DSC04285.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310568381433609650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam checked her bed for bugs.....we then all got ready for bed, and had probably one of the most memorable, fun, blackmale worthy 20 minutes of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbLt0SPccKI/AAAAAAAAAZE/9f0UDEx5GNo/s1600-h/DSC04286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbLt0SPccKI/AAAAAAAAAZE/9f0UDEx5GNo/s320/DSC04286.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310568393128833186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This self portrait was right before we turned in.  During the night after we thought that our plumbing problems were over, I had to potty so bad that my hands were hurting.  I had waited because I didn't want to wake up Mom, and Pam.  By the way...what family "suite" can you imagine would only have one bathroom?  Anyway..I walked into their room, and mom said Kris watch out the toilet over flowed AGAIN.  I went into the bathroom,  and their were towels every where, and my sockies were soaked.  YUCKIER. But a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do. ;D Anyhoo...we called the maint. guy again in the morning.  I am sure that he just loved us.  Everyone kept asking me if I complained.  What would they do?  Give me a free night?  Ha Ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbLweIcHeMI/AAAAAAAAAaE/fPP_Z4vkepI/s1600-h/DSC04298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbLweIcHeMI/AAAAAAAAAaE/fPP_Z4vkepI/s320/DSC04298.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310571311075391682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blessing was beautiful, and Ella even more so.  She is a beautiful baby.  The weather was wonderful, and the kids were able to play outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbLwdiqjFkI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B1IkwmVhDn4/s1600-h/DSC04306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbLwdiqjFkI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B1IkwmVhDn4/s320/DSC04306.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310571300935374402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella Deborah Anderson.  The newest member of our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbLwdFvtopI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/5Im_T-aj86s/s1600-h/DSC04307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbLwdFvtopI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/5Im_T-aj86s/s320/DSC04307.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310571293172408978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very memorable weekend.  We had so much fun...Thanks girls for the memories!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-3752088765825965312?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/3752088765825965312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=3752088765825965312' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/3752088765825965312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/3752088765825965312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/03/road-trip-to-manti.html' title='Road Trip to Manti'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbLwe7QIUEI/AAAAAAAAAaM/yK2GNM2jKL0/s72-c/DSC04283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-7122730272908301429</id><published>2009-03-07T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T13:51:58.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby's Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>I am finally getting around to posting some pics from Abby's birthday.  I have decided that my kids will get friend party's when they are 5 &amp; 8, and more are just too much.  Anyway Abby decided that she wanted a princess themed party.  It was a little hard because she also wanted to invite boys.  So we decided to have a Princess, Prince, Knight Party.  It turned out just okay...not my greatest work.  But thanks to Melissa, and Jamie Joy, no young children were harmed during the making of this post.&lt;br /&gt;"The Gang"&lt;br /&gt;Back Row: Oakley, Ally, McKade, Corbin, Abby&lt;br /&gt;Front: Brynlee, Timothy, Mykenna, Kylie, Hayley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbLjggtnKoI/AAAAAAAAAYE/QNKIpDxYco8/s1600-h/DSC04215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbLjggtnKoI/AAAAAAAAAYE/QNKIpDxYco8/s320/DSC04215.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310557058299800194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing we did was pin the lips on the frog.  It was cute. Even if my free hand frog was a little ghetto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbLjhGlYEDI/AAAAAAAAAYM/7ZSCWsh3jz4/s1600-h/DSC04214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbLjhGlYEDI/AAAAAAAAAYM/7ZSCWsh3jz4/s320/DSC04214.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310557068465803314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys had fun sword fighting... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbLi9IAIbfI/AAAAAAAAAX8/c44DCSP0lFM/s1600-h/DSC04237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbLi9IAIbfI/AAAAAAAAAX8/c44DCSP0lFM/s320/DSC04237.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310556450371169778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and smacking around the Black "Sleeping Beauty" Dragon Pinata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbLi8ou-ZOI/AAAAAAAAAX0/cp_I6pWsIFI/s1600-h/DSC04246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbLi8ou-ZOI/AAAAAAAAAX0/cp_I6pWsIFI/s320/DSC04246.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310556441977709794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie Ri made Abby this beautiful Jasmine night gown and robe.  She worked so hard on it, every detail, even down to the box.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbLi8Lb3oYI/AAAAAAAAAXs/miKLMlix5nc/s1600-h/DSC04276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbLi8Lb3oYI/AAAAAAAAAXs/miKLMlix5nc/s320/DSC04276.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310556434112946562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby loves it, and played the role of "Princess" very well that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbLi76Z8PsI/AAAAAAAAAXk/H_fyo-X5rCY/s1600-h/DSC04280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbLi76Z8PsI/AAAAAAAAAXk/H_fyo-X5rCY/s320/DSC04280.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310556429541457602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another fun first happened on her birthday.  Abby was out riding her bike with her training wheel still on, and they were not even touching the ground.  So I decided to take them off.  And off she went...didn't even skip a beat.  She even got her bike again after we got home from her birthday dinner to make sure she still knew how to ride.  I am glad she had such a great birthday. 5 is a really big deal.  The morning of her birthday she woke up and was worried that her undies would still fit.  After all she was "5" now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbLi7eT0HoI/AAAAAAAAAXc/5gIwakdakeY/s1600-h/DSC04195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbLi7eT0HoI/AAAAAAAAAXc/5gIwakdakeY/s320/DSC04195.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310556421999566466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-7122730272908301429?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/7122730272908301429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=7122730272908301429' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/7122730272908301429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/7122730272908301429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/03/abbys-birthday-party.html' title='Abby&apos;s Birthday Party'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SbLjggtnKoI/AAAAAAAAAYE/QNKIpDxYco8/s72-c/DSC04215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-2812048234373138264</id><published>2009-02-25T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T23:34:25.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Princess</title><content type='html'>I can't believe how time flies!!  My little baby girl is 5 today.  Here is a brief look back on some of my favorite pics.  Happy Birthday Abby...I Love You!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-75.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3026418949602366325&amp;amp;site=widget-75.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3026418949602366325&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-75.slide.com/p1/3026418949602366325/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3026418949602366325&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-75.slide.com/p2/3026418949602366325/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3026418949602366325&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-75.slide.com/p4/3026418949602366325/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-2812048234373138264?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/2812048234373138264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=2812048234373138264' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/2812048234373138264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/2812048234373138264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-princess.html' title='Happy Birthday Princess'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-3868860035471604250</id><published>2009-02-25T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T12:24:59.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Watches</title><content type='html'>I was looking at my friend Char's blog, and she had a post with these cute watches.  I love them because you can buy the face, but then the beaded bands can be interchangeable.  Too cute.  Click on the pics on my side bar, and it will link you to her friend Skye's blog. But beware....;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-3868860035471604250?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/3868860035471604250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=3868860035471604250' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/3868860035471604250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/3868860035471604250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/02/cute-watches.html' title='Cute Watches'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-2953615513956555241</id><published>2009-02-19T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T10:56:42.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SpRiNg HaS SpRuNg</title><content type='html'>Okay I know that I am a little pre-mature in my post, however....I am sooooo sick of winter, and the additional 16 inches of snow that we got two days ago, that I am just going to pretend like its spring....except for the twitter-pated part. ;D  Anyone wanna join me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-2953615513956555241?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/2953615513956555241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=2953615513956555241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/2953615513956555241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/2953615513956555241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/02/spring-has-sprung.html' title='SpRiNg HaS SpRuNg'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-113738456552132563</id><published>2009-02-18T11:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T12:23:31.895-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not such a fun two days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZxsgt_VXPI/AAAAAAAAAWs/hkO_cfISF0E/s1600-h/DSC04145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZxsgt_VXPI/AAAAAAAAAWs/hkO_cfISF0E/s320/DSC04145.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304233770492452082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZxsgcryAAI/AAAAAAAAAWk/xD3jiOv3LUQ/s1600-h/DSC04146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZxsgcryAAI/AAAAAAAAAWk/xD3jiOv3LUQ/s320/DSC04146.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304233765847040002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZxsf-1K3JI/AAAAAAAAAWc/FB72xaC2Jqg/s1600-h/DSC04148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZxsf-1K3JI/AAAAAAAAAWc/FB72xaC2Jqg/s320/DSC04148.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304233757833354386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZxsfa9IXJI/AAAAAAAAAWU/FRaLpsfcBKw/s1600-h/DSC04151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZxsfa9IXJI/AAAAAAAAAWU/FRaLpsfcBKw/s320/DSC04151.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304233748203068562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZxsfEM2eWI/AAAAAAAAAWM/tYpF9n8zodo/s1600-h/DSC04156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZxsfEM2eWI/AAAAAAAAAWM/tYpF9n8zodo/s320/DSC04156.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304233742094989666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of you know, we had a scare with Luke. On Sunday night he went to bed just fine, and woke up an hour and a half later, and was not able to breath. I stuck him in the shower, and took him outside, and he was no better, so we went to the emergency room. They gave him a breathing treatment right away, and watched for a while. They said that he had Croup, caused by some other virus. They said RSV but I don't really think that was it, as he really wasn't sick before. Anyhoo...he was given another breathing treatment, and a round of steroids. They observed us for another hour or so, and then decided they wanted to admit him. WHAT??? So we were at the hospital from Sunday night through Tuesday morning. During this time he had more breathing treatments, and steroids, and spent as much time as he could in his oxygen tent.  He was such a trooper. We are so blessed that it wasn't worse, although it was bad enough. When the Dr. came in on Tuesday morning, Luke had finally had enough poking, and listening, and steam, and told the Dr. to "GO!!!!", I couldn't help but laugh, and told him to be nice, he then lowered his chin to his chest, knitted his eyebrows, and whispered "Go.." I can't say that I blame him, but it was pretty cute. Thanks to all our family and friend for the well wishes, and to Melissa, for the Olive Garden, and Bachelor break!! Love to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-113738456552132563?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/113738456552132563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=113738456552132563' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/113738456552132563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/113738456552132563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/02/not-such-fun-two-days.html' title='Not such a fun two days...'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZxsgt_VXPI/AAAAAAAAAWs/hkO_cfISF0E/s72-c/DSC04145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-6051344569633027665</id><published>2009-02-18T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T11:46:08.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Honor of President's Day</title><content type='html'>Abby made a cute picture at pre-school, and was telling us about it. She says President Lincoln's name so cute, and also talks about a mountain. She is referring to Mount Rushmore, and she also says that Barack Obama is not on the mountain. 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But I wanted to post some pics of us at Melissa's house today.  They called and invited us to go over, and have a mini sledding party.  Uncle Ryan pulled the kids around the cud de sac with the John Deere.  The kids had a blast. The cul de sac was like an ice rink when we were done.  There is a really cute video at the end.  Luke wanted to ride too, and notice in the video he starts to wave.  It turned out to be a really fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZdxZi3-QzI/AAAAAAAAAWE/_jSmSReHqIE/s1600-h/DSC04135.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302831769924289330 style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZdxZi3-QzI/AAAAAAAAAWE/_jSmSReHqIE/s320/DSC04135.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZdw-ECiPrI/AAAAAAAAAV0/M10AlN_roto/s1600-h/DSC04126.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302831297790623410 style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZdw-ECiPrI/AAAAAAAAAV0/M10AlN_roto/s320/DSC04126.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZdw94U9dYI/AAAAAAAAAVs/PGsVeYjJ75U/s1600-h/DSC04130.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302831294646678914 style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; 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Warmer, and no snow on my back grass.  I had just hacked away all of the ice off of my driveway, and then...on Monday woke up to snow, and it snowed, and snowed, about 16 inches YUCK, and to make it worse Aaron was out of town, and the snow was so wet and heavy that our snow blower was useless.  Thank goodness for my brother in law Ryan who saved the day.  Anyway, today I woke up to another snow storm.  The kids have been playing, so I thought I would post a few pics.  But really I am sooo ready for it to stop for this year. &lt;br /&gt;This pic is Karson and Abby sledding down the plow piles in front of our house.  I forgot to mention, that the owe so kind snowplow drive left me about 4 feet to try and sqeeze the Tahoe through to get out of my driveway, so Ryan had to plow the plow hill. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZcWRIKphDI/AAAAAAAAAVM/6SeKC1hbTBs/s1600-h/DSC04112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZcWRIKphDI/AAAAAAAAAVM/6SeKC1hbTBs/s320/DSC04112.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302731569757783090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They go down the hill, and fly into the snow on our lawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZcWQyb0gII/AAAAAAAAAVE/j1C127YbfBs/s1600-h/DSC04113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZcWQyb0gII/AAAAAAAAAVE/j1C127YbfBs/s320/DSC04113.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302731563924226178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karson's face plant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZcWRphOFaI/AAAAAAAAAVc/6DSu3Gdqy9w/s1600-h/DSC04110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZcWRphOFaI/AAAAAAAAAVc/6DSu3Gdqy9w/s320/DSC04110.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302731578710824354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King and Queen of the hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZcWRo6FiBI/AAAAAAAAAVU/85ITc2USwMs/s1600-h/DSC04111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZcWRo6FiBI/AAAAAAAAAVU/85ITc2USwMs/s320/DSC04111.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302731578546685970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A view of our "Sledding Hill" from the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZcWQj-jrVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/0udSNVpFnc4/s1600-h/DSC04114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZcWQj-jrVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/0udSNVpFnc4/s320/DSC04114.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302731560043392338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Karson &amp; Abby after a slide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-5768782845408008366?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/5768782845408008366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=5768782845408008366' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/5768782845408008366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/5768782845408008366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/02/enough-already.html' title='EnOuGh AlReAdY!!'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZcWRIKphDI/AAAAAAAAAVM/6SeKC1hbTBs/s72-c/DSC04112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-7008852261666922063</id><published>2009-02-12T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T09:44:30.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CuTe CoRi &amp; BrYnLeE AgAiN!!!</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks age Abby was sick with strep, and our very thoughtful, cute Cori, and Brynlee sent her this get well soon basket.  They said that she looked awful, and wanted to cheer her up.  This is Abby's reaction when she found out that the delivery was for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZRbxVMzdWI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hqxqV95g6bA/s1600-h/DSC04071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZRbxVMzdWI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hqxqV95g6bA/s320/DSC04071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301963564384482658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brynlee knew just what princess was Abby's favorite for the second because it changes all of the time....but she got it SOOO RIGHT...Princess Jasmine!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZRbxBGY4lI/AAAAAAAAAS0/R6a8ugYMGKE/s1600-h/DSC04076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZRbxBGY4lI/AAAAAAAAAS0/R6a8ugYMGKE/s320/DSC04076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301963558988866130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the cutest basket ever!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZRbw2v1IlI/AAAAAAAAASs/2svO5Wm4D8A/s1600-h/DSC04075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZRbw2v1IlI/AAAAAAAAASs/2svO5Wm4D8A/s320/DSC04075.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301963556209893970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't sure that I wanted Abby to eat any of them because they were so cute, but I guess that defeits the purpose, and I am glad we did..those cookies were good!!  Thanks guys!! We love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZRbwvQ4E-I/AAAAAAAAASk/p_F4ja57ml0/s1600-h/DSC04077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZRbwvQ4E-I/AAAAAAAAASk/p_F4ja57ml0/s320/DSC04077.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301963554201015266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-7008852261666922063?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/7008852261666922063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=7008852261666922063' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/7008852261666922063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/7008852261666922063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/02/cute-cori-brynlee-again.html' title='CuTe CoRi &amp; BrYnLeE AgAiN!!!'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZRbxVMzdWI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hqxqV95g6bA/s72-c/DSC04071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-1844258835947863144</id><published>2009-02-12T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T09:17:46.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IceSkating</title><content type='html'>So, I am finally getting around to posting some pics of the fun day we had with Aaron cousin and his family that visited over Christmas from Minnesota.  Hockey is really big in Minnesota.  Aaron played in High School, and College, and is teaching Karson to skate to hopefully get involved in the future.  After watching Conner skate (he plays in Minnesota) Karson really wants to get better.&lt;br /&gt;This is Conner, Courtney, and Karson at the Olympic Oval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZRW1KuidsI/AAAAAAAAASc/aVBcNSBc8as/s1600-h/DSC03922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZRW1KuidsI/AAAAAAAAASc/aVBcNSBc8as/s320/DSC03922.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301958132734523074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Jerry holding Luke, and his wife Michelle.  Luke was VERY crabby that day...but all kids love Jerry!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZRW081-wQI/AAAAAAAAASU/Jp5-BiTe4TA/s1600-h/DSC03925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZRW081-wQI/AAAAAAAAASU/Jp5-BiTe4TA/s320/DSC03925.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301958129007640834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids skated pretty well.  Abby was loving the little walker/balancer they had.  It really helped her alot, and she was just about able to keep up with the other kids.  Conner was so cute to watch, and stay by her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZRW0hs-ZPI/AAAAAAAAASM/FDpt7hEy8gM/s1600-h/DSC03929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZRW0hs-ZPI/AAAAAAAAASM/FDpt7hEy8gM/s320/DSC03929.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301958121722111218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how Luke was for just about the whole two hours.  Very Pleasant!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZRW0SQBs0I/AAAAAAAAASE/fsAZKqQsO2o/s1600-h/DSC03931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZRW0SQBs0I/AAAAAAAAASE/fsAZKqQsO2o/s320/DSC03931.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301958117574161218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this one, Abby towards the end was practicing some figure skating moves.  Too cute.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZRW0NpsB1I/AAAAAAAAAR8/wGfuvfqbJlI/s1600-h/DSC03932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZRW0NpsB1I/AAAAAAAAAR8/wGfuvfqbJlI/s320/DSC03932.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301958116339615570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had such a great time with them, and wish we could see them alot more often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-1844258835947863144?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/1844258835947863144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=1844258835947863144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/1844258835947863144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/1844258835947863144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/02/iceskating.html' title='IceSkating'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SZRW1KuidsI/AAAAAAAAASc/aVBcNSBc8as/s72-c/DSC03922.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-3742679451516042506</id><published>2009-02-04T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T08:53:37.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HaVe i ToLd yOu LaTelY...</title><content type='html'>I apologize in advance for these ramblings of a very tired, and warn down mother who is in need of some reflection of her purpose.  Feel free to read ahead, or just enjoy the pictures.  I feel that I need to document this here so that it doesn't get colored on, or have juice spilled on it, mistakenly thrown away, or buried in a box somewhere.  I want to start with my Karson...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SYp0awWzFrI/AAAAAAAAARY/4jtvPXJCSWI/s1600-h/Karson+Train.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SYp0awWzFrI/AAAAAAAAARY/4jtvPXJCSWI/s320/Karson+Train.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299175914560755378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first born, my best big boy.  The protector. Have I told you lately how much of a help you are?  And that I love the way you interact with the other kids.  I love how you sneak in a cuddle, and then look around to make sure that noone else saw. I love that you love to learn, and to read.  Have I told you that you a wonderful example in the gospel for your family.  I am proud of your choice to be baptized. I love how much you love the lord. I love your sense of adventure...always looking toward the future, just like this picture.  Always remember how much I love you right now!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh Abby my Abby..you give new meaning to the song "Mama said their'd be days like this!" My Princess, My Little Girl, My Cheerleader, and my best Girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SYp0a9OB56I/AAAAAAAAARQ/Zc43ByfeJNU/s1600-h/DSC_7861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SYp0a9OB56I/AAAAAAAAARQ/Zc43ByfeJNU/s320/DSC_7861.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299175918013638562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that we can always stay as close as we are now.  Have I told you, that I do notice how hard you try to clean up your room all by yourself? And that I know it was an accident that you left your waxy lipstick in your pants pocket? I love the fun that we have just us.  I love to go get "Diet Coke" slurpees, and then go shoe shopping.  No one would guess your only 5.  I love your independant spirit, which also is the hardest part of being your mom. I would not change that for anything, as I am sure that Heavenly Father blessed you with that for some greater reason. Have I told you how much I love your imagination?  Your going to be a wonderful mother.  I love what a loving sister you are to Luke, and Karson (most of the time).  I love to watch the joy in your eyes when daddy tells you it's "Hot Tub Time".  I cherish the times that you sneak into bed with me when you think I'm asleep, and then wake me up with your big brown eyes.  What a way to greet the day. I love you!!&lt;br /&gt;And my Luke..the best surprise ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SYp0auu6FWI/AAAAAAAAARI/YegUh2NlUl8/s1600-h/2008_1225pamspictures0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SYp0auu6FWI/AAAAAAAAARI/YegUh2NlUl8/s320/2008_1225pamspictures0052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299175914125006178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my solice....my peacemaker.  Even though your so young, I love how we can communicate.  I love how you greet me every morning with a big "Hi", and huge toothless smile.  I love our cuddle times at night, just before bed (Dr. Lindsay is going to kill me if I don't quit giving you that bottle, but I just can't help it).  I love how you grab my cheeks, and then we touch foreheads, or rub noses.  You are such a loving boy.  I love that you have no fear, and a go get em look on life.  I hope that it stays with you. I love how you know exactly what you want, and will scream until we figure it out, and then are back to your happy self.  I am so glad that our Father in Heaven blessed me with such a wonderful gift. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;And Aaron, first of all this picture is the only one that we have with all five of us in it.  So Have I told you lately that I want a REAL FAMILY PICTURE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SYp0aWgf2hI/AAAAAAAAARA/v9dqPJF9kso/s1600-h/2008_1225pamspictures0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SYp0aWgf2hI/AAAAAAAAARA/v9dqPJF9kso/s320/2008_1225pamspictures0036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299175907622115858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I told you how lucky I am to have such a wonderful companion?  You are a wonderful provider, and head of our family.  Your are my best friend!!! I always know that you love me!!  It can be a glance in the midst of caios, or wisking me off on a moments notice for an adult weekend, or just an amped up fountain drink after a long day with the kids. Thank you for being my rock. I love the different relationships that you have with each of the kids. They all love you so much.  Thank you for respecting our differences, and letting me take the kids to church.  I hope someday you will fully understand how much that means to me.  I love you more than words.&lt;br /&gt;I am so blessed with such a wonderful family, and friends.  This move has really sent me for a loop, trying to find my place again...but I'm ALMOST back baby!!  Thanks for reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-3742679451516042506?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/3742679451516042506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=3742679451516042506' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/3742679451516042506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/3742679451516042506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/02/have-i-told-you-lately.html' title='HaVe i ToLd yOu LaTelY...'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SYp0awWzFrI/AAAAAAAAARY/4jtvPXJCSWI/s72-c/Karson+Train.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-6700844065355143783</id><published>2009-01-30T12:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T12:38:56.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mis-match Day  "Windjammer" Spirit 2009</title><content type='html'>It was spirit week at Karson's school this week, and one of the days was mis-match day.  Karson was so excited because he got to pick anything to wear that he wanted.  As you can see, he took full advantage.  I have to admit when Aaron told me about what he chose I was actually afraid for him Ha Ha, but he had a great time, and obviously has alot of school spirit, and loves his new school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SYNg99O4GJI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/byBSZPlhMIQ/s1600-h/DSC04070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SYNg99O4GJI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/byBSZPlhMIQ/s320/DSC04070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297184204243081362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SYNg92aq9YI/AAAAAAAAAQw/02Z8Gi6-z78/s1600-h/DSC04069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SYNg92aq9YI/AAAAAAAAAQw/02Z8Gi6-z78/s320/DSC04069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297184202413503874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-6700844065355143783?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/6700844065355143783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=6700844065355143783' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/6700844065355143783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/6700844065355143783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/01/mis-match-day-windjammer-spirit-2009.html' title='Mis-match Day  &quot;Windjammer&quot; Spirit 2009'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SYNg99O4GJI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/byBSZPlhMIQ/s72-c/DSC04070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-5365622099091638855</id><published>2009-01-30T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T12:35:20.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cocoa with the Cats</title><content type='html'>Karson, Abby, and I had a great time on our Annual Cocoa with the Cats at Hogle Zoo.  This is such a fun event, and eveyone should go.  It was a very rainy day...but no one was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SYNfnYQX0VI/AAAAAAAAAQg/8burz89cYek/s1600-h/DSC04040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SYNfnYQX0VI/AAAAAAAAAQg/8burz89cYek/s320/DSC04040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297182716848492882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karson wanted to take a picture with his elephant umbrella in front of the elephants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SYNfnqZfU2I/AAAAAAAAAQo/dvR7sOwcd8g/s1600-h/DSC04039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SYNfnqZfU2I/AAAAAAAAAQo/dvR7sOwcd8g/s320/DSC04039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297182721718571874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up in the Asian Highlands they had a booth where the kids made bird feeders out of pinecones, and peanut butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SYNfnLD0iQI/AAAAAAAAAQY/brFXO4EZkso/s1600-h/DSC04042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SYNfnLD0iQI/AAAAAAAAAQY/brFXO4EZkso/s320/DSC04042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297182713306188034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby liked the Linx's we were able to view these from the warmth of the Grandma's cabin in the Asian Highlands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SYNfm7k10bI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/7HWUr9f8Yzo/s1600-h/DSC04045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SYNfm7k10bI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/7HWUr9f8Yzo/s320/DSC04045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297182709149716914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some cocoa, we basically had the zoo to ourselves.  We had a great time, and hope to go again next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SYNfmp1A_6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/WApFPH2_wWU/s1600-h/DSC04047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SYNfmp1A_6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/WApFPH2_wWU/s320/DSC04047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297182704385720226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-5365622099091638855?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/5365622099091638855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=5365622099091638855' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/5365622099091638855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/5365622099091638855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/01/cocoa-with-cats.html' title='Cocoa with the Cats'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SYNfnYQX0VI/AAAAAAAAAQg/8burz89cYek/s72-c/DSC04040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-8162914767153939973</id><published>2009-01-16T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:48:43.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Northridge**Number One</title><content type='html'>So I thought that I would post some pics of tonight as well. This one is of Abby, Ally, and Micah their cheerleader buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SXFwCJvAsVI/AAAAAAAAAPo/dvD5yapjsXQ/s1600-h/DSC03992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SXFwCJvAsVI/AAAAAAAAAPo/dvD5yapjsXQ/s320/DSC03992.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292134219412189522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a pic of Abby, Ally, and our cute neighbor girl Kati.  Kati danced with the older girls.  Abby loves to hang out with Kati, and her older sis Jade, and another neighbor girl Maddie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SXFwCnbm8XI/AAAAAAAAAP4/qSkoi7ei_ek/s1600-h/DSC03977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SXFwCnbm8XI/AAAAAAAAAP4/qSkoi7ei_ek/s320/DSC03977.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292134227383873906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where all the cheer clinic girls sat and cheered for the first half of the game.  Very Cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SXFwCQzCCdI/AAAAAAAAAPw/JOq_AGka6HM/s1600-h/DSC03978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SXFwCQzCCdI/AAAAAAAAAPw/JOq_AGka6HM/s320/DSC03978.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292134221308103122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-8162914767153939973?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/8162914767153939973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=8162914767153939973' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/8162914767153939973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/8162914767153939973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/01/northridgenumber-one.html' title='Northridge**Number One'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SXFwCJvAsVI/AAAAAAAAAPo/dvD5yapjsXQ/s72-c/DSC03992.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-4463497051959928289</id><published>2009-01-16T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:34:05.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheerleading</title><content type='html'>So Abby has been to Cheerleading camp this week. She was able to do it with her Cousin Ally. They had so much fun, and tonight was their performance. The camera was acting wierd focusing in and out, sorry. The hard thing will be trying to explain how it was only a week long clinic, and that she doesn't get to go see the "girls" next week. It was a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-18ff6b472bd011ae" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D18ff6b472bd011ae%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331917857%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DBD216381385E2E437C145497A2143936F4BB999.314A059CED856778A8067C25EF93855DA21F693C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D18ff6b472bd011ae%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUsrYd7xb1sa_2RaPx6pIlfiyeyQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D18ff6b472bd011ae%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331917857%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DBD216381385E2E437C145497A2143936F4BB999.314A059CED856778A8067C25EF93855DA21F693C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D18ff6b472bd011ae%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUsrYd7xb1sa_2RaPx6pIlfiyeyQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-4463497051959928289?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=18ff6b472bd011ae&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/4463497051959928289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=4463497051959928289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/4463497051959928289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/4463497051959928289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/01/cheerleading.html' title='Cheerleading'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-4751141942343922853</id><published>2009-01-05T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T10:00:45.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't turn my back for 15 minutes</title><content type='html'>So Melissa and Ally came over today, and usually the girls are fighting with in about 10 minutes or so.  But today they were so cute, and Abby said, "Hey Ally, would you like to play over for a while?"  Of course she wanted to so Mel went home to get homework, and clothes for school.  She was only gone for about 15 minutes, I decided to tinker on the computer while she was gone.  When she got home and called for the girls, she said "Get your camera"  So I knew we were in for something great, and this is what we found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SWJJUv3_3oI/AAAAAAAAAPg/lxSaQrIn6bE/s1600-h/DSC03971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SWJJUv3_3oI/AAAAAAAAAPg/lxSaQrIn6bE/s320/DSC03971.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287869533283933826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that Abby may have a knack for this make-up thing (in horror films) ;)&lt;br /&gt;At least they are getting along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SWJJUCxDdrI/AAAAAAAAAPY/mZWv8qz5saY/s1600-h/DSC03973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SWJJUCxDdrI/AAAAAAAAAPY/mZWv8qz5saY/s320/DSC03973.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287869521175213746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422431875590439037-4751141942343922853?l=aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/feeds/4751141942343922853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422431875590439037&amp;postID=4751141942343922853' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/4751141942343922853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422431875590439037/posts/default/4751141942343922853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronandkristikunz.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-cant-turn-my-back-for-15-minutes.html' title='I can&apos;t turn my back for 15 minutes'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S7kwlxEUiFI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-OmqV9NysVo/S220/DSCF5942.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/SWJJUv3_3oI/AAAAAAAAAPg/lxSaQrIn6bE/s72-c/DSC03971.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
