<?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-1337944480889176011</id><updated>2011-12-22T21:06:35.493-08:00</updated><category term='eyes'/><category term='Spiritual Experience'/><category term='Funnies'/><category term='Joseph'/><category term='Girls camp'/><category term='Rose'/><category term='Daniel'/><category term='Utah'/><category term='learning'/><category term='William'/><category term='Michael'/><title type='text'>Muldowneys in Motion</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jeremiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04711355589387599772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUXkDsAUC1A/SORGEbf-C4I/AAAAAAAAAjs/tzaxTH7qn0w/S220/_MG_5711.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>252</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-2507398959040232192</id><published>2011-12-01T20:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T21:00:43.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Times</title><content type='html'>Last night we received &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;tons&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of snow. Happy December 1st. So today was a nice slippery mess. As I was leaving to go get the kids from school&amp;nbsp;my sister, Carrie, was leaving my house at the same time and was driving right behind me. I came to a stop sign right as she called me on my cell phone. As I tried to move I realized the ice was too slick and I was stuck&amp;nbsp;so I &amp;nbsp;told her. So she asked if I wanted a push. Pretty soon I feel and hear&amp;nbsp;her bumper hit my bumper and we both hit our gas. I slowly started moving and we&amp;nbsp;started giggling so hard about Carries great plan. The best part was some teenage boy was crossing the street as this was happening. His mouth kind of hung open with a "what in the world" kind of look. That got us giggling even harder. Good times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-2507398959040232192?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/2507398959040232192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=2507398959040232192&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/2507398959040232192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/2507398959040232192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/12/funny-times.html' title='Funny Times'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-4781411384227964882</id><published>2011-11-29T10:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T10:58:20.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonder of Wonders, Miracle of  Miracles</title><content type='html'>I realize I have not posted about Joseph and his eyes for&amp;nbsp;a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Two months ago we took Joseph down to Salt Lake City&amp;nbsp;for a check up. His eyes were not looking good. There was&amp;nbsp;junk building up in his eyes again. His vision in one of his eyes was 20/400 with his glasses on. Our doctor decided he to&amp;nbsp;put him&amp;nbsp;back on a medicine and to start a whole new medicine that will hopefully clear up his eyes completely.&amp;nbsp; We put him back on the medicine right away. The other medicine we had to see another doctor&amp;nbsp;and do some testing before he is allowed to go on it. It has the possibility of&amp;nbsp;some nasty side effects. I have been kind of&amp;nbsp;dragging my feet about getting all the testing done because I am not sure if I want Joseph on the medicine. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;We took Joseph again to the doctor a month ago and saw the other specialist about the new medicine. I still didn't feel much better about putting him on the medicine. But in between these two visits Rose had broken Joseph's glasses. And between Josephs teacher and me we realized he was reading better and much less stress with out his glasses. So when he had his vision checked this time it was 20/80 in that same eye. We were all amazed. And as his teacher said "it was a miracle".&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Joseph just&amp;nbsp;had another check up yesterday&amp;nbsp;in Salt&amp;nbsp;Lake City and wonder of wonders his vision is still improving.&amp;nbsp;His vision is now 20/50 in one eye and 20/60 in the other. At one point&amp;nbsp;the doctors told us he would never have better vision the 20/80 in either eye. Well that&amp;nbsp;little boy just proved&amp;nbsp;them wrong. As we were driving home from Salt Lake City&amp;nbsp;I was listening to the &lt;a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/sessions/2011/10?lang=eng"&gt;October Conference&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;on CD there was a talk (I can't remember who it was), that said &lt;br /&gt;"there are things in this world that won't matter in the life here after and if they do matter the Lord will provide a way for them to work out." &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;After hearing this I realized that Joseph life is in the Lords hands.&amp;nbsp;Joseph has been given&amp;nbsp;some amazing promises through blessings that he has received. I have to have&amp;nbsp;faith in this. I know what ever happens it will be God's will and Joseph will be a better stronger person for it. So tomorrow&amp;nbsp;he&amp;nbsp;will have&amp;nbsp;a TB test&amp;nbsp;done.&amp;nbsp;And we will go from there to get him on his new medicine. Please keep my sweet boy in your prayers. He is so strong and faithful. He amazes me often with the gospel insight he has.&amp;nbsp;I know through the power of prayer&amp;nbsp;Joseph and our family will be that much&amp;nbsp;stronger.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;We head back down to Salt Lake City in two months. They were kind enough to give us a Christmas break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-4781411384227964882?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/4781411384227964882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=4781411384227964882&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/4781411384227964882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/4781411384227964882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/11/wonder-of-wonders-miracle-of-miracles.html' title='Wonder of Wonders, Miracle of  Miracles'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-3753267323106748312</id><published>2011-11-24T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T19:59:43.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are enjoying our......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u2ySb2QZr3g/Ts7CBIOdgXI/AAAAAAAAA5w/LoQjAoL4NFE/s1600/Turkey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="114" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u2ySb2QZr3g/Ts7CBIOdgXI/AAAAAAAAA5w/LoQjAoL4NFE/s320/Turkey.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Are you????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-3753267323106748312?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/3753267323106748312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=3753267323106748312&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/3753267323106748312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/3753267323106748312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u2ySb2QZr3g/Ts7CBIOdgXI/AAAAAAAAA5w/LoQjAoL4NFE/s72-c/Turkey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-7064066213749161789</id><published>2011-11-22T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T21:00:08.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am thankful for.....</title><content type='html'>..... Friends who will do canning&amp;nbsp;with me. It makes the job so much more fun and the time flies by. This year I was able to do canning with 4 different friends and 3 of them I taught how to can. Thanks my darling friends for the good times. I look forward to next year(even though 1 said she won't do it again =}).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-7064066213749161789?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/7064066213749161789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=7064066213749161789&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/7064066213749161789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/7064066213749161789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-thankful-for_22.html' title='I am thankful for.....'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-9015480071302976905</id><published>2011-11-21T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T20:37:08.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am thankful for....</title><content type='html'>.... Family time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v337UtkZ4UA/TssjX07JrMI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/CxbEn_vNRdI/s1600/November+2011+014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v337UtkZ4UA/TssjX07JrMI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/CxbEn_vNRdI/s320/November+2011+014.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We don't always get a lot of it because of Jeremiah's schedule. When we do get it we eat it up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-9015480071302976905?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/9015480071302976905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=9015480071302976905&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/9015480071302976905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/9015480071302976905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-thankful-for_4982.html' title='I am thankful for....'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v337UtkZ4UA/TssjX07JrMI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/CxbEn_vNRdI/s72-c/November+2011+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-6069160726857572903</id><published>2011-11-21T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T20:34:26.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am thankful for.....</title><content type='html'>..... Service.&lt;br /&gt;I have had the blessings of receiving service and giving service. &lt;br /&gt;The other day Isabelle come home with some Chex Mix from our neighbor across the street. We asked her why she was given it and she said because she was shoveling their driveway. Then she ran back outside. As I peered out the window I was filled with joy as I watch Isabelle pick back up her shovel and continue to shovel their driveway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N6hufE8et_M/TsskeosYedI/AAAAAAAAA5g/-_3Qtk8Ihts/s1600/November+2011+012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N6hufE8et_M/TsskeosYedI/AAAAAAAAA5g/-_3Qtk8Ihts/s320/November+2011+012.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LiKe2TdHhDg/TsskuF5RUwI/AAAAAAAAA5o/HrTdMYrWDK0/s1600/November+2011+013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LiKe2TdHhDg/TsskuF5RUwI/AAAAAAAAA5o/HrTdMYrWDK0/s320/November+2011+013.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;She didn't stop until she had cleared off the whole drive. She even started cleaning off their other driveway(which is much bigger and longer) but then decided she was done. The next day I received a call from our neighbor, Sister Sorenson, telling me how much she loved and appreciated Isabelle's service. I was so proud of my little girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-6069160726857572903?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/6069160726857572903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=6069160726857572903&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/6069160726857572903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/6069160726857572903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-thankful-for_984.html' title='I am thankful for.....'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N6hufE8et_M/TsskeosYedI/AAAAAAAAA5g/-_3Qtk8Ihts/s72-c/November+2011+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-7960526106295621549</id><published>2011-11-21T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T20:24:51.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am thankful for .......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;.... Temples&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/Y4rkuKBDg4E/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y4rkuKBDg4E&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y4rkuKBDg4E&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for the blessing of temples on the earth today. I was sealed to my sweetheart and&amp;nbsp;bestfriend for all Eternity. And our children are sealed to us. What great blessing can there be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-7960526106295621549?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/7960526106295621549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=7960526106295621549&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/7960526106295621549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/7960526106295621549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-thankful-for_5072.html' title='I am thankful for .......'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-5348690408330346936</id><published>2011-11-21T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T20:21:06.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am thankful for....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;...... my new glove and hat holder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qeI1rmOwN30/Tssi17EYobI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/uhHVNH9PG-E/s1600/November+2011+011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qeI1rmOwN30/Tssi17EYobI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/uhHVNH9PG-E/s320/November+2011+011.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;All it is, is a shoe hanger.Our closet is way less messy now. And the kids can easily find and put away their stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-5348690408330346936?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/5348690408330346936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=5348690408330346936&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/5348690408330346936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/5348690408330346936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-thankful-for_8089.html' title='I am thankful for....'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qeI1rmOwN30/Tssi17EYobI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/uhHVNH9PG-E/s72-c/November+2011+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-972697409049366333</id><published>2011-11-21T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T20:17:56.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am thankful for.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;.... a sewing machine and the talent to know how to use it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6zzN3dSRtSs/Tssh6TYYCPI/AAAAAAAAA5I/lVvZJX62bg0/s1600/November+2011+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6zzN3dSRtSs/Tssh6TYYCPI/AAAAAAAAA5I/lVvZJX62bg0/s320/November+2011+005.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-972697409049366333?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/972697409049366333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=972697409049366333&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/972697409049366333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/972697409049366333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-thankful-for_1845.html' title='I am thankful for.....'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6zzN3dSRtSs/Tssh6TYYCPI/AAAAAAAAA5I/lVvZJX62bg0/s72-c/November+2011+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-3879585178500284580</id><published>2011-11-20T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T20:02:24.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am thankful for...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;..... Gratitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mptj4IQCBwE/TssalK5IphI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/sNAN6fcgGxY/s1600/November+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mptj4IQCBwE/TssalK5IphI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/sNAN6fcgGxY/s400/November+2011.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was given a little book with 30 days of gratitude quotes at a Relief Society activity based completely around gratitude. Amazing activity. Amazing little book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Every morning to go along with scripture reading we have been reading a quote about gratitude. Afterwords we discuss it and then everyone gets to say something the are grateful for and we put it on our &lt;a href="http://blogs.babble.com/the-new-home-ec/2011/11/01/25-thanksgiving-crafts-to-be-grateful-for/?pid=6306#slideshow"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Thankful Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; It has been a really fun experience for our family. As you can see it is getting pretty full. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-3879585178500284580?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/3879585178500284580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=3879585178500284580&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/3879585178500284580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/3879585178500284580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-thankful-for_21.html' title='I am thankful for...'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mptj4IQCBwE/TssalK5IphI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/sNAN6fcgGxY/s72-c/November+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-5791389589454396293</id><published>2011-11-19T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T20:14:18.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am thankful for....</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;..... Sledding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sgRPpR6hfbw/TssgLdHBjuI/AAAAAAAAA5A/UfRbVwUovkQ/s1600/November+2011+017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sgRPpR6hfbw/TssgLdHBjuI/AAAAAAAAA5A/UfRbVwUovkQ/s320/November+2011+017.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9tjkAFBX4Bc/Tssf5f3G46I/AAAAAAAAA4w/KrALQwuxqdg/s1600/November+2011+016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9tjkAFBX4Bc/Tssf5f3G46I/AAAAAAAAA4w/KrALQwuxqdg/s320/November+2011+016.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fFRW_7SIKYs/TssgCZJb4lI/AAAAAAAAA44/7i-PWz4jjGk/s1600/November+2011+019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fFRW_7SIKYs/TssgCZJb4lI/AAAAAAAAA44/7i-PWz4jjGk/s320/November+2011+019.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x8TAOymMpu4/Tssfe83MFVI/AAAAAAAAA4g/UTY1U7w3fZA/s1600/November+2011+020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x8TAOymMpu4/Tssfe83MFVI/AAAAAAAAA4g/UTY1U7w3fZA/s320/November+2011+020.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-66jttQb5vDI/TssftAkIPBI/AAAAAAAAA4o/HAP336I_cvY/s1600/November+2011+023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-66jttQb5vDI/TssftAkIPBI/AAAAAAAAA4o/HAP336I_cvY/s320/November+2011+023.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-5791389589454396293?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/5791389589454396293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=5791389589454396293&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/5791389589454396293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/5791389589454396293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-thankful-for_19.html' title='I am thankful for....'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sgRPpR6hfbw/TssgLdHBjuI/AAAAAAAAA5A/UfRbVwUovkQ/s72-c/November+2011+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-3924807263905461200</id><published>2011-11-18T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T20:03:44.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am thankful for....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VtFDR7m9Li4/TsmIYdvAB0I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/wdvhohM5ZDc/s1600/November+2011+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VtFDR7m9Li4/TsmIYdvAB0I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/wdvhohM5ZDc/s320/November+2011+010.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;.....Snow. doesn't that face say it all?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-3924807263905461200?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/3924807263905461200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=3924807263905461200&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/3924807263905461200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/3924807263905461200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-thankful-for_8780.html' title='I am thankful for....'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VtFDR7m9Li4/TsmIYdvAB0I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/wdvhohM5ZDc/s72-c/November+2011+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-1267777929022920202</id><published>2011-11-17T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T14:58:28.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Thankful for........</title><content type='html'>..... Good Health.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday night I spent a good bit of the night in the bathroom with my head in the toliet ( I know you all wanted to know that). Then Wednesday I spent most of the day on the couch trying to take care of little Rose and recouperating. I am glad today that I am feeling much better and am able to take care of all my little one and clean my house with out wanting to pass out.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to note that Jeremiah was amazing. He got home from work Wednesday morning at 7:30 a.m. and finished getting the kids ready and off to school then slept through the day. Once school was out he took care of the kids and made dinner and cleaned up all before he headed back to work again at 8:30. What a great man I married.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-1267777929022920202?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/1267777929022920202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=1267777929022920202&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/1267777929022920202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/1267777929022920202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-thankful-for_17.html' title='I am Thankful for........'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-7011819672240874343</id><published>2011-11-11T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T15:16:56.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am thankful for.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;......Pizza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iyzCssD8NjM/Tsl_wh61lyI/AAAAAAAAA4I/_BsTcLlbwmE/s1600/November+2011+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iyzCssD8NjM/Tsl_wh61lyI/AAAAAAAAA4I/_BsTcLlbwmE/s320/November+2011+004.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We just found a new recipe, &lt;a href="http://smells-like-home.com/2010/12/buffalo-chicken-pizza/"&gt;Buffalo Chicken Pizza&lt;/a&gt;﻿. It is amazing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-7011819672240874343?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/7011819672240874343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=7011819672240874343&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/7011819672240874343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/7011819672240874343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-thankful-for_20.html' title='I am thankful for.....'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iyzCssD8NjM/Tsl_wh61lyI/AAAAAAAAA4I/_BsTcLlbwmE/s72-c/November+2011+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-3241334158014188639</id><published>2011-11-09T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T08:21:51.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am thankful for....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;a living Prophet....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;What a blessing to know that we have a Prophet on earth at this time who speaks&amp;nbsp;for our Heavenly Father.&amp;nbsp;I always feel so blessed when I get to sit down and listen to General Conference and hear our&amp;nbsp;prophet speak. Sometimes I want to yell out our door&amp;nbsp;"Hey&amp;nbsp;did&amp;nbsp;you know that the prophet of God is&amp;nbsp;speaking right now? Hurry go listen" I think that is what&amp;nbsp;it was like when King Benjamin spoke and all the people&amp;nbsp;gathered to hear him. I&amp;nbsp;could&amp;nbsp;just imagine&amp;nbsp;people grabbing their loved ones saying "come on hurry&amp;nbsp;our prophet is speaking. Let's go hear what our Heavenly Father wants us to know".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/H3zbCFutads/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H3zbCFutads&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H3zbCFutads&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is part of the first talk the President Thomas S. Monson gave as an Apostle. It is so sweet and humble. What an amazing man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;On&amp;nbsp; LDS.org there are&amp;nbsp;testimonies from all the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/study/prophets-speak-today/unto-all-the-world/prophets-of-the-restoration?lang=eng"&gt;Prophets&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;of this dispensation. What a blessing to be able to read, hear and watch these amazing men. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I will leave you with my favorite by Joseph Smith Jr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;"And now, after the many testimonies which have been given of him, this is the testimony, last of all, which we give of him: That he lives!” ,(Doctrine and Covenants 76:22).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-3241334158014188639?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/3241334158014188639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=3241334158014188639&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/3241334158014188639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/3241334158014188639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-thankful-for_09.html' title='I am thankful for....'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-5051457928573266018</id><published>2011-11-07T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T22:50:46.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am thankful for......</title><content type='html'>...my Parents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RSOLKTRFXRc/TrjOosHgL9I/AAAAAAAAA34/3pEU17HSFRM/s1600/Family+Pictures+December+2008+161.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RSOLKTRFXRc/TrjOosHgL9I/AAAAAAAAA34/3pEU17HSFRM/s320/Family+Pictures+December+2008+161.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;They have been so kind and giving to me. They have raised me with a knowledge of God and Jesus Christ. They have been there for me when times have been tough. And they have been there at times of pure joy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IemiabzdstE/TrjP6FFANwI/AAAAAAAAA4A/eSakb4A4lYc/s1600/DSC00634.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IemiabzdstE/TrjP6FFANwI/AAAAAAAAA4A/eSakb4A4lYc/s320/DSC00634.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you Mom and Dad for being good to me. For teaching me. For loving me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You are wonderful parents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-5051457928573266018?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/5051457928573266018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=5051457928573266018&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/5051457928573266018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/5051457928573266018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-thankful-for_07.html' title='I am thankful for......'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RSOLKTRFXRc/TrjOosHgL9I/AAAAAAAAA34/3pEU17HSFRM/s72-c/Family+Pictures+December+2008+161.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-5432482066076094779</id><published>2011-11-06T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T21:39:42.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am thankful for....</title><content type='html'>....... The &lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures?lang=eng"&gt;scriptures&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/2011/10/the-power-of-scripture?lang=eng"&gt;Richard G Scott&lt;/a&gt; said in the last General Conference....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="kicker" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scriptures are like packets &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kicker" style="text-align: center;"&gt;of light that illuminate our minds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kicker" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and give place to guidance &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kicker" style="text-align: center;"&gt;and inspiration from on high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kicker" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kicker" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kicker" style="text-align: left;"&gt;My wards&amp;nbsp;Relief Society is reading the Book of Mormon in 100 day. We are on day 68. It has been an amazing experience to read it so quickly. I feel so blessed to have the scriptures, that I am able to read them anytime I want. Richard G Scott encouraged us to read all the scriptures we are blessed with and to memorize scriptures. This is something that I will be working on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-5432482066076094779?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/5432482066076094779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=5432482066076094779&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/5432482066076094779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/5432482066076094779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-thankful-for_5257.html' title='I am thankful for....'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-6441278826962122693</id><published>2011-11-05T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T22:00:35.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wzq7fk_txpc/TrYQ-B6lmSI/AAAAAAAAA3A/m9D2BKv0TN8/s1600/Sept-Oct+042.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wzq7fk_txpc/TrYQ-B6lmSI/AAAAAAAAA3A/m9D2BKv0TN8/s400/Sept-Oct+042.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pQMQYcvdnZE/TrYRN4PXg6I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/ZjwL4GF-0ag/s1600/Sept-Oct+044.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pQMQYcvdnZE/TrYRN4PXg6I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/ZjwL4GF-0ag/s200/Sept-Oct+044.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x1PhZi-ogu0/TrYRFf0PozI/AAAAAAAAA3I/awf6Uk-lNvo/s1600/Sept-Oct+043.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; height: 152px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; width: 201px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x1PhZi-ogu0/TrYRFf0PozI/AAAAAAAAA3I/awf6Uk-lNvo/s200/Sept-Oct+043.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;This year I really got into canning. We had such an abundant garden and we tried our best to use it all and we had very little go to waste. If we weren't able to eat it quick enough it was canned. This year we canned, peach jam, pear jam, mango raspberry jam, peach raspberry jam, pickles, crushed tomatoes, pears, applesauce, pickled zucchini, relish, salsa Verde, salsa, tomato sauce, peaches, apple pie filling, chipotle salsa,&amp;nbsp; peach pie filling.... I think that was it..... I can't remember if there is anything else. I am not quite done. I have a box of apples waiting for me under my counter. But Jeremiah got tired of having no counter space so he made me take pictures and put it all in the storage room. It great trying new things. We are excited to see what we like and what we will do next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-6441278826962122693?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/6441278826962122693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=6441278826962122693&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/6441278826962122693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/6441278826962122693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/11/canning.html' title='Canning'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wzq7fk_txpc/TrYQ-B6lmSI/AAAAAAAAA3A/m9D2BKv0TN8/s72-c/Sept-Oct+042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-5511296512449715387</id><published>2011-11-05T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T22:53:46.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am thankful for......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/JOrcqqpHCt8/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JOrcqqpHCt8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JOrcqqpHCt8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for the knowledge that I am a child of God. He loves me and wants me to return to him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-5511296512449715387?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/5511296512449715387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=5511296512449715387&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/5511296512449715387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/5511296512449715387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-thankful-for.html' title='I am thankful for......'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-808720058877104192</id><published>2011-11-04T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T22:54:11.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am thankful for......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MIev0ZQIKFw/TrdptXykVsI/AAAAAAAAA3w/HfUCyDsvsi0/s1600/Family+Pictures+December+2008+200.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;.....My home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It may not seem much to some but it is mine&amp;nbsp;and it brings me great joy to have a place of peace and comfort to raise my family in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MIev0ZQIKFw/TrdptXykVsI/AAAAAAAAA3w/HfUCyDsvsi0/s320/Family+Pictures+December+2008+200.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-808720058877104192?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/808720058877104192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=808720058877104192&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/808720058877104192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/808720058877104192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-thankful-for_1264.html' title='I am thankful for......'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MIev0ZQIKFw/TrdptXykVsI/AAAAAAAAA3w/HfUCyDsvsi0/s72-c/Family+Pictures+December+2008+200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-3978324501596164031</id><published>2011-11-03T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T22:54:29.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am thankful for.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;..... BREAD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z72Mcgsxuso/TrdozJZPfzI/AAAAAAAAA3o/9n5QU_fO3h8/s1600/Summer+2011+101.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z72Mcgsxuso/TrdozJZPfzI/AAAAAAAAA3o/9n5QU_fO3h8/s320/Summer+2011+101.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Who isn't. The best is when it come fresh out of my oven. I am thankful for the talent and knowledge to make healthy, fresh homemade bread for my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-3978324501596164031?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/3978324501596164031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=3978324501596164031&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/3978324501596164031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/3978324501596164031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-thankful-for_7110.html' title='I am thankful for.......'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z72Mcgsxuso/TrdozJZPfzI/AAAAAAAAA3o/9n5QU_fO3h8/s72-c/Summer+2011+101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-5107380140804725022</id><published>2011-11-02T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T22:54:50.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am thankful for........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OxZLZ0oT46k/TrdnZTQzNXI/AAAAAAAAA3g/DaodnPCeUA0/s1600/Sept-Oct+035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OxZLZ0oT46k/TrdnZTQzNXI/AAAAAAAAA3g/DaodnPCeUA0/s320/Sept-Oct+035.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My Piano. This was my family's piano growing up. I learned (the little I know) to play on this piano.&amp;nbsp;When my parents moved up to Montana I inherited it(They didn't want to try to move it). It is a blessing to have this instrument in our home. Often times one of the kids, Jeremiah or I will be sitting at it playing it. I am trying to get good at playing hymn. Jeremiah has been working on Christmas music. JOY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-5107380140804725022?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/5107380140804725022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=5107380140804725022&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/5107380140804725022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/5107380140804725022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-thankful-for_5818.html' title='I am thankful for........'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OxZLZ0oT46k/TrdnZTQzNXI/AAAAAAAAA3g/DaodnPCeUA0/s72-c/Sept-Oct+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-4856185500516310266</id><published>2011-11-01T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T22:56:53.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am thankful for........</title><content type='html'>I love that my sister-in-law Ann is doing this so I thought I would copy her. She is so worth copying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Ooh I will start with Ann... I am so thankful for her. Every time I leave her home I feel the great desire to be a better person. She is a great mother, loving wife, a good friend and an amazing example. She works hard to be her best. I wouldn't mind being like her when I grow up.&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sKDqrRcthHM/TrdlAkiLKxI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/6SjONbCHJaM/s1600/July+2011+130.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sKDqrRcthHM/TrdlAkiLKxI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/6SjONbCHJaM/s320/July+2011+130.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't find a picture of Ann (surprise surprise she is always behind the camera) So I thought I would put up this picture of her big boy Isaac with my big boys that Ann took.&lt;br /&gt;Look at those muscles&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ann I love you!!!! I am so thankful you married Ryan. You are a blessing to the whole Muldowney clan....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-4856185500516310266?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/4856185500516310266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=4856185500516310266&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/4856185500516310266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/4856185500516310266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-thankful-for_06.html' title='I am thankful for........'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sKDqrRcthHM/TrdlAkiLKxI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/6SjONbCHJaM/s72-c/July+2011+130.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-7943525064712957924</id><published>2011-11-01T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T22:56:24.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>July</title><content type='html'>﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CThbr82Zu-w/TrKvdj87M8I/AAAAAAAAA0o/oAlOH3j1SWU/s1600/38.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CThbr82Zu-w/TrKvdj87M8I/AAAAAAAAA0o/oAlOH3j1SWU/s320/38.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another float&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿I am trying to catch up on my blogging. Here is some of the fun we had in July. I am having a hard time getting my pictures in order, so please forgive me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started July heading to Sheridan to spend the 4th with Ryan and Ann. We had tons of fun(as we always do. We made floats, had a parade, played in the water, ate tasty food, and shot off fire works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FFy5Kx4PQ1I/TrKxGsNV-OI/AAAAAAAAA04/wT5x0tY8ap4/s1600/76.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FFy5Kx4PQ1I/TrKxGsNV-OI/AAAAAAAAA04/wT5x0tY8ap4/s320/76.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know how William does it but he some how enbodies the ideal of summer&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qO0OzRLmpNQ/TrKx1dYDPyI/AAAAAAAAA1I/mZuvwTHqsBY/s1600/004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qO0OzRLmpNQ/TrKx1dYDPyI/AAAAAAAAA1I/mZuvwTHqsBY/s320/004.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Making Icecream&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cQ8LnFacNEY/TrK5NAwyVXI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/4KiupfbAgXk/s1600/Summer+2011+108.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cQ8LnFacNEY/TrK5NAwyVXI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/4KiupfbAgXk/s320/Summer+2011+108.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Joy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mvurpxU8ju0/TrK2qICW2WI/AAAAAAAAA2I/g2vdYAETEyY/s1600/July+2011+203.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mvurpxU8ju0/TrK2qICW2WI/AAAAAAAAA2I/g2vdYAETEyY/s320/July+2011+203.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rose decided she does like the water&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v4Y4DCQZYV0/TrKv4YhlS_I/AAAAAAAAA0w/rLUrvTCJvr4/s1600/35.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v4Y4DCQZYV0/TrKv4YhlS_I/AAAAAAAAA0w/rLUrvTCJvr4/s320/35.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heres our Float&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ISsjtH6n7S8/TrKy1R_-v4I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/D2HIcvzPk3s/s1600/31.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ISsjtH6n7S8/TrKy1R_-v4I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/D2HIcvzPk3s/s320/31.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Keep blowing Joseph&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿﻿﻿ &lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿ ﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n8e_Uow2qFA/TrKvHrSKIpI/AAAAAAAAA0g/95lM6Qy3eCY/s1600/64.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n8e_Uow2qFA/TrKvHrSKIpI/AAAAAAAAA0g/95lM6Qy3eCY/s320/64.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will and Unc Ryan enjoying almost &lt;br /&gt;being hit by a firework&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ ﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ ﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ We also had the joy of being there as Ryan blessed his new baby girl Claire. It was beautiful and we were so thankful to be ther for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1hPjs01JH7w/TrK2Yy1GBpI/AAAAAAAAA2A/_Q4gu3LmKZY/s1600/July+2011+204.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1hPjs01JH7w/TrK2Yy1GBpI/AAAAAAAAA2A/_Q4gu3LmKZY/s320/July+2011+204.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;All the cousins(but Rose) for the blessing&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l94Lpvmnl7c/TrKxfvtMnsI/AAAAAAAAA1A/b8Nb9cG8VGY/s1600/001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l94Lpvmnl7c/TrKxfvtMnsI/AAAAAAAAA1A/b8Nb9cG8VGY/s200/001.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beautiful Rose&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I got to go to girls camp again this year. &amp;nbsp;I have many photos but decided to post just theses two. I was the ward camp director this year.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eET8z_QVMQg/TrKzURZvGgI/AAAAAAAAA1g/c3vQL99T1oY/s1600/July+2011+101.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eET8z_QVMQg/TrKzURZvGgI/AAAAAAAAA1g/c3vQL99T1oY/s320/July+2011+101.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My assistant Tanya and Me&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;These ladies were the best thing there. I had some ups and downs and they were always right behind me helping thing flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OJGm48NNi8g/TrK2BWJzt_I/AAAAAAAAA14/1JYdzm2AXdU/s1600/July+2011+056.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OJGm48NNi8g/TrK2BWJzt_I/AAAAAAAAA14/1JYdzm2AXdU/s320/July+2011+056.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;My other assistant Kristine&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;My sister and her kids came to visit for about 3 weeks. We always love having them around. We had many fun days swimming. We also made our way up to the falls.﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JN7pAVvixoc/TrK51M3IDkI/AAAAAAAAA2o/qpiioJxExC8/s1600/Summer+2011+126.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JN7pAVvixoc/TrK51M3IDkI/AAAAAAAAA2o/qpiioJxExC8/s320/Summer+2011+126.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Carrie and me enjoying the falls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My sis Julia and her kids came a weekend and I couldn't help getting a picture of her little girl with&amp;nbsp;Rose&amp;nbsp;﻿﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u3JUJeeMhJA/TrK5ltxNZuI/AAAAAAAAA2g/NWh4CVYBWbQ/s1600/July+2011+112.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u3JUJeeMhJA/TrK5ltxNZuI/AAAAAAAAA2g/NWh4CVYBWbQ/s320/July+2011+112.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rose and Cousin Alexis (29 day apart)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oZWGLRcH7fo/TrK14_7zz4I/AAAAAAAAA1w/GXrN6rg2hLg/s1600/July+2011+148.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oZWGLRcH7fo/TrK14_7zz4I/AAAAAAAAA1w/GXrN6rg2hLg/s320/July+2011+148.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mike and Joe turn the big 8&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't Rose cute? These are the rest of the pictures I couldn't get in order. Enjoy.﻿ ﻿﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;&gt;&amp;lt;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vzPZbqmPxHs/TrLU4mxCasI/AAAAAAAAA2w/Juu91bJUpLw/s1600/48.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vzPZbqmPxHs/TrLU4mxCasI/AAAAAAAAA2w/Juu91bJUpLw/s320/48.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lt1XICdnQ_4/TrLVLIjgISI/AAAAAAAAA24/-csHL973ekc/s1600/Summer+2011+115.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lt1XICdnQ_4/TrLVLIjgISI/AAAAAAAAA24/-csHL973ekc/s320/Summer+2011+115.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--d-bHcBD7Rc/TrK5bl3yLLI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/2PwJZcXcJNo/s1600/July+2011+191.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--d-bHcBD7Rc/TrK5bl3yLLI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/2PwJZcXcJNo/s320/July+2011+191.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XorOKKMlGbI/TrK1tDBw_HI/AAAAAAAAA1o/8ksmR-73_P4/s1600/July+2011+179.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XorOKKMlGbI/TrK1tDBw_HI/AAAAAAAAA1o/8ksmR-73_P4/s320/July+2011+179.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;&gt;&amp;lt;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;&amp;gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fun in the Water&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-7943525064712957924?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/7943525064712957924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=7943525064712957924&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/7943525064712957924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/7943525064712957924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/11/july.html' title='July'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CThbr82Zu-w/TrKvdj87M8I/AAAAAAAAA0o/oAlOH3j1SWU/s72-c/38.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-4059429688687392856</id><published>2011-10-02T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T16:00:03.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wyoming is getting a Temple</title><content type='html'>In General Conference yesterday President Monson announced that we were getting a temple in Star Valley, Wyoming. I am so excited about this announcement. This is the first temple in Wyoming. Unfortunately it is over 5 hours away from Casper. Which makes 3 other temples still closer but not in Wyoming. I still feel as it is a great blessing. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our Stake President told us we have to have 2 stakes in Casper to be considered for a temple. I kept feeling as listening to conference this weekend that I have work I can personally do to help make this happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-4059429688687392856?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/4059429688687392856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=4059429688687392856&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/4059429688687392856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/4059429688687392856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/10/wyoming-is-getting-temple.html' title='Wyoming is getting a Temple'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-6123453503166041095</id><published>2011-09-11T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T19:25:10.643-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rose'/><title type='text'>1-Year-Old Rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ovBFyO9I77A/Tm1p7bG2bcI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/Oka8QiNZVNk/s1600/IMG_4861.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ovBFyO9I77A/Tm1p7bG2bcI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/Oka8QiNZVNk/s400/IMG_4861.jpg" width="340" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ho3GmoMNaTU/Tm1qATBmYyI/AAAAAAAAA0U/DKoJzSKSDSg/s1600/IMG_4868.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ho3GmoMNaTU/Tm1qATBmYyI/AAAAAAAAA0U/DKoJzSKSDSg/s640/IMG_4868.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KVQRZJE40jM/Tm1qGi6_GPI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/cDc8y_K-vNM/s1600/IMG_4923.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KVQRZJE40jM/Tm1qGi6_GPI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/cDc8y_K-vNM/s640/IMG_4923.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-6123453503166041095?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/6123453503166041095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=6123453503166041095&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/6123453503166041095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/6123453503166041095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/09/1-year-old-rose.html' title='1-Year-Old Rose'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ovBFyO9I77A/Tm1p7bG2bcI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/Oka8QiNZVNk/s72-c/IMG_4861.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-7429945775090548010</id><published>2011-07-14T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T11:47:31.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Casper Chase</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-44NI0OjuNEk/Th837r3a35I/AAAAAAAAA0M/l_EfeWpZBiI/s1600/IMG-20110712-00007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-44NI0OjuNEk/Th837r3a35I/AAAAAAAAA0M/l_EfeWpZBiI/s320/IMG-20110712-00007.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So on Sunday my friend asked if I wanted to run in&amp;nbsp;a 5k. So on &amp;nbsp;Tuesday we ran the Casper Chase before the parade.It was for an awesome cause. It was for all the families of fallen soldiers from Casper. One of them was a friend of mine from High school so it was so nice to remember him and do something for his family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am not sure what my time was but I felt great. I kept pace with another lady running. We were almost to the finish line and she turned to me and said "Lets finish this strong I know you have it in you" I said "okay" and started sprinting. I heard her&amp;nbsp;behind me say "I can't go that fast" Well I finished it with a sprint. I will say I felt like throwing up afterwards but within a few minutes I felt great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;Here is Jenn and me before the race (of course it is because we are smiling).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-7429945775090548010?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/7429945775090548010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=7429945775090548010&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/7429945775090548010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/7429945775090548010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/07/casper-chase.html' title='Casper Chase'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-44NI0OjuNEk/Th837r3a35I/AAAAAAAAA0M/l_EfeWpZBiI/s72-c/IMG-20110712-00007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-5359666776334848179</id><published>2011-06-20T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T12:38:11.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Runs in the Blood</title><content type='html'>Yesterday after church I had one of the primary teachers come up to me and ask if I knew William was suppose to give a talk that day. I was shocked. I never saw anything that said he was suppose to give&amp;nbsp;a talk. She told me not to worry. Apparently he got up and pulled out his scriptures. He read the first Article of Faith then proceeded to give a talk on it. She said it was a great talk and was amazed the he did it. Well I was amazed too. But then I was reminded who is father and his grandfather are. I have been greatly blessed to be married into a family of great scriptural scholars. And a apparently it runs in the blood and my kids are being blessed by it too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-5359666776334848179?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/5359666776334848179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=5359666776334848179&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/5359666776334848179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/5359666776334848179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/06/runs-in-blood.html' title='Runs in the Blood'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-6521854696510273778</id><published>2011-01-20T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T13:26:21.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Secret</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This might look like some regular paper and a picture of some alien&amp;nbsp;to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TTimuS0FS1I/AAAAAAAAAzs/8p4H3XdwDUg/s1600/January+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TTimuS0FS1I/AAAAAAAAAzs/8p4H3XdwDUg/s320/January+2011.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But it is actually a secret message. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Isabelle wanted to send a secret message to some cousins of hers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We used lemon juice to write it with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We better not tell you how to discover what is says or you might ruin our secret mission.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-6521854696510273778?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/6521854696510273778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=6521854696510273778&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/6521854696510273778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/6521854696510273778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/01/spy-stuff.html' title='Top Secret'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TTimuS0FS1I/AAAAAAAAAzs/8p4H3XdwDUg/s72-c/January+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-2777206179414068348</id><published>2011-01-20T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T12:42:26.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got to Love the Girl who Loves her Daddy</title><content type='html'>Isabelle adores her daddy. She has from day one. I came out of my room yesterday to find the two of them like this. I can never get her to take a nap, but snuggling up to Daddy is always appealing. &lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TTidX5Mt9FI/AAAAAAAAAzg/nf1crCmWzBM/s1600/January+2011+028.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TTidX5Mt9FI/AAAAAAAAAzg/nf1crCmWzBM/s320/January+2011+028.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Good luck to the guy who tries to marry this girl. Her Daddy is already planning on buy a shot gun when she turns 16&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-2777206179414068348?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/2777206179414068348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=2777206179414068348&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/2777206179414068348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/2777206179414068348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/01/got-to-love-girl-who-loves-her-daddy.html' title='Got to Love the Girl who Loves her Daddy'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TTidX5Mt9FI/AAAAAAAAAzg/nf1crCmWzBM/s72-c/January+2011+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-4819882829642739726</id><published>2011-01-17T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T10:37:10.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in the Mud</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Today as I was rocking Rose to sleep for a nap, Michael came home from the park covered in mud and with no boots on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;“Michael” I asked “what happened and where are your boots?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;“Well mommy Joseph had a very bad idea. He took us to a mud pile and we got muddy and my boots are stuck.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I chose right then not to yell, though I was very tempted. I remember going out to the fields one day when I was about their age. My sister, a friend and I found a muddy pond. Well of course we jumped in and played in it for about an hour. We came home with mud covering our bodies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So I told Michael to take everything off and get some new clothes and take a shower. Soon Joseph came home. Of course he was even muddier. First thing out of his mouth “Mommy I got muddy”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;“Well I can see that Joseph take off your stuff and get into the tub”&lt;/div&gt;From the bathroom came “Don’t worry Joseph Mom is not mad”&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm interesting. “Joseph where are Michaels boots? And where is William?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;“Michaels boot are stuck and we can’t get them out and William is still playing”&lt;/div&gt;I got the boys started in the shower, though they wanted a bath. After a couple minutes I got worried that William was still not back so I got on my coat and boots to go find him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TTSLV3fpJUI/AAAAAAAAAzc/S_pk1f-j9jM/s1600/Muddy+William+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TTSLV3fpJUI/AAAAAAAAAzc/S_pk1f-j9jM/s200/Muddy+William+2.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made it all the way to the park before I saw him. He had even more mud then Michael and Joseph combined. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;“Oh mommy (with tears in his eyes) I got stuck and I couldn’t get out and Michaels boots are stuck.” &lt;/div&gt;By now I was laughing&lt;br /&gt;“Ok show me where his boots are.”&lt;br /&gt;He led me to a huge, and I mean HUGE mud pile. Bigger then the lot our house sits on. At first we couldn’t find the boot. I made William got out to get them since he was covered with mud and I was not. Poor William tried to pull them out but couldn’t and he started slipping and got a bit stuck again. So I had to go out and get my boots muddy and tried to pull out of the boots. Needless to say I am covered with mud and the boots are still in the mud pile. &lt;br /&gt;William started crying “We need to call Daddy and he will get them out.” Because of course Daddy is all powerful. I love that my kids think so. &lt;br /&gt;“Ok William lets get home and when Daddy get home we will send him down to get the boots”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;All the way home William was crying “oh my stupid boots” He was having a hard time walking with his boots and snow pants caked with mud. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TTSLCDaN-jI/AAAAAAAAAzU/JTfacN01JLs/s1600/Mud+Pile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TTSLCDaN-jI/AAAAAAAAAzU/JTfacN01JLs/s200/Mud+Pile.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we got home of course I had to get a picture. Then I sent William to the bathroom to take a shower. I heard him crying about wanting a bath and not a shower. I had to explain to him he had so much mud on him he would be taking a mud bath so he needed to take a shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So today the boys will be cleaning my bathroom which is now covered in mud (good thing I was going to clean it today) and my front door. What a great day to have off of school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-4819882829642739726?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/4819882829642739726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=4819882829642739726&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/4819882829642739726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/4819882829642739726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/01/fun-in-mud.html' title='Fun in the Mud'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TTSLV3fpJUI/AAAAAAAAAzc/S_pk1f-j9jM/s72-c/Muddy+William+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-6273158296936717910</id><published>2011-01-09T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T22:20:02.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Club</title><content type='html'>So my&amp;nbsp;friend, Jenn and I&amp;nbsp;started a diet club. But it really isn't a diet it is more like a Life Style Change. It has 16 members (so far) I am so excited. If any one wants to check it out there is a link on my side bar under 'my other blogs'. If you want to join just let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-6273158296936717910?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/6273158296936717910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=6273158296936717910&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/6273158296936717910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/6273158296936717910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-new-club.html' title='My New Club'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-1354361987834543540</id><published>2011-01-05T20:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T21:41:43.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New Year not off to a good start</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;So far this year (yes it is only the 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; day of the year) we are not doing to well. New years day Michael got a huge cut on his head by a shovel William was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wielding&lt;/span&gt; around. We almost took him to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;emergency&lt;/span&gt; room but Jeremiah was able to clean it up and seal it up with butterfly &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;band aids&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558934988990313570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TSVN64RB9GI/AAAAAAAAAyo/8j-o0U2b7Tc/s320/January%2B2011%2B014.jpg" /&gt;Here is Michael with his partly &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;shaven&lt;/span&gt; head awaiting his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;band aids&lt;/span&gt;. He really didn't want to go to the hospital. He had total faith in his Daddy, that he could make it all better. He kept saying, "I know dad can fix it. I really don't need stitches."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558934990006948898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TSVN68DalCI/AAAAAAAAAyw/dCZOZlOgosg/s320/January%2B2011%2B016.jpg" /&gt; Our brave &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;solider&lt;/span&gt; all bandaged up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then today our sweet angel, Isabelle decided to &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TSVLfqBHLcI/AAAAAAAAAyY/9HHDD94AHx8/s1600/Isabelle%2Bthe%2Bbrave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558932322285727170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TSVLfqBHLcI/AAAAAAAAAyY/9HHDD94AHx8/s320/Isabelle%2Bthe%2Bbrave.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;try to open a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pistachio&lt;/span&gt; nut with a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;paring&lt;/span&gt; knife. Needless to say we did make a trip to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;emergency&lt;/span&gt; room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was upstairs nursing Rose when Joseph ran upstairs yelling that Isabelle was bleeding. When I got a look at her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;finger&lt;/span&gt; she just started bawling, "I don't want &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;stitches&lt;/span&gt;, I don't want &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;stitches&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Unlucky for me Jeremiah was at work with our car. Lucky for me my Mom is a phone call away and we have amazing neighbors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Isabelle's brave face &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;My Mom drove Isabelle and I to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558940861242804130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TSVTQsHIB6I/AAAAAAAAAy4/vxdlZKIh2yo/s320/squished%2Btomato.jpg" /&gt;While the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sorensens&lt;/span&gt; hung out with the rest of the kids. Isabelle was pretty brave about it all until they gave her the shot. She actually was smiling at me like this is no big deal then suddenly her face turn to horror and she started screaming. Poor thing. Then when they put the stitches in (either the shot never kicked or they took so long to get back to us it wore off, I am guessing the 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;. We were there for 3 hours) Isabelle could feel the doctor stitching her up. She just screamed and cried. The Doc had to put two stitches in so he decided just to do the second instead of another shot because it would hurt just as bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Isabelle said her cut looked like a squished tomato.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TSVLf9ydlEI/AAAAAAAAAyg/bOb-lwKuL84/s1600/squished%2Btomato.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;here's&lt;/span&gt; to hoping that is the end of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Emergency&lt;/span&gt; trips to the hospital and no more cuts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-1354361987834543540?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/1354361987834543540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=1354361987834543540&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/1354361987834543540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/1354361987834543540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2011/01/our-new-year-not-off-to-good-start.html' title='Our New Year not off to a good start'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TSVN64RB9GI/AAAAAAAAAyo/8j-o0U2b7Tc/s72-c/January%2B2011%2B014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-176381297820067604</id><published>2010-12-31T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T16:02:17.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Death of some special socks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR5uQ3CkLpI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/1lu0E6_nID0/s1600/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557000226153442962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR5uQ3CkLpI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/1lu0E6_nID0/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B267.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These socks my not look like anything special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but let me tell you ..... They are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jeremiah wore these socks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9 1/2 years ago for our wedding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When were were dating my friends and I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;would always sing ' Jeremiah was a bullfrog' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;very original I know. Well I found these sock of frog princes and had to get them for Jeremiah. Jeremiah has always worn then on special occasions ever since. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR5sxkp5TlI/AAAAAAAAAyI/Lyap5vyAoG8/s1600/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556998589130559058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR5sxkp5TlI/AAAAAAAAAyI/Lyap5vyAoG8/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B268.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR5sxkp5TlI/AAAAAAAAAyI/Lyap5vyAoG8/s1600/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B268.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;So I was sad to see that they were done for. I knew they must have a hole or two but not this. NoT THiS. Jeremiah finally threw away these beloved socks. I am now on the search for a new pair. I know I can never really replace these ones but it would be nice to have something like them. If anyone sees any please let me know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-176381297820067604?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/176381297820067604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=176381297820067604&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/176381297820067604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/176381297820067604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2010/12/death-of-some-special-socks.html' title='The Death of some special socks'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR5uQ3CkLpI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/1lu0E6_nID0/s72-c/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B267.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-1760251688935957766</id><published>2010-12-31T13:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T15:45:08.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; November at the Muldowney household was a fun, spiritual and thankful month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll start with the one thing of November that I still think about almost daily. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;November 1st we were blessed with the birth of our niece Lillian Kathleen Muldowney. Lillian was born with some birth defects and started a battle for her life right away. She lived 1 month and 1 week and then returned to our Heavenly Father. Jeremiah and I fasted almost weekly for this little one and her dear parents. We prayed for their family in everyone of our prayers. It brought spiritual growth to our family. I could often feel the strength of her spirit as I prayed for her. I had the blessing of growing closer to my own sister, Carrie, as I spoke to her often of the loss of her little boy almost 5 years ago. We often had talks with our children of the blessing of eternal families. We are so very thankful that Erin and Micah were sealed in the temple and have the sweet blessing of Lillian sealed to them for eternity. I am thankful that through the sealing power that some day I will get to meet my sweet little niece, Lillian and my nephew Ryan. Thank you Lillian, who has brought so much strength to the whole Muldowney family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;November was also the first month that Jeremiah was done with Clinicals. So how did he celebrate? He went and got a second job. Ha, poor guy.  I will repeat the words of my sister, Carrie.. What a good man Jeremiah is. He will do anything it takes to take care of his family.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love Jeremiah so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So here is some of the fun we had this month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556984485861523714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR5f8p4iAQI/AAAAAAAAAyA/Q08mSY6aDQ4/s320/IMG_0742.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;We had the blessing of having Lizzie come up for Thanksgiving this year. She is always a joy to have around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556971417925213922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR5UEABuXuI/AAAAAAAAAxw/tlNkBo-Yxm4/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B247.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Rose got attacked by a bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556971417073297058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR5UD82nJqI/AAAAAAAAAxo/K9VQaEDOWC0/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B244.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isabelle gave us some distressing news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556970144663100130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR5S54wYWuI/AAAAAAAAAxg/WN5jcy-aFM8/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B241.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had some fun in the snow. Not us much as we would have liked. But there it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556970141697859410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR5S5ttaX1I/AAAAAAAAAxY/gT5q5Uk6woo/s320/IMG_0771.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lizzie reading and warming herself by the fire place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What better place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then came Thanksgiving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We held our very first Thanksgiving in our very first home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556970137331927010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR5S5dcfh-I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/EYsD7x3F-RU/s320/IMG_0772.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ann made a turkey out of rolls.&lt;br /&gt; How fun and tasty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556965420896981266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR5Om7WxkRI/AAAAAAAAAxI/M9vyipPonow/s320/IMG_0776.JPG" /&gt;Always fun with the cousins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556965416929604066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR5Omsk4MeI/AAAAAAAAAxA/q5r4AsHR8Vo/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B259.jpg" /&gt;I made my first Turkey&lt;br /&gt;Here it is going into the oven&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR5OmSh2alI/AAAAAAAAAw4/nScqiEDatdY/s1600/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556965409937582674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR5OmSh2alI/AAAAAAAAAw4/nScqiEDatdY/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B265.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here it is coming out of the oven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just Joking this is after the feast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The turkey was a hit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556961220976635986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR5Kydbu8FI/AAAAAAAAAwo/Sl6ihAgcHg0/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B261.jpg" /&gt;The Feasters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are so grateful to have Ryan and his family so close by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They live 2 hours away and we feel blessed every time we get to see them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556961222536354514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR5KyjPmWtI/AAAAAAAAAww/5dIdXdrs8tU/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B263.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Emmanuel checking out Rose&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR5KyL10euI/AAAAAAAAAwg/WBbxobr8FvM/s1600/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556961216254212834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR5KyL10euI/AAAAAAAAAwg/WBbxobr8FvM/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B266.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jeremiah burned a hole into our hard wood floor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a long story but lets just say we are thankful we still have a house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last but not least&lt;br /&gt;Do you see this OLD Man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR5JbxYqLMI/AAAAAAAAAwY/6FdVPpHrK44/s1600/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556959731683830978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR5JbxYqLMI/AAAAAAAAAwY/6FdVPpHrK44/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B269.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is now 32 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR5JbvfKoPI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/jRBfBHG7MO4/s1600/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556959731174252786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR5JbvfKoPI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/jRBfBHG7MO4/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B270.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enjoying Eggs Benedict for breakfast&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR5JbfG1BjI/AAAAAAAAAwI/KNapahSsNF0/s1600/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556959726777206322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR5JbfG1BjI/AAAAAAAAAwI/KNapahSsNF0/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B271.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jeremiah enjoyed a Banana walnut cake for his birthday.&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful I married this amazing man.&lt;br /&gt;He bring me and our children such joy and lots of laughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-1760251688935957766?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/1760251688935957766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=1760251688935957766&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/1760251688935957766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/1760251688935957766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2010/12/november.html' title='November'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR5f8p4iAQI/AAAAAAAAAyA/Q08mSY6aDQ4/s72-c/IMG_0742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-3031424807230870240</id><published>2010-12-31T11:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T12:49:35.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>October</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;October we started off with Rose being blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556935654421077570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR4ziSl4nkI/AAAAAAAAAtI/hMa0bSA2YDw/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B081.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Here is our growing family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; People keep asking me if I am done...&lt;br /&gt;Well here is my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;official&lt;/span&gt; answer. I Don't Know.&lt;br /&gt;There are days where I want to pull my hair out. But then there are days I am so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for what I have and the knowledge that my family is eternal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My life is in my Heavenly Fathers hands. I will do His will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556935661866565986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR4ziuVBwWI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/dAfS7TmmctE/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B108.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rose got a new crib and started sleeping better because of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556943888192639842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR47BjyAE2I/AAAAAAAAAvI/jFFdKq5eoag/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B121.jpg" /&gt;Me and My Beautiful girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR444Eni-xI/AAAAAAAAAug/CNhiZKwdoUs/s1600/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556941526185212690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR444Eni-xI/AAAAAAAAAug/CNhiZKwdoUs/s200/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B112.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR46let70kI/AAAAAAAAAvA/mAltmdP8_pQ/s1600/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556943405797069378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR46let70kI/AAAAAAAAAvA/mAltmdP8_pQ/s200/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B113.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Baseball time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR443h4lxQI/AAAAAAAAAuY/2OrP89ZOK10/s1600/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556941516861457666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR443h4lxQI/AAAAAAAAAuY/2OrP89ZOK10/s200/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR492xgeP8I/AAAAAAAAAv4/ddmuw-m0A2Q/s1600/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556947001433538498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR492xgeP8I/AAAAAAAAAv4/ddmuw-m0A2Q/s200/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B116.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556944798524872306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR472jCHlnI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/gI4DRm71oes/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B145.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael got a cavity filled and chewed a huge hole in his lip. His lip swelled up and I had to keep him home from school and a cotton roll in him mouth to keep him from making it worse.&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We grew a nice little garden this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556940932667758082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR44Vhl9VgI/AAAAAAAAAuA/Bh_I3CzyVWc/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B149.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556940943496137010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR44WJ7pSTI/AAAAAAAAAuI/egX-nNlALPw/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B153.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556940947398762610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR44WYeGoHI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/8_6geWJhCgY/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B193.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids were big helpers especially when it came to pulling it all up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556945615548481170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR48mGrufpI/AAAAAAAAAvw/hLTXeEnbekQ/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B239.jpg" /&gt; Rose &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chilling&lt;/span&gt; out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year I did more canning. I am trying out different thing to see how my family does with it through out the winter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556939400372190402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR428VWOfMI/AAAAAAAAAt4/THpF936VE6E/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B207.jpg" /&gt;Peaches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556939398254577394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR428NdWRvI/AAAAAAAAAtw/1GiLKGkEKQs/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B206.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peach Pie filling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was super yummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556937620105901202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR41UtVqtJI/AAAAAAAAAto/2jIBXFECCwU/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B188.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cherry pie filling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556937615521175762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR41UcQlWNI/AAAAAAAAAtg/KRYHVIAoZuI/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B208.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeremiah made homemade salsa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556937610546941554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR41UJuojnI/AAAAAAAAAtY/2ViPu89von4/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B070.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made some peach, peach raspberry and pear butter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes Halloween&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556947388520006066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR4-NThFAbI/AAAAAAAAAwA/maOzhywhpRM/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B197.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carving of the pumpkins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556945613249886594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR48l-HsuYI/AAAAAAAAAvo/YGgpxm2ZiTM/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B231.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeremiah, of course, made the coolest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you look close you can see the flames.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556944810976033138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR473RatOXI/AAAAAAAAAvg/5o3uXhdw4Vo/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B230.jpg" /&gt; All our pumpkins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We didn't have to buy any pumpkins this year we grew them all in our garden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some reason I forgot to take pictures of the costumes this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;William, Joseph, and Michael were Red Ninjas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeremiah was the evil Black Ninja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isabelle was a pretty flower&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rose was a pink &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;leopard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I was a fairy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-3031424807230870240?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/3031424807230870240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=3031424807230870240&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/3031424807230870240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/3031424807230870240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2010/12/october.html' title='October'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR4ziSl4nkI/AAAAAAAAAtI/hMa0bSA2YDw/s72-c/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-8086080354116021415</id><published>2010-12-31T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T11:37:52.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>September</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; September was a fun and busy month. First and mostly, we had part of the Muldowney clan staying with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556927289974369010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR4r7amYqvI/AAAAAAAAAtA/CNaWe3cPeYw/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B001.jpg" /&gt;Mom decided she was coming for almost a month to help out with the new baby. And believe me she was a huge help. Between Jeremiah at the hospital 80 hours a week, me having a c-section and 3 boys to get off to school every day and do homework every night we kept mom very busy. Mom was a blessing to us at our time of need. Lucky for us too she brought the three youngest of the Muldowneys. They were big helps with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556924901991157666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR4pwaq0j6I/AAAAAAAAAsw/vDh9tV-9cxY/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B035.jpg" /&gt; Climbing Independence Rock&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556924894996539666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR4pwAnLKRI/AAAAAAAAAso/m9yTOujTQJE/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B038.jpg" /&gt;Abby is very scared of heights but braved the climb. We were very proud of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556924894531606562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR4pv-4U2CI/AAAAAAAAAsg/mUwOpz4UbjM/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B030.jpg" /&gt;This is just a cool picture of Michael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556923780839673026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR4ovKDejMI/AAAAAAAAAsY/hHrdGMxJyQg/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all spent a lot of time reading. Especially the girls. I am not even sure how many books they read while staying with us.&lt;br /&gt;We were lucky to have the Ryan Muldowney clan to come visit us for a day.&lt;br /&gt;We had an awesome game of capture the flag. Which I wish we would have got some pictures of.  And we had a fun time at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556923774729783858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR4ouzSxCjI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/3Se8nJOkkDE/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma and Mommy pushing Isaac and Isabelle.&lt;br /&gt;They could have stayed on all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556922296968860834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR4nYyNG1KI/AAAAAAAAAsA/4A-SrlJqVEs/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two are two peas in a pod......&lt;br /&gt; or a swing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556922303805282146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR4nZLrCV2I/AAAAAAAAAsI/FLcSZzG5LIU/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan and Ann are always fun.&lt;br /&gt;They also told us their exciting news of a baby on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556920910577273698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR4mIFfmC2I/AAAAAAAAAr4/kjuaREvifIg/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played lots of games Inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556917951541918066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR4jb2OluXI/AAAAAAAAArY/S1OxuBg_vQo/s320/August-Sept%2B2010%2B004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556920059271613650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR4lWiIgjNI/AAAAAAAAAro/6Wa0uUzmoks/s320/August-Sept%2B2010%2B009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids loved having Uncle John read them comics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556920055801765426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR4lWVNO3jI/AAAAAAAAArg/Ds1ALA340zg/s320/August-Sept%2B2010%2B007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby was always willing to hold Rose.&lt;br /&gt;Actually both girls were always asking to hold her. They were such good Aunts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556925353811674178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR4qKt1OhEI/AAAAAAAAAs4/HD0RnVczHBw/s320/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B049.jpg" /&gt; I am excited that I get Isabelle home one more year before she goes off the kindergarten. It is nice to have my two little girls home with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-8086080354116021415?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/8086080354116021415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=8086080354116021415&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/8086080354116021415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/8086080354116021415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2010/12/september.html' title='September'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TR4r7amYqvI/AAAAAAAAAtA/CNaWe3cPeYw/s72-c/Oct-Dec%2B2010%2B001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-6008025885835695872</id><published>2010-10-18T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T11:54:41.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rose's Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TLyWsPiXNiI/AAAAAAAAArI/0hI87FfUxRc/s1600/2010-10-10_14-42-04_423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529460129333196322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TLyWsPiXNiI/AAAAAAAAArI/0hI87FfUxRc/s320/2010-10-10_14-42-04_423.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rose was blessed last Sunday. It was a beautiful blessing. At the beginging she was crying pretty good but right when Jeremiah gave her her name she stopped crying and was an angel for the rest of the blessing. We were blessed to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;have Jeremiah's brother Ryan and his family come down from Sheridan and join us for this special event. It is so nice to have such wonderful family close by.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529460124782475650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TLyWr-lYuYI/AAAAAAAAArA/B9OEpj9KWps/s320/101010144905.jpg" /&gt;This is by far my favorite picture. I am so blessed with an amazing husband. Jeremiah is always ready for a new baby way before I am. He usually approaches this subject by saying "just so you know I am ready for another baby so just let me know when you are". He always loves so cuddle with our little ones and even if he is exhausted. I love my Jeremiah so much. I am so very thankful for our sweet Rose. What a wonderful addition to our growing family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-6008025885835695872?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/6008025885835695872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=6008025885835695872&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/6008025885835695872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/6008025885835695872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2010/10/roses-blessing.html' title='Rose&apos;s Blessing'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TLyWsPiXNiI/AAAAAAAAArI/0hI87FfUxRc/s72-c/2010-10-10_14-42-04_423.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-6696875542406459925</id><published>2010-09-20T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T10:50:00.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birth Story</title><content type='html'>For all of those, like me, who love to hear the birth story here it is.&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah and I got to the hospital at 7 am so that I could be enduced. Dr. Vigneri got here around 8 am and inserted a little pill up behind my cervix. It is suppose to make your cervix soften and start contractions. At this time I was dilated to a 2 and my cervix was 50% effaced.&lt;br /&gt;So around 1:30 pm the doctor came and broke my water. I was still dilated to a 2. He decided to start me on pit.&lt;br /&gt; Around 2:30 the nurse came in and told me she was going to take me off the pit. I asked if the baby's heart rate was dropping. The nurse said yes and it was getting worse with every contraction I had. She then had Jeremiah push the button to call for a nurse. But she told him to press it several times and then she went into the bathroom and pulled the nurse call button in there. This is where I started to realize something was really wrong. One of the nurses called my doctor. I found out later that he literally ran over to the hospital. Dr. Vigneri got there around 2:50 he checked me and I had only dilated to a 3.&lt;br /&gt; He then started talking about how things weren't going well and about a c-section. So in my mind I was thinking if things don't start turning around then I would have to have a c-section so I started thinking of things I could do to make it better. But then they started prepping me for the c-section. I broke down and cried when I realized I was having a c-section. The nurses started having me sign consent forms. The anestheceologist started telling me what he would be doing and what to expect. He told me the doctor thought they had time to do a spinal tap but that if the heart rate kept dropping they would have just knock me out. Withing minutes I was being wheeled off to the operating room. At this point I had settled down a bit. When they brought me in they made Jeremiah stay out in the hall until they gave me the spinal tap. (Jeremiah told me after everything that they told him if I was put under he wouldn't be allowed in. I am glad they didn't tell me that I would have freaked out) They got me on the operating table and a nurse had me lean against her as they gave me the spinal tap. I broke down again. I wanted Jeremiah there holding me and not some nurse (though she was very sweet and kind). As they layed me down they brought Jeremiah in, I was so happy to see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got everything all preped. The anestheceologist asked if I could feel what they were doing. I told him I could feel a slight pinch. He informed me that the doctor was pinching me really hard with sharp tweezers. With in seconds (though it seem much longer) they told me they had started. I felt lots of tugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They told Jeremiah he could watch but he decided he needed to stay by me. I remember looking at him and telling him I really didn't like this. Soon one of the doctors put his elbow into my chest and started pushing the baby up toward the incision. That was the only part that really hurt. I couldn't breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the babies head was out. Everyone commented on what a big head the baby had. Then they pulled the baby out the rest of the way. the annouced it was a girl. Yipee I really wanted a girl. She was born at 3:28 pm The doctor told us that the unblicord was in a knot around the her foot and there was no way she would have came down. At that point I was ok with having a c-section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nurses told Jeremiah he could come see the baby but he was very hesitant to come leave me. So I encourged him to go see her. After she was cleaned up Jeremiah brought her over for me to see. She was beautiful and sweet as can be. Everyone in there were betting on how big she was. They all guessed around 9lbs. The anestheceologist said from the time that they decided on the c-section to time she was born was 29 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I got to see her for a second they took her off to the nursery while they started stiching me up. That took at least 1/2 an hour. Everything felt very foggy the whole time. I really didn't like the feeling of it. I really don't like the feeling of things be out of my control and everything was completly out of my control. While they were stitching me up the nursery called down to tell us she weighed in at 9lb 3.6 oz. After stitching me up they took me to a recovery room. I was to be there until my pain was under control and I wasn't allowed to see the baby or Jeremaih until then. So after an hour I was finally brought back into my room where Jeremiah, my mom and our new little one was waiting for me. Jeremiah and I finally decided to name her Rose Elizabeth (well mostly Jeremiah decided).&lt;br /&gt;So that is Rose's exciting birth story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-6696875542406459925?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/6696875542406459925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=6696875542406459925&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/6696875542406459925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/6696875542406459925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2010/08/irth-story.html' title='The Birth Story'/><author><name>Jeremiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04711355589387599772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUXkDsAUC1A/SORGEbf-C4I/AAAAAAAAAjs/tzaxTH7qn0w/S220/_MG_5711.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-8415010078432262398</id><published>2010-09-20T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T09:51:48.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Student of the Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week at school Michael is student of the week. These are the pictures he picked to show off.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519029536362560098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TJeIH0vHemI/AAAAAAAAAqY/GGRAb1xO4bc/s320/IMG_20081213_9585copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519030577281027810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TJeJEadazuI/AAAAAAAAAq4/LrALRvGQDcI/s320/Random+Pictures+2009+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519030569652275154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TJeJD-ClR9I/AAAAAAAAAqw/FAqI2CTteKA/s320/July-August+2010+032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519029550397500114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TJeIIpBTqtI/AAAAAAAAAqo/sgI541GK700/s320/July-August+2010+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519029539916549906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TJeIIB-dDxI/AAAAAAAAAqg/LVnx5RLU2LY/s320/IMG00105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519027905086778770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TJeGo3wqbZI/AAAAAAAAApw/SNYcXIGC7LI/s320/DSC00152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519029529690734290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TJeIHb4bftI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/mSzhMvKz3BI/s320/IMG_0080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519029522040985698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TJeIG_YlmGI/AAAAAAAAAqI/-9LQh8pafy4/s320/Family+Pictures+December+2008+200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519027920924831506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TJeGpywv7xI/AAAAAAAAAqA/o5IgLSSDjYc/s320/Family+Pictures+December+2008+196.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519027913606349490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TJeGpXf4wrI/AAAAAAAAAp4/2W0ZFrf6u30/s320/DSC00644.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519024911544721090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TJeD6n8nnsI/AAAAAAAAApY/QtPN_z5Ki9s/s320/DSC00015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519027900659036962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TJeGonRAcyI/AAAAAAAAApo/zIAOsNDIyek/s320/DSC00117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519027893310268002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TJeGoL47ImI/AAAAAAAAApg/LpoabxKMPKE/s320/DSC00028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519024902659063922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TJeD6G2HQHI/AAAAAAAAApQ/x5AK_f-ASzE/s320/December+2007+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519024886468816834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TJeD5KiDr8I/AAAAAAAAApA/rBPZNPB9CGg/s320/August+2010+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519024892824724290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TJeD5iNbI0I/AAAAAAAAApI/XhpIWifm-Ag/s320/August-Sept+2010+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519024883581219362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TJeD4_xmciI/AAAAAAAAAo4/WxvdIuRe0tc/s320/April+2009+018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael is such a sweet boy. He loves babies and loves to be a big helper. He enjoys cooking with mommy and likes to play resturant when ever he can. He has a big imagination. He is very dear to all of us and we are so happy he is part of our family. I love you Michael.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-8415010078432262398?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/8415010078432262398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=8415010078432262398&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/8415010078432262398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/8415010078432262398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2010/09/student-of-week.html' title='Student of the Week'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TJeIH0vHemI/AAAAAAAAAqY/GGRAb1xO4bc/s72-c/IMG_20081213_9585copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-271802166280746457</id><published>2010-08-30T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T14:44:13.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rose Elizabeth Muldowney&lt;br /&gt;Born August 24, 2010&lt;br /&gt;3:28 P.M.&lt;br /&gt;9 lbs. 3.6 oz&lt;br /&gt;21 inches long &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513176986561867810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TIK9Qlvg8CI/AAAAAAAAAoo/0fh2-AiyoyI/s400/DSC00629.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513176976133372674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TIK9P-5KuwI/AAAAAAAAAog/SzAcal9p_io/s400/DSC00626.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-271802166280746457?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/271802166280746457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=271802166280746457&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/271802166280746457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/271802166280746457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2010/08/introducing.html' title='Introducing...'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TIK9Qlvg8CI/AAAAAAAAAoo/0fh2-AiyoyI/s72-c/DSC00629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-9048841852870931530</id><published>2010-08-19T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T11:26:21.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TG688EFlMDI/AAAAAAAAAnw/uVoiTqJJ_FY/s1600/August+2010+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TG688EFlMDI/AAAAAAAAAnw/uVoiTqJJ_FY/s200/August+2010+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507547134396018738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday the boys had their first day of school (I know I can't believe they start in the middle of August). The boys were excited but nervous. They had a wonderful first day. Today when I dropped off the boys Joseph wanted me to walk him to his classroom. Apparently he isn't quit completely comfortable yet.&lt;br /&gt;The boys are sporting their new school outfits Grandma Grissom bought them (Thanks Mom). You may notice Williams pant are a bit short. This boy is sprouting up quick. I have to go and get him some size 9's since he no longer fit in size 8 and he was barely fitting in them at the end of the school year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TG7HRKm1rKI/AAAAAAAAAoI/ZvljNB3CUbY/s1600/August+2010+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TG7HRKm1rKI/AAAAAAAAAoI/ZvljNB3CUbY/s200/August+2010+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507558492039654562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TG687vbzAWI/AAAAAAAAAno/v7vRy5ZZF5I/s1600/August+2010+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TG687vbzAWI/AAAAAAAAAno/v7vRy5ZZF5I/s200/August+2010+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507547128852054370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TG7IOUfJm2I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/HH0b7B9JWCA/s1600/August+2010+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TG7IOUfJm2I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/HH0b7B9JWCA/s320/August+2010+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507559542663781218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-9048841852870931530?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/9048841852870931530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=9048841852870931530&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/9048841852870931530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/9048841852870931530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2010/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TG688EFlMDI/AAAAAAAAAnw/uVoiTqJJ_FY/s72-c/August+2010+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-2231145752521905522</id><published>2010-08-16T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T16:40:35.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointed.</title><content type='html'>Today I went to the doctor for a check up. I was very happy to find out that the baby's head is still down. I am not sure what I would have done if it had turned again. Probably sat and cried for a long time. Anyways the bad news was that the baby is really high up and I am not dilated at all. WAHHHH. I was really hoping to have the baby before Thursday because my sister, Carrie is here visiting and is leaving Thursday. The doctor and I have decided that I will go in Monday the 23rd to be induced if the baby hasn't come by then. Isabelle came 2 days after my due date and weighed a whopping 9 lb 6 oz. If this one waits out until it is induced it will be 3 days late. Yippee skippee!!!  Who wants to guess the stats for this little one??? I might send a prize to who ever gets closes if I ever feel like it. Hehehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-2231145752521905522?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/2231145752521905522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=2231145752521905522&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/2231145752521905522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/2231145752521905522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2010/08/disappointed.html' title='Disappointed.'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-2347104226558625136</id><published>2010-08-11T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T20:40:01.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who stole a cookie from the cookie Jar????</title><content type='html'>Today I could hear Michael getting into the cookies on the kitchen counter. Here is how the conversation happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Me- Michael what are you doing??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Michael- getting a cookie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Me- Michael get out of the cookies you are not allowed to have one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Michael-(big sigh) ohhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Me- Michael get out of the cookies (because I can still hear him getting into the cookies)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Michael- Ok but I am already eating one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Me- Put that cookie away and get out of the kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Michael- Oh (wah wah wah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Apparently if you have the cookie in your mouth you are still allowed to eat it. Silly boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-2347104226558625136?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/2347104226558625136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=2347104226558625136&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/2347104226558625136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/2347104226558625136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2010/08/who-stole-cookie-from-cookie-jar.html' title='Who stole a cookie from the cookie Jar????'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-8583377255966583099</id><published>2010-08-10T16:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T21:48:23.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the Pain</title><content type='html'>So today I went in and had the inversion done. To tell you the truth is was very very painful. This is how it went. I got there at 11:30. The nurses did all the checking in stuff and hooked me up to a monitor to watch my contractions and one to watch the baby's heart beat. Then we waited awhile for the doctor. The nurse came in and gave me a shot to help relax my uterus. It made my heart race and made me really shaky (in other words I did not like it). Then my amazing doctor, Vigneri, and another doctor,Smothers, came in. They got the ultrasound machine out and figured out where the baby was and what was the best way to turn the little one. So then they started turning the baby. It hurt! I lost my breath and I couldn't even cry it hurt so bad. At one point I even cried out "I can't breath". Dr Vigneri told me I need to start taking deep breaths and try to relax(yeah right). Jeremiah, who is the best at calming me down and helping me breath, couldn't even get near me since the doctors were on either side of me. I remember reaching out my hand to him and only being able to grab his thumb.&lt;br /&gt;Oh in case you are wondering this is how they turn the baby. First Dr. Vigneri figured out where the head was and got his hands positioned around it. While Dr. Smothers figured out where the bum was and got her hand around that. Then at the same time, with a great deal of force, they started pushing the baby in the direction they wanted it to turn.&lt;br /&gt;So they started pushing and it hurt a lot then they stopped to see exactly where the head was and to make sure the baby's heart rate was ok. Well while they were doing this the sweet little baby decided to try to move back to where it was. So when they had stopped pushing the baby was 3/4Th of the way turned and when they checked it, it was only 1/2 of the way turned. So Dr. Vigneri said they would try one more time to turn the baby. They were about to start but I made then wait so I could have some deep breaths and prepare myself again. So once I was ready they started again and in hurt even more ( I am sure it was because I was having a really hard time relaxing, Can you blame me???). But they got the baby's little head down and hurried and check the heart rate again. At this time I am just weeping but once they inform me that the baby's head is down and the heart rate is really good I was able to start settling down. Once they got me all hooked back up to the monitors they left and told me they would watch the baby for at least an hour. I ended up sleeping though most of that. The baby's heart rate was great and by 2:45 I was home. My stomach is still pretty tender. I had to remind the kids over and over that my tummy hurt and they couldn't touch it today. So now we just get to wait for the ba&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TGIimCP4NVI/AAAAAAAAAng/DzBC5uVxCZE/s1600/July-August+2010+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503999731434009938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TGIimCP4NVI/AAAAAAAAAng/DzBC5uVxCZE/s320/July-August+2010+036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;by to come. Yippee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is a picture of me waiting to get all checked in. And if I do say so myself I think I look pretty good. With this pregnancy I have put on the least amount of weight and I feel pretty good. I have very little swelling and I feel my face isn't super fat like it usually is at this point. You may notice I have my hand out with all five fingers out. We are so exited to be having our 5 baby. So I have 1 week and 3 days until my due date.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-8583377255966583099?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/8583377255966583099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=8583377255966583099&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/8583377255966583099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/8583377255966583099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2010/08/oh-pain.html' title='Oh the Pain'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TGIimCP4NVI/AAAAAAAAAng/DzBC5uVxCZE/s72-c/July-August+2010+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-82306338852351758</id><published>2010-08-09T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T22:16:29.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you get........</title><content type='html'>When you take.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503642924064966098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TGDeFHN8BdI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/98ItKkbbzaw/s320/June-July+2010+041.jpg" /&gt;A roll of Duct Tape...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503642913976955778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TGDeEhoxM4I/AAAAAAAAAnI/4bw8oU8Z8kI/s320/June-July+2010+040.jpg" /&gt;A floaty tube...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503642907829704898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TGDeEKvJmMI/AAAAAAAAAnA/sAgmmI8b6j0/s320/June-July+2010+039.jpg" /&gt;And PVC Pipe??? &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503644228163136354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TGDfRBXK62I/AAAAAAAAAnY/FVX__0zMxj4/s400/June-July+2010+042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pretty awesome sword. A friend of ours showed us how to make these years ago. We had a set and when we moved up to Wyoming we gave them away. So two years later we finally got around to making new ones. They are pretty fun because you can hit pretty hard without getting hurt. Great boy toys. We now have 6 swords. The kids were worried that we don't have one for the baby on the way. Do you love William modeling everything. That boy cracks me up.&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/1337944480889176011-82306338852351758?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/82306338852351758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=82306338852351758&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/82306338852351758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/82306338852351758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-do-you-get.html' title='What do you get........'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TGDeFHN8BdI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/98ItKkbbzaw/s72-c/June-July+2010+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-2740709609820805223</id><published>2010-08-09T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T14:25:19.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breached</title><content type='html'>Two weeks ago we found out the baby is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;breached&lt;/span&gt;. Today I went in for a check up with the great hope that it had turned. Sadly this little one is still very much &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;breached&lt;/span&gt;. The doctor has high hopes that he will be able to turn the baby. So tomorrow I will be heading into the hospital to have an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;inversion&lt;/span&gt; (the doctor will try to turn the baby) done. If all goes well the baby will be head down and I will get to go home and wait until the baby is ready to come. If anything goes wrong I will be having a c-section tomorrow. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Luckily&lt;/span&gt; my doctor said the baby's bum is up high and not down in the pelvis at all. And since this will be my 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; pregnancy it will be that much easier to turn. So please keep me and especially the baby in your prayers. I am actually &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; with the idea of a c-section as long as the baby is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-2740709609820805223?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/2740709609820805223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=2740709609820805223&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/2740709609820805223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/2740709609820805223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2010/08/breached.html' title='Breached'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-736049097013682404</id><published>2010-08-07T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T21:56:26.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming Lessons</title><content type='html'>In June I put the kids through swimming lessons. They did really well. Sadly none of them passed to the next level but that is ok. They made big improvements in swimming and Michael and Joseph are now swimming around the pool and jumping in with out holding onto me for dear life.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503265647509882402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TF-G8uhvxiI/AAAAAAAAAmA/LR-SCxndJi8/s320/June-July+2010+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503263967698125810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TF-Fa8vag_I/AAAAAAAAAl4/hSEsujFbHKI/s320/June-July+2010+004.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Michael&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503263957793848482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TF-FaX2DPKI/AAAAAAAAAlw/XRyGgO-I5_Y/s320/June-July+2010+007.jpg" /&gt;Joseph &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503259745172206226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TF-BlKmyMpI/AAAAAAAAAlo/NoP5_odPcw4/s320/June-July+2010+002.jpg" /&gt;The last day they all had the chance to jump off the diving board. William bravely jumped right off. Isabelle climbed onto the diving board and her little legs started shaking like crazy. Finally a life guard climbed up with her and helped her into the water. When she got out she ran right back into line to do it again.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503267335030283762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TF-Ie9B9nfI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Yod5ry4iUyo/s320/June-July+2010+016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503265653396102802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TF-G9EdIXpI/AAAAAAAAAmI/8UOq6_AsgN8/s320/June-July+2010+015.jpg" /&gt; Joseph and Michael were happy watching from the side. The night before when Joseph said his prayer he asked Heavenly Father not to make him jump off the diving board. Such a funny boy.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503267343726045282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TF-IfdbMaGI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SwrrG_6JHsk/s320/June-July+2010+017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-736049097013682404?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/736049097013682404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=736049097013682404&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/736049097013682404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/736049097013682404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2010/08/swimming-lessons.html' title='Swimming Lessons'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/TF-G8uhvxiI/AAAAAAAAAmA/LR-SCxndJi8/s72-c/June-July+2010+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-2182753912025163276</id><published>2010-04-19T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T09:56:55.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>William's Baptism</title><content type='html'>William was baptized on Saturday, April 17th. It was so exciting. Jeremiah baptized him and confirmed him. We were lucky to have Ryan, Ann and family come and join us for the celebration. William recieved his own set of scriptures and was very excited. All day Sunday you could find him pouring over his new scriptures. We are so very proud of his desire to be baptized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461892304898643186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/S8yKHOrsVPI/AAAAAAAAAlg/nFxOTVR9ITA/s320/DSC00367.JPG" /&gt;This is the best picture we had from the baptism. We really didn't take me pictures. I really regret that. Poor William he sure is my learning child.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-2182753912025163276?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/2182753912025163276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=2182753912025163276&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/2182753912025163276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/2182753912025163276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2010/04/williams-baptism.html' title='William&apos;s Baptism'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/S8yKHOrsVPI/AAAAAAAAAlg/nFxOTVR9ITA/s72-c/DSC00367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-7826760872335660716</id><published>2010-04-07T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T09:41:53.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/S7y1kp7C42I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Dsx2COYREC4/s1600/DSC00312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457436489799623522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/S7y1kp7C42I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Dsx2COYREC4/s320/DSC00312.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how the world looked in Wyoming this beautiful spring morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-7826760872335660716?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/7826760872335660716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=7826760872335660716&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/7826760872335660716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/7826760872335660716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2010/04/welcome-spring.html' title='Welcome Spring'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/S7y1kp7C42I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Dsx2COYREC4/s72-c/DSC00312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-535380576450885017</id><published>2010-04-03T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T12:42:15.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Since we've been gone..</title><content type='html'>So, we haven't forgotten about all of you. There has been some blogging complications related to us being sans camera and internet at our house.&lt;br /&gt;Quick update: We are in our new house! Yea!! It is 95% painted, the rest likely not ever to happen, and the kids are loving it. They are especially attached to our new dog, Sadie. So if you are ever, heaven forbid, in the neighborhood, come and see our new luxury accommodations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-535380576450885017?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/535380576450885017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=535380576450885017&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/535380576450885017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/535380576450885017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-we-havent-forgotten-about-all-of-you.html' title='Since we&apos;ve been gone..'/><author><name>Jeremiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04711355589387599772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUXkDsAUC1A/SORGEbf-C4I/AAAAAAAAAjs/tzaxTH7qn0w/S220/_MG_5711.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-5757156533741259042</id><published>2010-02-08T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T21:08:27.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Joseph</title><content type='html'>I realized with all the other chaos going on in our life I haven't posted much about Joseph's eyes. Well the left eye is doing great. The right he is losing vision out of again. The things they need to do to fix it could be done just in the office if Joseph wasn't a squirmy 6 year old. But since he is... Joseph and I are headed down to Utah tomorrow for him to go back into surgery. I am not to worried about it and he is such a tough boy. I just hate making the trip especially in the winter time. But Oh Well I got to do what I got to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-5757156533741259042?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/5757156533741259042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=5757156533741259042&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/5757156533741259042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/5757156533741259042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2010/02/sweet-joseph.html' title='Sweet Joseph'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-7745445329940489843</id><published>2010-02-08T21:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T21:03:29.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Closing</title><content type='html'>So today we closed on the house. Hurray. We will not be getting the keys until Thursday because of some channels it has to go through but we signed the papers today. Life is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-7745445329940489843?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/7745445329940489843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=7745445329940489843&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/7745445329940489843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/7745445329940489843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2010/02/closing.html' title='Closing'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-8810217206736453086</id><published>2010-02-08T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T20:59:53.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad as Mad Can Be</title><content type='html'>Some one posted something really gross under my last post Baby Ticker. So now I have to delete that post because I can't figure out how to delete just that comment. It makes me so mad. I made it harder for just anyone to comment on my blog but it still really makes me mad I had to delete all the nice comments people make. GRRRRRRR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-8810217206736453086?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/8810217206736453086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=8810217206736453086&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/8810217206736453086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/8810217206736453086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2010/02/mad-as-mad-can-be.html' title='Mad as Mad Can Be'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-478769143800175603</id><published>2010-01-31T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T13:02:09.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choose the Right</title><content type='html'>Today in primary the kids learned about choosing the Right. They were asked "how they choose the right".  Michael  raised his hand and said "today I choose the right because I didn't tell Trevor (his best little buddy) that my Mommy has a baby in her tummy"&lt;br /&gt; They twins were also overheard, walking down the hall, saying "when the baby in my Mommy's tummy comes out"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say don't tell secrets to little kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-478769143800175603?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/478769143800175603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=478769143800175603&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/478769143800175603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/478769143800175603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2010/01/choose-right.html' title='Choose the Right'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-8414951666864336102</id><published>2010-01-29T09:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T09:21:28.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousins</title><content type='html'>This last weekend we went to visit Jeremiah brother, Ryan and his family up in Sheradain. We always love going up a spending time with them. And the kids are always so excited to see their cousins. It is always so fun when we first get there to hear little Isaac yell, MISSY! Then he goes searching for all his cousins.&lt;br /&gt;For Christmas Grandma and Grandpa Muldowney got all the grandkids pajama's. It was really fun the Isaac and the twins had matching ones. When Isaac saw the Michael and Joseph were wearing the same pajama that he had he insisted that he wear the same pajama's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/S2MVPLjdsPI/AAAAAAAAAlA/GJGUJtAcmJs/s1600-h/IMG_0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432208926082707698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/S2MVPLjdsPI/AAAAAAAAAlA/GJGUJtAcmJs/s320/IMG_0029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are the three cute cousins all happy that they match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/S2MVP3Jci1I/AAAAAAAAAlI/0I1J3E8eC_M/s1600-h/IMG_0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/S2MVP3Jci1I/AAAAAAAAAlI/0I1J3E8eC_M/s1600-h/IMG_0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/S2MVP3Jci1I/AAAAAAAAAlI/0I1J3E8eC_M/s1600-h/IMG_0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432208937784740690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/S2MVP3Jci1I/AAAAAAAAAlI/0I1J3E8eC_M/s320/IMG_0030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Silly Faces. Isabelle wanted in on the pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/S2MVP3Jci1I/AAAAAAAAAlI/0I1J3E8eC_M/s1600-h/IMG_0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/S2MVPLjdsPI/AAAAAAAAAlA/GJGUJtAcmJs/s1600-h/IMG_0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-8414951666864336102?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/8414951666864336102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=8414951666864336102&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/8414951666864336102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/8414951666864336102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2010/01/cousins.html' title='Cousins'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/S2MVPLjdsPI/AAAAAAAAAlA/GJGUJtAcmJs/s72-c/IMG_0029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-3352681138029076461</id><published>2010-01-29T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T09:02:33.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'>House Update</title><content type='html'>Well we didn't close on the house today. We should hopefully be closing Wednesday but it is still up in the air. I just can't believe we are so close to owning our own home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-3352681138029076461?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/3352681138029076461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=3352681138029076461&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/3352681138029076461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/3352681138029076461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2010/01/house-update.html' title='House Update'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-8239273847479334687</id><published>2010-01-19T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T07:53:11.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joseph's Glasses</title><content type='html'>About 2 months ago Joseph finally got glasses. His eyes are stable enough to have them so Yeah. If you look at the picture below you may notice the line in the middle of the glasses. Yep he has bifocals. Poor boy he is 6 years old and already has old man glasses and will for the rest of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428477781438940434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/S1XTx-nExRI/AAAAAAAAAk4/rosbXZ6Am0I/s320/Dec+and+Jan+058.jpg" /&gt; He had a hard time adjusting to them at first. I would often find him walking around holding them. He has lost them at least two times already. But now he is doing well with them. I have never met a pickier boy when picking out glasses. It took him forever. We finally convinced him of these ones because they are red and Spiderman wears red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428477777317445810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/S1XTxvQbwLI/AAAAAAAAAkw/mXSsUahBUqU/s320/Dec+and+Jan+057.jpg" /&gt;I will say he looks so handsome in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-8239273847479334687?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/8239273847479334687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=8239273847479334687&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/8239273847479334687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/8239273847479334687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2010/01/josephs-glasses.html' title='Joseph&apos;s Glasses'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/S1XTx-nExRI/AAAAAAAAAk4/rosbXZ6Am0I/s72-c/Dec+and+Jan+058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-7832312717090122768</id><published>2010-01-18T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T16:09:10.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspection</title><content type='html'>We had the inspection today. Everything went pretty well. The water wasn't on so they were not able to check the pipes. We will be having a plumber come out and check the pipes and water heater. The furnace needs to be cleaned and checked for leaks. So as long as everything goes well with those the only thing that needs to be fixed is the door frame for the front door. Which will cost about $100. We are pretty happy with how it is turning out so far. Here are some pictures of my favorite parts of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428226849647330594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/S1Tvj013hSI/AAAAAAAAAkY/sa84vQLSt6U/s320/Dec+and+Jan+081.jpg" /&gt; Breakfast Bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428226855797355650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/S1TvkLwJdII/AAAAAAAAAkg/ou4h5Ys_WPs/s320/Dec+and+Jan+086.jpg" /&gt;Laundry Room &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428226863361064130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/S1Tvkn7efMI/AAAAAAAAAko/Z9UKuNs8b8Q/s320/Dec+and+Jan+089.jpg" /&gt;Storage Room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428226842574168946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/S1Tvjaffo3I/AAAAAAAAAkI/loyxuG69V-k/s320/Dec+and+Jan+064.jpg" /&gt;Dinning Room and door to the Backyard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/S1Tvjk8tNSI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/NV--YzgObAw/s1600-h/Dec+and+Jan+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428226845381047586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/S1Tvjk8tNSI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/NV--YzgObAw/s320/Dec+and+Jan+070.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Living Room. But I really want you to see the front door. It has a really cool design on it. I am planning on painting it red down the road. Right now our house is a really ugly green so I will wait to paint the door red until the outside of the house can match it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-7832312717090122768?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/7832312717090122768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=7832312717090122768&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/7832312717090122768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/7832312717090122768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2010/01/inspection.html' title='Inspection'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/S1Tvj013hSI/AAAAAAAAAkY/sa84vQLSt6U/s72-c/Dec+and+Jan+081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-884974828205538984</id><published>2010-01-16T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T09:35:19.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;You may think it is too soon to think about letters to Santa. But not Michael. This is the 3rd letter he has written. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/S1H38kYPt-I/AAAAAAAAAkA/HuFfh8HEgB4/s1600-h/img004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427391645887739874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/S1H38kYPt-I/AAAAAAAAAkA/HuFfh8HEgB4/s400/img004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The part I love the best it he didn't ask for any help. Everything is spelled correctly and the letter in in the right form. He is a smart little boy. To bad he won't be getting a cat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-884974828205538984?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/884974828205538984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=884974828205538984&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/884974828205538984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/884974828205538984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2010/01/dear-santa.html' title='Dear Santa'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/S1H38kYPt-I/AAAAAAAAAkA/HuFfh8HEgB4/s72-c/img004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-8684083167148409767</id><published>2010-01-15T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T10:56:39.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under Contract</title><content type='html'>As of yesterday we are officially under contract. Our closing date got moved up to January 29Th. 10 years exactly from our first date. What a great way to celebrate it. We have to inspector coming in on Monday. I am excited to see what happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-8684083167148409767?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/8684083167148409767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=8684083167148409767&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/8684083167148409767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/8684083167148409767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2010/01/under-contract.html' title='Under Contract'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-6230966275787418281</id><published>2010-01-15T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T10:58:29.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camera</title><content type='html'>Today I decided we are in need of a new camera. I was looking at my blog and realized I have nothing to blog about because I have no pictures. Post are way more fun to day with pictures. So if anyone know of a good camera for a good price please let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-6230966275787418281?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/6230966275787418281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=6230966275787418281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/6230966275787418281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/6230966275787418281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2010/01/camera.html' title='Camera'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-8014332985482287399</id><published>2010-01-12T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T10:38:32.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BYU Young Ambassadors</title><content type='html'>While down in Utah this weekend I was able to attend a fireside, with my Aunt Bev Clawson, by the &lt;a href="http://pam.byu.edu/similarpage.asp?title=Young%20Ambassadors"&gt;BYU Young Ambassadors&lt;/a&gt;. All I can say is AMAZING. It was a group of about 30+ students with amazing voices and even more amazing testimonies. One would get up and give a short talk and it would be followed by Hymns sung either as solo's, as the group or a combination. The spirit was so strong. The thing that amazed me the most is that the ones who gave talks didn't know until seconds before they were up giving it. I was in the front row and after a Hymn I could hear the conductor whisper something. I realized later it was him saying who was giving a talk right then. Crazy Huh? Well they did amazing.&lt;br /&gt; This group is know for their high energy, song and dance performances. It was neat to see them in a spiritual setting. If you ever have the opportunity to see them perform believe me you won't be disappointed. I hope this wasn't a once in a life time opportunity for me. I would love to see them perform again.&lt;br /&gt; Thank you so much Aunt Bev for inviting me to come with. It was amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-8014332985482287399?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/8014332985482287399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=8014332985482287399&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/8014332985482287399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/8014332985482287399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2010/01/byu-young-ambassadors.html' title='BYU Young Ambassadors'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-4860065666690593393</id><published>2010-01-08T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T10:00:08.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some day we might own a house</title><content type='html'>So we got more news about the house. As of now the Bank has excepted our offer. The guy has agreed to pay the rest of his mortgage. Now it is going to the WCDA to get approved. So we are told we will find out in two weeks. We made an offer on the house over a month ago. The offer is still not completely accepted. It has been a little frustrating because all we can do is wait. We can't do anything to get stuff done yet. We are just waiting. So our original closing date was Jan 15 then it got pushed back to Jan 28. I don't know what it is now but I am sure it will be some time in February. 2 months after we made the offer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-4860065666690593393?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/4860065666690593393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=4860065666690593393&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/4860065666690593393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/4860065666690593393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2010/01/some-day-we-might-own-house.html' title='Some day we might own a house'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-3045910515584098183</id><published>2010-01-03T15:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T17:57:29.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post By Michael</title><content type='html'>I decided to let Michael do a post. So here is what he wanted all of you to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422663238941380418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/S0ErfD2rj0I/AAAAAAAAAjo/7kg89p6C3cU/s200/Charles+and+Michael.JPG" /&gt;This is a picture of my baby cousin Charles and Me. I like him. He is my favorite cousin. And I love him. I love him every day. One time Charles family came to my house. But the next day they left. When he comes over I will show him how to play games. We have to wash our hand if we have germs on them so we can touch him. It is a good thing to wash our hand so we can touch babies. That is all we need to know about babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 174px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422664844467328466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/S0Es8g55VdI/AAAAAAAAAjw/kfVe9MhvMlY/s200/John+and+Abraham.JPG" /&gt; These are my uncles, Uncle John and Uncle Abraham. I have never seen my Uncle Stinky Pants because I don't have one. They are my favorite uncles. I have fun when I am with them. I like John's rat. Sometimes it climbs on my back. We always have to wash our hand when we are done holding the rat and the turtle because they have germs. I like to run and play games with my uncles. When we they come to visit my house I will teach them how to play with my toys nicely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; My favorite color it blue. My Grandpa likes blue.  Thats all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-3045910515584098183?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/3045910515584098183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=3045910515584098183&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/3045910515584098183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/3045910515584098183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2010/01/post-by-michael.html' title='Post By Michael'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/S0ErfD2rj0I/AAAAAAAAAjo/7kg89p6C3cU/s72-c/Charles+and+Michael.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-3179314882562283821</id><published>2009-12-31T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T08:43:48.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good New?????</title><content type='html'>We got the call from our Realtor.  The bank had accepted our offer under the condition that the guy who owned the house will take out a loan to pay off the rest of the loan, since we will be buying it for less then what is owed on the loan. So we are waiting again.&lt;br /&gt; This is what I have found out about foreclosers. Is that if the house goes into forecloser there is a small amount of time that if the house sells the person who owned the house no longer has the forecloser held against him. So it will be in this guys best interest to agree with the deal. Our original closing date was January 15 now it is the 28.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-3179314882562283821?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/3179314882562283821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=3179314882562283821&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/3179314882562283821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/3179314882562283821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/12/good-new.html' title='Good New?????'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-3089790556050046751</id><published>2009-12-19T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T23:26:41.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Punishment</title><content type='html'>So today William came running up stairs and informed me that Joseph and Michael were making a mess in the bathroom. So I said very loudly, as I was walking down the stairs, " they better not be because they will be in big trouble".&lt;br /&gt;  Even with this loud warning they were still up to no good when I looked into the bathroom. Well I had had it. These two boys, especially Joseph, had been making messes like crazy for the last week or so. So I gave them both a sound spanking (I know I have repented of this and I have fallen back into a routine of doing it again. I am trying, once again, not to spank anymore) and sent them to bed for the night (it was 4pm). They were very worried that that wouldn't get dinner so I informed them that I would be bringing them PB &amp;amp; J sandwiches for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;  As I walked away and started cooling down I came to realize that this is as much of a punishment for me as it would be for them. Joseph would most likely fall asleep pretty quickly. Then would sleep for who knows how long and wake up either at bed time or the middle of the night and start waking everyone else up, because he is good that way. Also they would most likely get PB&amp;amp;J all over their blankets (because they are messy) and I would have to clean there blankets.&lt;br /&gt; So I came up with a new punishment. I told them to get into the bathroom because they were going to scrub down the whole thing. I got them into rubber gloves and put them to work scrubbing the shower. With in seconds I hear giggling. Then Joseph says "this is so fun". Arrgg. These boys can turn anything into a game. I remind them that this IS a Punishment and it IS not Fun and there will be no giggling. I few seconds later "hey brother lets trade sponges that will be fun". I give up. At least they are cleaning and not laying on the floor crying. We made our way to the sink then to the toilet. Which, for some reason, was even more fun then the shower. They loved scrubbing the inside with the brush and wiping down the whole outside with cloths. But I finally got them when I made them wipe down the whole floor. They didn't like that.  I informed them that they will be cleaning the bathroom once a week until they can stop making messes (they didn't like that idea).&lt;br /&gt; So even though this didn't turn out to be the awful punishment I wanted it to be. I did get my bathroom clean (they did a surprisingly good job with little help from me). And I think they realized they don't want to make messes anymore because they informed William and Isabelle if they make messes they are going to have to help clean the bathroom then all four of them get to clean together (I think they were trying to talk them into it, then that it would be fun to have them their). Silly boys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-3089790556050046751?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/3089790556050046751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=3089790556050046751&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/3089790556050046751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/3089790556050046751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/12/punishment.html' title='The Punishment'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-8166921395839418419</id><published>2009-12-11T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T12:33:32.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>House Update Again</title><content type='html'>Can I pull my hair out yet??? At what point am I allowed too??? Yesterday we got a call from our Realator and she had no info for us. Today she called and said the house sold(tears). But it sold to the bank that had the loan at it. Sooo since we had an offer in already they are considering it. They said it will take about a week before they will know what they will want to do. So again we are in the Waiting Place. Waiting for the mail to come, or the rain to go, or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow or waiting around for a Yes or No. We are just waiting. So we are just ignoring that we are trying to by a house and living life as normal as possible and trying not to be stressed that we may or may not be owning a house that we want. Oh the Joy! So stay tuned for the next exciting twist of Our Lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-8166921395839418419?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/8166921395839418419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=8166921395839418419&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/8166921395839418419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/8166921395839418419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/12/house-update-again.html' title='House Update Again'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-5494550328203583726</id><published>2009-12-11T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T12:21:09.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>200 Post</title><content type='html'>This is my 200th Post. That's about all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-5494550328203583726?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/5494550328203583726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=5494550328203583726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/5494550328203583726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/5494550328203583726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/12/200-post.html' title='200 Post'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-6393952252129850639</id><published>2009-12-10T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T11:57:12.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Isabelle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SyFShkgdC5I/AAAAAAAAAjY/VWWnIGyQhDk/s1600-h/Pictures+2009+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413698963765005202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SyFShkgdC5I/AAAAAAAAAjY/VWWnIGyQhDk/s200/Pictures+2009+012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me: Where is my kiss Isabelle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(after giving me a quick kiss)&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle:It is right here in my heart Mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I love being a Mommy. What job could ever make you feel this good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-6393952252129850639?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/6393952252129850639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=6393952252129850639&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/6393952252129850639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/6393952252129850639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/12/sweet-isabelle.html' title='Sweet Isabelle'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SyFShkgdC5I/AAAAAAAAAjY/VWWnIGyQhDk/s72-c/Pictures+2009+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-4912918342874230054</id><published>2009-12-09T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T21:12:16.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Sale on the Courthouse Steps</title><content type='html'>So another update on our hopeful house to be. If the bank doesn't &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;approve&lt;/span&gt; our bid by tomorrow morning they will be selling it on the Courthouse steps sometime tomorrow and we most likely won't be able to get it then. So please keep us in your prayers. I know Heavenly Father knows best and what ever happens it is all in his plan. So if is doesn't work out, truthfully I will sit and cry for awhile, but then I will move on and we will just know it wasn't right for our family. If it does work out, truthfully I will still cry, but then jump for joy. More updates tomorrow. I know you are all holding your breath. Right???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-4912918342874230054?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/4912918342874230054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=4912918342874230054&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/4912918342874230054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/4912918342874230054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/12/for-sale-on-courthouse-steps.html' title='For Sale on the Courthouse Steps'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-8532716574494017828</id><published>2009-12-09T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T21:07:20.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Pero</title><content type='html'>For the last 17 years we have had a dog named &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pero&lt;/span&gt;. And if you are thinking that sound &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;familiar&lt;/span&gt;. He was named after Ross &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pero&lt;/span&gt;. Yes the crazy man who ran for President 17 years ago. That year we had three puppies left over from a litter. One had bushy brown hair (who we named Clinton), one I don't remember quite what he look like I just remember it resembled Bush (so of course we named him Bush) and last was a black dog who always had a odd expression on his fast, he was the runt, and had overly large &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;droopy&lt;/span&gt; ears (So of course we named him &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pero&lt;/span&gt;). Well we slowly got rid of Bush and Clinton but was never able to get rid of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pero&lt;/span&gt; (kind of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;opposite&lt;/span&gt; of our country).&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pero&lt;/span&gt; was a fun dog to have. He was the oddest looking dog ever. He had a snout of a large dog, the body of a medium dog, the legs of a small dog and the tail of a pig. He was odd all around. He had a funny &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;personality&lt;/span&gt; and was a great dog to have.&lt;br /&gt; Well being 17 year old he started going down hill. Last winter we weren't sure if he would make it. But you never know with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pero&lt;/span&gt;. This year with the first really cold days we realized he wasn't going to make it. Monday we saw him circling around in one spot for quite some time and it was below zero. Jeremiah had to go outside and carry him in because he couldn't figure out how to get to us. He was kind of out of it while in the house. And even fell down the steps(poor boy). So yesterday my Mom finally decided it was time and took him in and put him to sleep. It was sad to see him go but he was so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;miserable&lt;/span&gt; that I know he is happier now. The kids were a little upset. But once we explain how unhappy he was here and how much better he feels now he is in heaven they were &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;  So here is goodbye to a good, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt;, oddball, loving dog who gave us 17 years of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;companionship&lt;/span&gt; and joy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-8532716574494017828?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/8532716574494017828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=8532716574494017828&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/8532716574494017828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/8532716574494017828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/12/ode-to-pero.html' title='Ode to Pero'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-8612067643007686142</id><published>2009-12-07T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T20:11:34.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>House Update</title><content type='html'>Today was the date to find out if our offer was excepted. Sadly... we haven't found out yet. Our Realtor called and said that they are waiting for it to go through HUD first and we should find out by Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt; I guess this house is going through a short sell. Meaning that they guy is trying to get rid of it before it goes into foreclosure so the bank is letting them sell for less then it is worth. So they have to go through the bank to approve the offer, to see if the bank will be ok with that amount.&lt;br /&gt; Good news to us is that they guy wants to except the offer. He just has to see if the bank will let him.&lt;br /&gt; Keep posted more updates on Wednesday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-8612067643007686142?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/8612067643007686142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=8612067643007686142&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/8612067643007686142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/8612067643007686142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/12/house-update.html' title='House Update'/><author><name>Jeremiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04711355589387599772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUXkDsAUC1A/SORGEbf-C4I/AAAAAAAAAjs/tzaxTH7qn0w/S220/_MG_5711.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-680993506961735136</id><published>2009-12-04T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T21:02:21.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making an Offer</title><content type='html'>Today we made an offer on a home.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411532518817767442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SxmgJ4KboBI/AAAAAAAAAjI/tM6M_ZNJ4iE/s320/Family+Pictures+December+2008+200.jpg" /&gt;We are very excited about it. It is a 4 bedroom house that is going for 115,000 because they want to sell it before it goes into forcloser. The biggest things we can see that need fixed are the door frame on the front door and a good cleaning and a new paint job. We should find out by Monday if our offer was except and move on from there. I am worried about the inspection because who nows if something will crop up in it. Hopefully nothing. Sadly we won't be in 4th ward anymore and it wouldn't be in 5th ward either (sorry Steph). I am excited it will be in 3rd ward though because there are many people I love in it. So keep your fingers crossed and say a prayer for us. I know if it the right thing the Lord will provide a way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-680993506961735136?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/680993506961735136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=680993506961735136&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/680993506961735136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/680993506961735136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/12/making-offer.html' title='Making an Offer'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SxmgJ4KboBI/AAAAAAAAAjI/tM6M_ZNJ4iE/s72-c/Family+Pictures+December+2008+200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-485271418128931912</id><published>2009-11-30T13:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T13:10:35.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>In August when we went out to visit Jeremiah's family we had Family pictures taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410006327243273234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SxQ0F1fzdBI/AAAAAAAAAiA/kskIva2H1fQ/s320/IMG_0116.JPG" /&gt;Here is the whole Muldowney Clan (except Jacob who was on his mission on the time. And baby Jacob who, as you can tell by looking at Mimi, wasn't born yet). It was so fun to be together. I am so thankful for Jeremiah's family. They are so dear to me. I love them all so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-485271418128931912?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/485271418128931912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=485271418128931912&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/485271418128931912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/485271418128931912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/11/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SxQ0F1fzdBI/AAAAAAAAAiA/kskIva2H1fQ/s72-c/IMG_0116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-801420955469737282</id><published>2009-11-01T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T22:10:22.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Where Over the Rainbow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/Su5VdRAt8QI/AAAAAAAAAh4/IBwSVZj9gYc/s1600-h/October+2009+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399346964534784258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/Su5VdRAt8QI/AAAAAAAAAh4/IBwSVZj9gYc/s320/October+2009+019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dorthey (aka Isabelle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399346639561167410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/Su5VKWY-EjI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/1hIlaHMG1Og/s320/October+2009+022.jpg" /&gt;Scarecrow (aka Joseph)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399346641667460466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/Su5VKePJjXI/AAAAAAAAAhI/vxu7-fKqwA8/s320/October+2009+013.jpg" /&gt;Tin Man (aka Michael)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399346643623631714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/Su5VKlhiW2I/AAAAAAAAAhY/1CDqT7iCtCk/s320/October+2009+010.jpg" /&gt;Memeber of the Lollipop Guild, William&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399346649968673122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/Su5VK9KUAWI/AAAAAAAAAhg/78hu415JCL0/s320/October+2009+009.jpg" /&gt;The whole Wizard of OZ clan, Gilda(Ann) holding Toto(Emmanual), Lollipop Guild-Ryan(red) Jeremiah(green) William (blue), Dorthey (Isabelle), Scarecrow(Joseph) Cowardly Lion (Isaac, which he wasn't so cowardly, he kept rarring at everyone) Tin Man (Michael) Wicked Witch of the West (beautiful green Me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399346962791470866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/Su5VdKhFFxI/AAAAAAAAAhw/rr53IHkhKh8/s320/October+2009+024.jpg" /&gt;My oh so cute Crew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399346651024813458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/Su5VLBGHbZI/AAAAAAAAAho/KgiGCnt6V_w/s320/October+2009+028.jpg" /&gt;William and Isabelle showing off their Halloween shirts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-801420955469737282?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/801420955469737282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=801420955469737282&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/801420955469737282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/801420955469737282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/11/some-where-over-rainbow.html' title='Some Where Over the Rainbow'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/Su5VdRAt8QI/AAAAAAAAAh4/IBwSVZj9gYc/s72-c/October+2009+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-2266529120420372521</id><published>2009-11-01T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T22:00:35.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner in a Pumpkin</title><content type='html'>Since I had two people ask here is the recipe. I had a friend give this to me at least 3-4 years ago. Thanks Rebecca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner in a Pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 lbs ground beef&lt;br /&gt;¾ c diced celery&lt;br /&gt;1/3 c diced green pepper&lt;br /&gt;¾ c diced onion&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp salt&lt;br /&gt;¼ tsp pepper&lt;br /&gt;4 oz can mushrooms (optional)&lt;br /&gt;¼ c soy sauce&lt;br /&gt;2 T brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 can cream soup( I add 2 cans and I use mushroom)&lt;br /&gt;2 c cooked rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cook beef, celery pepper and onion until beef is browned. Mix in the rest of the ingredients. Pour into cleaned out pumpkins.&lt;br /&gt;Cook at 350 for 1 ½ hours&lt;br /&gt;Decorate pumpkin with&lt;br /&gt;Black olives         steamed carrots&lt;br /&gt;Whole cloves         parsley leaves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-2266529120420372521?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/2266529120420372521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=2266529120420372521&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/2266529120420372521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/2266529120420372521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/11/dinner-in-pumpkin.html' title='Dinner in a Pumpkin'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-3337519714955365020</id><published>2009-11-01T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T19:07:30.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That awfull ice</title><content type='html'>On Friday I was out delivering newspapers. It was pretty icy out. Most of the sidewalks were covered with ice and snow so I was walking on the street. I saw a car coming so I started moving over to the side walk and that is when I slipped on the ice. I didn't even realize that I had slipped until after I hit the ground. At first I thought I would just be bruised up. But then I checked out my hand again and realized it was bleeding pretty good. I was up the street about 1/4 a mile from my house so I continued delivering papers. I am sure I looked pretty stupid. I was walking along with my right hand in the air, without a glove and keeping pressure on in it with my left hand until I would have to throw a paper. When I got home my Mom was up getting ready for school so she took a minute and cleaned up my hand and bandaged it. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399334788366891522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/Su5KYhQEegI/AAAAAAAAAgY/MAEW477cfwA/s320/October+2009+038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my hand (not a great picture) two days after. I am going to have a pretty little scar. I think the worse part of it all was that the person in the car had to see me fall because they pulled into their garage close to where I fell and didn't even check to see if I was ok. They just closed the garage door. What kind people live in my neighborhood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-3337519714955365020?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/3337519714955365020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=3337519714955365020&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/3337519714955365020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/3337519714955365020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/11/that-awfull-ice.html' title='That awfull ice'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/Su5KYhQEegI/AAAAAAAAAgY/MAEW477cfwA/s72-c/October+2009+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-3263383584972644694</id><published>2009-11-01T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T18:32:22.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presenting the Lollipop Guild</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f1a2fda074442aad" 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.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df1a2fda074442aad%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329883522%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D17DFDC8CAB03205A3989ACA56715F61181A97FE6.2BE46ACE76437BF58F836BFEF39D2E622FAE4756%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df1a2fda074442aad%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D68ujswPumLUFFig5eVjDiWdx0LI&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.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df1a2fda074442aad%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329883522%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D17DFDC8CAB03205A3989ACA56715F61181A97FE6.2BE46ACE76437BF58F836BFEF39D2E622FAE4756%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df1a2fda074442aad%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D68ujswPumLUFFig5eVjDiWdx0LI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For a short time only (until Jeremiah finds out that I put this up and make me take it off) I present, for your entertainment, The Lollipop guild. Please enjoy. And PLEASE no one put this on youtube that is what Jeremiah is really worried about.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-3263383584972644694?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/3263383584972644694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=3263383584972644694&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/3263383584972644694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/3263383584972644694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/11/presenting-lollipop-guild.html' title='Presenting the Lollipop Guild'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-1942627543529752834</id><published>2009-11-01T09:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T10:26:11.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What did you eat for Halloween?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; I love having special things to eat for Halloween. We started off the feasting the night before with Dinner in a pumpkin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399196242717405090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/Su3MYGfLb6I/AAAAAAAAAfI/B4AgYTv4Gu8/s320/October+2009+007.jpg" /&gt;This year I used pie pumpkins and it was so much better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For breakfast we enjoyed a very healthy breakfast of Shredded Wheat. Not exciting enough to take a picture of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For lunch we started off with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hors&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;d'Oeuvres&lt;/span&gt; of Rabbits Brains &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399196258144206818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/Su3MY_9Nv-I/AAAAAAAAAfg/pyCKrHlx97Q/s320/October+2009+027.jpg" /&gt;The kids wouldn't even touch this. (It was breaded eggplant but I had to give it a fun name)&lt;br /&gt;For the main course &lt;a href="http://www.pillsbury.com/Recipes/ShowRecipe.aspx?rid=16015"&gt;Mummy Dogs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399196248165910434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/Su3MYayNB6I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/yuAl0lV8JRY/s320/October+2009+025.jpg" /&gt;We didn't have a small enough mustard bottle so the faces didn't turn out. But you get the picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; With our meal we enjoyed a nice bubbling broth of Witches Brew.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399196252719445570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/Su3MYrv2dkI/AAAAAAAAAfY/HkRDSQD8uug/s320/October+2009+026.jpg" /&gt;Michael was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; disturbed by everything and said he wouldn't eat any of it. But as he saw me making everything he realized it was all fun.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For Dinner we enjoyed Dead Man Over Worms&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399196258156474978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/Su3MZAAI8mI/AAAAAAAAAfo/xwYVB7FAw_U/s320/October+2009+034.jpg" /&gt;This one is my favorite. Especially since it even freaks out Jeremiah. It is so fun when one of the kids say " I just want half an arm" What can be better then that.&lt;br /&gt;We finished off the night after trick-or-treating with some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;delicious&lt;/span&gt; Apple Cider that my Mom whipped up while we were out.&lt;br /&gt;I will say it was a very tasty Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-1942627543529752834?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/1942627543529752834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=1942627543529752834&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/1942627543529752834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/1942627543529752834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-did-you-eat-for-halloween.html' title='What did you eat for Halloween?'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/Su3MYGfLb6I/AAAAAAAAAfI/B4AgYTv4Gu8/s72-c/October+2009+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-1523430136170422493</id><published>2009-10-25T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T21:16:01.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canning</title><content type='html'>This year I have taken up canning. It was so fun to do.My mom even bought me a special canning book that helped out a lot. I don't think you will understand the joy until you have spent a couple hours in the kitchen peeling, pitting and cutting up your fruit to prepare for the jars. Then when you are all finished and have jars of beautiful golden peaches and other yummy fruits sitting on your table it is just sheer joy. It is so wonderful that I know I can do this and if anything arises I have this new talent under my belt. It was also so nice to control how much sugar and such was put into it. I use a light syrup on the peaches and pears. I was considering using juice but the books said that they don't keep their taste, color, and shape as well in juice. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396753232603708354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SuUeeMnI-8I/AAAAAAAAAew/BkDSYnrV2zU/s320/Pictures+2009+037.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The apple sauce is sugar free in delicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396753237768467138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SuUeef2g8sI/AAAAAAAAAe4/7JBo6ZfZcYU/s320/Pictures+2009+054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister-in-law Ann gave me this great recipe for apple butter that is also sugar free. It calls for honey instead. I started using unfiltered raw honey that is so much better for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396753238774161538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SuUeejmSoII/AAAAAAAAAfA/vGRjE8tDrfs/s320/Pictures+2009+055.jpg" /&gt;I have some more apples waiting for the works so I can make more applesauce and apple butter. Next year I have big plans for salsa and sugar free jams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-1523430136170422493?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/1523430136170422493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=1523430136170422493&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/1523430136170422493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/1523430136170422493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/10/canning.html' title='Canning'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SuUeeMnI-8I/AAAAAAAAAew/BkDSYnrV2zU/s72-c/Pictures+2009+037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-419016126406132076</id><published>2009-10-18T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T22:02:49.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recieving Priesthood Blessing</title><content type='html'>Today I was finally set apart as a Young &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Women's&lt;/span&gt; advisor. I don't know about any of you but I get so excited to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; any type of Priesthood blessings. I just know that Heavenly Father is speaking to me and telling me the thing I need to hear. I also feel so close to him at these moments because I know He knows me. He knows my trails, my fears, the thing I need to hear keep me going. I am so thankful that Jeremiah is a worthy Priesthood holder and he blesses our family greatly because he is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-419016126406132076?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/419016126406132076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=419016126406132076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/419016126406132076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/419016126406132076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/10/recieving-priesthood-blessing.html' title='Recieving Priesthood Blessing'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-4829518492270920774</id><published>2009-10-17T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T21:58:00.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Promptings of the Spirit</title><content type='html'>So Thursday I was getting ready to take Joseph down to Utah for a check up. We were to leave at 3:00pm. At 2:35ish, as I was trying to finish up last minute things before heading out, I just felt so uncomfortable about everything. I had had this feeling earlier and just shook it off. So I as I was experiencing this feeling once more I thought maybe I am not suppose to go out of town. Then whoosh I felt better.  At this time I was headed to pick up Joseph and Michael(he was coming with) from school early. I was still battling with the decision because I just didn't know when I could get Joseph down again and we have to be really careful with his eye care. In a split second I picked up my cell phone and called the school and told them I was no longer going to pick up the boys early. Whoosh I felt even better. So I turned around and went home and called to doctors office and spent sometime setting up a new appointment. The funniest part to me was while I was calling to change my appointment I was thinking 'I am following a prompting from the Holy Ghost so everything will fall into place and they will make the appointment for next weekend when the boys have two days off of school, even though Jeremiah will have to switch his schedule around or I will just take all the kids with me.' So it didn't work out that way. They couldn't get us in until November 13, a month away. But as I checked out the calendar it would work out better for Jeremiah if I did it this way. And they thought Joseph was doing OK enough it could be pushed back that much.&lt;br /&gt; That evening I just felt peace and joy. I got to spend a peaceful evening with my kids, which we don't get enough of. And a very pleasant Friday together. I am not sure why I had this prompting. The weather was better then it had been in a couple weeks. But as I was trying to get ready I kept having the feeling that if we went we were going to get hurt. So yay we are alive, healthy and safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-4829518492270920774?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/4829518492270920774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=4829518492270920774&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/4829518492270920774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/4829518492270920774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/10/promptings-of-spirit.html' title='Promptings of the Spirit'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-3005581224015719838</id><published>2009-10-05T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T19:53:52.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joy of Womenhood</title><content type='html'>In Young Women's we had a beauty night. The Young Women's President read this quote to all the girls. It is taken from a talk in a Conference by Sister Nadauld.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The decision for you to be born into this earth female was determined long before mortal birth, as were the divine differences of male and female.&lt;br /&gt;Our outward appearance is a reflection of what we are on the inside. Our lives reflect that for which we seek. And if with all our hearts we truly seek to know the Savior, we will reflect his love to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Celebrate your femininity&lt;/strong&gt;! Part of knowing that you are a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Daughter of God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is looking your best. Looking your best on the outside should reflect your standards on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Women of God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can never be like women of the world.&lt;br /&gt;The world has enough women who are &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;tough&lt;/span&gt;; we need women who are &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;tender&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The world has enough women who are &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;coarse&lt;/span&gt;; we need women who are &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;kind&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;There are enough women who are &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;rude&lt;/span&gt;; we need women who are &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;re&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;fined&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We have enough women of &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;fame and fortune&lt;/span&gt;; we need more women of &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;faith&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We have enough women of &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;greed&lt;/span&gt;; we need more &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;goodness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We have enough &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;vanity&lt;/span&gt;; we need more&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;virtue&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We have enough &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;popularity&lt;/span&gt;; we need more &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;purity&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-3005581224015719838?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/3005581224015719838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=3005581224015719838&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/3005581224015719838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/3005581224015719838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/10/joy-of-womenhood.html' title='The Joy of Womenhood'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-1333051104941021822</id><published>2009-09-27T19:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T20:18:58.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Weekend</title><content type='html'>I don't often feel like this but I am so glad this weekend is over. We had a very &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;exciting&lt;/span&gt; (not in a good way) weekend. It started off with a trip to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;emergency&lt;/span&gt; room. Joseph started coughing some on Thursday evening. By Friday after school he was wheezing pretty bad. I tried to give him and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nebulizer&lt;/span&gt; treatment but I couldn't find one part to it. So I had to give him his inhaler but that didn't help much. I ran to two pharmacy's who either couldn't sell it to me because I didn't use their pharmacy or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; they just didn't have it. So I went home once more and tore apart my bathroom looking for the one part with no luck. I finally sat down and thought hard of where that part could be. It finally dawned on me where it was and I finally go him a treatment at 8pm. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Usually&lt;/span&gt; he is breathing a lot better by the time his treatment is over but not this time. Within a half an hour he breathing was pretty hard again. And he told me he couldn't breath. So after calling Jeremiah at work and watching him for a little while I took him to the ER. (This is not the first time we have had to do this. We were actually there in August while out east)&lt;br /&gt; They measured his breathing and it was at an 88. It is suppose to be at least a 92 and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; pushing it. So we were emitted in the ER. He was put on oxygen right away and gave him an IV. They ran a whole bunch of blood, urine and snot test on him and did a chest x-ray. Which we have never had any of that done before. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Luckily&lt;/span&gt; everything came back negative. So after watching him for awhile and giving him some treatments they decided he needed to be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;emitted&lt;/span&gt; into the hospital. &lt;br /&gt; So around 3AM they brought us to a new room. Jeremiah headed home around 3:30 and after they got everything situated I fell asleep at 4AM. They were back in doing test at 6AM so from then on I was in and out of sleep. The rest of the day was long and boring. The doctor came in and said he could go home once he could breath fine with out oxygen. Jeremiah brought the other kids in to visit. And my brother Daniel came in to help Jeremiah give Joseph a blessing. Jeremiah came in and traded me out around 1pm and I headed home for a day of canning peaches (next post). We were hoping Joseph would be home by supper but he just wasn't improving fast enough. They were able to take him off oxygen in the evening but kept him over night for observation. This morning they had to wait for the doctor to come sign him out. So at noon today Joseph &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;came home&lt;/span&gt;. The said with all the medications he was on for his eyes, his immune system is really down. So when he got sick it was fast and bad. We were told we need to get him on a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;steroid&lt;/span&gt; treatment or else we will be in the hospital a lot this winter. Yeah one more medication on his list. It is so nice to have him home tonight. He is breathing really well and is very chipper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-1333051104941021822?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/1333051104941021822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=1333051104941021822&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/1333051104941021822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/1333051104941021822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/09/long-weekend.html' title='Long Weekend'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-8270408671389006721</id><published>2009-09-13T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T20:39:00.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly boy</title><content type='html'>Joseph is doing really well. Whenever anyone ask how he is doing he says: " I can see out of both my eyes now". It is kind of sad but really funny at the same time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-8270408671389006721?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/8270408671389006721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=8270408671389006721&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/8270408671389006721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/8270408671389006721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/09/silly-boy.html' title='Silly boy'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-4040785535988587325</id><published>2009-09-13T20:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T20:37:18.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something in the water</title><content type='html'>In our ward we have 5 sets a twins. Can you believe it. And what is more unbelievable is that they are all boys. One of the Moms had a great idea of getting pictures of all of them together. They are lined up oldest to youngest. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381161578033882690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/Sq258dGwpkI/AAAAAAAAAek/A881NmzDFWo/s320/10+Boys+angle.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381161567274943618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/Sq2571BoRII/AAAAAAAAAec/RFCAwlwqe20/s320/10+Boys+back-to-back.JPG" /&gt;It is so fun to look at these pictures. If you look close in all the sets one twin is a little taller then the other. I know two sets where not born in the ward but still that is pretty crazy to have 5 sets of twin boys in one ward. I just hope I some how get a set of girl twins if I get another set&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-4040785535988587325?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/4040785535988587325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=4040785535988587325&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/4040785535988587325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/4040785535988587325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/09/something-in-water.html' title='Something in the water'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/Sq258dGwpkI/AAAAAAAAAek/A881NmzDFWo/s72-c/10+Boys+angle.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-2805297148423500048</id><published>2009-09-10T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T21:46:54.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beware the one eyed man...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oUXkDsAUC1A/SqnWFUeeFkI/AAAAAAAAAyU/_1cnsskOPeY/s1600-h/September+2009+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380066616754968130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oUXkDsAUC1A/SqnWFUeeFkI/AAAAAAAAAyU/_1cnsskOPeY/s200/September+2009+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUXkDsAUC1A/SqnVRBEqSqI/AAAAAAAAAyM/bVEJ064BS8Y/s1600-h/September+2009+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380065718193244834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUXkDsAUC1A/SqnVRBEqSqI/AAAAAAAAAyM/bVEJ064BS8Y/s200/September+2009+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I managed to remember to take two pictures this morning before Joseph had his bandage removed. Here he is in all his glory! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-2805297148423500048?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/2805297148423500048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=2805297148423500048&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/2805297148423500048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/2805297148423500048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/09/beware-one-eyed-man.html' title='Beware the one eyed man...'/><author><name>Jeremiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04711355589387599772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUXkDsAUC1A/SORGEbf-C4I/AAAAAAAAAjs/tzaxTH7qn0w/S220/_MG_5711.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oUXkDsAUC1A/SqnWFUeeFkI/AAAAAAAAAyU/_1cnsskOPeY/s72-c/September+2009+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-9209330257398322971</id><published>2009-09-10T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T09:38:08.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He can see again</title><content type='html'>Joseph just went in to get his patch off and check out his eye. He is already able to see some stuff. The doctor his very happy with how is eye looks so far. Joseph has another check up next Thursday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-9209330257398322971?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/9209330257398322971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=9209330257398322971&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/9209330257398322971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/9209330257398322971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/09/he-can-see-again.html' title='He can see again'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-4855517050231348146</id><published>2009-09-09T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T21:56:43.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joseph Surgery</title><content type='html'>Every thing went well. Jeremiah said Joseph was very brave going in. The surgery went well and he is recovering well. They will take off his patch tomorrow morning and we will see if he can see. I can't wait until they get home tomorrow night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-4855517050231348146?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/4855517050231348146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=4855517050231348146&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/4855517050231348146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/4855517050231348146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/09/joseph-surgery.html' title='Joseph Surgery'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-4900008514985825286</id><published>2009-09-09T21:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T21:54:48.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Diet(not for me)</title><content type='html'>So I have been asked why I am going with out sugar. So here is my answer. William has had a tough start at school again this year(yay for life). The second day while sitting in the principals office William teacher and the principal asked if I have had William tested for anything.  I told them "no". They went on to tell me the good reasons to get William tested (they were really careful not to say what for but I knew the meant ADHD) and to put him on medication. I told them at this point it is not an option but will think about it. I also told them that I felt that it is over diagnosed and over medicated( and plus I really believe William doesn't have it and I have read a lot to trust you mother intuition on this subject and that is what it is telling me). So I went home and Jeremiah and I talked a lot about it and  prayed about it. The next morning around 3 am I woke up feeling like I need to fast for William the next day. The amazing thing is even though I wasn't fasting for the thing I need most (inspiration of what to do)(I was fasting that he would have a good day), I received the answer I need. I felt inspired to change his diet to help him out. So from that day I have taken out all dye's from his diet. And I have tried to take out as much sugar as possible. The whole family is abiding by this diet. I didn't want William to feel singled out and this would benefit all my kids and me. So we have been eating a lot of oatmeal for breakfast. I use sugar free, organic apple juice instead of water to sweeten the oatmeal. But I feel we are all getting bored of this breakfast(after eating it for almost 3 weeks). So this is why I am searching for help. Plus I feel like my kids need a little treat now and then. I have been making some treats with honey instead or by cutting out part of the sugar. But I could still use some help.&lt;br /&gt;Also if anyone had information at there about how to help ADHD kids with out medication I would love to get a hold of it. &lt;br /&gt;William has made a some progress already and I want to make sure I continue it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-4900008514985825286?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/4900008514985825286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=4900008514985825286&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/4900008514985825286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/4900008514985825286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-dietnot-for-me.html' title='New Diet(not for me)'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-3069573389411310546</id><published>2009-09-09T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T12:09:38.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recipe search</title><content type='html'>I am on a search for recipes that do not call for any sugar. I am ok with things that call for honey.  I need mostly breakfast, bread and treat recipes. Can anyone help me out?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-3069573389411310546?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/3069573389411310546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=3069573389411310546&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/3069573389411310546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/3069573389411310546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/09/recipe-search.html' title='Recipe search'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-5260489939038898723</id><published>2009-08-30T21:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T21:45:20.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joseph Update</title><content type='html'>We had another check up about a week ago. His left eye is looking wonderful and so we have schedule surgery for the right eye. It will be September 9. We are praying it will go as well as the left eye. We are once again asking anyone who would like to join us to fast for Joseph this up coming Sunday, September 6. We are so thankful for our family and friends. It sure makes things easier with your support and love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-5260489939038898723?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/5260489939038898723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=5260489939038898723&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/5260489939038898723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/5260489939038898723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/08/joseph-update.html' title='Joseph Update'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-156382035686266648</id><published>2009-08-30T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T21:40:07.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New calling</title><content type='html'>I just received a new calling at church today. I am now a Beehive advisor. I am so excited. I love working with the young women. I am also super excited because one of my good friends in the ward is also the Beehive adviser (we have so many Beehives they have 2 advisers) and so I get to see her more. They have not found someone to replace me in my other calling so right now I am also teaching Sunday school to the kids who are 12 yrs old(which I love). So this next Sunday I am teaching Sunday school and giving the Beehive lesson. What could be more fun then that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-156382035686266648?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/156382035686266648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=156382035686266648&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/156382035686266648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/156382035686266648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-calling.html' title='New calling'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-5202046144767046562</id><published>2009-08-30T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T21:36:01.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is zooming by</title><content type='html'>I have been so bad at posting lately. I actually don't feel too bad about it because I have made a desicion not to post on many  times because it wasn't a priority.  We have had a very busy summer and I am so sad it is already over. I have fun pictures and a lot of fun memories I will post soon when I feel like I can catch my breath.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-5202046144767046562?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/5202046144767046562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=5202046144767046562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/5202046144767046562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/5202046144767046562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/08/life-is-zooming-by.html' title='Life is zooming by'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-574074916722887010</id><published>2009-07-25T21:35:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T21:35:14.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle Tims Quilt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SnZorrpHAvI/AAAAAAAAAds/8Vkm24oxJ_o/s1600-h/July+2009+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365591105717338866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SnZorrpHAvI/AAAAAAAAAds/8Vkm24oxJ_o/s320/July+2009+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Mom made this quilt for her brother Tim.  I helped a little so I felt like I could post it. It is made out of old jean his and his daughters have worn. It also has their Brands on the quilt. I think my mom did an amazing job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-574074916722887010?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/574074916722887010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=574074916722887010&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/574074916722887010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/574074916722887010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/07/uncle-tims-quilt.html' title='Uncle Tims Quilt'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SnZorrpHAvI/AAAAAAAAAds/8Vkm24oxJ_o/s72-c/July+2009+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-6313018452562158863</id><published>2009-07-19T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T21:57:52.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiders</title><content type='html'>A big conversation in our home is about spiders. Which I guess I can't be to surprised since we find at least one in the basement every day and we see way too many in the garden. So this evening as the kids were going to bed this is the conversation they had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William: Bad spiders have red eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph:What color of eyes do good spiders have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William: Blue eyes (of course, what a surprise they are the same color as his)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph: Oh I never knew that before(he makes me laugh so hard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William :Yeah good Daddy spiders have blue eyes and they teach their kid spiders to be good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What about Mommy spiders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William: Well bad Mommy spiders have red eyes and they show Daddy spiders to show kid spiders to be bad (hmm I guess we know who is the meany in our house)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph: When I am a spider I will have blue eyes and be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the minds of children. They will always give you a good laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-6313018452562158863?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/6313018452562158863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=6313018452562158863&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/6313018452562158863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/6313018452562158863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/07/spiders.html' title='Spiders'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-4016202139407446892</id><published>2009-07-19T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T21:47:16.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joseph and Michaels B-day Party</title><content type='html'>We had Joseph and Michael's Birthday party on Saturday since I will be up at girls camp for their actual birthday. They begged to have two friend from church over so I decided to invite the whole family and play swimming pool kickball. We also had the pleasure of having uncle Ryan and Aunt Aunt (Ann)(as our kids call her) and their cute boys down from Sheridan to join in on the party. We had a lot of laughs and a couple of tears as kids got hit by the ball. At one point we played boys against girls and the men would tell the little girls to lay down so the would get pumbled by the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" src="http://widget-8d.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=1080863910591168141&amp;amp;site=widget-8d.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; WIDTH: 400px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1080863910591168141&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-8d.slide.com/p1/1080863910591168141/bb_t014_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1080863910591168141&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-8d.slide.com/p2/1080863910591168141/bb_t014_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1080863910591168141&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-8d.slide.com/p4/1080863910591168141/bb_t014_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We also made home made ice cream. The kids were all pushing in line to get a turn. Strong Kaden showed everyone how it was done and even took two turns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360397290750202226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SmP073Ih0XI/AAAAAAAAAak/H-yUCfOMD7w/s320/July+2009+035.jpg" /&gt;The boys requested Transformer cakes. If you can't tell the yellow one is Bumble Bee and the black one (it was gray and got darker as the day went on) is Jazz. The boys had a great day and we are thankful for the family who made the effort to come.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-4016202139407446892?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/4016202139407446892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=4016202139407446892&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/4016202139407446892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/4016202139407446892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-had-joseph-and-michaels-birthday.html' title='Joseph and Michaels B-day Party'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SmP073Ih0XI/AAAAAAAAAak/H-yUCfOMD7w/s72-c/July+2009+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-1454644876868533163</id><published>2009-07-12T21:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T21:28:02.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joseph Update</title><content type='html'>Jeremiah and Joseph headed down to Salt Lake once again on Wednesday. Joseph had a check up early Thursday morning. Dr. Vitali said everything is looking great and his eye sight has improved greatly. One bad thing is that the cataract is already returning to his eye (crazy right?). But luckily it is a really easy procedure to have it removed with a laser. They said it could be done while he is awake (yeah right like that will happen he is too squirmy). We don't go back down until August 21 for another check up and if everything is looking grand Joseph will be having cataract surgery on his right eye September 9. So wish us luck.&lt;br /&gt; Joseph is doing really well with getting around. He is getting good at putting on sunglasses before he walks outside. And he runs around as if he could see fine out of both eyes. He is a trooper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-1454644876868533163?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/1454644876868533163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=1454644876868533163&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/1454644876868533163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/1454644876868533163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/07/joseph-update.html' title='Joseph Update'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1337944480889176011.post-6390118308609852141</id><published>2009-07-08T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:57:57.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Climbing Tree's</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356319086263084722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SlV31HhbJrI/AAAAAAAAAaM/3dJD9zDGLQc/s320/June+2009+008.jpg" /&gt; The kids have taken to climbing trees. They are so funny to watch do this because they are not yet very good at it. But with some help they can get up a bit. Grandma helped Isabelle get up into the tree. Then Isabelle said "You can leave Grandma, don't worry I am just going to sit here by myself" And she did for a while. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356319914386704242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SlV4lUhex3I/AAAAAAAAAac/1wsvYsZFCpg/s320/June+2009+010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356319910717447378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SlV4lG2qXNI/AAAAAAAAAaU/KRkVn4vaR0A/s320/June+2009+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1337944480889176011-6390118308609852141?l=jmmuldowney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/feeds/6390118308609852141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1337944480889176011&amp;postID=6390118308609852141&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/6390118308609852141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1337944480889176011/posts/default/6390118308609852141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmmuldowney.blogspot.com/2009/07/climbing-trees.html' title='Climbing Tree&apos;s'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278922268252504878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SOmaUqvM_iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anFbkRKzPwY/S220/Isabel_glasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SWrCdf5b-74/SlV31HhbJrI/AAAAAAAAAaM/3dJD9zDGLQc/s72-c/June+2009+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
