<?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-2175888815221214693</id><updated>2011-11-08T11:15:49.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Price's, Right?</title><subtitle type='html'>that would be us!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>120</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-2241947672507865907</id><published>2010-07-14T08:37:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T09:24:10.975-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby blessing on the 4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3aNNBQjQI/AAAAAAAABrE/4tcaBeX2-Jg/s1600/IMG_4553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3aNNBQjQI/AAAAAAAABrE/4tcaBeX2-Jg/s400/IMG_4553.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493787040829967618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family LOVES the 4th of July.  What a great day we had with friends and family, to bless Dawson and create memories.  (Thanks Becca for taking so many pictures.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3aMpEPRwI/AAAAAAAABq8/Jbdf4uSXBMI/s1600/IMG_4563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3aMpEPRwI/AAAAAAAABq8/Jbdf4uSXBMI/s400/IMG_4563.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493787031178790658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is still surprising to see a picture of our family.  It looks so big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3eq8xTIqI/AAAAAAAABr0/i7R_euJMBRQ/s1600/IMG_4516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3eq8xTIqI/AAAAAAAABr0/i7R_euJMBRQ/s400/IMG_4516.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493791949910647458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was a lot of fun to take. (Can you sense the sarcasm?)  Too many kids wanting to go and change their clothes already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3eqnuIluI/AAAAAAAABrs/KZH547urQFQ/s1600/IMG_4526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3eqnuIluI/AAAAAAAABrs/KZH547urQFQ/s400/IMG_4526.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493791944260228834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proud papa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3eqKJIb4I/AAAAAAAABrk/4nlWndrWn70/s1600/IMG_4537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3eqKJIb4I/AAAAAAAABrk/4nlWndrWn70/s400/IMG_4537.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493791936320401282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proud grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3epuAOO7I/AAAAAAAABrc/dprECyxdzAY/s1600/IMG_4540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3epuAOO7I/AAAAAAAABrc/dprECyxdzAY/s400/IMG_4540.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493791928766839730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3aNxKpebI/AAAAAAAABrU/XAtHb4Ids7A/s1600/IMG_4542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3aNxKpebI/AAAAAAAABrU/XAtHb4Ids7A/s400/IMG_4542.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493787050533026226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to take a picture of all the girls in their 4th of July dresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3aNpYK-YI/AAAAAAAABrM/w2YB_dWfkxQ/s1600/IMG_4546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3aNpYK-YI/AAAAAAAABrM/w2YB_dWfkxQ/s400/IMG_4546.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493787048442263938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawson got to meet Great Grandma Rigby for the first time.  This is Dawson's only great grandparent still with us, so of course we had to get the 4 generations picture.  We love you Grandma Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3aMCmr-AI/AAAAAAAABq0/QE5YQDIXkeI/s1600/IMG_4665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3aMCmr-AI/AAAAAAAABq0/QE5YQDIXkeI/s400/IMG_4665.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493787020854294530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She still has a way with the kids.  Look at that smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3OdgRTnqI/AAAAAAAABqs/M-ZQaMObYAE/s1600/IMG_4668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3OdgRTnqI/AAAAAAAABqs/M-ZQaMObYAE/s400/IMG_4668.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493774126735924898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee is ready to go get wet.  We had to stop her for a family picture real quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3OcWOjxWI/AAAAAAAABqk/LmlKo8-lucE/s1600/IMG_4670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3OcWOjxWI/AAAAAAAABqk/LmlKo8-lucE/s400/IMG_4670.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493774106860176738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3ObyzopjI/AAAAAAAABqc/IPFEJkPDm6E/s1600/IMG_4674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3ObyzopjI/AAAAAAAABqc/IPFEJkPDm6E/s400/IMG_4674.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493774097352009266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we're ready to slip n slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3ObpqDLvI/AAAAAAAABqU/p2DIFuLgnYg/s1600/IMG_4679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3ObpqDLvI/AAAAAAAABqU/p2DIFuLgnYg/s400/IMG_4679.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493774094895886066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3ObCuDYoI/AAAAAAAABqM/WUUJZwVjuiM/s1600/IMG_4680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3ObCuDYoI/AAAAAAAABqM/WUUJZwVjuiM/s400/IMG_4680.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493774084443693698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what Carter wanted to do all day.  Oh wait... he wants to do this all day, everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3M1XfTgTI/AAAAAAAABpk/JDTXrSVz3QE/s1600/IMG_4681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3M1XfTgTI/AAAAAAAABpk/JDTXrSVz3QE/s400/IMG_4681.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493772337672323378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3M19TNV4I/AAAAAAAABps/5-XLv66BGkk/s1600/IMG_4682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3M19TNV4I/AAAAAAAABps/5-XLv66BGkk/s400/IMG_4682.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493772347822135170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready in the outfield to play kick ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3M2XKVh_I/AAAAAAAABp0/pmblXBinRMw/s1600/IMG_4705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3M2XKVh_I/AAAAAAAABp0/pmblXBinRMw/s400/IMG_4705.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493772354764244978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovin some grandpa time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3M2v2benI/AAAAAAAABp8/XiCVHCPRMZg/s1600/IMG_4719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3M2v2benI/AAAAAAAABp8/XiCVHCPRMZg/s400/IMG_4719.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493772361391635058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready for fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3M3OXRYZI/AAAAAAAABqE/h8D_FihymWQ/s1600/IMG_4730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3M3OXRYZI/AAAAAAAABqE/h8D_FihymWQ/s400/IMG_4730.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493772369582449042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great weekend.  The kids didn't wake up until 10 o'clock the next morning.  I'd like to say that we wore them out, but the truth is, they wore us out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-2241947672507865907?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/2241947672507865907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=2241947672507865907' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/2241947672507865907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/2241947672507865907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2010/07/baby-blessing-on-4th-of-july.html' title='Baby blessing on the 4th of July'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TD3aNNBQjQI/AAAAAAAABrE/4tcaBeX2-Jg/s72-c/IMG_4553.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-8056886517308446668</id><published>2010-06-16T20:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T20:42:17.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'>L.A. in seven!!!!</title><content type='html'>LA IN SEVEN!!! I BELIEVE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/2gyUAGsqjEU/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2gyUAGsqjEU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2gyUAGsqjEU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-8056886517308446668?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/8056886517308446668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=8056886517308446668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/8056886517308446668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/8056886517308446668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2010/06/la-in-seven.html' title='L.A. in seven!!!!'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-7210460189949343023</id><published>2010-06-04T13:03:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T14:08:02.934-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our new blessing</title><content type='html'>We have one more Price in the world as of May 28th. Jess was induced that morning and at 4:24pm Dawson Seth Price entered the world weighing in at 7lbs 11oz. and 19 inches long. It was a great day made even better because we didn’t know what we were having beforehand. It was a different and awesome experience to be surprised. Kaylee was definitely shocked that she now has 3 brothers, but still loves being the princess and helping Jess out as much as possible. She’s already talked about how excited she is when he starts taking a bottle and she can help feed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess did amazing and is feeling well. Dawson is doing great also. He’s eating and sleeping well and is just a total blessing in our lives. It’s hard to believe we have 4 kids and 3 of them are boys. I’ve already started calling them the 3 Amigos. I think they will grow up and be great friends. However, many friends and family have started pointing out a lot of things that I didn’t think about. Each boy will only have about a 6 month gap between when they go on missions. Over a 7 year period we will only have the whole family together those two 6 month periods. Kind of sad to think about, but awesome as well. My co-worker pointed out that I will be doing tons of scouting things, pinewood derby races and father/son campouts. A bit overwhelming, but once again, awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the pics. No captions yet, but they are pretty self explanatory. His eyes were more swollen than any of our other kids. So much so that when he would cry, his tears would squirt out like a lemon. They literally flew out of his eyes and would land on his face, shirt, or us. 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cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TAlOXtMfhGI/AAAAAAAABlM/vZFFBqS-LL0/s400/DSC_0834.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478996590848869474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TAlOXCNs8hI/AAAAAAAABlE/p34GMDVYP6A/s1600/DSC_0836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TAlOXCNs8hI/AAAAAAAABlE/p34GMDVYP6A/s400/DSC_0836.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478996579311219218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TAlOWsXDANI/AAAAAAAABk8/y-dvIpaULjE/s1600/DSC_0839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TAlOWsXDANI/AAAAAAAABk8/y-dvIpaULjE/s400/DSC_0839.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478996573444833490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-7210460189949343023?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/7210460189949343023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=7210460189949343023' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/7210460189949343023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/7210460189949343023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2010/06/our-new-blessing.html' title='Our new blessing'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/TAlWT7PcxZI/AAAAAAAABpU/zmFxxsu_Vak/s72-c/DSC_0724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-4788644858043947190</id><published>2010-01-29T21:51:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T23:15:47.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 Resolutions and Goals</title><content type='html'>So I've been doing this for the last couple of years and it's really helped me and so there's no sense in stopping now. I'm a little late, but it's still getting done. I've had some insight from friends about setting goals. One of the main things is a goal needs to be measurable. Another is to separate them into different areas of your life like spiritual, physical, career, family, financial, mental and social. So I've tried to incorporate this more in my 2010 goals. They are still big, which I like best, but all attainable I believe. So here they are and I'll check in from time to time to give updates and possibly add more if I think of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIRITUAL&lt;br /&gt;Read scriptures daily&lt;br /&gt;Read the entire Book of Mormon twice&lt;br /&gt;Go to the temple AT LEAST 12 times&lt;br /&gt;Read Preach My Gospel&lt;br /&gt;Write in journal weekly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHYSICAL&lt;br /&gt;Complete the 100 push-up program&lt;br /&gt;Be able to do 50 push-ups in a row&lt;br /&gt;Run a 5K in under 25 minutes&lt;br /&gt;Run a 10K in under an hour&lt;br /&gt;Get my cholesterol under 200&lt;br /&gt;Floss every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAREER/FINANCIAL&lt;br /&gt;Start a website that brings in residual income&lt;br /&gt;Close at least 4 real estate deals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAMILY&lt;br /&gt;Date night with Jess every week&lt;br /&gt;Take family camping&lt;br /&gt;Take kids fishing&lt;br /&gt;Take Kaylee on a daddy/daughter date&lt;br /&gt;Take Austin on father/son night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for now. I know there were some others, but I better just get started on these while I have time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The future you see is the future you get."&lt;br /&gt;Robert G Allen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-4788644858043947190?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/4788644858043947190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=4788644858043947190' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/4788644858043947190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/4788644858043947190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-resolutions-and-goals.html' title='2010 Resolutions and Goals'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-6890823756863591276</id><published>2010-01-27T13:34:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T21:49:45.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The many faces of Carter - Christmas '09 Edition</title><content type='html'>This post is pretty basic and way past due. I meant to add the photos just after the Christmas post, but due some technical difficulties, and procrastination, it took longer. I still wanted to get these up because Carter is the funniest kid ever with all of his faces. He has one for everything and on Christmas day they were in full force. Enjoy and if you'd like to see more, visit my sisters &lt;a href="http://whogetsthischance.blogspot.com/2009/09/prices.html"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; where she also did a more in depth post about Carter's faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S2Cnrf6N_NI/AAAAAAAABkw/Fm6iT2HMWik/s1600-h/xmas09_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S2Cnrf6N_NI/AAAAAAAABkw/Fm6iT2HMWik/s400/xmas09_0013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431525516350717138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S2Cm7Y0oldI/AAAAAAAABko/m0IefEvB2bc/s1600-h/xmas09_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S2Cm7Y0oldI/AAAAAAAABko/m0IefEvB2bc/s400/xmas09_0042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431524689814525394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S2CmDHbS6WI/AAAAAAAABkg/yu0kPGFizzQ/s1600-h/xmas09_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S2CmDHbS6WI/AAAAAAAABkg/yu0kPGFizzQ/s400/xmas09_0058.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431523723072170338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S2CldSsTXCI/AAAAAAAABkY/OcyL7_8VAuk/s1600-h/xmas09_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S2CldSsTXCI/AAAAAAAABkY/OcyL7_8VAuk/s400/xmas09_0067.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431523073261263906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S2Ckrk3HrgI/AAAAAAAABkQ/ftlLa8248U8/s1600-h/xmas09_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S2Ckrk3HrgI/AAAAAAAABkQ/ftlLa8248U8/s400/xmas09_0081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431522219145014786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S2CkHYGaMPI/AAAAAAAABkI/745Uoxbb0YM/s1600-h/xmas09_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S2CkHYGaMPI/AAAAAAAABkI/745Uoxbb0YM/s400/xmas09_0089.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431521597244190962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S2CjotPlaOI/AAAAAAAABkA/KhOO_-7ie7M/s1600-h/xmas09_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S2CjotPlaOI/AAAAAAAABkA/KhOO_-7ie7M/s400/xmas09_0099.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431521070343874786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-6890823756863591276?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/6890823756863591276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=6890823756863591276' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/6890823756863591276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/6890823756863591276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2010/01/many-faces-of-carter-christmas-09.html' title='The many faces of Carter - Christmas &apos;09 Edition'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S2Cnrf6N_NI/AAAAAAAABkw/Fm6iT2HMWik/s72-c/xmas09_0013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-6853343199836659071</id><published>2010-01-11T17:23:00.024-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T21:29:55.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas '09</title><content type='html'>Christmas this year was a lot of fun. The kids were super excited and Carter actually understood what was going on. He was a present MONSTER! All he wanted to do was open more presents and he did it with vigor. It was great. It was also a great time to reflect on our Savior and what he means to us. We read the story of Christmas with the kids and emphasized why we celebrate this time of year. We only hope they will always remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to some pictures to share the fun we had Christmas day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McKaylee was the first to wake up at around 7:30am. The boys didn't get up until 8am so Kaylee kept Jess and I company in bed for a while. It was great to see her giddiness. I also borrowed our company camera to see how well we liked it. We are hunting for a new camera before the baby comes this summer. Some of the pictures look a little different than others, but that's just me playing with settings. Overall I think it's a really nice camera. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vGEX5BbpI/AAAAAAAABj4/FlyZrUVL88s/s1600-h/xmas09_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vGEX5BbpI/AAAAAAAABj4/FlyZrUVL88s/s400/xmas09_0001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425647954532855442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess and the kids waited patiently while I made sure everything was ready and I was in the family room ready to capture the moment. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vF-AHPoLI/AAAAAAAABjw/u1I1V-h-UkU/s1600-h/xmas09_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vF-AHPoLI/AAAAAAAABjw/u1I1V-h-UkU/s400/xmas09_0022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425647845070839986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter started crying right before they came out because I walked away and he wanted to come with. Kaylee and Austin were nothing but happy.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vF3aY4P9I/AAAAAAAABjo/6zLhYHS5qB8/s1600-h/xmas09_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vF3aY4P9I/AAAAAAAABjo/6zLhYHS5qB8/s400/xmas09_0025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425647731865042898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't take long for Carter to catch up. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vFZyMGHyI/AAAAAAAABjg/GRS0qiIdRC0/s1600-h/xmas09_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vFZyMGHyI/AAAAAAAABjg/GRS0qiIdRC0/s400/xmas09_0026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425647222857801506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vFS0P_28I/AAAAAAAABjY/ATnkvKYojDI/s1600-h/xmas09_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vFS0P_28I/AAAAAAAABjY/ATnkvKYojDI/s400/xmas09_0028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425647103151954882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vFK-hEfAI/AAAAAAAABjQ/rWd0Wz_GYnI/s1600-h/xmas09_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vFK-hEfAI/AAAAAAAABjQ/rWd0Wz_GYnI/s400/xmas09_0047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425646968468962306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vFCsFYE2I/AAAAAAAABjI/y7mBxQtVheA/s1600-h/xmas09_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vFCsFYE2I/AAAAAAAABjI/y7mBxQtVheA/s400/xmas09_0050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425646826082014050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of Kaylee's favorite gifts was her EZ Bake oven. She couldn't wait to use it and has really found a love for baking over the past year. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vE8S34vKI/AAAAAAAABjA/SH8TBnH7tNI/s1600-h/xmas09_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vE8S34vKI/AAAAAAAABjA/SH8TBnH7tNI/s400/xmas09_0073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425646716235332770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin's favorite gift was actually 'used'. He's really been wanting some video games, but we don't have a game system in the house. Well, at least not a recent one like a Playstation 3, XBox 360 or his favorite...a Wii. I do however have an old Nintendo 64 in the closet and we were able to find some games for it at a used game store. He was confused at first at why he got games and nothing to play them on. Little did he know that hooked up to the new tv downstairs (Jess's dad brought over one of their old tv's the day before) was my Nintendo 64. This was his look as he came back upstairs. We didn't see him much after this.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vE0skyo3I/AAAAAAAABi4/8LvmoNU8mGA/s1600-h/xmas09_0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vE0skyo3I/AAAAAAAABi4/8LvmoNU8mGA/s400/xmas09_0074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425646585695609714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vEp4kzkMI/AAAAAAAABiw/OVqqi8AG61w/s1600-h/xmas09_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vEp4kzkMI/AAAAAAAABiw/OVqqi8AG61w/s400/xmas09_0083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425646399938334914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my favorite gift of the day. I got Jess a new wedding ring this year. We had talked about it for our 10th anniversary in August, but decided not to get it at the time. I'm really glad I did it now. She loves it and so do I. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vEiV0WMBI/AAAAAAAABio/xK0eybfeFgk/s1600-h/xmas09_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vEiV0WMBI/AAAAAAAABio/xK0eybfeFgk/s400/xmas09_0086.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425646270349193234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having Christmas at our house we headed over to Jess' parents house for dinner and more celebrating. It was a great time with the rest of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Jess and our sister-in-law, Jenny. We call them the Doublemint twins. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vEZwX6BSI/AAAAAAAABig/DeXwrxu5TYk/s1600-h/xmas09_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vEZwX6BSI/AAAAAAAABig/DeXwrxu5TYk/s400/xmas09_0092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425646122858841378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa is always in heaven when surrounded by his grandkids. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vER2hZjvI/AAAAAAAABiY/N2ZgDeTzAVU/s1600-h/xmas09_0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vER2hZjvI/AAAAAAAABiY/N2ZgDeTzAVU/s400/xmas09_0101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425645987070316274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this picture. Kaylee saw me taking pictures and decided to spice it up a bit from across the room. She's such a good. Wonder who she got that from. Must have been her mother. :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vD9gDFx5I/AAAAAAAABiQ/sfkEAzgofuI/s1600-h/xmas09_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vD9gDFx5I/AAAAAAAABiQ/sfkEAzgofuI/s400/xmas09_0104.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425645637440227218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter digging in once again. He couldn't get enough. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vDqLjdOtI/AAAAAAAABiA/asfuFyljGyI/s1600-h/xmas09_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vDqLjdOtI/AAAAAAAABiA/asfuFyljGyI/s400/xmas09_0107.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425645305521322706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love this pic. Jess' sister, Carrie, has a rather loud laugh. I caught this moment mid laugh as Austin couldn't take anymore and had to cover his ears. It was hilarious! Sorry Carrie, it was.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vDih0kodI/AAAAAAAABh4/s6ANobwUi7w/s1600-h/xmas09_0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vDih0kodI/AAAAAAAABh4/s6ANobwUi7w/s400/xmas09_0120.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425645174059737554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess will be mad I posted this, but I love the look on her face. :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vDXuZ-2QI/AAAAAAAABhw/u_Ibh3uo0Bc/s1600-h/xmas09_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vDXuZ-2QI/AAAAAAAABhw/u_Ibh3uo0Bc/s400/xmas09_0124.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425644988459309314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you not love this picture?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vDQHqAS_I/AAAAAAAABho/n2Rs_hk0oqQ/s1600-h/xmas09_0128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vDQHqAS_I/AAAAAAAABho/n2Rs_hk0oqQ/s400/xmas09_0128.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425644857798446066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter LOVED getting his new tricycle and we love that it has the extension on the back for us to push and even guide him!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vDJelP7FI/AAAAAAAABhg/iebk3AHVq90/s1600-h/xmas09_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vDJelP7FI/AAAAAAAABhg/iebk3AHVq90/s400/xmas09_0136.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425644743693429842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin was in heaven with his Optimus Prime and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles movies. Wait a sec, is this the 80's? Wasn't this the exact same things I wanted as a kid? &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vDAGxqt5I/AAAAAAAABhY/8K_V1s2NviU/s1600-h/xmas09_0141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vDAGxqt5I/AAAAAAAABhY/8K_V1s2NviU/s400/xmas09_0141.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425644582684243858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee has found her new calling in life with this gift. Not only is it a cd player, but it has two microphones for her to sing along and boy does she sing. Her only problem is trying to keep Carter from using the other mic. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vC4WR5SII/AAAAAAAABhQ/OIOvbvfL9u8/s1600-h/xmas09_0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vC4WR5SII/AAAAAAAABhQ/OIOvbvfL9u8/s400/xmas09_0147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425644449406994562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-6853343199836659071?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/6853343199836659071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=6853343199836659071' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/6853343199836659071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/6853343199836659071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-09.html' title='Christmas &apos;09'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0vGEX5BbpI/AAAAAAAABj4/FlyZrUVL88s/s72-c/xmas09_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-7624513870277360075</id><published>2010-01-04T13:40:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T22:02:58.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catchin' Up</title><content type='html'>Catchin' up is hard to do so one of my goals for this new year is to keep up with the blog better. I want to do at least one post a month. The first thing I want to do is to catch up really quick. We've missed Carter's birthday, my parents visiting, Halloween, Thanksgiving, Austin's birthday and Christmas. So to start it off I'm just posting a bunch of pics from just after our trip to Powell all the way up to Christmas. I'll get Christmas pics uploaded and posted soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin got to go to the pumpkin patch with his preschool class. He always loved going with McKaylee and now it's Carter's turn to have fun as the little tag-a-long. They loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JSf1oSBNI/AAAAAAAABdg/m20oYhs1LKc/s1600-h/CIMG5610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JSf1oSBNI/AAAAAAAABdg/m20oYhs1LKc/s400/CIMG5610.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422987608232953042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JSguFlXJI/AAAAAAAABdo/2ODnN1SjEaM/s1600-h/CIMG5617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JSguFlXJI/AAAAAAAABdo/2ODnN1SjEaM/s400/CIMG5617.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422987623388241042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JShCjps7I/AAAAAAAABdw/g-CGNv9Q__k/s1600-h/CIMG5621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JShCjps7I/AAAAAAAABdw/g-CGNv9Q__k/s400/CIMG5621.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422987628883063730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this pic of my boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JStmjhwbI/AAAAAAAABd4/18QUNgYQd_U/s1600-h/CIMG5631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JStmjhwbI/AAAAAAAABd4/18QUNgYQd_U/s400/CIMG5631.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422987844704649650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee getting ready for her transformation into Snow White for Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JSuAFGP7I/AAAAAAAABeA/gxqV8iRu_Q4/s1600-h/CIMG5635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JSuAFGP7I/AAAAAAAABeA/gxqV8iRu_Q4/s400/CIMG5635.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422987851556339634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transformation complete!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JSugrU5ZI/AAAAAAAABeI/_flGBergr-0/s1600-h/CIMG5636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JSugrU5ZI/AAAAAAAABeI/_flGBergr-0/s400/CIMG5636.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422987860306617746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids loved having my parents in town. It was even better that they were here for Carter's birthday and the next day was my dad's!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JSvAu_bJI/AAAAAAAABeQ/wQnKoeR0NlM/s1600-h/CIMG5640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JSvAu_bJI/AAAAAAAABeQ/wQnKoeR0NlM/s400/CIMG5640.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422987868911922322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter LOVES opening presents and couldn't wait to start ripping open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JS8yhFi8I/AAAAAAAABeY/ZYKW4vg2qFs/s1600-h/CIMG5643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JS8yhFi8I/AAAAAAAABeY/ZYKW4vg2qFs/s400/CIMG5643.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422988105613675458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JS9erSWEI/AAAAAAAABeg/klj-MBTFew0/s1600-h/CIMG5645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JS9erSWEI/AAAAAAAABeg/klj-MBTFew0/s400/CIMG5645.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422988117467617346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JS90uuPUI/AAAAAAAABeo/w07Q16paW90/s1600-h/CIMG5650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JS90uuPUI/AAAAAAAABeo/w07Q16paW90/s400/CIMG5650.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422988123387608386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JS-W0Cv8I/AAAAAAAABew/Gf3xPJqxwzs/s1600-h/CIMG5655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JS-W0Cv8I/AAAAAAAABew/Gf3xPJqxwzs/s400/CIMG5655.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422988132536729538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JT_cTFuLI/AAAAAAAABe4/VRB2aFTkxnE/s1600-h/CIMG5660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JT_cTFuLI/AAAAAAAABe4/VRB2aFTkxnE/s400/CIMG5660.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422989250700622002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JT_7PjEOI/AAAAAAAABfA/3sTKIajmX4E/s1600-h/CIMG5661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JT_7PjEOI/AAAAAAAABfA/3sTKIajmX4E/s400/CIMG5661.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422989259007267042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter ALWAYS has the funniest faces. So glad we were able to catch this one of him as he was blowing out candles. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JUAfN62WI/AAAAAAAABfI/YzjaW7ui9-0/s1600-h/CIMG5664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JUAfN62WI/AAAAAAAABfI/YzjaW7ui9-0/s400/CIMG5664.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422989268664113506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JUA-MMG5I/AAAAAAAABfQ/n3BCO8hVIN4/s1600-h/CIMG5672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JUA-MMG5I/AAAAAAAABfQ/n3BCO8hVIN4/s400/CIMG5672.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422989276978355090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids (and their cousins) on Halloween. Austin as Snake Eyes, Kaylee as Snow White and Carter as Batman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JUSjZQBMI/AAAAAAAABfY/ZhM3ReqH3p8/s1600-h/CIMG5695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JUSjZQBMI/AAAAAAAABfY/ZhM3ReqH3p8/s400/CIMG5695.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422989579023025346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JUTCtgecI/AAAAAAAABfg/Y95RV9aYjm8/s1600-h/CIMG5705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JUTCtgecI/AAAAAAAABfg/Y95RV9aYjm8/s400/CIMG5705.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422989587429489090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter always wants to be by us. He decided to make himself a little bed next to the desk while we were working one day. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JUTuYgguI/AAAAAAAABfo/3Te0HL5Gveo/s1600-h/CIMG5707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JUTuYgguI/AAAAAAAABfo/3Te0HL5Gveo/s400/CIMG5707.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422989599152571106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my new favorite pics of the kids. Jess had them outside helping rake the few leaves we had so they could play in them. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JV_0ywO7I/AAAAAAAABf4/ggABdqCmlmQ/s1600-h/CIMG5719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JV_0ywO7I/AAAAAAAABf4/ggABdqCmlmQ/s400/CIMG5719.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422991456299137970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JWAf6nM1I/AAAAAAAABgA/TSI5GcsR-yM/s1600-h/CIMG5720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JWAf6nM1I/AAAAAAAABgA/TSI5GcsR-yM/s400/CIMG5720.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422991467874825042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JWBOLoO3I/AAAAAAAABgI/vxUJ87H0dTE/s1600-h/CIMG5722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JWBOLoO3I/AAAAAAAABgI/vxUJ87H0dTE/s400/CIMG5722.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422991480294226802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JWBvOjzwI/AAAAAAAABgQ/OeZplEY4mcA/s1600-h/CIMG5724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JWBvOjzwI/AAAAAAAABgQ/OeZplEY4mcA/s400/CIMG5724.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422991489164889858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys enjoying one of the first snows of the season. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JWskTz0JI/AAAAAAAABgY/leg4_9iXJQo/s1600-h/CIMG5748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JWskTz0JI/AAAAAAAABgY/leg4_9iXJQo/s400/CIMG5748.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422992224968495250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee was a HUGE helper on Thanksgiving. We got to Jess' parents house and she just wanted to help cook, bake and clean everything. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JWuZPa8iI/AAAAAAAABgw/F1AFYY6Ln4o/s1600-h/P1010295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JWuZPa8iI/AAAAAAAABgw/F1AFYY6Ln4o/s400/P1010295.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422992256357036578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never get enough Jess so I decided to tie myself up in her apron. This is definitely not one of the times where the apron strings needed to be cut. :) Just a week or so before we had told her family we were expecting baby #4 in June!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JW3ElnAhI/AAAAAAAABg4/eZqvb0piQNQ/s1600-h/P1010297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JW3ElnAhI/AAAAAAAABg4/eZqvb0piQNQ/s400/P1010297.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422992405431779858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JW3jc2VFI/AAAAAAAABhA/TbhIKtQWIos/s1600-h/P1010299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JW3jc2VFI/AAAAAAAABhA/TbhIKtQWIos/s400/P1010299.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422992413716534354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lost Austin for a while. He's a Wii freak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JW3zvB_dI/AAAAAAAABhI/FIU7f8-ySpw/s1600-h/P1010303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JW3zvB_dI/AAAAAAAABhI/FIU7f8-ySpw/s400/P1010303.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422992418087763410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Thanksgiving we put up the Christmas tree that weekend and the kids totally enjoyed helping with the ornaments. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JUTxdf4OI/AAAAAAAABfw/Mh1Xvs5omwM/s1600-h/CIMG5714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JUTxdf4OI/AAAAAAAABfw/Mh1Xvs5omwM/s400/CIMG5714.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422989599978807522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;READY FOR CHRISTMAS!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JWtRGmWJI/AAAAAAAABgg/P51GaNi72Fw/s1600-h/CIMG5749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JWtRGmWJI/AAAAAAAABgg/P51GaNi72Fw/s400/CIMG5749.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422992236992682130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-7624513870277360075?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/7624513870277360075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=7624513870277360075' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/7624513870277360075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/7624513870277360075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2010/01/catchin-up.html' title='Catchin&apos; Up'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/S0JSf1oSBNI/AAAAAAAABdg/m20oYhs1LKc/s72-c/CIMG5610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-7790487173188136179</id><published>2009-10-19T15:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T15:12:59.578-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishing</title><content type='html'>I just noticed we were missing a few pictures from Lake Powell so here they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/StzWBRbxzRI/AAAAAAAABdQ/FmUx2R072KY/s1600-h/CIMG5582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/StzWBRbxzRI/AAAAAAAABdQ/FmUx2R072KY/s400/CIMG5582.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394421771031137554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/StzWBChVZWI/AAAAAAAABdI/XF8XuB6ylXk/s1600-h/CIMG5579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/StzWBChVZWI/AAAAAAAABdI/XF8XuB6ylXk/s400/CIMG5579.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394421767027909986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/StzWAQUQt6I/AAAAAAAABdA/XvRHhOsqE24/s1600-h/CIMG5578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/StzWAQUQt6I/AAAAAAAABdA/XvRHhOsqE24/s400/CIMG5578.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394421753551304610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/StzV_7WRagI/AAAAAAAABc4/Nn0q6VwvBwE/s1600-h/CIMG5574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/StzV_7WRagI/AAAAAAAABc4/Nn0q6VwvBwE/s400/CIMG5574.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394421747922594306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/StzV_NEr0jI/AAAAAAAABcw/ZfbBW63ugDo/s1600-h/CIMG5573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/StzV_NEr0jI/AAAAAAAABcw/ZfbBW63ugDo/s400/CIMG5573.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394421735500796466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-7790487173188136179?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/7790487173188136179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=7790487173188136179' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/7790487173188136179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/7790487173188136179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2009/10/fishing.html' title='Fishing'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/StzWBRbxzRI/AAAAAAAABdQ/FmUx2R072KY/s72-c/CIMG5582.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-1684569236009031905</id><published>2009-10-09T16:11:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T15:59:58.815-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake Powell 2009</title><content type='html'>Well, I was going to try and write a long description of the trip and something for each pic, but I've had these pictures uploaded and just sitting here for a week. Rather than getting further behind, I'm posting without descriptions so family and friends can see the pics. It was a lot of fun and the kids LOVED it. They were good the whole week and my highlights were fishing and having every Kaylee and Austin catch their first fish ever and all by themselves. It was a very proud moment for me. Especially since Austin caught his with his brand new handy dandy Spiderman fishing pole. Kaylee caught hers on one of Grandpa Rigby's old fishing poles that I used when I was a little kid and fishing with him. 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Not this time! I'm keeping up and after I get pics downloaded for the start of school we should be good. I think this is the last blog about this summer I have so let's get to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pioneer Day (July 24th) in Utah is a huge holiday. It's basically like a second 4th of July. Fireworks, barbecues, rodeos, parades, everything. We didn't go to any parades, but had a fun day as a family and decided we wanted to go camping. We were going to head somewhere, but kept hearing about tons of campgrounds being full in the valley. So we decided to just have a campout in our backyard. We have a tent, but not near big enough for our family so we were going to borrow one from Jess' parents. Then we thought we should do S'mores, but we don't have a fire pit. Jess' parents have a portable fire pit and I thought we could borrow that too. Well, instead of running to their place, loading that stuff up, setting up in our backyard and running it all back the next day we decided to just go hang out with Jess' parents, and her sister and her husband. They loved it because nobody else came over for the holiday and they were trying to figure out what to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we made the event fun and had a barbecue. It was great! The kids were so excited and loved trying to help me and Jess set up the huge tent in her parent's backyard. Then my father-in-law and I wanted the fire pit up on the deck, but didn't want to harm the wood so we built a temporary platform with a bunch of bricks and it worked great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny part of the night for me was when I started to make a traditional boy scout fire with some newspaper, kindling and firewood. I got the newspaper in there and went to go find a hatchet or something to split up a piece of wood to make kindling. When I got back my father-in-law had stacked the wood like a tipee and doused it with gasoline. Well, from previous bad experiences it's not the best thing to just have uncovered newspaper in a fire when it's a little windy and I've never been a fan of the 'fire water' practice. I grabbed the kids and moved them to safer quarters inside the house. The match was thrown and BOOM! We had a HUGE fire roaring on the deck and my mother-in-law started freaking out. Then to make it worse the newspaper started flying out and floating across the yard or onto the deck! My mother-in-law was so worried it was going to catch something else on fire! I was just laughing because I knew that was going to happen. Then I turned to everyone and said 'Watch, Mark will come in and blame it on the newspaper'. No more than 30 seconds later he comes in and the first thing he said was 'I think our problem was that newspaper'. Everyone busted up laughing. They told him I had called it and he thought it was pretty funny too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after the newspaper had stopped flying everywhere and the flame was down enough and burned off enough of the gas so that we could get within a few feet of the fire, we finally got down to business with the S'mores. It was great. We even tried a new combo where you use Reese's pb cups instead of straight chocolate. Very tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin needed a haircut and so we decided to go with a mohawk just for the day. Grandpa thought it was pretty silly......as did Austin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SrEAobinNHI/AAAAAAAABVg/JwFYhoMVRnc/s1600-h/CIMG5402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SrEAobinNHI/AAAAAAAABVg/JwFYhoMVRnc/s400/CIMG5402.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382083724272153714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin was loving the S'mores and kept begging for s'more S'mores. Oh, and if you're wondering what he's eating, we also tried chocolate covered graham cookies instead of the separate graham and chocolate. Very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SrEDoXw6wyI/AAAAAAAABVo/Hqv7NYzWnL4/s1600-h/CIMG5405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SrEDoXw6wyI/AAAAAAAABVo/Hqv7NYzWnL4/s400/CIMG5405.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382087021793297186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee loved being able to do her own marshmallows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SrED_2U1dQI/AAAAAAAABVw/nr39avk01Co/s1600-h/CIMG5406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SrED_2U1dQI/AAAAAAAABVw/nr39avk01Co/s400/CIMG5406.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382087425133999362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SrEEOv5V1oI/AAAAAAAABV4/Jf9a01YSqcg/s1600-h/CIMG5408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SrEEOv5V1oI/AAAAAAAABV4/Jf9a01YSqcg/s400/CIMG5408.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382087681106105986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for the fireworks! Jess' sister and husband went to pick up some fireworks for the evening and I have to say they did a great job. The final two were some of the best 'legal' fireworks I've ever seen. Notice the plywood under the fireworks? Ya, they had just refinished the street and my father-in-law was worried about us leaving marks on the street. So every now and then I'd throw one down the street a little ways after lighting it when he wasn't looking. All of a sudden it would go off and he would be like 'Hey! Not on the street! Don't leave any marks!'. We all got a good laugh out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SrEEX1ZYcdI/AAAAAAAABWA/w8UAtq49EEk/s1600-h/CIMG5413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SrEEX1ZYcdI/AAAAAAAABWA/w8UAtq49EEk/s400/CIMG5413.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382087837201494482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'Superheroes' with their sparklers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SrEFK8HAnuI/AAAAAAAABWI/9F6J7OjiWDQ/s1600-h/CIMG5416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SrEFK8HAnuI/AAAAAAAABWI/9F6J7OjiWDQ/s400/CIMG5416.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382088715176812258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We loved the big tent. The kids were asleep in a matter of minutes while Jess and I had a very long night on bumpy ground and loud rain pounding on the tent. I wish I was a kid again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SrEFWQhjyeI/AAAAAAAABWQ/I2gSINrSVyQ/s1600-h/CIMG5419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SrEFWQhjyeI/AAAAAAAABWQ/I2gSINrSVyQ/s400/CIMG5419.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382088909635439074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got home the next day and Austin was exhausted. He just crawled up on the couch and covered up. He was asleep in a few minutes and I think he stayed there for an hour or so. What a cute kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SrEFpbyIAAI/AAAAAAAABWY/FiKIYLgaRBE/s1600-h/CIMG5422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SrEFpbyIAAI/AAAAAAAABWY/FiKIYLgaRBE/s400/CIMG5422.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382089239075225602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next night the kids wanted to camp again, but we told them instead of camping we'd have a picnic in the family room. They picked to have a breakfast dinner (which is one of our families favorites) and they loved being able to sit in the family room while eating their dinners and watching a movie as a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SrEF7WgXhfI/AAAAAAAABWg/niNghcCxOX8/s1600-h/CIMG5423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SrEF7WgXhfI/AAAAAAAABWg/niNghcCxOX8/s400/CIMG5423.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382089546896213490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you notice Austin's mohawk was gone in that last picture? Ya, he got the complete buzz after his little nap on the couch. Now we're growing one out again for our Lake Powell trip. Pictures to follow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-5454491718495493741?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/5454491718495493741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=5454491718495493741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/5454491718495493741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/5454491718495493741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2009/09/pioneer-day-weekend.html' title='Pioneer Day Weekend'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SrEAobinNHI/AAAAAAAABVg/JwFYhoMVRnc/s72-c/CIMG5402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-8614605730430773901</id><published>2009-08-13T10:13:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T10:59:30.843-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness Summer 09</title><content type='html'>Here is round two of random pics. This spans from the end of May until about the end of July. Just getting some more pics up for family and friends. It's been a busy summer and the kids just keep growing way too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the 4 owls that are camping out in grandma Rigby's huge trees. They were amazing to see and so big. The kids were amazed by them and just kept staring. I personally love owls too and thought they were pretty awesome.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ9WE0iOaI/AAAAAAAABVQ/pZ-eZRw9XQw/s1600-h/CIMG5184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ9WE0iOaI/AAAAAAAABVQ/pZ-eZRw9XQw/s400/CIMG5184.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369484105192978850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ9VXsI1VI/AAAAAAAABVI/xOCV8HVm-5A/s1600-h/CIMG5187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ9VXsI1VI/AAAAAAAABVI/xOCV8HVm-5A/s400/CIMG5187.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369484093078164818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While up in Lewiston we decided to run by and see grandpa's headstone. It was the first time we were able to see it. One of the greatest men I've ever known. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ9U287_sI/AAAAAAAABVA/43Y4ryyqa_s/s1600-h/CIMG5189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ9U287_sI/AAAAAAAABVA/43Y4ryyqa_s/s400/CIMG5189.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369484084290256578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee loved having grandma and grandpa Price in town in May. She couldn't get enough of him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ85WTuvbI/AAAAAAAABU4/93AWJZG3H5s/s1600-h/CIMG5199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ85WTuvbI/AAAAAAAABU4/93AWJZG3H5s/s400/CIMG5199.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369483611671018930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess is a donut fanatic. This is what she wanted for her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ84ggtiyI/AAAAAAAABUw/vsXidbfIV_8/s1600-h/CIMG5202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ84ggtiyI/AAAAAAAABUw/vsXidbfIV_8/s400/CIMG5202.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369483597229951778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee got to be part of a class presentation about what she liked to do. She loves helping Jess bake and cook so she talked about that. She was so excited to get dressed up and talk about it. I wasn't able to be there, but Jess was and said Kaylee did a great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ84JrByFI/AAAAAAAABUo/iveLo9x0cFQ/s1600-h/CIMG5205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ84JrByFI/AAAAAAAABUo/iveLo9x0cFQ/s400/CIMG5205.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369483591099205714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ83p24NbI/AAAAAAAABUg/gWWUJ77vrwA/s1600-h/CIMG5209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ83p24NbI/AAAAAAAABUg/gWWUJ77vrwA/s400/CIMG5209.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369483582558975410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ8vCxlC3I/AAAAAAAABUY/rKHglPJFSdo/s1600-h/CIMG5220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ8vCxlC3I/AAAAAAAABUY/rKHglPJFSdo/s400/CIMG5220.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369483434628811634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ8u_qvEmI/AAAAAAAABUQ/UlW9QsNZeZQ/s1600-h/CIMG5224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ8u_qvEmI/AAAAAAAABUQ/UlW9QsNZeZQ/s400/CIMG5224.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369483433794802274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee's kindergarten teacher, Mrs. Bishop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ8uNoRQ0I/AAAAAAAABUI/qkVv7_etJmI/s1600-h/CIMG5225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ8uNoRQ0I/AAAAAAAABUI/qkVv7_etJmI/s400/CIMG5225.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369483420362687298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin and his best bud/cousin, Nate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ8tpUgRiI/AAAAAAAABUA/6EIzLKlE9WM/s1600-h/CIMG5237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ8tpUgRiI/AAAAAAAABUA/6EIzLKlE9WM/s400/CIMG5237.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369483410616108578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scooter time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ8lm970HI/AAAAAAAABT4/NYJDyddUwWw/s1600-h/CIMG5241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ8lm970HI/AAAAAAAABT4/NYJDyddUwWw/s400/CIMG5241.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369483272545620082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee with her little hip move again. Seriously. Where does she get that from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ8k70bsWI/AAAAAAAABTw/2k9oRNfCuI0/s1600-h/CIMG5244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ8k70bsWI/AAAAAAAABTw/2k9oRNfCuI0/s400/CIMG5244.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369483260963041634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought this pic was funny. Everyone has a face going on. Austin looks like he's wanting to rock out. Carter is just somber while sporting his cool shades. Jess is either doing a pouty face because of Carter or flirting with me through the camera. I'll go with the later one because she's looking mighty fine. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ8kat2NSI/AAAAAAAABTo/NITK-yctORw/s1600-h/CIMG5250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ8kat2NSI/AAAAAAAABTo/NITK-yctORw/s400/CIMG5250.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369483252077049122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up and made the kids Mickey Mouse pancakes one morning. They love them! You can kind of see Kaylee's still, but Carter's already started downing his mouse. He's a pancake monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ8j0YSxII/AAAAAAAABTg/mfV4bTVjrmc/s1600-h/CIMG5256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ8j0YSxII/AAAAAAAABTg/mfV4bTVjrmc/s400/CIMG5256.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369483241786098818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin has been begging for a while to 'cut my hair like daddy'. Well, it's summer and he's a sweaty boy so we gave it a shot. I love it and so does he. What a stud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ8PlBqF5I/AAAAAAAABTU/13KAacx-4dk/s1600-h/CIMG5239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ8PlBqF5I/AAAAAAAABTU/13KAacx-4dk/s400/CIMG5239.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369482894067242898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you not love this guy and just want to kiss him all over? He's such a funny kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ8PCC8I_I/AAAAAAAABTM/dkhlPmc_CEc/s1600-h/CIMG5261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ8PCC8I_I/AAAAAAAABTM/dkhlPmc_CEc/s400/CIMG5261.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369482884677379058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like Kaylee got a hold of the camera for a while. Ha! Hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoRDmHvBlFI/AAAAAAAABVY/U_cL3bh6xcs/s1600-h/CIMG5264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoRDmHvBlFI/AAAAAAAABVY/U_cL3bh6xcs/s400/CIMG5264.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369490977922847826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally random. Jess letting the kids rock out on the counter one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ8EcEGCqI/AAAAAAAABS0/N856lbqft00/s1600-h/CIMG5268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ8EcEGCqI/AAAAAAAABS0/N856lbqft00/s400/CIMG5268.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369482702682983074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a family night with the Robinson Clan at the American Fork Rec Center one Monday. The kids had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ8Djx9ozI/AAAAAAAABSs/1rHs_M0F5P4/s1600-h/CIMG5269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ8Djx9ozI/AAAAAAAABSs/1rHs_M0F5P4/s400/CIMG5269.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369482687574549298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ8DI70UwI/AAAAAAAABSk/xEv-CTlRSdg/s1600-h/CIMG5271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ8DI70UwI/AAAAAAAABSk/xEv-CTlRSdg/s400/CIMG5271.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369482680368124674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ8Ct9aZjI/AAAAAAAABSc/SbF-X-DhKeU/s1600-h/CIMG5277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ8Ct9aZjI/AAAAAAAABSc/SbF-X-DhKeU/s400/CIMG5277.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369482673127056946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter came in and wanted to sit with me one Saturday afternoon. I had been cleaning or something and sat down for a break and watch some sports. Carter got right up with me and just sat there and watched for about 15 minutes. Jess just wanted to capture the moment. Can you see the little tear of happiness in my eye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ7362pwwI/AAAAAAAABSU/xbgVItPWp_8/s1600-h/CIMG5370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ7362pwwI/AAAAAAAABSU/xbgVItPWp_8/s400/CIMG5370.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369482487609803522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess has been an exercising machine the last 8 months or so and Carter loves to copy her when she gets home from her walk/run. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ73Yrrl7I/AAAAAAAABSM/Yg8FSKOfMZI/s1600-h/CIMG5373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ73Yrrl7I/AAAAAAAABSM/Yg8FSKOfMZI/s400/CIMG5373.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369482478436980658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother-in-law's little brother is serving as a missionary in our area so we've been able to see him several times over the last two years. He leaves to go back to Va. in a couple months and he was finally able to come over to our house for dinner one night. I've known this kid since he was about 5. Had to capture the moment so we did a classic MySpace pose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ726rNXSI/AAAAAAAABSE/DL1sOdiohlc/s1600-h/CIMG5391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ726rNXSI/AAAAAAAABSE/DL1sOdiohlc/s400/CIMG5391.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369482470381935906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter using all his strength, and facial expressions, trying to get a cap off a marker. I think Jess is trying to help. Ha! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ72XFAz1I/AAAAAAAABR8/1IVMdHmL-Ig/s1600-h/CIMG5394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ72XFAz1I/AAAAAAAABR8/1IVMdHmL-Ig/s400/CIMG5394.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369482460826488658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-8614605730430773901?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/8614605730430773901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=8614605730430773901' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/8614605730430773901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/8614605730430773901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2009/08/randomness-summer-09.html' title='Randomness Summer 09'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SoQ9WE0iOaI/AAAAAAAABVQ/pZ-eZRw9XQw/s72-c/CIMG5184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-603274432125254763</id><published>2009-07-31T17:39:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T16:38:08.102-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th!</title><content type='html'>I'm almost caught up! So now on to the 4th of July. We made our yearly migration up to Lewiston, Utah to keep with tradition. It was a bit weird with grandpa not being there for the first time, but it was still fun. We loved being able to see grandma and playing with Uncle Ed, Aunt Cathy and some of the cousins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is us getting ready to say the Pledge of Allegiance as Uncle Ed raised the flag. I was able to lead everyone this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOByKeCNlI/AAAAAAAABRc/6rDUP7TP-wI/s1600-h/CIMG5278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOByKeCNlI/AAAAAAAABRc/6rDUP7TP-wI/s400/CIMG5278.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364774279932163666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee loves being with the girls. There were several more that had not showed up yet, but they all played together really well. Here they were waiting for the parade to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOBxlk_ZWI/AAAAAAAABRU/UW8zjTXnmE8/s1600-h/CIMG5279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOBxlk_ZWI/AAAAAAAABRU/UW8zjTXnmE8/s400/CIMG5279.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364774270029227362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin and Carter were all about playing with 'snaps'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOBwj9kS7I/AAAAAAAABRM/w0DWyKz33Ws/s1600-h/CIMG5283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOBwj9kS7I/AAAAAAAABRM/w0DWyKz33Ws/s400/CIMG5283.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364774252415568818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOBgas9rDI/AAAAAAAABRE/FEHuAYARD8U/s1600-h/CIMG5284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOBgas9rDI/AAAAAAAABRE/FEHuAYARD8U/s400/CIMG5284.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364773975052102706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOBf41q2HI/AAAAAAAABQ8/ZZxOCreN0AY/s1600-h/CIMG5285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOBf41q2HI/AAAAAAAABQ8/ZZxOCreN0AY/s400/CIMG5285.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364773965961812082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOBfZesHHI/AAAAAAAABQ0/ZdCH4-NvWkI/s1600-h/CIMG5287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOBfZesHHI/AAAAAAAABQ0/ZdCH4-NvWkI/s400/CIMG5287.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364773957543926898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOBfF-h9uI/AAAAAAAABQs/UYxyrcZI5pQ/s1600-h/CIMG5298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOBfF-h9uI/AAAAAAAABQs/UYxyrcZI5pQ/s400/CIMG5298.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364773952308770530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this pic of Carter and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOBWzcQ0RI/AAAAAAAABQk/sIubI4mZVlc/s1600-h/CIMG5303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOBWzcQ0RI/AAAAAAAABQk/sIubI4mZVlc/s400/CIMG5303.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364773809894248722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids after the parade. They are starting to get a bit tired from being up so early for the fireman's breakfast. The fun was just starting though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOBWfhbxWI/AAAAAAAABQc/X3JxbUy3qSc/s1600-h/CIMG5308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOBWfhbxWI/AAAAAAAABQc/X3JxbUy3qSc/s400/CIMG5308.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364773804547229026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter loved the teeter totter at grandma's and made this face every time he went up. We couldn't stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOBV4EeerI/AAAAAAAABQU/UJi1V9zrRB4/s1600-h/CIMG5310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOBV4EeerI/AAAAAAAABQU/UJi1V9zrRB4/s400/CIMG5310.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364773793956788914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee and Austin were in hog heaven hauling Ben and Cort around in the John Deere at Uncle Ed's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOBVuaVbGI/AAAAAAAABQM/-RiPoN91dXA/s1600-h/CIMG5316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOBVuaVbGI/AAAAAAAABQM/-RiPoN91dXA/s400/CIMG5316.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364773791364115554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin loved Uncle Ed's cows. I love this pic of the boys. Carter didn't get much closer unless I was with him....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOBFJ7Od7I/AAAAAAAABQE/64sZAN_0TeA/s1600-h/CIMG5319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOBFJ7Od7I/AAAAAAAABQE/64sZAN_0TeA/s400/CIMG5319.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364773506692052914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...even when Austin tried to coax him over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOBEqy7kGI/AAAAAAAABP8/CIlo3DahfgU/s1600-h/CIMG5321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOBEqy7kGI/AAAAAAAABP8/CIlo3DahfgU/s400/CIMG5321.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364773498335760482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin couldn't resist getting in with the cows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOBEcLTNuI/AAAAAAAABP0/fHXhStBTSbA/s1600-h/CIMG5329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOBEcLTNuI/AAAAAAAABP0/fHXhStBTSbA/s400/CIMG5329.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364773494411441890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter's cute, innocent face with a real nice bruise. No, we didn't beat him. He had a little fall on grandma and grandpa Robinson's stairs 5 minutes before leaving to Lewiston the day before. Poor guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOBD7pQXLI/AAAAAAAABPs/vAYrD99tkxo/s1600-h/CIMG5339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOBD7pQXLI/AAAAAAAABPs/vAYrD99tkxo/s400/CIMG5339.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364773485678714034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys watching anxiously as Uncle Ed got the fireworks ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOA6-UQDTI/AAAAAAAABPk/F7O4vgYDan4/s1600-h/CIMG5341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOA6-UQDTI/AAAAAAAABPk/F7O4vgYDan4/s400/CIMG5341.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364773331777097010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the show begin! I'm still a kid...right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOA6sx65UI/AAAAAAAABPc/FZjPq5rEfPA/s1600-h/CIMG5348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOA6sx65UI/AAAAAAAABPc/FZjPq5rEfPA/s400/CIMG5348.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364773327069701442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooks, me and Austin. Three peas in a pod that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOA599MRfI/AAAAAAAABPU/sVDYIstZp_w/s1600-h/CIMG5349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOA599MRfI/AAAAAAAABPU/sVDYIstZp_w/s400/CIMG5349.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364773314500511218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter was a trooper this day. Woke up super early and was good basically all day. He wasn't even really scared of the fireworks as long as he had his chair and cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOA5pDQ8SI/AAAAAAAABPM/lTDk9ldY3jw/s1600-h/CIMG5365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOA5pDQ8SI/AAAAAAAABPM/lTDk9ldY3jw/s400/CIMG5365.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364773308888838434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-603274432125254763?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/603274432125254763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=603274432125254763' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/603274432125254763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/603274432125254763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-4th.html' title='Happy 4th!'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOByKeCNlI/AAAAAAAABRc/6rDUP7TP-wI/s72-c/CIMG5278.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-6637154287816429800</id><published>2009-07-31T17:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T16:10:25.741-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Scuba snacks anyone?</title><content type='html'>While in St. Martin Jess, her dad and I decided to do some scuba diving. Jess and I were pretty stoked since it had been a while and we love doing it. We were also going to a place called Shark Hotel and we were really, REALLY wanting to see a shark on this dive. Luck wasn't on our side and someone was already there diving so we couldn't go there. We were able to dive a shipwreck though and another maze of coral tunnels. The cool thing is there was a professional photographer that dove with us so we were able to get a bunch of pics. Really glad since we saw some cool things and......'the ray'. You'll see. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOAr4a0VRI/AAAAAAAABPE/_at_9lPSdio/s1600-h/P1090050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOAr4a0VRI/AAAAAAAABPE/_at_9lPSdio/s400/P1090050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364773072495990034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ooooooooh........barracuda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOArdauaII/AAAAAAAABO8/ZMUU9yjbVvs/s1600-h/P1160042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOArdauaII/AAAAAAAABO8/ZMUU9yjbVvs/s400/P1160042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364773065247844482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOAq2RdoUI/AAAAAAAABO0/QH33_c1PuM8/s1600-h/P1160093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOAq2RdoUI/AAAAAAAABO0/QH33_c1PuM8/s400/P1160093.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364773054740013378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOAqtlGS-I/AAAAAAAABOs/MfCPhs3L29Y/s1600-h/P1170140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOAqtlGS-I/AAAAAAAABOs/MfCPhs3L29Y/s400/P1170140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364773052406451170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOAjJDLbMI/AAAAAAAABOk/QJLAt7B2P2U/s1600-h/P1250014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOAjJDLbMI/AAAAAAAABOk/QJLAt7B2P2U/s400/P1250014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364772922341420226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOAi0NaJQI/AAAAAAAABOc/O8PoyJi-qfM/s1600-h/P1300004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 321px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOAi0NaJQI/AAAAAAAABOc/O8PoyJi-qfM/s400/P1300004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364772916747183362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOAicJkCNI/AAAAAAAABOU/UtLk2V0DGvo/s1600-h/P2060017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOAicJkCNI/AAAAAAAABOU/UtLk2V0DGvo/s400/P2060017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364772910288603346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOAYbTHtiI/AAAAAAAABOE/q_sjTcQCF_U/s1600-h/P5210015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOAYbTHtiI/AAAAAAAABOE/q_sjTcQCF_U/s400/P5210015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364772738261562914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"THE RAY"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOAYMAqkfI/AAAAAAAABN8/BYC5ZBFF1Gs/s1600-h/P5210017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOAYMAqkfI/AAAAAAAABN8/BYC5ZBFF1Gs/s400/P5210017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364772734157623794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jess and her dad touching the ray with me coming up from behind. I was coming to pet it, but Mark decided he wanted to see it swim so he grabbed it's wing and gave it a gentle nudge.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOAiF18MgI/AAAAAAAABOM/Ane588hMLE8/s1600-h/P5210003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOAiF18MgI/AAAAAAAABOM/Ane588hMLE8/s400/P5210003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364772904300720642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;....and it worked. Still wish I could have petted it though. Jess said it was pretty slimy. A lot more slimy than she expected. Maybe it needed a bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOAXnaul6I/AAAAAAAABN0/nyyNzjIEBGU/s1600-h/P5210025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOAXnaul6I/AAAAAAAABN0/nyyNzjIEBGU/s400/P5210025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364772724334827426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOAXWDwDcI/AAAAAAAABNs/YLhoLB8YsEg/s1600-h/P5210065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOAXWDwDcI/AAAAAAAABNs/YLhoLB8YsEg/s400/P5210065.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364772719675051458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-6637154287816429800?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/6637154287816429800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=6637154287816429800' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/6637154287816429800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/6637154287816429800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2009/07/scuba-snacks-anyone.html' title='Scuba snacks anyone?'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOAr4a0VRI/AAAAAAAABPE/_at_9lPSdio/s72-c/P1090050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-2409692642202578783</id><published>2009-07-31T17:04:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T16:52:36.241-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Space Cowboys (and girls)</title><content type='html'>After the cruise we had an entire day in Florida to kill since we got off the cruise ship early in the morning and our flight wasn't until 4pm. So we decided to take a VIP tour of Kennedy Space Center. The highlight, and lowlight, of the visit was the Space Shuttle Atlantis was supposed to land there while we were visiting. The lowlight is they said it was too cloudy and had to reroute it to Edwards Air Force Base. Apparently they REALLY don't like doing that since it costs 2 MILLION dollars to get it back over to Cape Canaveral. Holy rocket boosters! It was a great experience though and we learned a lot and saw some really sweet things. Including gators. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOAEBkMfUI/AAAAAAAABNk/XjWjDB6nbkg/s1600-h/CIMG5165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOAEBkMfUI/AAAAAAAABNk/XjWjDB6nbkg/s400/CIMG5165.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364772387756473666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOADw0TQPI/AAAAAAAABNc/YT4xfWVvUeQ/s1600-h/CIMG5166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOADw0TQPI/AAAAAAAABNc/YT4xfWVvUeQ/s400/CIMG5166.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364772383260623090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOADWGufMI/AAAAAAAABNU/Gm4_RXQneU4/s1600-h/CIMG5170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOADWGufMI/AAAAAAAABNU/Gm4_RXQneU4/s400/CIMG5170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364772376090148034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They always have one shuttle on standby when another is up in space in case a rescue mission is needed. This is the Space Shuttle Endeavor reading and waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN_9j6W_yI/AAAAAAAABNM/eO7UpgiKraM/s1600-h/CIMG5171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN_9j6W_yI/AAAAAAAABNM/eO7UpgiKraM/s400/CIMG5171.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364772276717158178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The largest one story building in the world. There are huge doors on the side that can open up high enough to roll the Statue of Liberty right into the building. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN_9IkUjII/AAAAAAAABNE/7q70fhZIG4Q/s1600-h/CIMG5175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN_9IkUjII/AAAAAAAABNE/7q70fhZIG4Q/s400/CIMG5175.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364772269376965762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN_8rH_kWI/AAAAAAAABM8/XiLdKV6VFxY/s1600-h/CIMG5178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN_8rH_kWI/AAAAAAAABM8/XiLdKV6VFxY/s400/CIMG5178.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364772261473522018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN_8JWWhsI/AAAAAAAABM0/Lm_jl_sVpnM/s1600-h/CIMG5181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN_8JWWhsI/AAAAAAAABM0/Lm_jl_sVpnM/s400/CIMG5181.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364772252406941378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-2409692642202578783?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/2409692642202578783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=2409692642202578783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/2409692642202578783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/2409692642202578783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2009/07/space-cowboys-and-girls.html' title='Space Cowboys (and girls)'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnOAEBkMfUI/AAAAAAAABNk/XjWjDB6nbkg/s72-c/CIMG5165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-4983954097448221796</id><published>2009-07-31T16:15:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T16:03:34.645-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruisin' it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN1Pzjw8vI/AAAAAAAABMs/PXFs-F8KWRE/s1600-h/CIMG5051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN1Pzjw8vI/AAAAAAAABMs/PXFs-F8KWRE/s400/CIMG5051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364760495527097074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Loving the drills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN1PVrGiAI/AAAAAAAABMk/-FIW2zXy3-A/s1600-h/CIMG5052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN1PVrGiAI/AAAAAAAABMk/-FIW2zXy3-A/s400/CIMG5052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364760487504807938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmmmm, maybe loving it a bit too much. We were just all so giddy to be on the boat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN1IURs3mI/AAAAAAAABMc/8TNk2ZFA6-E/s1600-h/CIMG5054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN1IURs3mI/AAAAAAAABMc/8TNk2ZFA6-E/s400/CIMG5054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364760366870748770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Took this the first night we were there. Super nice outside and it was pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN1IB_yAbI/AAAAAAAABMU/uMPwRHQHt3E/s1600-h/CIMG5055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN1IB_yAbI/AAAAAAAABMU/uMPwRHQHt3E/s400/CIMG5055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364760361963749810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The view from our lounge chairs in Cococay Bay, Bahamas. It's a little private island with 55 residents that's owned by Royal Caribbean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN1HkUxBqI/AAAAAAAABMM/xgvUjTK8pQI/s1600-h/CIMG5062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN1HkUxBqI/AAAAAAAABMM/xgvUjTK8pQI/s400/CIMG5062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364760353998702242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN1HESL6QI/AAAAAAAABME/u1USgFUffmw/s1600-h/CIMG5064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN1HESL6QI/AAAAAAAABME/u1USgFUffmw/s400/CIMG5064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364760345397946626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A ray we saw swimming along the edge of the shore. I tried to get closer, but it was too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0_K4gogI/AAAAAAAABL8/H0lm5llsoEk/s1600-h/CIMG5071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0_K4gogI/AAAAAAAABL8/H0lm5llsoEk/s400/CIMG5071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364760209730347522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's the entire island. Not very big. While there we did a sea kayak trip and saw starfish over a foot in diameter, lots of fish, conks and sea mucus. Yep, mucus. It was pretty gross. Looks and feels like snot, but lives in the ocean. Funky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0-wkVOsI/AAAAAAAABL0/lHRJ5ZuiESs/s1600-h/CIMG5073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0-wkVOsI/AAAAAAAABL0/lHRJ5ZuiESs/s400/CIMG5073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364760202666392258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hitting the town on our first formal night. I can say 'town' since that's basically what we were. 4500 people living close together with shops and entertainment all around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0-MEea9I/AAAAAAAABLs/57BlR_TEPRA/s1600-h/CIMG5074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0-MEea9I/AAAAAAAABLs/57BlR_TEPRA/s400/CIMG5074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364760192869100498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's a hottie. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN09sRDxDI/AAAAAAAABLk/_jX-aGiDkgg/s1600-h/CIMG5080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN09sRDxDI/AAAAAAAABLk/_jX-aGiDkgg/s400/CIMG5080.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364760184331945010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the many towel animals that greeted us as we returned to our room at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN00IJZJMI/AAAAAAAABLc/sdQu3cwCA0Q/s1600-h/CIMG5086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN00IJZJMI/AAAAAAAABLc/sdQu3cwCA0Q/s400/CIMG5086.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364760020017292482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;St. Thomas as we pulled into port. It was a great place with super nice people. We went on a catamaran ride and snorkeled in a bay. We got to see a lot of new things like a barracuda, rays and squid that changed color and swam in formation! We also saw a little sea turtle and tons of colorful fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0zyEQa-I/AAAAAAAABLU/ME-c9QkO854/s1600-h/CIMG5096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0zyEQa-I/AAAAAAAABLU/ME-c9QkO854/s400/CIMG5096.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364760014090169314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0zcgylQI/AAAAAAAABLM/KtLK04_SFM8/s1600-h/CIMG5103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0zcgylQI/AAAAAAAABLM/KtLK04_SFM8/s400/CIMG5103.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364760008304268546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a big boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0zPKe-NI/AAAAAAAABLE/iBfKuMiCNqk/s1600-h/CIMG5114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0zPKe-NI/AAAAAAAABLE/iBfKuMiCNqk/s400/CIMG5114.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364760004721047762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just a little side street full of shops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0nNEUvtI/AAAAAAAABK8/uq39i42AiiA/s1600-h/CIMG5161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0nNEUvtI/AAAAAAAABK8/uq39i42AiiA/s400/CIMG5161.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364759797999910610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The ray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0mhrMCRI/AAAAAAAABK0/P_iwX0PM1Lo/s1600-h/CIMG5163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0mhrMCRI/AAAAAAAABK0/P_iwX0PM1Lo/s400/CIMG5163.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364759786351757586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The mouse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0mdjiqHI/AAAAAAAABKs/muy_5QiSqek/s1600-h/CIMG5123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0mdjiqHI/AAAAAAAABKs/muy_5QiSqek/s400/CIMG5123.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364759785245943922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They celebrated my birthday while on the cruise. Yep, the whole ship. lol! Just kidding. They brought out a beautiful dessert that was tempting that I didn't even take a pic before diving in. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0l94OEZI/AAAAAAAABKk/plUi1UBU4jc/s1600-h/CIMG5126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0l94OEZI/AAAAAAAABKk/plUi1UBU4jc/s400/CIMG5126.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364759776742740370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WOWSERS! No wonder out kids are so dang good looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0YESA9TI/AAAAAAAABKc/04Ik0TPtHO8/s1600-h/CIMG5133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0YESA9TI/AAAAAAAABKc/04Ik0TPtHO8/s400/CIMG5133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364759537943377202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were in a happy place. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0XhBT2GI/AAAAAAAABKU/38bT-7S2-MQ/s1600-h/CIMG1033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0XhBT2GI/AAAAAAAABKU/38bT-7S2-MQ/s400/CIMG1033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364759528478070882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Inside the boat at night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0XVd1WkI/AAAAAAAABKM/B7K8YYuYOuY/s1600-h/CIMG1035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0XVd1WkI/AAAAAAAABKM/B7K8YYuYOuY/s400/CIMG1035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364759525376481858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The second formal night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0XD6i3HI/AAAAAAAABKE/9ocUkRgYe_s/s1600-h/CIMG5127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0XD6i3HI/AAAAAAAABKE/9ocUkRgYe_s/s400/CIMG5127.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364759520665066610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0JaK3YbI/AAAAAAAABJ8/sQnnGGljt_c/s1600-h/CIMG1043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0JaK3YbI/AAAAAAAABJ8/sQnnGGljt_c/s400/CIMG1043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364759286120931762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The monkeys. They will probably kill me for putting this on here. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0I6KN-8I/AAAAAAAABJ0/Kncn5f_MQbg/s1600-h/CIMG1044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0I6KN-8I/AAAAAAAABJ0/Kncn5f_MQbg/s400/CIMG1044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364759277528284098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They wanted me to take a pic in my black tux with blackjack in my hands. My name is Price......Seth Price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0IWqEpLI/AAAAAAAABJs/6CvjJ0ZXwYE/s1600-h/CIMG1047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0IWqEpLI/AAAAAAAABJs/6CvjJ0ZXwYE/s400/CIMG1047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364759267998213298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mark couldn't resist my bootyliciousness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0H9ay_hI/AAAAAAAABJk/ZvMKUd9Eth8/s1600-h/CIMG1048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN0H9ay_hI/AAAAAAAABJk/ZvMKUd9Eth8/s400/CIMG1048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364759261223255570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby got back!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNtb9gLSMI/AAAAAAAABJM/137cXJVBccI/s1600-h/CIMG1049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNtb9gLSMI/AAAAAAAABJM/137cXJVBccI/s400/CIMG1049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364751908261808322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is in the hot tub that stuck out over the edge of the boat. We are literally sitting about 100 feet above the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNtbddkJ-I/AAAAAAAABJE/uGEo6ToGY-8/s1600-h/CIMG1055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNtbddkJ-I/AAAAAAAABJE/uGEo6ToGY-8/s400/CIMG1055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364751899660920802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The last night with our waiters, Faruk and funny guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-4983954097448221796?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/4983954097448221796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=4983954097448221796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/4983954097448221796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/4983954097448221796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2009/07/cruisin-it.html' title='Cruisin&apos; it'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnN1Pzjw8vI/AAAAAAAABMs/PXFs-F8KWRE/s72-c/CIMG5051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-8003628237618208360</id><published>2009-07-31T16:04:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T15:48:09.636-06:00</updated><title type='text'>NYC baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNq9pTSCFI/AAAAAAAABEM/eIc5KUC24HM/s1600-h/CIMG4896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNq9pTSCFI/AAAAAAAABEM/eIc5KUC24HM/s400/CIMG4896.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364749188419684434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had just gotten out of the van that took us to our hotel in Time Square. Had to capture the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNq99JgyuI/AAAAAAAABEU/AVPb7zrGY7E/s1600-h/CIMG4898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNq99JgyuI/AAAAAAAABEU/AVPb7zrGY7E/s400/CIMG4898.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364749193747417826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Times Square right outside our hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are several pics from the Metropolitan Museum of Art. It was the first place we went and I've wanted to go there forever. Could have spent days in that place. Couldn't believe I was actually seeing the paintings I had spent many hours studying through college.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNq-ddj4jI/AAAAAAAABEc/PrJTkE1dIpc/s1600-h/CIMG4901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNq-ddj4jI/AAAAAAAABEc/PrJTkE1dIpc/s400/CIMG4901.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364749202421441074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNq-vAqgvI/AAAAAAAABEk/GFqvFuYxUCA/s1600-h/CIMG4903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNq-vAqgvI/AAAAAAAABEk/GFqvFuYxUCA/s400/CIMG4903.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364749207132078834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNrdFyXg-I/AAAAAAAABFM/99TN9b6UZtE/s1600-h/CIMG4910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNrdFyXg-I/AAAAAAAABFM/99TN9b6UZtE/s400/CIMG4910.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364749728642204642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNrPhUBPbI/AAAAAAAABFE/fT8yRwQlhzU/s1600-h/CIMG4909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNrPhUBPbI/AAAAAAAABFE/fT8yRwQlhzU/s400/CIMG4909.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364749495512939954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNrPJr0TPI/AAAAAAAABE8/Gh5SgaGG31A/s1600-h/CIMG4907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNrPJr0TPI/AAAAAAAABE8/Gh5SgaGG31A/s400/CIMG4907.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364749489170304242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNrOtEB_RI/AAAAAAAABE0/KmTOk0QuTac/s1600-h/CIMG4906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNrOtEB_RI/AAAAAAAABE0/KmTOk0QuTac/s400/CIMG4906.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364749481487236370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNrOPv8XMI/AAAAAAAABEs/NPuCb728VLU/s1600-h/CIMG4904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNrOPv8XMI/AAAAAAAABEs/NPuCb728VLU/s400/CIMG4904.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364749473618353346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNrdqIjc9I/AAAAAAAABFU/SEdB5tj7Pxc/s1600-h/CIMG4912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNrdqIjc9I/AAAAAAAABFU/SEdB5tj7Pxc/s400/CIMG4912.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364749738398938066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We decided to do a rickshaw ride around Central Park. It was HUGE! We didn't get to see all of it, but loved everything we saw. Could have spent days there too. Can I just buy a huge piece of land and have it be like Central Park in my backyard? Is that too much to ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNrvKsGKOI/AAAAAAAABFs/qg2HkAl0FtM/s1600-h/CIMG4920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNrvKsGKOI/AAAAAAAABFs/qg2HkAl0FtM/s400/CIMG4920.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364750039195724002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jess' dad was having a little too much fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNretfJYGI/AAAAAAAABFk/Ru7Df1PryHk/s1600-h/CIMG0965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNretfJYGI/AAAAAAAABFk/Ru7Df1PryHk/s400/CIMG0965.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364749756478873698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The FRIENDS fountain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNreGoqa6I/AAAAAAAABFc/dguwPYBIaog/s1600-h/CIMG4915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNreGoqa6I/AAAAAAAABFc/dguwPYBIaog/s400/CIMG4915.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364749746049805218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNrvuVQ3YI/AAAAAAAABF0/PBAdzINTAgw/s1600-h/CIMG0968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNrvuVQ3YI/AAAAAAAABF0/PBAdzINTAgw/s400/CIMG0968.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364750048763633026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNrv9PxGqI/AAAAAAAABF8/LO1FEppCuzo/s1600-h/CIMG0971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNrv9PxGqI/AAAAAAAABF8/LO1FEppCuzo/s400/CIMG0971.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364750052767111842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jess, me and her mom at the Top of the Rock(efeller). We had just finished seeing Jersey Boys as you can tell by my playbill. LOVED IT! Some crude language, but the music was great. Totally forgot that Frankie Valli &amp; The Four Seasons sang so many great songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNrwV2_oPI/AAAAAAAABGE/INvy5Ylk4KQ/s1600-h/CIMG0978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNrwV2_oPI/AAAAAAAABGE/INvy5Ylk4KQ/s400/CIMG0978.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364750059374092530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Times Square at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNsEXdqNoI/AAAAAAAABGM/4EvmQcAWgJI/s1600-h/CIMG0983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNsEXdqNoI/AAAAAAAABGM/4EvmQcAWgJI/s400/CIMG0983.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364750403402086018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Times Square at night again. It was probably about midnight and the place is still jumping. We were exhausted and went to sleep, but in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNsEkgRpQI/AAAAAAAABGU/484GvNC4iKQ/s1600-h/CIMG4928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNsEkgRpQI/AAAAAAAABGU/484GvNC4iKQ/s400/CIMG4928.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364750406902719746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...we saw Tom! Tom is one of our oldest and best friends. We were roommates in college and he's currently a chef in NYC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNsTsI-JcI/AAAAAAAABGs/D-rk_nYACMk/s1600-h/CIMG4951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNsTsI-JcI/AAAAAAAABGs/D-rk_nYACMk/s400/CIMG4951.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364750666650494402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The flat iron building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNsFlyMP-I/AAAAAAAABGk/FeVaYB6zvVs/s1600-h/CIMG4945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNsFlyMP-I/AAAAAAAABGk/FeVaYB6zvVs/s400/CIMG4945.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364750424426168290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Empire State Building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNsFPhk79I/AAAAAAAABGc/im4IOZr_s8o/s1600-h/CIMG4941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNsFPhk79I/AAAAAAAABGc/im4IOZr_s8o/s400/CIMG4941.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364750418450902994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Madison Square Garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNsUXiw_II/AAAAAAAABG8/JHgbE-g_Gbo/s1600-h/CIMG4984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNsUXiw_II/AAAAAAAABG8/JHgbE-g_Gbo/s400/CIMG4984.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364750678301408386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wall Street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNsULnSbAI/AAAAAAAABG0/D1McCIweu6s/s1600-h/CIMG4982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNsULnSbAI/AAAAAAAABG0/D1McCIweu6s/s400/CIMG4982.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364750675099151362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;New York Stock Exchange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNsfsmgmjI/AAAAAAAABHc/JID07mEdp6c/s1600-h/CIMG5009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNsfsmgmjI/AAAAAAAABHc/JID07mEdp6c/s400/CIMG5009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364750872932817458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rockafeller Plaza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNsfA9wL8I/AAAAAAAABHU/ZdNm08V7jLc/s1600-h/CIMG4997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNsfA9wL8I/AAAAAAAABHU/ZdNm08V7jLc/s400/CIMG4997.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364750861219147714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The U.N.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNsehVcj6I/AAAAAAAABHM/oJBWnoD6duM/s1600-h/CIMG4996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNsehVcj6I/AAAAAAAABHM/oJBWnoD6duM/s400/CIMG4996.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364750852728590242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chrysler Building (one of my favorites).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNsU0O57nI/AAAAAAAABHE/Odu31sUsve4/s1600-h/CIMG4991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNsU0O57nI/AAAAAAAABHE/Odu31sUsve4/s400/CIMG4991.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364750686002736754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lady Liberty. She a good looking lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNsrSZba9I/AAAAAAAABIE/TTSlssbfWXg/s1600-h/CIMG5047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNsrSZba9I/AAAAAAAABIE/TTSlssbfWXg/s400/CIMG5047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364751072057060306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's even better looking at night. Since she wears a gown and it's at night, does this mean she's in her nightgown? Oh my. I'm a bit embarrassed now that I took a pic of her. This was taken on our dinner cruise one night. It was awesome. I thought I had more pics, but the boat had an all glass, dome shaped ceiling so that it felt like you were just sitting on a big open boat, but you were covered. It was nice since it rained just a little while on the cruise. The food was great also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNsqmjcNYI/AAAAAAAABH0/sPGaUH7ZLiU/s1600-h/CIMG5025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNsqmjcNYI/AAAAAAAABH0/sPGaUH7ZLiU/s400/CIMG5025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364751060287894914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Empire State Building and Chrysler building. Sorry the pics aren't the best. We need a new camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNsqLC1mLI/AAAAAAAABHs/qm2wgBZFXY8/s1600-h/CIMG5018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNsqLC1mLI/AAAAAAAABHs/qm2wgBZFXY8/s400/CIMG5018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364751052903389362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNsf0enpEI/AAAAAAAABHk/BY5gJZcij1c/s1600-h/CIMG5012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNsf0enpEI/AAAAAAAABHk/BY5gJZcij1c/s400/CIMG5012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364750875047208002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I could totally take Yao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm such a kid at heart we HAD to go to F.A.O. Schwartz while in NYC. It wasn't like I thought it would be. I remember it differently in movies so I was a little disappointed, but it was still amazing. On the other hand, the Apple store was right outside and it was AWESOME! Can't believe we don't have a pic of it. Wait, I'm getting one from the internet and putting it on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNs_pLyhHI/AAAAAAAABI8/usxS5hoDYR4/s1600-h/CIMG1010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNs_pLyhHI/AAAAAAAABI8/usxS5hoDYR4/s400/CIMG1010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364751421771252850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Darth Lego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNs_PVd_fI/AAAAAAAABI0/b-ZukpDx2kA/s1600-h/CIMG1003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNs_PVd_fI/AAAAAAAABI0/b-ZukpDx2kA/s400/CIMG1003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364751414832528882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep, we played chopsticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNs-5ReA_I/AAAAAAAABIs/X1HMwGqKY4Q/s1600-h/CIMG0994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNs-5ReA_I/AAAAAAAABIs/X1HMwGqKY4Q/s400/CIMG0994.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364751408910173170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNs17Egw6I/AAAAAAAABIk/Pm_xytrhVpw/s1600-h/CIMG0992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNs17Egw6I/AAAAAAAABIk/Pm_xytrhVpw/s400/CIMG0992.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364751254773875618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jelly Belly toy soldier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnybWBDEIJI/AAAAAAAABRk/RH0nxAYIm2o/s1600-h/apple-store-nyc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 369px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnybWBDEIJI/AAAAAAAABRk/RH0nxAYIm2o/s400/apple-store-nyc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367335658459504786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The oustide of the Apple store at night. It's a huge glass box that you walk into and then go down a glass spiral staircase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnybWlNADyI/AAAAAAAABRs/yWAa6F2JAJU/s1600-h/apple-store-nyc4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnybWlNADyI/AAAAAAAABRs/yWAa6F2JAJU/s400/apple-store-nyc4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367335668164857634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnybXKOssVI/AAAAAAAABR0/-YZZfcCO-w0/s1600-h/nyAppleStore2006_1484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnybXKOssVI/AAAAAAAABR0/-YZZfcCO-w0/s400/nyAppleStore2006_1484.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367335678104088914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The spiral staircase and inside of the Apple store. It was actually pretty crowded and had tons of tables with Apple products on all of them for you to test out and play with. It really was MY candy store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNs1rNStBI/AAAAAAAABIc/eya2-orZVcY/s1600-h/CIMG0990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNs1rNStBI/AAAAAAAABIc/eya2-orZVcY/s400/CIMG0990.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364751250515735570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNs1L3f6_I/AAAAAAAABIU/7MVlUnvI7tw/s1600-h/CIMG0989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNs1L3f6_I/AAAAAAAABIU/7MVlUnvI7tw/s400/CIMG0989.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364751242102828018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNs0_srytI/AAAAAAAABIM/uOVkSAvb0Ew/s1600-h/CIMG0986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNs0_srytI/AAAAAAAABIM/uOVkSAvb0Ew/s400/CIMG0986.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364751238836243154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-8003628237618208360?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/8003628237618208360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=8003628237618208360' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/8003628237618208360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/8003628237618208360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2009/07/nyc-baby.html' title='NYC baby!'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNq9pTSCFI/AAAAAAAABEM/eIc5KUC24HM/s72-c/CIMG4896.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-4569908969536346657</id><published>2009-07-31T15:57:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T19:56:37.737-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness Spring09</title><content type='html'>This will be one of the few posts I do to just catch up on random events or pictures in our lives that don't really go with anything else. This is what you have to do when you're about 4 months behind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNqEcTWV-I/AAAAAAAABEE/WQFgUhTd_Dk/s1600-h/CIMG4895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNqEcTWV-I/AAAAAAAABEE/WQFgUhTd_Dk/s400/CIMG4895.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364748205677762530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep. She makes her daddy very proud. Found her like this one morning. Brought a tear to my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNqDybDLKI/AAAAAAAABD8/pEEcmTouwSA/s1600-h/CIMG4876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNqDybDLKI/AAAAAAAABD8/pEEcmTouwSA/s400/CIMG4876.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364748194435771554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaylee was so excited to take her school to lunch to practice for 1st grade next year. She can't wait to be able to eat in the cafeteria and is especially looking forward to Wednesdays. That's pizza day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNqDm6TxBI/AAAAAAAABD0/MaGpBiCGtM4/s1600-h/CIMG4874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNqDm6TxBI/AAAAAAAABD0/MaGpBiCGtM4/s400/CIMG4874.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364748191345656850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNpsWc-c2I/AAAAAAAABDs/ze4KG0d_Gvo/s1600-h/CIMG4873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNpsWc-c2I/AAAAAAAABDs/ze4KG0d_Gvo/s400/CIMG4873.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364747791790666594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep, those are our boys. As you saw before, Kaylee can have a basketball in her bed and sleep sound enough that it stays next to her and she even stays covered up. She's just a peaceful sleeper. The boys on the other hand.....well, you can see for yourself. You can basically expect them to be in some weird position every night. I even walked into their room one night to check on Carter and Austin fell out of his bed while I was in the room. He slowly crawled back up (barely) and went back to sleep. Kind of like it was a nightly routine. Who knows. Maybe it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNpsLjLBrI/AAAAAAAABDk/fTglqNxhmRw/s1600-h/CIMG4872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNpsLjLBrI/AAAAAAAABDk/fTglqNxhmRw/s400/CIMG4872.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364747788863866546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got Jess 6 dozen roses for Mother's Day this year. One dozen for every year she's been a mom. Kaylee helped with a picture and a piece of paper in front of each vase. She thought it looked nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNpr71S20I/AAAAAAAABDc/GEwGaYLwbek/s1600-h/CIMG4867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNpr71S20I/AAAAAAAABDc/GEwGaYLwbek/s400/CIMG4867.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364747784644909890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNpfpDyYNI/AAAAAAAABDM/jgnodgUe97w/s1600-h/CIMG4864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNpfpDyYNI/AAAAAAAABDM/jgnodgUe97w/s400/CIMG4864.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364747573446992082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNprZdFnTI/AAAAAAAABDU/bxt2WlmSY84/s1600-h/CIMG4865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNprZdFnTI/AAAAAAAABDU/bxt2WlmSY84/s400/CIMG4865.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364747775416573234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just showing I still have it in me to blow out 33 candles at once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNpeynu_vI/AAAAAAAABC8/gKxL3zHJ31w/s1600-h/CIMG4839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNpeynu_vI/AAAAAAAABC8/gKxL3zHJ31w/s400/CIMG4839.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364747558833815282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaylee is a great helper at cleaning and organizing things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNpeX4yGAI/AAAAAAAABC0/hXDcSryOTLM/s1600-h/CIMG4837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNpeX4yGAI/AAAAAAAABC0/hXDcSryOTLM/s400/CIMG4837.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364747551657564162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carter was Austin's shadow while they helped us clean the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNpfMnoINI/AAAAAAAABDE/o_Yo55vuFdA/s1600-h/CIMG4841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNpfMnoINI/AAAAAAAABDE/o_Yo55vuFdA/s400/CIMG4841.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364747565812687058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once again, Carter is Austin's shadow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNpRS3BCvI/AAAAAAAABCs/54UOMv8Yzus/s1600-h/CIMG4817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNpRS3BCvI/AAAAAAAABCs/54UOMv8Yzus/s400/CIMG4817.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364747326969678578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This isn't just for people to see us, but more to see what's going on behind us. We didn't know until we looked at the picture. Little booger picker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNpRCgCVQI/AAAAAAAABCk/0tHJEK1iw4U/s1600-h/CIMG4810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNpRCgCVQI/AAAAAAAABCk/0tHJEK1iw4U/s400/CIMG4810.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364747322578326786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carter found a microphone and decided to entertain us....for the next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNpQkE7TEI/AAAAAAAABCc/4ICKwsjVXro/s1600-h/CIMG4744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNpQkE7TEI/AAAAAAAABCc/4ICKwsjVXro/s400/CIMG4744.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364747314411555906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Austin has become very independent and loves when it's time to brush his teeth. He actually probably brushes them better than the other two.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-4569908969536346657?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/4569908969536346657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=4569908969536346657' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/4569908969536346657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/4569908969536346657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2009/07/randomness-spring09.html' title='Randomness Spring09'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNqEcTWV-I/AAAAAAAABEE/WQFgUhTd_Dk/s72-c/CIMG4895.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-1360660677594580345</id><published>2009-07-31T15:52:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T19:49:43.032-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Austin's field trip</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I'm going back again and doing Austin's field trip. I honestly don't know when it was since Jess went with him, but it was sometime this past Spring. I know, I'm waaaaay behind. This is basically to help us journal our year so hopefully nobody cares that this is all old news. Still new pics though, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNosZ4741I/AAAAAAAABCU/sN6tADvc3vA/s1600-h/CIMG4890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNosZ4741I/AAAAAAAABCU/sN6tADvc3vA/s400/CIMG4890.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364746693201617746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNosCVaV3I/AAAAAAAABCM/FyRFJFEcWsI/s1600-h/CIMG4889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNosCVaV3I/AAAAAAAABCM/FyRFJFEcWsI/s400/CIMG4889.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364746686878603122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is one of my favorite pics of the boys. Carter always loves to do whatever Austin is doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNorvXzFXI/AAAAAAAABCE/P0VjEa4y3ko/s1600-h/CIMG4887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNorvXzFXI/AAAAAAAABCE/P0VjEa4y3ko/s400/CIMG4887.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364746681788339570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNoUcAalaI/AAAAAAAABB8/RmBgvbJd_D4/s1600-h/CIMG4883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNoUcAalaI/AAAAAAAABB8/RmBgvbJd_D4/s400/CIMG4883.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364746281453000098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNoT-uQukI/AAAAAAAABB0/TS43sam-XBs/s1600-h/CIMG4882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNoT-uQukI/AAAAAAAABB0/TS43sam-XBs/s400/CIMG4882.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364746273592228418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;McKaylee has always been a bit timid around animals of any kind, but Austin is a bit more brave. He had a great time at the farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNoTuGQLwI/AAAAAAAABBs/vTZyHfHu6QY/s1600-h/CIMG4880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNoTuGQLwI/AAAAAAAABBs/vTZyHfHu6QY/s400/CIMG4880.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364746269129453314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNoTe5e3qI/AAAAAAAABBk/Bx-bKErYZC8/s1600-h/CIMG4877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNoTe5e3qI/AAAAAAAABBk/Bx-bKErYZC8/s400/CIMG4877.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364746265049357986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-1360660677594580345?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/1360660677594580345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=1360660677594580345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/1360660677594580345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/1360660677594580345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2009/07/austins-field-trip.html' title='Austin&apos;s field trip'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SnNosZ4741I/AAAAAAAABCU/sN6tADvc3vA/s72-c/CIMG4890.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-57925705149249719</id><published>2009-07-03T16:44:00.016-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T17:07:56.868-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How time flies</title><content type='html'>Okay, so Jess and I are doing a pretty horrible job at this blogging thing lately, but I'm about to make it up to you. I have a bunch of pictures and will leave a few comments, but not many. A picture is worth a thousand words, right? If so, I'm about to spew out about a million. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll start with Kaylee's birthday.....back in April. I know, it's a long time ago, but I have to share some pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/Sk6KL2HRNGI/AAAAAAAAA_w/a5gcPH-3NLg/s1600-h/CIMG4709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/Sk6KL2HRNGI/AAAAAAAAA_w/a5gcPH-3NLg/s400/CIMG4709.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354368943099294818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She loved her new hat and I think it looks pretty dang cute myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/Sk6KpKfkSoI/AAAAAAAAA_4/UuS6pdW1gRU/s1600-h/CIMG4714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/Sk6KpKfkSoI/AAAAAAAAA_4/UuS6pdW1gRU/s400/CIMG4714.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354369446786124418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was at Grandma and Grandpa Robinsons. We were singing Happy Birthday and she got this little shy face kind of like she was wondering what to do while all the attention was on her. I love her little smirk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/Sk6K5C5F5TI/AAAAAAAABAA/jXUm2RVwSc0/s1600-h/CIMG4768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/Sk6K5C5F5TI/AAAAAAAABAA/jXUm2RVwSc0/s400/CIMG4768.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354369719623607602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was a little excited about her new scooter. Just a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/Sk6LDOHMMyI/AAAAAAAABAI/3E035lcEsuU/s1600-h/CIMG4772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/Sk6LDOHMMyI/AAAAAAAABAI/3E035lcEsuU/s400/CIMG4772.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354369894434222882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was all about High School Musical this year. I have been informed by Kaylee that Troy is 'sooo cute'. Oh brother. It begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/Sk6LR4lWKpI/AAAAAAAABAQ/TDkA_xYsOLE/s1600-h/CIMG4783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/Sk6LR4lWKpI/AAAAAAAABAQ/TDkA_xYsOLE/s400/CIMG4783.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354370146353162898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/Sk6LYSUEcRI/AAAAAAAABAY/bXcQPMuuMqk/s1600-h/CIMG4797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/Sk6LYSUEcRI/AAAAAAAABAY/bXcQPMuuMqk/s400/CIMG4797.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354370256339235090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She really enjoyed having all her friends and cousins over for her party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now onto some random pics from the past couple of months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/Sk6Lr05eCyI/AAAAAAAABAg/6Q2Vvg0tjjY/s1600-h/CIMG4724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/Sk6Lr05eCyI/AAAAAAAABAg/6Q2Vvg0tjjY/s400/CIMG4724.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354370592040422178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We just love this pic of Carter asleep in the car. He just looks so content and peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/Sk6MOH7VK_I/AAAAAAAABAo/WTFWVRrmEE0/s1600-h/CIMG4725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/Sk6MOH7VK_I/AAAAAAAABAo/WTFWVRrmEE0/s400/CIMG4725.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354371181264055282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apparently Kaylee thought it would be funny to eat her breakfast in Carter's high chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/Sk6Mg3oa1sI/AAAAAAAABAw/ptL8tyeK174/s1600-h/CIMG4747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/Sk6Mg3oa1sI/AAAAAAAABAw/ptL8tyeK174/s400/CIMG4747.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354371503307282114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carter is our pancake/waffle monster. He can eat those things like they are going out of style!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/Sk6MwU5REDI/AAAAAAAABA4/As422TPheIQ/s1600-h/CIMG4749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/Sk6MwU5REDI/AAAAAAAABA4/As422TPheIQ/s400/CIMG4749.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354371768860610610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not exactly sure what this one was for, but Kaylee loves this outfit. This was before I asked her to 'strike a pose' and.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...this was after. Seriously took her one second to pop that hip out. Jess and I just busted up laughing.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/Sk6M8NVvZ1I/AAAAAAAABBA/Vq9W_N01U0s/s1600-h/CIMG4750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/Sk6M8NVvZ1I/AAAAAAAABBA/Vq9W_N01U0s/s400/CIMG4750.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354371972990986066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/Sk6NLK7kYeI/AAAAAAAABBI/Ynsf4Ba6SU4/s1600-h/CIMG4753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/Sk6NLK7kYeI/AAAAAAAABBI/Ynsf4Ba6SU4/s400/CIMG4753.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354372230042378722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just the kiddos on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/Sk6NVYCqJ_I/AAAAAAAABBQ/ZTcoHD4RDkM/s1600-h/CIMG4728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/Sk6NVYCqJ_I/AAAAAAAABBQ/ZTcoHD4RDkM/s400/CIMG4728.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354372405360470002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaylee getting ready to kick off with her friend, Brianna, at her soccer game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/Sk6NexRP3rI/AAAAAAAABBY/3XsvDkM3ehE/s1600-h/CIMG4736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/Sk6NexRP3rI/AAAAAAAABBY/3XsvDkM3ehE/s400/CIMG4736.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354372566751370930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She wouldn't stop looking at the camera as she was running off the field. Cheeeese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I thought I had the next pictures ready, but I guess not. Next post to be coming soon called Big Apple, Big Boat and Big Rockets...OH MY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-57925705149249719?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/57925705149249719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=57925705149249719' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/57925705149249719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/57925705149249719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-time-flies.html' title='How time flies'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/Sk6KL2HRNGI/AAAAAAAAA_w/a5gcPH-3NLg/s72-c/CIMG4709.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-3785612791784096620</id><published>2009-06-02T08:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T08:45:06.680-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Austinisms</title><content type='html'>This was the chat I had with Austin today while getting ready for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin: Are you getting ready for work?&lt;br /&gt;Seth: Yep&lt;br /&gt;Austin: To work at the temple? (I helped with parking at the open house on Friday)&lt;br /&gt;Seth: No&lt;br /&gt;Austin: Your real work?&lt;br /&gt;Seth: Yep&lt;br /&gt;Austin: Why?&lt;br /&gt;Seth: So I can make money&lt;br /&gt;(long pause)&lt;br /&gt;Austin: Cause sometimes we waste it?&lt;br /&gt;Seth: (snicker) Ya, sometimes&lt;br /&gt;(another pause)&lt;br /&gt;Austin: Like on happy meals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help but laugh and give him a hug. What a great way to start the day. I love that kid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-3785612791784096620?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/3785612791784096620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=3785612791784096620' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/3785612791784096620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/3785612791784096620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2009/06/austinisms.html' title='Austinisms'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-4476519997220150942</id><published>2009-05-06T12:53:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T13:02:28.211-06:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS IS AWESOME!!!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I came across a friends blog that had this link to a website &lt;a href="http://www.directhomefind.com/dream-home/"&gt;(http://www.directhomefind.com/dream-home/)&lt;/a&gt; where you answer a few questions and it will basically tell you what kind of house is your dream home and give you a little snipet of the blueprints. I thought it was a bit hokey, but I gave it a shot. Boy was I ecstatic with the resutls! This definitely is the perfect home for me all the way from the GNC kitchen to the Chocolatessen (still trying to figure out how they knew I loved chocolate AND health food) to the on-call masseuse or the study with sports magazines. How did they know I'm a fantasy sports fanatic?!?!!? I'm not totally sold on owning a Hummer, but I'm not going to turn one down either. I have several other cars I'd buy before one of those. The movie theater and hedge maze in the yard are pretty sweet though. Along with the trophy room. I don't have any, but if I had enough money for all of this it would turn into my UNC sports memorabilia room. :) Take a look and see if this house isn't me. Thanks Bonnie and Joel!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;table width=450 style='font-family:Arial; font-size:12px; background-color:#fff; border: solid 1px #000000; color:#000000' align=center cellpadding=0&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;Your home is a &lt;h1&gt;Athlete's Manor&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/center&gt;      &lt;table width=440 cellpadding=5 cellspacing=0 style='font-family:Arial; font-size:12px; background-color:#fff; color:#000000'&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; Your kitchen is actually a GNC franchise, though all you really need are your Power Bars and Red Bulls. There's a Chocolatessen, which is rapidly becoming your favorite room of the house. Having one is also becoming a trend among your wealthy neighbors. Your master bedroom has an on-call masseuse and sports therapist. Your study has current issues of Sports News &amp; Sports Illustrated, marked with a highlighter for better preparing your fantasy sports league. One of your garages houses your Hummer, and others contain your H2, and H3... with room for an H4, if they ever invent one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your home also includes a guest wing and private quarters for your servants. Your guests enjoy your home theater with 37 different sports channels. Outside is your hedge maze and gardens, meticulously tended by a team of world-class botanists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a snippet of the blueprints:      &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img src='http://www.directhomefind.com/dream-home/images/image.php?topleft=ballroom&amp;topright=trophy_room&amp;middleright=foot_locker&amp;bottomright=theater2&amp;bottomleft=garage_hummer'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.directhomefind.com/' target=_new&gt;Real Estate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &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/2175888815221214693-4476519997220150942?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/4476519997220150942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=4476519997220150942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/4476519997220150942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/4476519997220150942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-awesome.html' title='THIS IS AWESOME!!!'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-4279604531129650422</id><published>2009-04-14T10:26:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T16:26:20.868-06:00</updated><title type='text'>EASTER</title><content type='html'>Kaylee and her High School Musical egg.  She thinks Troy is soooo cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeT3NWi_UGI/AAAAAAAAA_g/6noX-C9ehCc/s1600-h/CIMG4588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeT3NWi_UGI/AAAAAAAAA_g/6noX-C9ehCc/s320/CIMG4588.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324652468221464674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin rocking out on his air guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeT3NJm__cI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/W9cFkRK21Yw/s1600-h/CIMG4583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeT3NJm__cI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/W9cFkRK21Yw/s320/CIMG4583.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324652464748625346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeT3M6rFCII/AAAAAAAAA_Q/piF7q0FkxYA/s1600-h/CIMG4569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeT3M6rFCII/AAAAAAAAA_Q/piF7q0FkxYA/s320/CIMG4569.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324652460739201154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeT3Nnh8KkI/AAAAAAAAA_o/Do4Q0TdShlE/s1600-h/CIMG4589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeT3Nnh8KkI/AAAAAAAAA_o/Do4Q0TdShlE/s320/CIMG4589.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324652472780466754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter crying when we took the eggs away.  He was throwing them all over the family room. And yes they were real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeT2YyX3N8I/AAAAAAAAA_A/QzkUJKzAXoM/s1600-h/CIMG4639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeT2YyX3N8I/AAAAAAAAA_A/QzkUJKzAXoM/s320/CIMG4639.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324651565157922754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeT2YmxWnbI/AAAAAAAAA-4/wdGyzr-qi6A/s1600-h/CIMG4632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeT2YmxWnbI/AAAAAAAAA-4/wdGyzr-qi6A/s320/CIMG4632.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324651562043612594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeT2YKGV4hI/AAAAAAAAA-w/ZG6-JXWYJcI/s1600-h/CIMG4612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeT2YKGV4hI/AAAAAAAAA-w/ZG6-JXWYJcI/s320/CIMG4612.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324651554347016722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready for church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeT2ZHOtBfI/AAAAAAAAA_I/ps6xZOoX-H8/s1600-h/CIMG4640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeT2ZHOtBfI/AAAAAAAAA_I/ps6xZOoX-H8/s320/CIMG4640.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324651570756650482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeT1bgjR3NI/AAAAAAAAA-g/PXwDen-whJ8/s1600-h/CIMG4658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeT1bgjR3NI/AAAAAAAAA-g/PXwDen-whJ8/s320/CIMG4658.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324650512401947858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeT1bT0rZaI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/ElQ5KX9YGSQ/s1600-h/CIMG4665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeT1bT0rZaI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/ElQ5KX9YGSQ/s320/CIMG4665.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324650508985263522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I have to pick a color for the whole family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeT1bKneCzI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/irVk9HaVRdE/s1600-h/CIMG4651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeT1bKneCzI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/irVk9HaVRdE/s320/CIMG4651.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324650506513943346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin was so excited it was warm enough to wear shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeT1b4h2x9I/AAAAAAAAA-o/_qN1tVskhUc/s1600-h/CIMG4667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeT1b4h2x9I/AAAAAAAAA-o/_qN1tVskhUc/s320/CIMG4667.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324650518838429650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeT0oE97CzI/AAAAAAAAA-I/7-jDOzd-OTI/s1600-h/CIMG4673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeT0oE97CzI/AAAAAAAAA-I/7-jDOzd-OTI/s320/CIMG4673.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324649628824177458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hunt is on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeT0EWKfHrI/AAAAAAAAA-A/tmd7_pFITkY/s1600-h/CIMG4679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeT0EWKfHrI/AAAAAAAAA-A/tmd7_pFITkY/s320/CIMG4679.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324649014964985522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeTzmZh_hII/AAAAAAAAA94/ecFOXGxkm0Q/s1600-h/CIMG4680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeTzmZh_hII/AAAAAAAAA94/ecFOXGxkm0Q/s320/CIMG4680.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324648500472808578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeTzIr3xv8I/AAAAAAAAA9w/KtJLXUYCdyQ/s1600-h/CIMG4681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeTzIr3xv8I/AAAAAAAAA9w/KtJLXUYCdyQ/s320/CIMG4681.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324647989999943618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeTyjW1BvZI/AAAAAAAAA9o/EeDLU5H0StI/s1600-h/CIMG4687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeTyjW1BvZI/AAAAAAAAA9o/EeDLU5H0StI/s320/CIMG4687.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324647348696104338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeS6csg5Y6I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/PcyO_tAAQY0/s1600-h/CIMG4689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeS6csg5Y6I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/PcyO_tAAQY0/s320/CIMG4689.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324585661607011234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cute little man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeS6cQ39CII/AAAAAAAAA9Q/kM3lYSIvSZQ/s1600-h/CIMG4688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeS6cQ39CII/AAAAAAAAA9Q/kM3lYSIvSZQ/s320/CIMG4688.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324585654187526274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeS6c8RW8sI/AAAAAAAAA9g/WeySNoGdTb8/s1600-h/CIMG4693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeS6c8RW8sI/AAAAAAAAA9g/WeySNoGdTb8/s320/CIMG4693.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324585665836806850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeS6cP-1g1I/AAAAAAAAA9I/DsYMLhWXTC0/s1600-h/CIMG4695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeS6cP-1g1I/AAAAAAAAA9I/DsYMLhWXTC0/s320/CIMG4695.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324585653947958098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeS6b4UTomI/AAAAAAAAA9A/-fPNe8gwHSE/s1600-h/CIMG4722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeS6b4UTomI/AAAAAAAAA9A/-fPNe8gwHSE/s320/CIMG4722.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324585647595561570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-4279604531129650422?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/4279604531129650422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=4279604531129650422' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/4279604531129650422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/4279604531129650422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter.html' title='EASTER'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SeT3NWi_UGI/AAAAAAAAA_g/6noX-C9ehCc/s72-c/CIMG4588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-5304225704768575321</id><published>2009-03-31T08:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T08:51:06.364-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trips, quotes and prayers</title><content type='html'>So I’ve been wanting to write lately for a few reasons. One, we are taking a trip to NYC and then a Caribbean cruise in the next couple of months and we are trying to decide what to do while in NYC. We will be there three days, but neither Jess or I have ever been. We have some friends that live there and a lot of friends who have been so any input would be greatly appreciated. I’m looking more for something that the usual ‘tourist’ might not know about. Something off the beaten path. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve also wanted to start sharing some quotes from our kids because they just seem to be so funny lately. Probably more so to us than anyone else, but I still want to share. One a while back was a discussion at the dinner table where Kaylee had just been the Kinder Star Student at school. Austin was about to be the Star Student at preschool and Kaylee was trying to figure out what it should be called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin: I’m going to be star student at school daddy&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee: No, you’re going to be the kinder star student&lt;br /&gt;Austin: No, just the star student&lt;br /&gt;Jess: If you are the ‘kinder’ star student because you’re in kindergarten then what would Austin be?&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee: (thinking……..) preschool star student? No, the ‘pre’ star student&lt;br /&gt;Austin: No, the four star student. I’m four now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess he thought she said  the ‘three’ star student. It was pretty funny for us because Austin was so matter of fact about it. Austin has also been doing really good at his prayers lately, but tends to rush sometimes. He’s started to combine the word ‘and’ with whatever word is at the end of each sentence, drag it out a bit and then have a pause while he thinks. His prayer last night went something like this….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Bless us to be safeannnd……bless us to have a good day tomorrowannnd…….bless us to be healthyannnd……..bless kaylee to feel betterannnd……bless us to be happyannnd……” You get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, those are my thoughts for today. Not the greatest, but at least something. More thoughts (hopefully deeper) will come shortly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-5304225704768575321?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/5304225704768575321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=5304225704768575321' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/5304225704768575321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/5304225704768575321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2009/03/trips-quotes-and-prayers.html' title='Trips, quotes and prayers'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-6799496225074106221</id><published>2009-03-12T16:32:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T17:04:06.453-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The kids</title><content type='html'>Well I haven't been very good at taking pictures lately.  Probably because nothing very exciting is going on around here.  Here are a few moments that have been captured in the last couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SbmPeILxj_I/AAAAAAAAA8o/J5DBXty8WUk/s1600-h/CIMG4506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SbmPeILxj_I/AAAAAAAAA8o/J5DBXty8WUk/s320/CIMG4506.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312434983215927282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carter just hanging out watching TV.  He is totally enthralled by Baby Einstein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SbmPdtC7CaI/AAAAAAAAA8g/MxOiV8dPZ3w/s1600-h/CIMG4504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SbmPdtC7CaI/AAAAAAAAA8g/MxOiV8dPZ3w/s320/CIMG4504.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312434975931042210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;       Here he is jumping on the bed and playing the piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SbmPetzp8qI/AAAAAAAAA84/FXcpR97wuVI/s1600-h/CIMG4510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SbmPetzp8qI/AAAAAAAAA84/FXcpR97wuVI/s320/CIMG4510.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312434993315312290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;McKaylee's self portrait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SbmPedABXfI/AAAAAAAAA8w/K6P5dKM7O5s/s1600-h/CIMG4508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SbmPedABXfI/AAAAAAAAA8w/K6P5dKM7O5s/s320/CIMG4508.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312434988803775986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some cute kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SbmOn0MI11I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/JpeodECvZgA/s1600-h/CIMG4523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SbmOn0MI11I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/JpeodECvZgA/s320/CIMG4523.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312434050135807826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;               Digging in the dirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SbmOnlXhGqI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/qv25z_A6rzk/s1600-h/CIMG4525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SbmOnlXhGqI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/qv25z_A6rzk/s320/CIMG4525.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312434046157003426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gross.  Is that dirt on my hand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SbmOnYUD8yI/AAAAAAAAA8I/pTuAJMG1TPs/s1600-h/CIMG4530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SbmOnYUD8yI/AAAAAAAAA8I/pTuAJMG1TPs/s320/CIMG4530.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312434042652848930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh well, I guess I'll just get dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SbmOnFWHDbI/AAAAAAAAA8A/7pITZSsPdtQ/s1600-h/CIMG4534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SbmOnFWHDbI/AAAAAAAAA8A/7pITZSsPdtQ/s320/CIMG4534.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312434037561167282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My partners in crime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-6799496225074106221?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/6799496225074106221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=6799496225074106221' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/6799496225074106221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/6799496225074106221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2009/03/kids.html' title='The kids'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SbmPeILxj_I/AAAAAAAAA8o/J5DBXty8WUk/s72-c/CIMG4506.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-6778953846105693128</id><published>2009-02-25T18:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T18:31:46.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great day!</title><content type='html'>I know. You may be a bit shocked now. Hopefully you’ve picked yourself up off the floor and realized that yes, I really have done two posts in two days. There’s good reason behind it though. Well, more than just the fact that I actually enjoy the release blogging brings me and I’d like to do it more for my own selfish reasons. I’m also writing again today because it was one of my favorite days of the year. Even though the day seemed to drag on longer than a dance recital (you know what I mean), the best part was when I left work to grab some lunch and I had to roll down my window because it was too warm in the car. There is just something about being able to roll down your window again without having your ear freeze off or seeing your own breath. I’m not sure what the temperature was, but it was warm enough to roll down the window and that’s all that matters. It was sweet bliss to feel the breeze against my hairless head, crank up some tunes and enjoy the time that was available before it inevitably snows again. Probably tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-6778953846105693128?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/6778953846105693128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=6778953846105693128' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/6778953846105693128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/6778953846105693128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2009/02/great-day.html' title='Great day!'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-9213328974197784173</id><published>2009-02-24T21:27:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T21:35:50.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick update</title><content type='html'>So Jess is off with her mom, sister and sister-in-law scrapbooking something together and I just got the kids down to bed a while ago and surfing the net. Figured this was as good a time as any to give a quick update of what's been going on around here. This past weekend was pretty uneventful except for when we went to some friends house on Friday night and played Guitar Hero World Tour (I totally rocked the Beastie Boys 'No Sleep 'Till Brooklyn) while the kids played with each other. Well, at the end of the night when we were hoarse from singing and laughing we gathered up the kids and Austin's eye was pink and goopy. We get him home and sure enough, it's pink eye. Well, we've been lucky it hasn't spread to anyone else. I had it as a kid and it was the worst! My eye was always hurting and extra goopy. I'm not talking little eye boogers here. I'm talking full scale assault on my eye. I couldn't open then in the morning because they were caked. Nasty and probably a little too graphic for some, but that's how it was. I'm so thankful Austin hasn't had that. He said they hurt some, but that's about it. So he's missed church, preschool and not been able to go to the daycare so far, but he's doing a lot better and it's almost cleared up. That's about it for this post. Sorry it wasn't more exciting. I really will try to do better and get more pics up soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-9213328974197784173?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/9213328974197784173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=9213328974197784173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/9213328974197784173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/9213328974197784173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2009/02/quick-update.html' title='Quick update'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-2914440824459225594</id><published>2009-02-08T13:09:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T13:31:51.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SY8-lHvjgBI/AAAAAAAAA7k/4PafscGJ7BQ/s1600-h/CIMG4486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SY8-lHvjgBI/AAAAAAAAA7k/4PafscGJ7BQ/s320/CIMG4486.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300524093892952082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the only way Austin will give anyone a kiss these days is if he has these fake lips in his mouth.  They thought they were pretty fun to play with.  I think they thought their mom was crazy when she asked them to give each other a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SY8-kTe7M1I/AAAAAAAAA7c/-RjVUDteD0Y/s1600-h/CIMG4479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SY8-kTe7M1I/AAAAAAAAA7c/-RjVUDteD0Y/s320/CIMG4479.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300524079864558418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter giving his webkinz some good loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SY8-j_ooW3I/AAAAAAAAA7U/Ody1EhZsZlA/s1600-h/CIMG4475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SY8-j_ooW3I/AAAAAAAAA7U/Ody1EhZsZlA/s320/CIMG4475.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300524074536557426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee had silly glasses day at school.  These are the ones she picked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SY8-jQ50mRI/AAAAAAAAA7M/s_dnDp_U8i8/s1600-h/CIMG4469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SY8-jQ50mRI/AAAAAAAAA7M/s_dnDp_U8i8/s320/CIMG4469.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300524061992196370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seth and Jess at a Jazz game.  It was pretty awesome to sit in a suite.  I think we gained 5 pounds though.  So much for the diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SY8-iwznszI/AAAAAAAAA7E/lbeV17rJHyQ/s1600-h/CIMG4463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SY8-iwznszI/AAAAAAAAA7E/lbeV17rJHyQ/s320/CIMG4463.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300524053376250674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All bundled up to go outside in the freezing cold.  Do you like the socks on his hands???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SY88rQT-ymI/AAAAAAAAA68/gA1NwvBEszc/s1600-h/CIMG4332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SY88rQT-ymI/AAAAAAAAA68/gA1NwvBEszc/s320/CIMG4332.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300522000249178722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sledding, Sledding, and more sledding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SY88rGBm2kI/AAAAAAAAA60/E6zQ4-RpQco/s1600-h/CIMG4331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SY88rGBm2kI/AAAAAAAAA60/E6zQ4-RpQco/s320/CIMG4331.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300521997487757890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SY88q881aYI/AAAAAAAAA6s/4SBXbEz_2Cc/s1600-h/IMG_1167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SY88q881aYI/AAAAAAAAA6s/4SBXbEz_2Cc/s320/IMG_1167.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300521995051821442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SY88qwMM6sI/AAAAAAAAA6k/B_aUVs8xhBE/s1600-h/IMG_1170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SY88qwMM6sI/AAAAAAAAA6k/B_aUVs8xhBE/s320/IMG_1170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300521991626615490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-2914440824459225594?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/2914440824459225594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=2914440824459225594' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/2914440824459225594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/2914440824459225594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SY8-lHvjgBI/AAAAAAAAA7k/4PafscGJ7BQ/s72-c/CIMG4486.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-486178688456308989</id><published>2009-01-15T16:36:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T17:59:39.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Happiest Place On Earth</title><content type='html'>The title and these pictures tell the story.  We had so much fun on our trip to Disneyland.&lt;br /&gt;McKaylee and Austin were running to the hotel room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_bUDQA94I/AAAAAAAAA6E/Q3FUPEFRB3E/s1600-h/CIMG4341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_bUDQA94I/AAAAAAAAA6E/Q3FUPEFRB3E/s320/CIMG4341.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291689224699967362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_bTnVx4DI/AAAAAAAAA58/mnW4iXBoir4/s1600-h/CIMG4347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_bTnVx4DI/AAAAAAAAA58/mnW4iXBoir4/s320/CIMG4347.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291689217207951410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McKaylee's face when she saw the castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_T7vO_diI/AAAAAAAAA50/G9WEJcPe1OM/s1600-h/CIMG4352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_T7vO_diI/AAAAAAAAA50/G9WEJcPe1OM/s320/CIMG4352.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291681110428710434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_T7Y4ri6I/AAAAAAAAA5s/LoKpmEbVMRI/s1600-h/CIMG4351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_T7Y4ri6I/AAAAAAAAA5s/LoKpmEbVMRI/s320/CIMG4351.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291681104429550498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_T7P_UJWI/AAAAAAAAA5k/rU6gWyRjyEo/s1600-h/CIMG4349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_T7P_UJWI/AAAAAAAAA5k/rU6gWyRjyEo/s320/CIMG4349.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291681102041458018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_T67HKvaI/AAAAAAAAA5c/S13FqsYsY0Q/s1600-h/CIMG4353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_T67HKvaI/AAAAAAAAA5c/S13FqsYsY0Q/s320/CIMG4353.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291681096437251490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_T6jaCQEI/AAAAAAAAA5U/IK7RO8wXx7A/s1600-h/CIMG4420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_T6jaCQEI/AAAAAAAAA5U/IK7RO8wXx7A/s320/CIMG4420.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291681090073935938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were worn out.  We don't even know what Austin was doing in his sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_Se1s-_xI/AAAAAAAAA5M/bLSnOvmqy4c/s1600-h/CIMG4427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_Se1s-_xI/AAAAAAAAA5M/bLSnOvmqy4c/s320/CIMG4427.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291679514437287698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_SegOnOaI/AAAAAAAAA5E/4O2Nb_cNuPc/s1600-h/CIMG4394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_SegOnOaI/AAAAAAAAA5E/4O2Nb_cNuPc/s320/CIMG4394.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291679508672756130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_SeTqF8QI/AAAAAAAAA48/ownPEd1AszY/s1600-h/CIMG4391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_SeTqF8QI/AAAAAAAAA48/ownPEd1AszY/s320/CIMG4391.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291679505298354434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_Sd62rw0I/AAAAAAAAA40/xpeHmB1Tp8Y/s1600-h/CIMG4359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_Sd62rw0I/AAAAAAAAA40/xpeHmB1Tp8Y/s320/CIMG4359.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291679498640278338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_Sdr4WseI/AAAAAAAAA4s/m7NRcO2sqxU/s1600-h/CIMG4372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_Sdr4WseI/AAAAAAAAA4s/m7NRcO2sqxU/s320/CIMG4372.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291679494620754402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_RKgp8ZkI/AAAAAAAAA4k/xGHi4tItspQ/s1600-h/CIMG4433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_RKgp8ZkI/AAAAAAAAA4k/xGHi4tItspQ/s320/CIMG4433.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291678065678378562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_RKVu5X8I/AAAAAAAAA4c/n3oSy2EKTTM/s1600-h/CIMG4434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; 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height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_PIZmPzOI/AAAAAAAAA4M/qS2nXbjjDGs/s320/CIMG4438.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291675830400830690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_OPeRVCLI/AAAAAAAAA4E/JA8MN03ztqg/s1600-h/CIMG4446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_OPeRVCLI/AAAAAAAAA4E/JA8MN03ztqg/s320/CIMG4446.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291674852402727090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_OOyUoZKI/AAAAAAAAA38/6op4WRs4GtA/s1600-h/CIMG4448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_OOyUoZKI/AAAAAAAAA38/6op4WRs4GtA/s320/CIMG4448.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291674840605418658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_OOR0ef0I/AAAAAAAAA30/mMqJCGDeAPE/s1600-h/CIMG4450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_OOR0ef0I/AAAAAAAAA30/mMqJCGDeAPE/s320/CIMG4450.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291674831880617794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-486178688456308989?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/486178688456308989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=486178688456308989' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/486178688456308989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/486178688456308989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2009/01/happiest-place-on-earth.html' title='The Happiest Place On Earth'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SW_bUDQA94I/AAAAAAAAA6E/Q3FUPEFRB3E/s72-c/CIMG4341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-2697054894927786919</id><published>2008-12-30T11:47:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T11:53:02.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello stranger.</title><content type='html'>Well, once again it's been a while. It's the day before New Year's Eve and I was thinking about goals and resolutions for the upcoming year. I'm a big goals guy. I may not reach all of them when I want, but if I hadn't set them in the first place I wouldn't even be close to achieving them. If that challenge is in front of me then it drives me a little more. Anyway, one of my goals is to do better with our blog. My parents are out here visiting for the holidays and they said they miss seeing pics of the kids. Nope, not me or Jess, but the grandkids. I feel kinda bad depriving them of our children's beauty so I'm back on the wagon. I will be blogging on a much more regular basis. Thanks to all of you who continually check our blog just to find the same post time after time. I hope to bring more joy to your lives when you actually visit our blog and you see something different. Not that the blog itself will be entertaining or worthwhile, but at least it will be different than the same picture of Carter drinking a bottle with his feet up on his high chair. It's cute, but you can only take so much cute, right? Okay, I'm off to work again and will be gathering thoughts, goals and pictures to add in the next day or two. Talk to you soon!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-2697054894927786919?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/2697054894927786919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=2697054894927786919' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/2697054894927786919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/2697054894927786919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-stranger.html' title='Hello stranger.'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-6141703130195546329</id><published>2008-10-15T10:02:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T16:19:48.889-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Carter, Carter, Carter...and some</title><content type='html'>Carter eating his bottle with his feet up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SPZpFrO2l7I/AAAAAAAAApo/zbIVyHQnR5A/s1600-h/CIMG3585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SPZpFrO2l7I/AAAAAAAAApo/zbIVyHQnR5A/s320/CIMG3585.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257505161226917810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're finally starting to crawl.  Only 11 months old, but who's counting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SPYXohEDKFI/AAAAAAAAApA/6H_pyOPMzpA/s1600-h/CIMG3610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SPYXohEDKFI/AAAAAAAAApA/6H_pyOPMzpA/s320/CIMG3610.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257415599839193170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter found a new favorite toy.  Daddy is so proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SPYXpbgO0sI/AAAAAAAAApY/Kzeo6XaK2MQ/s1600-h/CIMG3596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SPYXpbgO0sI/AAAAAAAAApY/Kzeo6XaK2MQ/s320/CIMG3596.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257415615526654658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the kids playing together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SPYXpImhr7I/AAAAAAAAApQ/Qdyax924M0c/s1600-h/CIMG3598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SPYXpImhr7I/AAAAAAAAApQ/Qdyax924M0c/s320/CIMG3598.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257415610452783026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter standing...kind of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SPYXqSRTjJI/AAAAAAAAApg/ae44QTtCDnw/s1600-h/CIMG3592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SPYXqSRTjJI/AAAAAAAAApg/ae44QTtCDnw/s320/CIMG3592.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257415630227999890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left the kitchen for a minute, and when I came back every cupboard and drawer was opened.  That's Kaylee for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SPYWnZBswLI/AAAAAAAAAog/8iEBhMyUEmg/s1600-h/CIMG3634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SPYWnZBswLI/AAAAAAAAAog/8iEBhMyUEmg/s320/CIMG3634.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257414480990355634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee ready for soccer practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SPYXoy13GqI/AAAAAAAAApI/5_HMQb-aif8/s1600-h/CIMG3606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SPYXoy13GqI/AAAAAAAAApI/5_HMQb-aif8/s320/CIMG3606.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257415604611521186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and Austin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SPYWn_sz_nI/AAAAAAAAAow/GSQQCYZDwe8/s1600-h/CIMG3617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SPYWn_sz_nI/AAAAAAAAAow/GSQQCYZDwe8/s320/CIMG3617.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257414491371732594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and Kaylee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SPYWoHREVbI/AAAAAAAAAo4/xNlfDbruuS4/s1600-h/CIMG3616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SPYWoHREVbI/AAAAAAAAAo4/xNlfDbruuS4/s320/CIMG3616.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257414493402846642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's ready for snow?  My kids are.  They were asking to go play in the snow from the second they woke up and saw it outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SPYWngnnXMI/AAAAAAAAAoo/y_qpzgxkWdw/s1600-h/CIMG3627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SPYWngnnXMI/AAAAAAAAAoo/y_qpzgxkWdw/s320/CIMG3627.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257414483028434114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's ready for Halloween?  Again...my kids are!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SPYWmwzpx7I/AAAAAAAAAoY/YYx3w3OS2vQ/s1600-h/CIMG3636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SPYWmwzpx7I/AAAAAAAAAoY/YYx3w3OS2vQ/s320/CIMG3636.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257414470194022322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-6141703130195546329?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/6141703130195546329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=6141703130195546329' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/6141703130195546329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/6141703130195546329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/10/carter-carter-carterand-some.html' title='Carter, Carter, Carter...and some'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SPZpFrO2l7I/AAAAAAAAApo/zbIVyHQnR5A/s72-c/CIMG3585.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-6424765843710605076</id><published>2008-09-30T14:03:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T20:32:54.443-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1st time for everything</title><content type='html'>Austin's first day of preschool.  He was so excited to bring the sharing bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SOLePYaNDcI/AAAAAAAAAoA/zNjVkjqhMRs/s1600-h/CIMG3509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SOLePYaNDcI/AAAAAAAAAoA/zNjVkjqhMRs/s320/CIMG3509.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252004471299182018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee's first soccer game.  I think she was more concerned about her uniform than she was about the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SOLdbdKEVtI/AAAAAAAAAnw/34AlSVxP9aM/s1600-h/CIMG3519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SOLdbdKEVtI/AAAAAAAAAnw/34AlSVxP9aM/s320/CIMG3519.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252003579220481746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She bounces more than she runs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SOKRxOvWwbI/AAAAAAAAAno/cQfqZ0slD5A/s1600-h/CIMG3559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SOKRxOvWwbI/AAAAAAAAAno/cQfqZ0slD5A/s320/CIMG3559.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251920390423757234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin started karate.  He loves doing this move right here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SOKRPLYcJHI/AAAAAAAAAng/rRJ1knFwkwQ/s1600-h/CIMG3538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SOKRPLYcJHI/AAAAAAAAAng/rRJ1knFwkwQ/s320/CIMG3538.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251919805406782578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute Carter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SOLexYhS3vI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/cP0rqa3RqJc/s1600-h/CIMG3542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SOLexYhS3vI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/cP0rqa3RqJc/s320/CIMG3542.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252005055444475634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee and Austin patiently reading and waiting for mom and dad to get ready for church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SOLejMUkMPI/AAAAAAAAAoI/znh8r41Ke3s/s1600-h/CIMG3535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SOLejMUkMPI/AAAAAAAAAoI/znh8r41Ke3s/s320/CIMG3535.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252004811651690738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lounging on the couch with Grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SOLeEBw_4lI/AAAAAAAAAn4/usMrPp9YuFk/s1600-h/CIMG3518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SOLeEBw_4lI/AAAAAAAAAn4/usMrPp9YuFk/s320/CIMG3518.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252004276242211410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee and Austin pretending to play the drums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SOKIWBPaTQI/AAAAAAAAAnY/boBhxRa53-g/s1600-h/CIMG3573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SOKIWBPaTQI/AAAAAAAAAnY/boBhxRa53-g/s320/CIMG3573.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251910027338992898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter had his own drum, or tupperware that he was banging on his highchair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SOKGy5WPJ3I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/SND7SeAjCwo/s1600-h/CIMG3576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SOKGy5WPJ3I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/SND7SeAjCwo/s320/CIMG3576.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251908324413089650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty cute kids if I do say so myself.  I might be a little biased.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-6424765843710605076?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/6424765843710605076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=6424765843710605076' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/6424765843710605076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/6424765843710605076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/09/1st-time-for-everything.html' title='1st time for everything'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SOLePYaNDcI/AAAAAAAAAoA/zNjVkjqhMRs/s72-c/CIMG3509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-4118604088346724123</id><published>2008-09-12T09:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T10:01:40.572-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Private</title><content type='html'>Well, it seems to be what a lot of my friends are doing lately and I think we're to that point also. We're setting our blog to private soon and wanted to let everyone know. If you'd still like to be able to view our blog, please send me an email at sethdouglasprice@yahoo.com. I'll keep it public for one more week so hopefully all our friends/family see this beforehand. We'll go private next week sometime. I think you can still ask for permission to see the blog after it goes private, but I still wanted to give everyone a heads up. Hope everyone is doing well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-4118604088346724123?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/4118604088346724123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=4118604088346724123' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/4118604088346724123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/4118604088346724123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/09/going-private.html' title='Going Private'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-166177473534050231</id><published>2008-09-07T18:54:00.019-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T20:58:38.289-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying the sunshine</title><content type='html'>Since this warm weather is almost a thing of the past, I thought I'd post the rest of our pictures from the summer.  Maybe if we didn't take so many pictures, I wouldn't feel like we were always behind on blogging.  Well here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SMR5FhWmMiI/AAAAAAAAAlg/MEAgdVLZZ2s/s1600-h/CIMG3418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SMR5FhWmMiI/AAAAAAAAAlg/MEAgdVLZZ2s/s320/CIMG3418.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243449001925554722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaylee doing Aunt Liza's hair for her...she's already following in her mothers footsteps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SMSNmubxEKI/AAAAAAAAAnI/bO9POoOMaYA/s1600-h/CIMG3369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SMSNmubxEKI/AAAAAAAAAnI/bO9POoOMaYA/s320/CIMG3369.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243471562605138082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carter had his first ice cream sandwich.  He wouldn't let me pull it away for a second.  HE LOVED IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SMSL27DS61I/AAAAAAAAAnA/cui30aQ6oNU/s1600-h/CIMG3373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SMSL27DS61I/AAAAAAAAAnA/cui30aQ6oNU/s320/CIMG3373.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243469641846811474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Austin has a habit of walking around the house in the middle of the night.  We usually call out from the comfort of our own bed, "Austin get back in bed."  He just goes back into his room and closes the door and gets back in bed.  One morning this is what we walked into.  He must have remade his bed in the middle of the night...on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SMSLHEteP1I/AAAAAAAAAm4/7DQpgQzKSWQ/s1600-h/CIMG3424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SMSLHEteP1I/AAAAAAAAAm4/7DQpgQzKSWQ/s320/CIMG3424.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243468819805912914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went out on the boat while Heath and Liza were here.  We had a great time and here are a few pics from that trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SMSKKt_qPdI/AAAAAAAAAmw/fARke_MNllc/s1600-h/CIMG3455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SMSKKt_qPdI/AAAAAAAAAmw/fARke_MNllc/s320/CIMG3455.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243467782916029906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SMSGWMG77vI/AAAAAAAAAmo/Rc_4hr_AMaY/s1600-h/CIMG3425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SMSGWMG77vI/AAAAAAAAAmo/Rc_4hr_AMaY/s320/CIMG3425.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243463581931663090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Austin really wanted to drive the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SMSFzKfY_ZI/AAAAAAAAAmg/RLBD7qvwSCY/s1600-h/CIMG3439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SMSFzKfY_ZI/AAAAAAAAAmg/RLBD7qvwSCY/s320/CIMG3439.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243462980201938322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SMSAn6u0JcI/AAAAAAAAAmY/UVVIBM4PhUc/s1600-h/IMG_0546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SMSAn6u0JcI/AAAAAAAAAmY/UVVIBM4PhUc/s320/IMG_0546.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243457289434965442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandpa and the boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SMR9jcncXrI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/NJ6QDKUJWbc/s1600-h/IMG_0585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SMR9jcncXrI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/NJ6QDKUJWbc/s320/IMG_0585.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243453914096623282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seth trying to get a hummingbird to land on his finger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SMR9GVc7sGI/AAAAAAAAAmI/qiUGVvJUKqk/s1600-h/IMG_0532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SMR9GVc7sGI/AAAAAAAAAmI/qiUGVvJUKqk/s320/IMG_0532.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243453413957283938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SMR78v5olcI/AAAAAAAAAmA/IzcFXrVUUPs/s1600-h/IMG_0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SMR78v5olcI/AAAAAAAAAmA/IzcFXrVUUPs/s320/IMG_0631.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243452149746668994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How cute are they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SMR7vFTFYzI/AAAAAAAAAl4/pdg0aPuF5nY/s1600-h/IMG_0621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SMR7vFTFYzI/AAAAAAAAAl4/pdg0aPuF5nY/s320/IMG_0621.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243451914972390194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks to Becca for capturing these moments.  She is the one who took the last 5 pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SMR7hmZP_xI/AAAAAAAAAlw/A9chj3F1t2I/s1600-h/CIMG3497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SMR7hmZP_xI/AAAAAAAAAlw/A9chj3F1t2I/s320/CIMG3497.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243451683338452754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Austin was sooooo ready to go to preschool.  This is right before his preschool orientation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SMR592CZilI/AAAAAAAAAlo/7e7VTxbZy5s/s1600-h/CIMG3504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SMR592CZilI/AAAAAAAAAlo/7e7VTxbZy5s/s320/CIMG3504.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243449969550658130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaylee keeps saying she wants a baby sister.  Here she is going for second best.  Just dress up your brother as a girl.  You can only imagine how much Seth loves this picture.  Well that's all for now, but keep checking in.  Seth has been so busy, so I have decided the only way to catch up is to do these pictures myself.  Then I saw his 101 blog and I think he has entirely too much time on his hands.  What should I ask him to do around the house???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-166177473534050231?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/166177473534050231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=166177473534050231' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/166177473534050231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/166177473534050231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/09/enjoying-sunshine.html' title='Enjoying the sunshine'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SMR5FhWmMiI/AAAAAAAAAlg/MEAgdVLZZ2s/s72-c/CIMG3418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-2657782216555378272</id><published>2008-08-25T20:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:52:01.491-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New pics</title><content type='html'>Jess added some new pics to a post she started a couple days ago, but it was put underneath the last two posts. We just didn't want our family and friends to miss out. Scroll down or click &lt;a href="http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/08/more-catching-up-to-do.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-2657782216555378272?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/2657782216555378272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=2657782216555378272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/2657782216555378272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/2657782216555378272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-pics.html' title='New pics'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-8479969349900419271</id><published>2008-08-25T11:04:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T12:22:59.803-06:00</updated><title type='text'>101 things that make me Seth</title><content type='html'>So I have a friend that just did this and I thought it was pretty interesting. If you don't know me, you're about to and if you do know me, well, you're probably going to learn more than you wanted. So let's do this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SLRJwUbD3GI/AAAAAAAAAlE/wSau51vgdCA/s1600-h/Photo+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SLRJwUbD3GI/AAAAAAAAAlE/wSau51vgdCA/s320/Photo+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238893361003486306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm a chocoholic. I LOVE CHOCOLATE! I have to have some every day or I get a little bit grumpy. It doesn't have to be fancy or anything. Just good ol' milk chocolate usually does the trick.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm a pretty shy person. People who don't know me in high school usually don't believe it and people in h.s. can't believe I talk as much as I do now. I still have a hard time though.&lt;br /&gt;3. I get choked up easily. Certain things cause it more than others. Movies. Thinking about something happening to my family. My daughter's wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm a book fanatic. I love books. I want a large library in my house someday with hundreds or thousands of books. I'll read what I can, but I just like having them. &lt;br /&gt;5. I love flying. I used to love flying during college because it was just me and I can sit at an airport and people watch all day long.&lt;br /&gt;6. I love fishing, but don't do it near enough. Doesn't matter where. Streams, ponds, lakes or ocean. I love the fight and when they're not biting I love the sitting around, relaxing, thinking and eating part.&lt;br /&gt;7. I believe in soulmates. Doesn't have to do with love, but can be about two people just having a connection and be great friends.&lt;br /&gt;8. I love singing in the shower. It just always sounds better there. &lt;br /&gt;9. I have a pair of University of North Carolina basketball shorts that one of my best friends gave me over 10 years ago and I've probably worn them over 1000 times easily. They still look pretty new. &lt;br /&gt;10. I love my buzzed head and wish I would have done it back in college.&lt;br /&gt;11. If I had one wish it would either be that I could go back to the age of 8 with the knowledge I have now and do things over or to be able to see at least one day into the future at all times.&lt;br /&gt;12. I enjoy all kinds of music. Well, almost. I can't take the super hard metal, but almost anything else. Pop, Rock, Rap, Country, Classical, Bluegrass, etc. Whatever mood I'm in determines what I listen to.&lt;br /&gt;13. I love the early mornings. The world is just quiet and still and you can get a lot of things done. The sunrise is pretty nice too.&lt;br /&gt;14. I love sports and my favorite teams are UNC (college bball), Va. Tech (college fball), Washington Redskins (NFL), L.A. Lakers (NBA) and Braves, Mets and Red Sox (baseball). I'll cheer for a lot of other teams, but those teams first.&lt;br /&gt;15. The Discovery Channel is awesome! I like most shows on there.&lt;br /&gt;16. I've had lots of different jobs. Lawn mower, Bagger, Stocker. Asbestos Removal Prep Guy, Residential Construction, Commercial Construction, Telemarketer (sorry), Wal-Mart store set-up, Substitute Teacher, Graphic Designer, Realtor and Frozen Foods Manager.&lt;br /&gt;17. I love surprising my family. The planning, build up and surprise are great.&lt;br /&gt;18. I'm VERY goal oriented. This has only been true for a few years, but I have a long list of goals at all times. New Year's resolutions are big to me as &lt;a href="http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008-resolutionsgoals.html"&gt;you can see&lt;/a&gt;. Some people tell me I'll never accomplish them all and it just drives me. Others say they are too far out of reach and I just set myself up for disappointment when I fail. The way I see it, if I fail at least I probably did more than if I had no goal at all and I'll just try harder next time.&lt;br /&gt;19. I'm really self conscious. &lt;br /&gt;20. I'm really competitive.&lt;br /&gt;21. The first things I notice about people are their eyes and smile.&lt;br /&gt;22. I'm a momma's boy and proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;23. I like plays. Jess bought me tickets to The Phantom of the Opera for my first birthday we were together. I wasn't very happy and asked her if she even knew me (even though we were engaged). We went and I loved it. Been to many, many more and my favorite is Wicked. I also LOVE STOMP!!!&lt;br /&gt;24. I love art. Since I was an art major in college it helped, but art history was very hard for me. I don't want to know when they painted it or what underlying meanings there were usually. I just love looking at it and buying it. Some favorite artists are &lt;a href="http://www.normanrockwell.com/"&gt;Norman Rockwell&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.mcescher.com/"&gt;MC Escher&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_James_Audubon"&gt;John James Audobon&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.andrea-schroeder.com/Lassene.html"&gt;Christian Riese Lassen&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Salvador_Dalí"&gt;Salvador Dali&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.world-wide-art.com/art/James_Christensen/google.html"&gt;James Christensen&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.reparteegallery.com/portfolio.aspx?manid=159"&gt;Liz Lemon Swindle&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;25. I love the rain and thunderstorms. If it's during a day I can take a nap it's even better. Playing sports in the rain. Running in the rain. Dancing in the rain. Kissing in the rain. It's all great.&lt;br /&gt;26. My first concert ever was with Heidi Frampton and we went to see the Smashing Pumpkins at the College of William and Mary in Williamsburg, Va.&lt;br /&gt;27. One of my favorite memories of childhood was chopping wood with my dad.&lt;br /&gt;28. My wife and I met at Ricks college. We started dating a year after we met. Before that we dated each other's roommates. Ooops.&lt;br /&gt;29. I grew up in the mountains of Virginia and love bluegrass music. Nickel Creek and Jack white are some of my newer favorites, but I love a lot of the old stuff too. Ralph Stanley. Allison Krauss. It's all good.&lt;br /&gt;30. I've lived in 4 states: Virginia, Idaho, California and Utah.&lt;br /&gt;31. I love milk. It's my favorite drink. I probably drink 3 to 4 glasses a day. Still waiting for it to 'do a body good'.&lt;br /&gt;32. I'm a big fan of hugging/kissing. My mom is a hugger so I just grew up with it. I have to hold back some now, but if there is ever anyone that needs a hug, I'm your guy. They are both just so much fun and can make a bad day good and a good day great.&lt;br /&gt;33. My favorite holiday is Valentine's Day. That's the romantic part of me coming out. I love buying stuff for loved ones and planning surprises.&lt;br /&gt;34. I'm not a fan of pets, but I have one that I'm bound and determined to have someday. A pet shark.&lt;br /&gt;35. I don't know hardly anything about cars, but I love them. My favorites right now are BMW, Aston Martin, old hot rods and trucks.&lt;br /&gt;36. I got a 'Dear John' letter while on my mission. By the time I got home she was married and 8 months pregnant. &lt;br /&gt;37. I still keep in contact with all of my college roommates from my first two years of college. They are like brothers and we keep in touch with emails, blogs, fantasy sports and the occasional get togethers when we are close.&lt;br /&gt;38. I have 21 screws in my mouth from a jaw surgery I had at age 17 to fix an underbite. I can still feel some of them through my gums on the top. Freaky. And no, I don't set off any metal detectors.&lt;br /&gt;39. When I shoot 3-pointers I usually click my heels. You can always tell if I'm on or not if I get a good 'click' going.&lt;br /&gt;40. I absolutely love Sportscenter. What's not to love? Sports and whitty comedy. Love it!&lt;br /&gt;41. I want a large cabin someday. I love cabins and would want to spend more time there than at my house.&lt;br /&gt;42. I've already started drawing plans for our next house. We helped design the house we are in right now, but we already have changes we'd make. I love houses and coming up with unique things that would benefit our family or just be plain cool.&lt;br /&gt;43. I don't mind chick flicks. My favorite is The Notebook. Jess has had me watch Steel Magnolias a lot too and it's pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;44. I'm a romantic even though I don't show it as much as I should. Need to change that.&lt;br /&gt;45. My grandpa is one of my biggest heroes.&lt;br /&gt;46. I have a fear of deep water. If I can't touch the bottom or see the bottom my over-active imagination takes over and it freaks me out.&lt;br /&gt;47. I love playing fantasy sports with my friends and family. From analyzing players and teams to preparing for the live draft and the head-to-head matchups. It's just fun and if anything it keeps us in contact.&lt;br /&gt;48. Scuba diving is awesome. Jess and I got certified about 3 years ago and have only been diving in Hawaii, but plan on doing much more through the years. We are hoping to go somewhere in the Caribbean this spring.&lt;br /&gt;49. I have a &lt;a href="http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-bucket-list.html"&gt;bucket list&lt;/a&gt;. It's really long, like my goals, but I really want to do all of these things. Right now I'm just hoping to don one a year. &lt;br /&gt;50. I'd love to hold a world record someday. No particular one. Just grab the most recent book, pick one I think I can do and go for it.&lt;br /&gt;51. UNC is my favorite team of any sports, any level. I bleed Carolina blue.&lt;br /&gt;52. I am a True Aggie.&lt;br /&gt;53. I made the Ricks College Contemporary Dance Team. I thought it was going to be more like hip-hop, but it was more like 'pretend to be a leaf being tossed around by the wind'. I didn't stick with it.&lt;br /&gt;54. I'm a huge video game fan, but don't have any systems for that reason. My wife would probably leave me and my kids would never see me. &lt;br /&gt;55. I want to own my grandparent's house someday. It's in a really little town in northern Utah, but they live in an old Mormon church that was built in the 1920's. It has a basketball court, stage, etc. They've renovated the rest to be their home, but it's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;56. I'm related to the Civil War General, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stonewall_Jackson"&gt;Thomas "Stonewall" Jackson&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;57. I have 3 kids, McKaylee, Austin and Carter and we're probably not done.&lt;br /&gt;58. I proposed to Jess by making her a book called "151 reasons why I love Jessica Robinson" with handwritten reasons complete with pictures and other sentimental things. I had her look at it on the side of the mountain in Logan as we overlooked Cache Valley. Reason #1 was "For accepting these flowers filled with my love". I gave her a tulip filled with little plastic x's and o's. Then another. And another. Then another, but that one had a small, plastic ring. We had talked about marriage, but I told her I didn't have any money for a ring so it would have to be a small plastic one. When she saw it she laughed some and I gave her another rose. She began to try and look inside it and that's when I got down on my knee. Luckily she said yes.&lt;br /&gt;59. I served a 2 year Mormon mission to Carlsbad, California and loved it.&lt;br /&gt;60. I don't know how to water ski or wakeboard and all my in-laws do.&lt;br /&gt;61. I really like bellybuttons.&lt;br /&gt;62. Jess and I went parasailing this past summer. I was able to cross off something on my bucket list, but my fear of deep water came into play when the driver decided to dip us and leave us there a long time. I swear there was a great white under that water just waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;63. My wife still amazes and surprises me with her beauty after 9 years of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;64. I have killed a deer while hunting with my dad as a teenager and would like to go elk hunting with him someday.&lt;br /&gt;65. I'd like to learn how to paint. I took a class in college, but it wasn't enough.&lt;br /&gt;66. I really enjoy playing a good game of chess, but can't find people to play with.&lt;br /&gt;67. I was almost bitten by a 4 foot Cottonmouth/Water Mocassin snake when I was about 10 years old. It was a few inches from my ankle in the water. I jumped out of the water and it swam across the water to a hole in the rocks.&lt;br /&gt;68. I've been shot by a bb gun, many, many times.&lt;br /&gt;69. I love a good steak. Some of the best I've had were at Ruby River Steakhouse, Flemings Steakhouse and Texas Roadhouse.&lt;br /&gt;70. I have ideas for personalized license plates I want to have someday, but none of them really belong on a '01 Toyota Corolla.&lt;br /&gt;71. I love cufflinks. My parents gave me my first pair for Christmas this year (UNC ones of course) and I love wearing them. Now I have a wish list of about 10 more that I want. I can see it becoming an addiction.&lt;br /&gt;72. I love wearing a nice suit.&lt;br /&gt;73. I'd love to learn how to fly a helicopter someday.&lt;br /&gt;74. Some of my favorite desserts are Kula Pie (Mama's Fish House on Maui), Big Mountain Chocolate Cake (Black Angus) and warm fudge brownie with a scoop of vanilla ice cream on top and chocolate syrup/fudge.&lt;br /&gt;75. I love quotes. Inspiring ones are the best. Here are a few of my favorite:&lt;br /&gt;"Imagination is more important than education" - Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;"It's better to shoot for the stars and land on the moon than shoot for the moon and land in a pile of crap" -Jace McInelly (mission companion)&lt;br /&gt;"Make it Happen" -Robinson Family Motto (my in-laws)&lt;br /&gt;"Every morning in Africa, a gazelle wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the fastest lion or it will be killed...every morning a lion wakes up. It knows it must outrun the slowest gazelle or it will starve to death. It doesn't matter whether you are a lion or a gazelle...when the sun comes up, you'd better be running." -Successories poster.&lt;br /&gt;76. I'd love to ride &lt;a href="http://www.lotojaclassic.com/"&gt;LOTOJA&lt;/a&gt; someday. It's a one day, 206 mile bike ride from Logan, Utah to Jackson Hole, Wyoming. Hence the name LO TO JA.&lt;br /&gt;77. I'd like to compete in some sort of triathlon someday. Maybe not a full Ironman, but at least a spring triathlon.&lt;br /&gt;78. I've had stitches in my knee, head (twice), neck and mouth.&lt;br /&gt;79. I had a full page picture on the cover of a section of the newspaper when I was about 16 talking about soccer. I was a goalie for our undefeated soccer team.&lt;br /&gt;80. I love money and learning about it.&lt;br /&gt;81. One of my nicknames is "Money".&lt;br /&gt;82. I love a sunrises and sunsets. I'd often get up and see the sunrise coming out of the ocean growing up on the east coast and then on my mission in California there were many times I saw it set in the ocean as well. It's just peaceful and calming.&lt;br /&gt;83. I love smells. Especially perfume. I've always had a habit of inhaling after a female walks by just to see how they smell. It's just become a habit and it can sometimes be intoxicating. Many times I've wanted to ask women what perfume they are wearing so I can get it for Jess, but I'm not brave enough.&lt;br /&gt;84. I'd like to write a book someday. Not sure what about. &lt;br /&gt;85. I'm one of the biggest dreamers you will ever meet. Just look at my goals. My overactive imagination takes over and I can outdream anybody. Donald Trump has a book called "Think Big and Kick A**". I have the thinking big part down, it's the second part I've got to master.&lt;br /&gt;86. Growing up I wanted to be a fighter pilot, cartoonist, race car driver or architect.&lt;br /&gt;87. Girls in trucks/jeeps are hot.&lt;br /&gt;88. I have a fascination with wine bottles. I love the artwork on most of them and would love to collect them someday.&lt;br /&gt;89. I enjoy a good Nascar race now and then and hope to attend a live race someday.&lt;br /&gt;90. I love grilling and cooking and wish I had more time to do both.&lt;br /&gt;91. I believe college sports more fun than professional sports.&lt;br /&gt;92. Did I mention I have an over active imagination? It's definitely not a good thing most of the times, but it does help me think big. It also helps freak me out a lot if there is even the smallest seed of doubt. It's tied to me being self conscious, my fear of deep water, etc.&lt;br /&gt;93. I love coins. I have a large jar full of change and love to get change when buying anything.&lt;br /&gt;94. I count everything and they have to be even. If I'm walking sometimes I'll count my steps. I take even amounts of candy or swallows or basketball shots. I count to two before every free throw I shoot. I will countdown any time I'm waiting for a website to load. If it's not done loading by the time I count to ten it's usually not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;95. I love the internet. All the information at  your fingertips and tons of stuff to buy. I pride myself on being able to find good deals.&lt;br /&gt;96. I'm a pretty good speller. Give me a word and I can usually get it right. Usually.&lt;br /&gt;97. I'm a huge Michael Jordan fan. Not only did he play for UNC, but he was also the best basketball player ever, has great work ethic, very business savvy and took Nike to where it is today. My daughter's name was almost Jordan Michael Price until Jess realized what I was trying to do. She liked Jordan and she liked Michael as a middle name, but not together. Her middle name is still Michael.&lt;br /&gt;98. My first crush was Christy Stevens from kindergarten to 6th grade. Then I moved and my new crush was Aimee Merrill until I graduated.&lt;br /&gt;99. I only skipped one day of school in high school and that was because my girlfriend was sick and her parent's wouldn't let her stay home. I called the school, acted as her dad and got her excused. Then I called my dad, played sick and he called the school for me. All that work just so I could drive her to my house and get busted by my bishop just as I was pulling into my driveway and then she just slept all day. I was bored out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;100. I wink at Jess to let her know everything is okay without having to say anything.&lt;br /&gt;101. I'm addicted to Apple products. I have a Mac computer. I have an ipod. I crave an iPhone and am hoping to get a laptop soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONE! FINALLY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SLRJ88gUWoI/AAAAAAAAAlM/Ij15oVXu0WI/s1600-h/Photo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SLRJ88gUWoI/AAAAAAAAAlM/Ij15oVXu0WI/s320/Photo+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238893577921387138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-8479969349900419271?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/8479969349900419271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=8479969349900419271' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/8479969349900419271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/8479969349900419271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/08/101-things-that-make-me-seth.html' title='101 things that make me Seth'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SLRJwUbD3GI/AAAAAAAAAlE/wSau51vgdCA/s72-c/Photo+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-2365956073031939856</id><published>2008-08-20T12:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T13:44:18.213-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Horrible</title><content type='html'>Yep, that's what I've been at this blogging thing for the past few months. Just plain horrible. My only explanation is that my little bro-in-law left on his mission today. In fact, he's going into the Missionary Training Center in Provo right this very minute. I'm not there because I needed to be at work and said my good-byes last night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since he was leaving we've been doing everything under the sun with the in-laws to share the last few weeks we had with him before he left for the next two years. During that same time period we had a few baby blessings, a baptism, my sister and her family came to visit for almost two weeks and my grandpa passed away. It's been a pretty eventful, emotional, stressful and hectic time. I didn't even talk about work, church, making a video, swim lessons and Kaylee starting kindergarten. These are all things that I plan on catching up on since everything is over now. I think our lives might, just might, get back to somewhat normal. Is that too much to ask for? Normal? You know, like when I go to work and can come home to see my wife and kids and have dinner, play with the family, put the kids down and have some time with Jess? I can't remember the last time that happened, but I'm really looking forward to it. Maybe I can actually take Jess out for our anniversary that was last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be prepared to be amazed at the amount of blogging that takes place in the next week or so. It might surprise you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-2365956073031939856?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/2365956073031939856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=2365956073031939856' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/2365956073031939856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/2365956073031939856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/08/horrible.html' title='Horrible'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-4608432757152773936</id><published>2008-08-11T13:40:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:40:52.188-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More catching up to do</title><content type='html'>These pics are from the 4th of July.  We spent the morning in Logan and then back to our house for fireworks that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SKCXqscnc7I/AAAAAAAAAj8/YZWj1ywPTpc/s1600-h/CIMG3269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SKCXqscnc7I/AAAAAAAAAj8/YZWj1ywPTpc/s320/CIMG3269.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233349526746002354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carter hanging out in his high chair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SKCYugXmL-I/AAAAAAAAAkE/-Fh3bPcHiVk/s1600-h/CIMG3267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SKCYugXmL-I/AAAAAAAAAkE/-Fh3bPcHiVk/s320/CIMG3267.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233350691734826978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Austin and Kaylee loved the fireworks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SLNrVtgu1oI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ThPXahkeVNY/s1600-h/CIMG3256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SLNrVtgu1oI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ThPXahkeVNY/s320/CIMG3256.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238648812300326530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SKCbS04M_aI/AAAAAAAAAkM/Y_oINDYSpw8/s1600-h/CIMG3350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SKCbS04M_aI/AAAAAAAAAkM/Y_oINDYSpw8/s320/CIMG3350.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233353514738843042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seth and Austin went to the demolition derby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SLNo5xQYCbI/AAAAAAAAAkU/2zkEwphOmuM/s1600-h/CIMG3322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SLNo5xQYCbI/AAAAAAAAAkU/2zkEwphOmuM/s320/CIMG3322.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238646133245872562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaylee carries her little brother everywhere. No wonder he is not crawling or walking yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SLNp6dY-wKI/AAAAAAAAAkc/--RKzLHymKc/s1600-h/CIMG3400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SLNp6dY-wKI/AAAAAAAAAkc/--RKzLHymKc/s320/CIMG3400.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238647244604752034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaylee and Austin did awesome in swimming lessons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SLNqYVoDchI/AAAAAAAAAkk/PiQBkJroT84/s1600-h/CIMG3405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SLNqYVoDchI/AAAAAAAAAkk/PiQBkJroT84/s320/CIMG3405.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238647757916566034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SLNqnsF6hpI/AAAAAAAAAks/JfGOuaNQX2M/s1600-h/CIMG3406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SLNqnsF6hpI/AAAAAAAAAks/JfGOuaNQX2M/s320/CIMG3406.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238648021645428370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SLNr8-UhWEI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eVDtf5ewNQ0/s1600-h/CIMG3393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SLNr8-UhWEI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eVDtf5ewNQ0/s320/CIMG3393.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238649486827411522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And last but not least, Kaylee started Kindergarten.  I just can't believe that I have a kid old enough to go to school.  SHE LOVES IT, even if her parents aren't quite sure yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-4608432757152773936?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/4608432757152773936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=4608432757152773936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/4608432757152773936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/4608432757152773936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/08/more-catching-up-to-do.html' title='More catching up to do'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SKCXqscnc7I/AAAAAAAAAj8/YZWj1ywPTpc/s72-c/CIMG3269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-1881436638114501932</id><published>2008-07-19T12:48:00.019-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:17:40.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go</title><content type='html'>This is my first attempt to catch up on the last 2-3 months of our lives. It will be more pictures than writing, but they are definitely more fun to look at than my ramblings. So.....in the last few months.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SII63dTbo1I/AAAAAAAAAhE/vANhlkUgY84/s1600-h/CIMG2881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SII63dTbo1I/AAAAAAAAAhE/vANhlkUgY84/s320/CIMG2881.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224803242136544082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaylee and I had a Daddy/Daughter date. We went to IHOP to have their Horton Hears a Who breakfast which was pancakes covered in bright blue and purple syrup with a sucker on top and then green eggs &amp; ham. Then we went and saw Horton Hears a Who and stuffed our faces. It was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SII822N8IdI/AAAAAAAAAhM/xBQGS3jJp1A/s1600-h/CIMG2887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SII822N8IdI/AAAAAAAAAhM/xBQGS3jJp1A/s320/CIMG2887.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224805430667780562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaylee has started sharing her precious bear with Carter and he loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SII9OK1rYVI/AAAAAAAAAhU/3JQl3-bfZ-E/s1600-h/CIMG2906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SII9OK1rYVI/AAAAAAAAAhU/3JQl3-bfZ-E/s320/CIMG2906.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224805831340155218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaylee turned 5!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SII_9C_CcQI/AAAAAAAAAhc/qIRejbgrXLI/s1600-h/CIMG2914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SII_9C_CcQI/AAAAAAAAAhc/qIRejbgrXLI/s320/CIMG2914.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224808835709038850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Jess made her a beautiful cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SIJG20CQgbI/AAAAAAAAAhk/nKoxrep5Nko/s1600-h/CIMG2970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SIJG20CQgbI/AAAAAAAAAhk/nKoxrep5Nko/s320/CIMG2970.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224816425198191026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaylee got her ears pierced for her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SIJHAMRz5UI/AAAAAAAAAhs/zDu4nDO0zVA/s1600-h/CIMG2927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SIJHAMRz5UI/AAAAAAAAAhs/zDu4nDO0zVA/s320/CIMG2927.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224816586324698434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And was spoiled like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SIJTweefTvI/AAAAAAAAAh0/ybX9CAaA_aQ/s1600-h/CIMG2982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SIJTweefTvI/AAAAAAAAAh0/ybX9CAaA_aQ/s320/CIMG2982.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224830609982967538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also had a birthday on May 7th. 32 years old!! Austin was the chef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SIJT7yS5hOI/AAAAAAAAAh8/Yg3aHh-Cjq8/s1600-h/CIMG2987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SIJT7yS5hOI/AAAAAAAAAh8/Yg3aHh-Cjq8/s320/CIMG2987.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224830804281623778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jess made it look good as usual. She knows my addiction to chocolate and my favorite desserts being yellow cake with chocolate frosting or fudge brownies so she combined the two. I was in heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SIJUPQvkb7I/AAAAAAAAAiE/Z_bchRQUqNw/s1600-h/CIMG2991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SIJUPQvkb7I/AAAAAAAAAiE/Z_bchRQUqNw/s320/CIMG2991.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224831138872455090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I couldn't help myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SIJUXGHanuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/F-VXeIMK07Q/s1600-h/CIMG3005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SIJUXGHanuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/F-VXeIMK07Q/s320/CIMG3005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224831273458638562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carter is still our beautiful little peanut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SIJUhOIlzxI/AAAAAAAAAiU/asK5f-BOGmI/s1600-h/CIMG3015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SIJUhOIlzxI/AAAAAAAAAiU/asK5f-BOGmI/s320/CIMG3015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224831447409741586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The dreaded 'bath picture with the brother/sister' to show the future boyfriends/girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SIJU1rKvo3I/AAAAAAAAAic/08_g2Up4qAI/s1600-h/CIMG3055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SIJU1rKvo3I/AAAAAAAAAic/08_g2Up4qAI/s320/CIMG3055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224831798800786290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaylee graduated preschool in the spring and will be going to kindergarten in 3 WEEKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SIJVMtK-ZTI/AAAAAAAAAik/lmMtOELHgug/s1600-h/CIMG3144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SIJVMtK-ZTI/AAAAAAAAAik/lmMtOELHgug/s320/CIMG3144.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224832194475615538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Austin still likes to show off his muscles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SIJVUQv4PzI/AAAAAAAAAis/AE8Xz3Wbp3Q/s1600-h/CIMG3145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SIJVUQv4PzI/AAAAAAAAAis/AE8Xz3Wbp3Q/s320/CIMG3145.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224832324284727090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SIJVbsz1x5I/AAAAAAAAAi0/iSs70uBTuRU/s1600-h/CIMG3149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SIJVbsz1x5I/AAAAAAAAAi0/iSs70uBTuRU/s320/CIMG3149.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224832452076619666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaylee also had a dance recital. She was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SIJVly7qyGI/AAAAAAAAAi8/cwmCxLA22t4/s1600-h/CIMG3160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SIJVly7qyGI/AAAAAAAAAi8/cwmCxLA22t4/s320/CIMG3160.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224832625518757986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now. I was having some technical difficulties. I'll do another post hopefully soon with pics from our trip to Virginia and the beach house and also the 4th of July.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-1881436638114501932?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/1881436638114501932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=1881436638114501932' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/1881436638114501932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/1881436638114501932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/07/here-we-go.html' title='Here we go'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SII63dTbo1I/AAAAAAAAAhE/vANhlkUgY84/s72-c/CIMG2881.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-6161178209360835892</id><published>2008-07-18T07:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T07:53:58.276-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow</title><content type='html'>So does anyone else have random people look at their blog and repremand them for not having the totally correct information on medical equipment? Okay, so repremand may be a little harsh, but yesterday I had some random person send me a comment on my &lt;a href="http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2007/11/bilibed-anyone.html"&gt;Billibed Anyone?&lt;/a&gt; blog back in November. I'll be the first to admit I know nothing about billibeds except that it made Carter not have to go back to the hospital and got him better. I'm thankful for that. I didn't really feel like I needed to run to the encyclopedia and study everything about jaundice, billirubin or billibeds. Apparently someone thinks I should have so they were oh so nice enough to provide me with that information, word for word, yesterday. My favorite part is their first line. Something about minding if they leave a little comment as they proceed to write a dissertation. I wasn't going to even post it, but I guess people are still coming to our blog looking for billibed information and it apparently is more correct than anything I said. So if anyone is interested in billibed abilities, the causes, symptoms and solutions to billirubin or anything else about jaundice, feel free to check out our &lt;a href="http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2007/11/bilibed-anyone.html"&gt;Billibed Anyone?&lt;/a&gt; blog. I may sound a little harsh, but I found it a little strange, but at the same time it may help some other parent's out there so deep down I'm thankful if it helps someone else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back tonight to blog and post picks from the last couple of months. I'm serious................stop laughing...............okay, get up off the floor............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-6161178209360835892?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/6161178209360835892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=6161178209360835892' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/6161178209360835892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/6161178209360835892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/07/wow.html' title='Wow'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-5087428221573670810</id><published>2008-06-26T21:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T21:45:06.853-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We're back!!</title><content type='html'>So we just got back a couple days ago from a nice little trip to Va. to see my family. While there we took a week long trip down to the Outer Banks of North Carolina to a little town called Duck and stayed at a beach house for a week. It was great! We have a lot of pics and I'm getting back into the blogging world. It's something I enjoy when I do it, but when it gets behind it seems like a chore to catch up. Guess the only solution is to not get behind again. I'll write again soon with lots of pics and stories. For a quick glance at one thing we did while in Duck check out my little sister's blog &lt;a href="http://whogetsthischance.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-5087428221573670810?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/5087428221573670810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=5087428221573670810' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/5087428221573670810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/5087428221573670810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/06/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re back!!'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-8950396173819015789</id><published>2008-06-05T06:53:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:17:40.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY JESS!!!</title><content type='html'>I just had to take a quick moment while Jess is sleeping in to wish her a happy birthday. I wish I could wake her up with some plane tickets to Hawaii for a week and get out of this gloomy, cold weather we're having, but breakfast in bed and some gifts will have to do this year. She deserves the Hawaii trip though. She's an amazing wife and mother who does a million and one things for us to make us happy. I just hope that the kids and I can team up to try and return a portion of that happiness to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some reasons she's great:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SEfnT9rPNuI/AAAAAAAAAgg/9ER_6mQYoKk/s1600-h/CIMG3050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SEfnT9rPNuI/AAAAAAAAAgg/9ER_6mQYoKk/s320/CIMG3050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208385824236713698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For all the preschool/dance class driving and making Kaylee a princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SEfm2gUnteI/AAAAAAAAAgY/_PHmSa5Np1Q/s1600-h/CIMG2680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SEfm2gUnteI/AAAAAAAAAgY/_PHmSa5Np1Q/s320/CIMG2680.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208385318141015522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For having patience with Austin when he likes to wake up in the middle of the night or super early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SEfj025TzaI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/9jXCwIFSlP8/s1600-h/CIMG2667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SEfj025TzaI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/9jXCwIFSlP8/s320/CIMG2667.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208381991305858466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For all the feeding, changing, burping, cleaning, holding and caring for Carter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SEfo-9eL_VI/AAAAAAAAAgo/38ojEpNBvhw/s1600-h/CIMG2910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SEfo-9eL_VI/AAAAAAAAAgo/38ojEpNBvhw/s320/CIMG2910.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208387662427979090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For being hot even when she's not trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SEfjpg_q57I/AAAAAAAAAgI/vdFWxmdlMjM/s1600-h/CIMG1906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SEfjpg_q57I/AAAAAAAAAgI/vdFWxmdlMjM/s320/CIMG1906.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208381796448397234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For making us a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you and happy birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-8950396173819015789?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/8950396173819015789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=8950396173819015789' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/8950396173819015789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/8950396173819015789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday-jess.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY JESS!!!'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SEfnT9rPNuI/AAAAAAAAAgg/9ER_6mQYoKk/s72-c/CIMG3050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-6694447463856278231</id><published>2008-05-06T21:39:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:17:42.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, we DID celebrate Easter.</title><content type='html'>So it's been a long time once again since the last blog. I'm really sorry, but I just don't have the time and I haven't shown Jess how to do it yet. I'm trying to catch up though. Here is the next installment of pics and stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did our Easter eggs a few nights before Easter and the kids were pretty excited. We always love doing the eggs. The kids would do 10 dozen if they could and every single one would be different. Maybe one year I'll buy that many just to test that theory. I think it would be pretty fun. My mom came out to visit while she was on spring break which made Easter that much better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SCEl2-ZIsBI/AAAAAAAAAfA/e26pWlsmRlA/s1600-h/CIMG2734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SCEl2-ZIsBI/AAAAAAAAAfA/e26pWlsmRlA/s320/CIMG2734.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197477071353851922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids waiting patiently to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SCEmYuZIsCI/AAAAAAAAAfI/6USjuIeVpZQ/s1600-h/CIMG2747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SCEmYuZIsCI/AAAAAAAAAfI/6USjuIeVpZQ/s320/CIMG2747.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197477651174436898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Austin had a breakdown in the middle for some reason that I can't remember, but Kaylee wasn't about to let him stay sad for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SCEmn-ZIsDI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/qCXesnkBvdU/s1600-h/CIMG2751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SCEmn-ZIsDI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/qCXesnkBvdU/s320/CIMG2751.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197477913167441970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaylee with her personalized egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SCEm9-ZIsEI/AAAAAAAAAfY/fw5RRpaq1Zs/s1600-h/CIMG2752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SCEm9-ZIsEI/AAAAAAAAAfY/fw5RRpaq1Zs/s320/CIMG2752.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197478291124564034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Austin with his "A" egg he did by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SCEnH-ZIsFI/AAAAAAAAAfg/YRBi96292sg/s1600-h/CIMG2743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SCEnH-ZIsFI/AAAAAAAAAfg/YRBi96292sg/s320/CIMG2743.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197478462923255890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My special UNC egg that is a yearly tradition. I may have started getting high on egg dye though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eggs were fun, but Easter morning was even better. My mom was visiting with us and the kids were super giddy to get their baskets, find eggs and wear new clothes to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SCEnkuZIsGI/AAAAAAAAAfo/bsHQ9TER8ag/s1600-h/CIMG2766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SCEnkuZIsGI/AAAAAAAAAfo/bsHQ9TER8ag/s320/CIMG2766.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197478956844494946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SCEoYuZIsHI/AAAAAAAAAfw/QdJjisPNXfg/s1600-h/CIMG2770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SCEoYuZIsHI/AAAAAAAAAfw/QdJjisPNXfg/s320/CIMG2770.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197479850197692530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Austin was all about the candy. Before I knew it he had eaten 4 or 5 mini Reese's cups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SCEpCuZIsII/AAAAAAAAAf4/LEfdc6UaOIY/s1600-h/CIMG2784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SCEpCuZIsII/AAAAAAAAAf4/LEfdc6UaOIY/s320/CIMG2784.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197480571752198274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All ready for church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SCEpM-ZIsJI/AAAAAAAAAgA/KH1xAsWoGfk/s1600-h/CIMG2801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SCEpM-ZIsJI/AAAAAAAAAgA/KH1xAsWoGfk/s320/CIMG2801.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197480747845857426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had an Easter egg hunt in our house in the morning, but then we went to Jess' cousin's house for dinner after church and had an even bigger one. There had to of been about 100 eggs around the yard full of candy and toys. They had a lot of fun and so did the grown-ups.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-6694447463856278231?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/6694447463856278231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=6694447463856278231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/6694447463856278231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/6694447463856278231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/05/yes-we-did-celebrate-easter.html' title='Yes, we DID celebrate Easter.'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SCEl2-ZIsBI/AAAAAAAAAfA/e26pWlsmRlA/s72-c/CIMG2734.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-4358684053273394053</id><published>2008-04-15T21:48:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:17:44.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Carter</title><content type='html'>Just some more pics we took with Carter one afternoon while hanging out as a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SAV5a6TBdgI/AAAAAAAAAeM/m9qGpKGLeYQ/s1600-h/CIMG2628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SAV5a6TBdgI/AAAAAAAAAeM/m9qGpKGLeYQ/s320/CIMG2628.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189687648846968322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SAV52KTBdhI/AAAAAAAAAeU/Wugjmn4vPlE/s1600-h/CIMG2635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SAV52KTBdhI/AAAAAAAAAeU/Wugjmn4vPlE/s320/CIMG2635.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189688116998403602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SAV5-KTBdiI/AAAAAAAAAec/L8iAPcZd1OA/s1600-h/CIMG2641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SAV5-KTBdiI/AAAAAAAAAec/L8iAPcZd1OA/s320/CIMG2641.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189688254437357090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SAV6DKTBdjI/AAAAAAAAAek/-xQxR2K2THM/s1600-h/CIMG2647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SAV6DKTBdjI/AAAAAAAAAek/-xQxR2K2THM/s320/CIMG2647.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189688340336703026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SAV6IKTBdkI/AAAAAAAAAes/ubBnf1q2pmU/s1600-h/CIMG2661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SAV6IKTBdkI/AAAAAAAAAes/ubBnf1q2pmU/s320/CIMG2661.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189688426236048962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SAV6NaTBdlI/AAAAAAAAAe0/-eEA7t4_qRM/s1600-h/CIMG2667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SAV6NaTBdlI/AAAAAAAAAe0/-eEA7t4_qRM/s320/CIMG2667.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189688516430362194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-4358684053273394053?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/4358684053273394053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=4358684053273394053' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/4358684053273394053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/4358684053273394053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/04/more-carter.html' title='More Carter'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SAV5a6TBdgI/AAAAAAAAAeM/m9qGpKGLeYQ/s72-c/CIMG2628.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-5722502942461040249</id><published>2008-04-15T21:37:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:17:45.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carter's First Haircut</title><content type='html'>I'm going to try and catch up one blog at a time.  A little each night. I just realized it's been 2 months since any new pictures have been posted and that's pretty sad since we've taken about 200. I'll start with Carter's first haircut. This was near the end of February and it was needed. His bangs were getting pretty long, hair over the ears and he was at the beginning of having a mullet. Not that mullets are bad, but when he lays on his head a lot and there begins to be a little bald spot just above the mullet in the back, it's not too pretty. I should have taken a picture, but missed the opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall he did pretty well. No crying. No squirming. He just sat there and looked at all of us. Austin came in near the middle and kept Carter entertained also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SAV1VqTBdZI/AAAAAAAAAdU/F-vnE7nIrTw/s1600-h/CIMG2586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SAV1VqTBdZI/AAAAAAAAAdU/F-vnE7nIrTw/s320/CIMG2586.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189683160606143890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SAV1eqTBdaI/AAAAAAAAAdc/GsI4C4mL0yk/s1600-h/CIMG2588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SAV1eqTBdaI/AAAAAAAAAdc/GsI4C4mL0yk/s320/CIMG2588.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189683315224966562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SAV13KTBdbI/AAAAAAAAAdk/k2H-DWIi8Fc/s1600-h/CIMG2593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SAV13KTBdbI/AAAAAAAAAdk/k2H-DWIi8Fc/s320/CIMG2593.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189683736131761586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SAV1-qTBdcI/AAAAAAAAAds/ifhudHPggBk/s1600-h/CIMG2595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SAV1-qTBdcI/AAAAAAAAAds/ifhudHPggBk/s320/CIMG2595.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189683864980780482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looks a little creepy, like a floating head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SAV2KaTBddI/AAAAAAAAAd0/gz2aU3R0Ivo/s1600-h/CIMG2612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SAV2KaTBddI/AAAAAAAAAd0/gz2aU3R0Ivo/s320/CIMG2612.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189684066844243410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This kid sticks everything in his mouth. Didn't like it too much after the first time he got a mouthful of hair though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SAV2ZKTBdeI/AAAAAAAAAd8/lav2oKY16Do/s1600-h/CIMG2616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SAV2ZKTBdeI/AAAAAAAAAd8/lav2oKY16Do/s320/CIMG2616.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189684320247313890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Austin loves trying to make Carter laugh/smile. Carter just thinks he's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SAV2kaTBdfI/AAAAAAAAAeE/GgX4RKwzbqk/s1600-h/CIMG2627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SAV2kaTBdfI/AAAAAAAAAeE/GgX4RKwzbqk/s320/CIMG2627.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189684513520842226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The final product with a little spike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-5722502942461040249?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/5722502942461040249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=5722502942461040249' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/5722502942461040249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/5722502942461040249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/04/carters-first-haircut.html' title='Carter&apos;s First Haircut'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/SAV1VqTBdZI/AAAAAAAAAdU/F-vnE7nIrTw/s72-c/CIMG2586.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-6795076736731718215</id><published>2008-04-15T15:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T15:21:21.743-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming soon to a blog near you....</title><content type='html'>A NEW BLOG!! I will have one up tonight. It's been waaaaaay too long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-6795076736731718215?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/6795076736731718215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=6795076736731718215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/6795076736731718215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/6795076736731718215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/04/coming-soon-to-blog-near-you.html' title='Coming soon to a blog near you....'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-2266404051609538264</id><published>2008-03-31T09:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T09:37:09.302-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a while</title><content type='html'>So it's been a while since I last posted. Easter has come and gone. My mom has come and gone. The NCAA basketball tournament is still going and my Tarheels are still in the running. I have pictures from Easter and my mom's visit, but will have to put them up later. Since my last post it's been super hectic around here with my new job, trying to come up with a new website for Jess' dad Easter and then my mom being here. Pretty much every day has started at about 6:30am and I'm not done working until about 10:30pm. Well, except when my mom was here. When my family visits almost everything else gets put on hold if possible. Since we don't see them that much I figure it's okay. There are more important things in life than work. I'll be on again soon hopefully with a bunch of pics. Sorry this isn't more exciting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-2266404051609538264?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/2266404051609538264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=2266404051609538264' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/2266404051609538264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/2266404051609538264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/03/been-while.html' title='Been a while'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-4725529731547559507</id><published>2008-03-22T11:29:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:17:45.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MARCH MADNESS BABY!!!!</title><content type='html'>Okay, besides Christmas, this is probably my favorite time of the year. I got to work on Thursday morning and told the Marketing Director that "Today is like Christmas for me". It really is. It's like every game is a new present waiting to be unwrapped and enjoyed. The best part is, sometimes that 'present' just keeps getting better over the next couple of hours and if you're really lucky it comes down to the last few seconds and it's one of the best presents ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I filled out a bracket......well, maybe 5, but that's really good for me. It's usually at least 7 or 8. I have my main, or my "Sheet of Integrity" (for those Mike &amp; Mike in the Morning listners) and the others are just for fun or to win money from ESPN.com. This year has thrown me for a few loops and I've only gotten 22 of 32 right so far. That's not too hot. Thankfully though, only 3 of my Sweet 16 teams are out so far, but all of my Elite 8 are still in the running. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R-VDTJ74F9I/AAAAAAAAAdM/q3zgVph-Ewo/s1600-h/unc-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R-VDTJ74F9I/AAAAAAAAAdM/q3zgVph-Ewo/s200/unc-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180620942723258322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, I'd love to have a perfect bracket, but does it really matter? No. The only thing that matters is that North Carolina ends up being the only team to win 6 games in a row and walk away with the championship. Then we can come back next season and do it all over again as long as nobody leaves. (Please Tyler Hansbrough, come back and win it again. Pleeeeaaaaase.  I'm begging and pleading with you. For the love of all that is holy, please come back)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those that are interested my picks are as follows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet 16: UNC, Notre Dame, Louisville, Tennessee, Kansas, Clemson (lost), USC (lost), Georgetown, Memphis, Pittsburgh, Stanford, Texas, UCLA, Drake (lost), Xavier, and Duke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elite 8: UNC, Tennessee, Kansas, Georgetown, Memphis, Stanford, UCLE, and Duke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Four: UNC vs. Kansas and Memphis vs. UCLA. I know, it's boring with all of the #1 seeds in the Final Four, but they are all so strong. Really, any of them have a decent shot at being knocked out in the Elite 8, except Carolina. (c:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Championsip: UNC vs. Memphis with UNC winning 75-72&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-4725529731547559507?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/4725529731547559507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=4725529731547559507' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/4725529731547559507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/4725529731547559507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/03/march-madness-baby.html' title='MARCH MADNESS BABY!!!!'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R-VDTJ74F9I/AAAAAAAAAdM/q3zgVph-Ewo/s72-c/unc-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-8610291508257697053</id><published>2008-03-22T11:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T11:29:15.795-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New job!!!</title><content type='html'>I haven't blogged about this yet and not sure why. Just trying to get back into the swing of things for a while. Anyway, I got a new job and this past week was my first week. I'm the new Graphic Designer for Deseret First Credit Union. It's been pretty fun so far and looks to only get better. I work in a nice place (even thought it takes 30 minutes to get to work) that has a large eating area, kitchen, workout room, sleeping/chill out room, and best of all......a super huge flat screen to watch March Madness on. Everyone is super nice and they really take care of their employees. Yesterday we all got an email at 10am saying there were Easter eggs hidden around the building with prizes inside. They had things like free candy bars, free DFCU shirts and gift certificates. I got a candy bar one, which I didn't mind. Nothing like a nice shot of chocolate at 10am to start the day. lol!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought I'd share the news and my thankfulness to no longer work at the grocery store. Oh, for those of you who didn't know, I was the frozen foods manager at the local grocery store for the past 3 months since the real estate market has basically slowed to a crawl and my freelance design jobs weren't cutting it. It wasn't that bad, but working graveyard in a freezer while having a college degree started getting old pretty fast. Thank goodness for Deseret First Credit Union!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-8610291508257697053?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/8610291508257697053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=8610291508257697053' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/8610291508257697053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/8610291508257697053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-job.html' title='New job!!!'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-4031977228547826621</id><published>2008-03-19T21:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T21:11:29.536-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Better Is Better Than Your Better</title><content type='html'>I love these new Nike commercials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pY8nXhsxgZo&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pY8nXhsxgZo&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rHHMaiNyztk&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rHHMaiNyztk&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-4031977228547826621?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/4031977228547826621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=4031977228547826621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/4031977228547826621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/4031977228547826621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-better-is-better-than-your-better.html' title='My Better Is Better Than Your Better'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-6904542332064281302</id><published>2008-03-12T15:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T16:17:28.758-06:00</updated><title type='text'>JabbaWockeez!!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so a lot of you know my love for dance. I used to dance in my room all the time growing up. Now, I'm not talking about ballet or interpretive dance. I'm talking more like Michael Jackson and Justin Timberlake dancing. Breakin' and Electric Bugaloo dance. I love break dancing. One of my old dreams was to be a Janet Jackson backup dancer. I didn't make it that far, but I did make it to the stage at Ricks College in a Lip Sync contest. It just wasn't the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my new favorite shows is called America's Best Dance Crew. There is a group on there that I've seen before called the Jabbawockeez and they are amazing. This past week's dance was extra awesome and I have to share it with those who haven't seen it. These guys are awesome. They were given a song and had to put a little of their own mix into it. They pulled Michael Jackson's "P.Y.T. (Pretty Young Thing) and they did it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zDGyuyWt1oM&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zDGyuyWt1oM&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful to have a wife that just laughs and rolls her eyes sometimes when I start to break it down in the family room. I'm also thankful my kids have taken after me and we have many dance classes which are always funny to watch. Especially when they try to break dance. I'll have to get it on video and share one of these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-6904542332064281302?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/6904542332064281302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=6904542332064281302' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/6904542332064281302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/6904542332064281302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/03/jabbawockeez.html' title='JabbaWockeez!!'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-6100169286734909869</id><published>2008-03-09T12:10:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:17:46.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You have to believe</title><content type='html'>So as I was looking at a few friend's blogs this morning I came across one of my favorites and it made me smile. My friend, &lt;a href="http://100percentcottam-austin.blogspot.com/"&gt;Natalie&lt;/a&gt;, talked about how amazing it is to think that her children have great potential. They could be and do anything with their lives. She continued by saying we are the same way. We just have to believe it and not tell ourselves that we can't. I'm a huge advocate of this philosophy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately most of the feedback I've received from my "Bucket List" hasn't been the most positive. Lots of people saying "There is no way you can do all that" or "What makes you think that is possible?". My response is usually "Why not?". It drives me even more and makes me want to prove them wrong when people say I can't or won't succeed at something. I'll admit, I can't do everything, but I can definitely try and know that without trying nobody would really know. I'd feel more unfulfilled if I didn't try than if I tried and failed. At least I knew I gave it a shot. And why try to bring me down? Why see my dreams and tell my I'll just fail? They're my dreams, not yours. I hope to have this blog for many years to come so that everyone can see me crossing off my Bucket List and realize anything is possible if you set your mind to it. Ever seen "Pursuit of Happyness" or "Rudy"? Yes, they're movies, but movies based on real events and those people had big dreams and achieved them because they believed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love a lot of the Successories posters and have 3 myself. One specific poster this post made me think of was of a basketball hoop. I'd like to share.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R9QqbUgm_hI/AAAAAAAAAdE/DtcQN0wxA1k/s1600-h/aim+high.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R9QqbUgm_hI/AAAAAAAAAdE/DtcQN0wxA1k/s320/aim+high.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175808520605859346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"More often than not, those who win believe they can."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-6100169286734909869?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/6100169286734909869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=6100169286734909869' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/6100169286734909869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/6100169286734909869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-have-to-believe.html' title='You have to believe'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R9QqbUgm_hI/AAAAAAAAAdE/DtcQN0wxA1k/s72-c/aim+high.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-4491453585567080418</id><published>2008-03-01T08:29:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T08:48:50.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My bucket list</title><content type='html'>So when I wrote my resolutions/goals for the year it got me thinking about my own personal "bucket list". For those of you who haven't seen the recent movie "The Bucket List" or don't know what it is, it's a list of things you'd like to do before you 'kick the bucket'. It took me two months to really think about this and I'm sure there will be more things added as time goes by, but this is the list as of right now. There are some adventurous and athletic things. Some are spiritual. Some monetary/worldly. Some personal. I just thought I'd share some of my thoughts/dreams/aspirations with everyone. Like I've said before, if I put it out there then there is some accountability on myself to achieve these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Seth Price's Bucket List:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write a book and have it published&lt;br /&gt;Take Jess to Tahiti and stay in the bungalows on the water&lt;br /&gt;Parasail&lt;br /&gt;Skydive&lt;br /&gt;Bungee jump&lt;br /&gt;Go to NCAA basketball championship game&lt;br /&gt;Go to Duke/UNC game in Chapel Hill&lt;br /&gt;Sit front row at Laker game&lt;br /&gt;Do a basketball camp with Michael Jordan&lt;br /&gt;Coach a basketball team&lt;br /&gt;Learn to water ski&lt;br /&gt;Learn to wakeboard&lt;br /&gt;Learn to snowboard&lt;br /&gt;Own a cabin in the mountains&lt;br /&gt;Go scuba diving with whales/sharks&lt;br /&gt;Dive an old shipwreck&lt;br /&gt;Go on a live aboard dive trip (stay on a boat for a week and scuba dive 5 times/day)&lt;br /&gt;Drive a big rig&lt;br /&gt;Build my dream home (big, swimming pool, indoor bball court, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;Fish in Alaska for salmon and halibut&lt;br /&gt;Go deep sea fishing for marlin, sea bass and sharks&lt;br /&gt;Go hunting with dad (elk, deer, moose, whatever)&lt;br /&gt;Do Lotoja (Logan to Jackson Hole bike race)&lt;br /&gt;Do a week long bike ride&lt;br /&gt;Do a triathlon (possibly the Hawaii Ironman someday)&lt;br /&gt;Go on a really long cruise (4 day wasn’t long enough for us)&lt;br /&gt;Go to Boston Red Sox game at Fenway against Yankees&lt;br /&gt;Take Jess to Europe&lt;br /&gt;Take Jess on an annual trip to Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;Learn to fly a plane/helicopter&lt;br /&gt;Drive a racecar on a Nascar racetrack&lt;br /&gt;Ride a bull&lt;br /&gt;Hold a world record in something&lt;br /&gt;Do a week long cattle drive (like in City Slickers)&lt;br /&gt;Do a road trip with the college buddies&lt;br /&gt;Go spear fishing&lt;br /&gt;Compete in the Utah Summer Olympics (maybe the basketball skills competition)&lt;br /&gt;Learn to play the guitar, mandolin and banjo&lt;br /&gt;Relearn how to play the piano decently&lt;br /&gt;Climb Lone Peak in Draper, Utah&lt;br /&gt;Be a student at the University of North Carolina (maybe get a degree?)&lt;br /&gt;Drive a Ferrari, Aston Martin, and Lambourghini&lt;br /&gt;Visit at least 50 LDS temples&lt;br /&gt;Start a charity/foundation&lt;br /&gt;Sell a painting I painted&lt;br /&gt;Last but certainly not least….Raise my kids well&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-4491453585567080418?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/4491453585567080418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=4491453585567080418' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/4491453585567080418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/4491453585567080418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-bucket-list.html' title='My bucket list'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-7286403077237369393</id><published>2008-02-28T17:35:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T17:57:16.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Found on Google....AGAIN!!!</title><content type='html'>So what's up with random words and us on Google? I started seeing a lot of people coming to our site from doing Google searches about Bilibeds. &lt;a href="http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2007/11/bilibed-anyone.html"&gt;I talked about Carter&lt;/a&gt; having to be on one for a while after he was born, but I didn't think there would be people from all over the world looking at the blog. It seems that we come up as the 5th main link from Google for anyone searching "Bilibed". Weird. The last people we had look at our site from a bilibed search were from Cusco, Peru. I'd like to apologize to them right now for the lack of knowledge and abundance of rambling they came across on this site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other popular searches that come up with our blog are "Rob and Big in the carwash" (google search result #14) from our &lt;a href="http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/01/rob-big.html"&gt;Rob &amp; Big&lt;/a&gt; blog. Also, "Need of having snow sneakers" (result #1) from our &lt;a href="http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2007/10/sneakers-spiders-and-snow-oh-my.html"&gt;Sneakers, Spiders and Snow, Oh My!!!&lt;/a&gt; blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-7286403077237369393?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/7286403077237369393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=7286403077237369393' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/7286403077237369393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/7286403077237369393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/02/found-on-googleagain.html' title='Found on Google....AGAIN!!!'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-8567212727812514296</id><published>2008-02-22T13:03:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T13:06:23.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're found on Google!</title><content type='html'>If you Google "Herriman Utah Preschool" guess who comes up as the third highest search result? 'The Price's Right?' blog! Ya, go figure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-8567212727812514296?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/8567212727812514296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=8567212727812514296' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/8567212727812514296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/8567212727812514296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/02/were-found-on-google.html' title='We&apos;re found on Google!'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-2687674245619755440</id><published>2008-02-21T09:17:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:17:46.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal</title><content type='html'>So I've started realizing that my favorite blogs by people are the ones where they just talk about what they want. They talk about the things that interest them the most and things they have passion for. I on the other hand am usually trying to think "what would the family and friends like to see pictures of or hear about?". Not that it's a bad thing, but I sometimes end up finding the blog a chore rather than the release I originally wanted it to be. So from now on I'm going to write about the things that I enjoy. The things I think and dream about. The things that I find interesting and bring meaning, smiles, laughter, happiness, joy, purpose and reason to my life. I guess this way my readers will be able to get to know me a little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start out I may as well point out a couple things I may not have written about, but I'm obsessed with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R72wRW5hPII/AAAAAAAAAc0/mGQRqpZIV3Y/s1600-h/fountain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R72wRW5hPII/AAAAAAAAAc0/mGQRqpZIV3Y/s200/fountain.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169481759542295682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chocolate: This isn't some little 'Mmmm, chocolate is good' thing. It's more of a 'Give me the chocolate and nobody gets hurt' sort of thing. Yes, my name is Seth and I'm a Chocoholic. I need it every day. I crave it every day. If I don't get it, sometimes I get grumpy. I'll take whatever I can get. Of course I mostly enjoy the chocolate brownie, cake, cookie, doughnut varieties, but I can't have those all the time or I'd be twice the size I am now. Favorite chocolate: Big Mountain chocolate cake at Black Angus, Mama’s Chocolate Kuau Pie at &lt;a href="http://www.mamasfishhouse.com/"&gt;Mama's Fish House&lt;/a&gt; (Maui), Chocolate Mousse at The Roof Restaurant, Dunford chocolate doughnuts, my mom's chocolate sheet cake and chocolate fountains. It's also helpful to have a lot of cold milk on hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantasy sports: Yes, this is another addiction. I've been able to get some help (prodding from Jess) and have cut back on the number of teams I have over the last two years and I have to say I enjoy it even more. Most people think it's pretty silly, but I see it as a way to keep in touch with all of my close friends that I don't get to see much. Our fantasy basketball league is comprised of some friends that I've had for over 10 years. They live in places like Las Vegas, Oregon, Washington D.C., Utah and even Africa. Yep, Africa (my sis and her husband). I love the competition side of it and getting to talk trash to one another. I love crunching numbers and trying to figure what players will help my team do better. I LOVE the live drafts where you are under pressure to choose players while everyone else from the league is there drafting also. I used to be more addicted. A few years ago over the span of 12 months I had 16 fantasy teams!! 8 basketball, 3 football, 3 baseball, and I'm ashamed to say, but I even did fantasy golf and Nascar. Now I'm down to 2 basketball and 2 football. It may fluctuate a little, but should never get higher than 6 in a year again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may see more of these topics in the future. I'm excited for this to be an outlet for me again rather than looked at as a 'chore' at times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-2687674245619755440?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/2687674245619755440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=2687674245619755440' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/2687674245619755440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/2687674245619755440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/02/personal.html' title='Personal'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R72wRW5hPII/AAAAAAAAAc0/mGQRqpZIV3Y/s72-c/fountain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-6154725868049934102</id><published>2008-02-15T12:03:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:17:47.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carter</title><content type='html'>Just some pics of Carter taken over the past few weeks. He's been sick off and on and we're happy to say he's doing better and smiling, laughing and cooing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R7XiTW5hPCI/AAAAAAAAAcE/pWEpSrOEtgo/s1600-h/CIMG2540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R7XiTW5hPCI/AAAAAAAAAcE/pWEpSrOEtgo/s400/CIMG2540.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167284969669737506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hopefully Jess doesn't get mad for me putting this pic up of her. She usually doesn't like her pics. I just wanted to show how Carter was clinging onto her pj's. He wasn't feeling good and it reminded me of a baby monkey holding onto it's mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R7Xnb25hPDI/AAAAAAAAAcM/JskeVIuoJzM/s1600-h/CIMG2541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R7Xnb25hPDI/AAAAAAAAAcM/JskeVIuoJzM/s400/CIMG2541.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167290613256764466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carter is getting a lot better at laying on his stomach and holding his head up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R7X52m5hPGI/AAAAAAAAAck/rabzWZxnvu8/s1600-h/CIMG2527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R7X52m5hPGI/AAAAAAAAAck/rabzWZxnvu8/s400/CIMG2527.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167310864027565154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carter got this new seat that allows him to sit up by himself and strengthen his neck muscles. He loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R7X3_W5hPFI/AAAAAAAAAcc/Jj348T3W62Y/s1600-h/CIMG2569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R7X3_W5hPFI/AAAAAAAAAcc/Jj348T3W62Y/s400/CIMG2569.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167308815328164946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-6154725868049934102?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/6154725868049934102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=6154725868049934102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/6154725868049934102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/6154725868049934102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/02/carter.html' title='Carter'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R7XiTW5hPCI/AAAAAAAAAcE/pWEpSrOEtgo/s72-c/CIMG2540.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-3988488952524726330</id><published>2008-02-15T11:45:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:17:47.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepover!</title><content type='html'>So Jess' brother Mike got taken away by his wife for the weekend on his birthday and we watched our niece, Hallie, for the weekend. It was a lot of fun and the kids always have a great time with her. She's so easy to watch and super cute. Thanks for sleeping over Hallie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R7Xfc25hPBI/AAAAAAAAAb8/tWZDwkKj4AU/s1600-h/CIMG2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R7Xfc25hPBI/AAAAAAAAAb8/tWZDwkKj4AU/s400/CIMG2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167281834343611410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R7XfGW5hPAI/AAAAAAAAAb0/AsWXLuTKg40/s1600-h/CIMG2538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R7XfGW5hPAI/AAAAAAAAAb0/AsWXLuTKg40/s400/CIMG2538.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167281447796554754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-3988488952524726330?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/3988488952524726330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=3988488952524726330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/3988488952524726330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/3988488952524726330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/02/sleepover.html' title='Sleepover!'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R7Xfc25hPBI/AAAAAAAAAb8/tWZDwkKj4AU/s72-c/CIMG2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-6073721058503508865</id><published>2008-02-15T11:26:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:17:48.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch up</title><content type='html'>Yep, I've fallen behind again. Waaaay behind. Jess works at the salon on Fridays and her sister usually watches the kids, but called in with the flu. So it's SUPER DAD to the rescue! Well, not that super since right now the kids are still in their jammies, watching cartoons at 11:30am and I'm catching up on the blog. Oh well, we'll have fun this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I wanted to catch up on the snowstorms we've been having. Holy whiteouts Batman! It's been crazy. It seems like one storm finishes and a few days later you feel the wind picking up again bringing in another. Sometimes there's a ton of snow, others it's just really wet and icy and others it's just a light dusting, but it's still snow. I'm done with it. The last few days have been sunny and I feel like running around outside without my shirt on, but I don't want to scare the neighbors or have them call the loony bin on me. So for now I'll save my neighbors eyes and resist the temptation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to share a few pics from the last big storm we got. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R7Xb7m5hO8I/AAAAAAAAAbU/k0dyXvEw-yg/s1600-h/CIMG2508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R7Xb7m5hO8I/AAAAAAAAAbU/k0dyXvEw-yg/s400/CIMG2508.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167277964578077634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Got snow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R7XcG25hO9I/AAAAAAAAAbc/nmmqNCpL0hw/s1600-h/CIMG2511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R7XcG25hO9I/AAAAAAAAAbc/nmmqNCpL0hw/s400/CIMG2511.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167278157851605970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I literally had to plow my way into the garage coming home from work. The tires were spinning and it came up onto the hood because there was a drift in the middle of the driveway 2 and a half feet high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R7Xcbm5hO-I/AAAAAAAAAbk/XXoBSZA0YmE/s1600-h/CIMG2514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R7Xcbm5hO-I/AAAAAAAAAbk/XXoBSZA0YmE/s400/CIMG2514.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167278514333891554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mid-thigh and I wasn't even all the way down to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R7Xc6W5hO_I/AAAAAAAAAbs/FoiZ6zofZjE/s1600-h/CIMG2523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R7Xc6W5hO_I/AAAAAAAAAbs/FoiZ6zofZjE/s400/CIMG2523.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167279042614868978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was a few days later. The pile behind the kids was actually 5 foot tall the day of the storm. They loved having a huge hill of snow and Austin kept calling it his 'castle'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-6073721058503508865?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/6073721058503508865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=6073721058503508865' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/6073721058503508865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/6073721058503508865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/02/catch-up.html' title='Catch up'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R7Xb7m5hO8I/AAAAAAAAAbU/k0dyXvEw-yg/s72-c/CIMG2508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-997816332735350007</id><published>2008-02-14T16:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T16:34:42.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>V-Day!!</title><content type='html'>I LOVE VALENTINE'S DAY!!!! Yep, it's my next favorite holiday behind Christmas. It always has been. Not sure why, but it is. I'm a pretty sentimental guy and I love giving gifts of love (otherwise Thanksgiving would be my second favorite with all the food and football). I love the surprises. I love seeing everyone else doing something special for their significant others. I love that it's exactly 6 months from when Jess and I were married so that we get to celebrate together every 6 months. It's kind of like an extra anniversary. I look back to a year ago from right now and a lot has happened. It's crazy how much your life can change in the course of a year. I just wanted to send out my love to all my family and friends and thank them for a great year. Happy Valentine's Day and Happy Anniversary! (c;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-997816332735350007?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/997816332735350007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=997816332735350007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/997816332735350007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/997816332735350007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/02/v-day.html' title='V-Day!!'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-3797095394655747443</id><published>2008-02-05T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T09:00:05.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmmm.....</title><content type='html'>I'm super confused right now with why some people can see my posts and some can't. I'm wondering if it has to do with what operating system each person is using because I don't know why else it's happening. I can see it just fine whenever I go there. Some people say they haven't been able to see them for a pretty long time. Some people said it's been since I changed my template from Christmas. I may have deleted something I wasn't supposed to in the code while switching templates. I'm doing some tests so if my page continues to change, please be patient. I hate that it's not showing the posts like it's supposed to. ANNOYING!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-3797095394655747443?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/3797095394655747443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=3797095394655747443' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/3797095394655747443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/3797095394655747443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/02/hmmmm.html' title='Hmmmm.....'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-6045108058318379322</id><published>2008-02-04T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:17:48.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fixed?</title><content type='html'>So some people could see the posts and some couldn't. I switched the background to see if it helps at all. I just grabbed something real quick from pyzam, but it works. I've had Hawaii on my mind a lot lately and this is Hanama Bay on Oahu where we went snorkeling for hours last April. It was a great day full of getting our tans on, swimming with a sea turtle and chasing a huge parrot fish. Good times were had by all. So my blogging buddies, please let me know if this has fixed the posting problem. I hope so. I'm sure it was annoying having to go around and clicking on links in the archive just to read my latest post. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R6ex2m62SvI/AAAAAAAAAbM/_nVluzPxO8I/s1600-h/CIMG1033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R6ex2m62SvI/AAAAAAAAAbM/_nVluzPxO8I/s400/CIMG1033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163291049521990386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-6045108058318379322?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/6045108058318379322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=6045108058318379322' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/6045108058318379322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/6045108058318379322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/02/fixed.html' title='Fixed?'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R6ex2m62SvI/AAAAAAAAAbM/_nVluzPxO8I/s72-c/CIMG1033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-9212918630232149761</id><published>2008-02-03T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T22:57:11.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing blogs?</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I had a friend tell me that she couldn't see my blog posts. I think she had to click on the title of the post to actually read the post itself. Is anyone else having this same problem? The reason I ask is because on my computer everything looks fine and dandy, but we were at my in-laws tonight and on their laptop, all the blogs are missing! What in the world? It would be so boring to visit my blog if that's how everyone else sees it! What a pain in the rear too if you have to click on the title of the blog each time just to read it instead of having it right there and ready for you when you got to the blog. It kind of irks me and I'm hoping there is a way to fix it. I was trying to figure out if maybe it was only certain PC's that couldn't see the posts. Anyway, please let me know if you have to go clicking around the page just to see any new posts or if you can actually see the posts and pics when you get to the page. Thanks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. - YAY GIANTS!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-9212918630232149761?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/9212918630232149761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=9212918630232149761' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/9212918630232149761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/9212918630232149761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/02/missing-blogs.html' title='Missing blogs?'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-929980039574127854</id><published>2008-02-01T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:17:49.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy again</title><content type='html'>Carter has been a bit under the weather for a little over a week. The whole family, well, except Austin, got this horrible cold and we kept passing it on to each other. Carter would get a lot of phlegm, start coughing, then choke and throw up. I know, not a pretty picture. It was so sad. The few weeks before he had been gaining about a pound a week and had passed the 16 lb. mark at just over 2 months, but then he lost 1.5 lbs. from being sick. He's still not back to 16 lbs. but he's at least gaining again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's great to see him happy and smiling again rather than be a zombie. He's also trying to talk up a storm. I want to catch it on video and put it on here so we'll see if that happens soon. I just can't help but wonder what he's trying to say. He gets pretty animated and excited, but only if you talk back to him. Here are a couple pics of him being his happy self again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R6OXWW62SuI/AAAAAAAAAbE/4SkNrD2W62M/s1600-h/CIMG2507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R6OXWW62SuI/AAAAAAAAAbE/4SkNrD2W62M/s320/CIMG2507.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162136008262044386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R6OXHG62StI/AAAAAAAAAa8/GoxkNJGhuXw/s1600-h/CIMG2506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R6OXHG62StI/AAAAAAAAAa8/GoxkNJGhuXw/s320/CIMG2506.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162135746269039314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-929980039574127854?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/929980039574127854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=929980039574127854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/929980039574127854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/929980039574127854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-again.html' title='Happy again'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R6OXWW62SuI/AAAAAAAAAbE/4SkNrD2W62M/s72-c/CIMG2507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-5381877207870902108</id><published>2008-02-01T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T13:48:46.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolution update</title><content type='html'>Seeing as an entire month of 2008 has flown by, I thought I'd give a quick update on some of my resolutions/goal for the year. Mainly too keep myself in check, but also because some people who read them are wondering how they are going and also don't think I can do it. I won't go through the whole list because it was pretty long. I'll just hit a few of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I'm almost done with my first book, The Little Book of Value Investing. I didn't finish in Jan. but it's close enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Been reading some of the Book of Mormon almost every day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Got better from being sick and started playing basketball 2-3 times/wk again. Run extra hard to get ready for the 5K. Running outside isn't going to happen right now. Me breathing really hard and cold air don't mix well. Good news is that Jess has decided to do it with me so we'll motivate each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Haven't worked too much on the push-ups and need to start. I hurt my shoulder, but it's better now so no excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Don't have a pull-up bar yet, but will get one soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I've definitely been more assertive so far. Haven't waited around or procrastinated too much. Makes for a much busier life though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I feel like I've been a better husband. Been more helpful, surprise treats, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Also feel like I've been a better father. Usually I don't like taking the kids to the store, but I'll offer to take one each time I go and they love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I've lost a little body fat so far, but more surprisingly is I've lost 6 pounds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• The website is coming along, slowly but surely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now. We'll see what this month brings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-5381877207870902108?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/5381877207870902108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=5381877207870902108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/5381877207870902108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/5381877207870902108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/02/resolution-update.html' title='Resolution update'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-7337253708307401565</id><published>2008-01-30T07:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:17:49.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Significant other tag</title><content type='html'>My friend, Kristi, tagged me to disclose info about my significant other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R6Ca3262SsI/AAAAAAAAAaw/zKgt9bYB5Rg/s1600-h/DSCN1287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R6Ca3262SsI/AAAAAAAAAaw/zKgt9bYB5Rg/s320/DSCN1287.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161295457392413378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name: Jessica J. Price&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long have you been married?: 8 years, 5 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long did you date?: almost 1 year (from beginning to wedding, but we did a ton together for a whole year before that since we dated each others roommates)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old is she: 28 1/2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who eats more? I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said "I love you" first? Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is taller? Me (I'm 6' and she's 5'6")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who sings better? Her definitely. Sings at church, recitals, in H.S., in Europe. I've only sung in the shower, but I'm not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is smarter? Me with Sports and a couple other things - Her with the other 95%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose temper is worse? mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who does the laundry? We both do it, but I tend to help fold more than wash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who does the dishes? Neither of us. JK, we both do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? Whichever side we're both on is obviously the RIGHT side. LOL!!! jk. I'm on the right, she's on the left closer to the door. She protects me from the boogie man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who pays the bills? She does. Has a real head for numbers and money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who mows the lawn? I do. Sometimes Austin helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who cooks dinner? Jess about 90% of the time. Okay, 95%, but I do most of the breakfasts and lunches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who drives when you are together? Me. Jess has driven a few times when I was really sick or tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is more stubborn? I'd say her. Not sure if she'd agree. She's too stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the first to admit when they are wrong? Probably me. She's hardly ever wrong. It's true. Drives me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose parents do you see the most? No question, hers. Mine live too far away and we see hers several times a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who proposed? I did. Took her up on the side of the mountain in Logan, gave her a book I made called "151 Reasons Why I Love Jessica Robinson" filled with reasons, pics and momentos from the past year and a half. She read each reason and reason #1 was "For accepting these flowers filled with my love". I gave her individual fake tulips filled with X &amp; O confetti. The last one had a plastic ring in it because we always joked that I had no money to buy her a real ring. Then I gave her a real rose and as she was trying to look inside it I pulled the ring off my pinky and got down on my knee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who has more friends? I'd probably say me. Not that she doesn't have any, but I usually keep in touch better and play ball with a lot of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who has more siblings? She does. 2 brothers and 3 sisters. I've got 2 younger sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wears the pants in the family? I'd like to say me, but probably her. Doesn't bother me. She's right 95% of the time, remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now tag Kristie, Becca, Tyler, Natalie, Raina, Cindy and Megan. (And whoever else wants to do it)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-7337253708307401565?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/7337253708307401565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=7337253708307401565' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/7337253708307401565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/7337253708307401565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/01/significant-other-tag.html' title='Significant other tag'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R6Ca3262SsI/AAAAAAAAAaw/zKgt9bYB5Rg/s72-c/DSCN1287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-8784632627914977582</id><published>2008-01-27T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:17:49.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Thank Thee Oh God For A Prophet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R51wCm62SrI/AAAAAAAAAao/LS-SZ2Oq3aQ/s1600-h/gordon_b_hinckley_md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R51wCm62SrI/AAAAAAAAAao/LS-SZ2Oq3aQ/s320/gordon_b_hinckley_md.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160403938145880754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just given some horrible news. About 4 hours ago our beloved Prophet and President of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints past away due to complications with old age. He was 97 years old. He was an amazing man. He not only was a great president of the church, but a great man in general. You always felt at peace when you heard him speak and he always had some great counsel. I don't have much time right now, but I just wanted to do a post real quick to let family and friends know that may not get the news for a while. Here is a link I found real quick. Haven't even read it yet. &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080128/ap_on_re_us/obit_hinckley"&gt;http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080128/ap_on_re_us/obit_hinckley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-8784632627914977582?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/8784632627914977582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=8784632627914977582' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/8784632627914977582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/8784632627914977582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/01/we-thank-thee-oh-god-for-prophet.html' title='We Thank Thee Oh God For A Prophet'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R51wCm62SrI/AAAAAAAAAao/LS-SZ2Oq3aQ/s72-c/gordon_b_hinckley_md.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-4360307542593105851</id><published>2008-01-25T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:17:50.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Boston Three Party</title><content type='html'>(The title of this blog is in reference to an ESPN commercial about the Boston Celtics three All-Stars this season, Kevin Garnett, Paul Pierce and Ray Allen.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Jess is an amazing wife. She knows my love for basketball and has had many surprises and made many sacrifices over the years to make me happy with a basketball game. It's not like it's a huge sacrifice because she enjoys the games a lot too and screams and yells. It's pretty hot. It's still a sacrifice though. Especially the first time she did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First example is when we were about to go out on Valentine's Day for dinner and her parent's happened to say in passing that nobody was using their season tickets for the game that night. Well, that night the Jazz were playing the Washington Wizards. Not such a big deal except that this was when Michael Jordan was playing for them! Jess looked at me and said "Do you want to go?". I obviously did, but I wasn't going to ruin our V-Day dinner for it. Without hesitation she said, "We'll take the tickets and go out another night for dinner". What a woman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second time was last year when Jess had a client offer to bring in his season tickets which were on the front row and let her pick a game. She told me that the day she wasn't at work was the day he came in and so she missed out. Well, on Christmas day she surprised me with two front row tickets to the Jazz/Lakers game (I'm a big Laker fan). She really did miss the guy that day, but he came back in to let her pick and she didn't tell me. We sat on the front row right behind the Lakers. We were on Sportscenter that night and I even got a high five from Kobe Bryant. Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third time was this Christmas when the same client brought in his tickets and Jess knew how much I wanted to see the Celtics this year with their 3 All-Stars. She quickly grabbed those tickets and we went to the game a few weeks ago. We were on the 15th row and it was awesome. It was a great game too. The Jazz just about pulled off the victory against arguably the best team in the NBA this season. So thank you Jess for all the wonderful basketball games over the years (and I hope there are many more) (c:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5oe7G62SoI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/RKOA0jdDm6Q/s1600-h/CIMG2428_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5oe7G62SoI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/RKOA0jdDm6Q/s400/CIMG2428_1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159470323924880002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two of the best power forwards in the game today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5ogKW62SpI/AAAAAAAAAaY/yMntSUCNMgg/s1600-h/CIMG2426_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5ogKW62SpI/AAAAAAAAAaY/yMntSUCNMgg/s400/CIMG2426_1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159471685429512850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;KG warming up with Ray Allen in the bottom left corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5okfG62SqI/AAAAAAAAAag/knh8C9cKAnU/s1600-h/CIMG2416_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5okfG62SqI/AAAAAAAAAag/knh8C9cKAnU/s320/CIMG2416_1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159476439958309538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;KG warming up again and for the guys from Ricks College, recognize the guy in the blue Jazz shirt to the back left of KG? It's Jeff Hertzler from Ensign Hall. I've seen him there before and talked with him. He works with the TV station or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-4360307542593105851?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/4360307542593105851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=4360307542593105851' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/4360307542593105851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/4360307542593105851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/01/boston-three-party.html' title='The Boston Three Party'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5oe7G62SoI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/RKOA0jdDm6Q/s72-c/CIMG2428_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-2633760315124459291</id><published>2008-01-25T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:17:51.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's something in the air...</title><content type='html'>I forgot to write about something that happened on Carter's blessing day. I was in the kitchen doing something that morning and thought I saw something fly by the window in front of the sink. It was out of the corner of my eye, but I figured it was a bird. Then I thought 'That's weird. Most birds migrate and it's snowing like crazy outside'. So I didn't think much more of it until 20 seconds later I walked over to the table and saw this.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5oWgW62SlI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/1lBi4vYlOYM/s1600-h/CIMG2456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5oWgW62SlI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/1lBi4vYlOYM/s320/CIMG2456.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159461068270357074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A HAWK ON OUR PATIO CHAIR EATING ANOTHER BIRD! It was actually an American Kestrel (I looked it up) and it was awesome. It sat there for about 2 minutes pulling off feathers and eating. I was able to take a few pictures, but none of them were too great. I didn't want to scare it away, but then the kids got excited and ran up to the door and it took off with the little bird leaving behind a ton of feathers and some blood on our chair. The kids thought it was pretty cool. Austin kept saying 'Look dad, BLOOD!'. It was an exciting beginning to an exciting day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5oX8262SmI/AAAAAAAAAaA/a1m7KNONheo/s1600-h/CIMG2455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5oX8262SmI/AAAAAAAAAaA/a1m7KNONheo/s320/CIMG2455.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159462657408256610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5oYF262SnI/AAAAAAAAAaI/EApD8UyXHCA/s1600-h/CIMG2458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5oYF262SnI/AAAAAAAAAaI/EApD8UyXHCA/s400/CIMG2458.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159462812027079282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-2633760315124459291?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/2633760315124459291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=2633760315124459291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/2633760315124459291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/2633760315124459291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/01/theres-something-in-air.html' title='There&apos;s something in the air...'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5oWgW62SlI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/1lBi4vYlOYM/s72-c/CIMG2456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-1852893882873674107</id><published>2008-01-25T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:17:52.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>As you may have already seen, my parent's were able to fly our for Carter's blessing after Christmas. I just wanted to include a couple more pics from them being here. Also we were able to go up to Lewiston, Utah to see Great Grandma and Grandpa Rigby. They couldn't make it to the blessing because of grandpa's chemo keeping him down so we decided to make the trek up. We always love going up there to spend time with them and should do it more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5oREG62ShI/AAAAAAAAAZY/PRi4iRMVDYo/s1600-h/CIMG2408_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5oREG62ShI/AAAAAAAAAZY/PRi4iRMVDYo/s320/CIMG2408_1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159455085380913682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom couldn't get enough of this while she was here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5oR_W62SiI/AAAAAAAAAZg/7ah14b7oDKA/s1600-h/CIMG2500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5oR_W62SiI/AAAAAAAAAZg/7ah14b7oDKA/s320/CIMG2500.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159456103288162850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Neither could dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5oSOW62SjI/AAAAAAAAAZo/HnRHBcbZZBk/s1600-h/CIMG2443_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5oSOW62SjI/AAAAAAAAAZo/HnRHBcbZZBk/s320/CIMG2443_1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159456360986200626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We always love going up to the attic and seeing grandpa great's train set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5oTAW62SkI/AAAAAAAAAZw/JyIvcjAtPVM/s1600-h/CIMG2450_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5oTAW62SkI/AAAAAAAAAZw/JyIvcjAtPVM/s320/CIMG2450_1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159457219979659842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids always love going to Grandma and Grandpa Rigby's, even if grandpa great won't smile for pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-1852893882873674107?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/1852893882873674107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=1852893882873674107' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/1852893882873674107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/1852893882873674107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/01/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5oREG62ShI/AAAAAAAAAZY/PRi4iRMVDYo/s72-c/CIMG2408_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-5110994468732541551</id><published>2008-01-23T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T14:15:07.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments</title><content type='html'>I just wanted my friends and family to know that even though you may not be a member of blogger, you can still leave me comments. Just click on the comments link at the bottom of any blog and you can leave me a message. I'd love to hear from all of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-5110994468732541551?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/5110994468732541551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=5110994468732541551' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/5110994468732541551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/5110994468732541551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/01/comments.html' title='Comments'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-747885310194004196</id><published>2008-01-23T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:17:54.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carter's blessing day</title><content type='html'>Carter was blessed during church on Jan. 6th. We were so happy that so much of our family could be there. My parents were even able to fly out and spend some time with us beforehand and then had to leave the day after the blessing. Carter was great and happy almost the entire day. He's just a good kid. He let's you know when he's hungry or tired and the rest of the time he's pretty content. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great day. I had meetings in the morning and wasn't able to come home before the rest of the family came to church, but everyone came on time and the blessing went great. Afterwards we all came back to our house for some pictures and a luncheon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5d2AW62SbI/AAAAAAAAAYo/KATY540jICA/s1600-h/CIMG2454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5d2AW62SbI/AAAAAAAAAYo/KATY540jICA/s320/CIMG2454.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158721646700677554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carter before waking up on his big day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5d3Dm62ScI/AAAAAAAAAYw/dy2AyWx_HiI/s1600-h/CIMG2462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5d3Dm62ScI/AAAAAAAAAYw/dy2AyWx_HiI/s320/CIMG2462.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158722802046880194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All ready in his blessing outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5d-zG62SdI/AAAAAAAAAY4/taCevOkRtCw/s1600-h/CIMG2466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5d-zG62SdI/AAAAAAAAAY4/taCevOkRtCw/s320/CIMG2466.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158731314672060882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our happy little family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5d_R262SeI/AAAAAAAAAZA/x1Xcg_MAntA/s1600-h/CIMG2474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5d_R262SeI/AAAAAAAAAZA/x1Xcg_MAntA/s320/CIMG2474.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158731842953038306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our happy BIG family.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back row (L-R): Amanda &amp; Mike Swain (Jess' sis and husband), Allie (Jess' sis), Mark &amp; Kim Robinson (Jess' parents), Janet &amp; Doug Price (my parents), Jon &amp; Nate Marrott (our bro-in-law and nephew-Jess' side). &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front row (L-R): Mike, Hallie &amp; Jenny Robinson (Jess' bro and family), Us, Carrie, Madison &amp; Riley Marrott (Jess' sis and girls).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5eDgW62SfI/AAAAAAAAAZI/BVQyemPLQf8/s1600-h/CIMG2488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5eDgW62SfI/AAAAAAAAAZI/BVQyemPLQf8/s320/CIMG2488.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158736490107652594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My boy, Jon West. Thanks for coming man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5eD-G62SgI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/c6-R1aO_HsU/s1600-h/CIMG2487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5eD-G62SgI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/c6-R1aO_HsU/s320/CIMG2487.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158737001208760834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a really long day, but Carter was a trooper and still smiling at the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-747885310194004196?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/747885310194004196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=747885310194004196' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/747885310194004196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/747885310194004196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/01/carters-blessing-day.html' title='Carter&apos;s blessing day'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5d2AW62SbI/AAAAAAAAAYo/KATY540jICA/s72-c/CIMG2454.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-2338479411961089915</id><published>2008-01-18T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:17:54.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surgery day</title><content type='html'>Well, we've been anxiously awaiting this day and a little scared of it. My dad was diagnosed with prostate cancer this fall and had surgery today to hopefully remove all of it. My mom just called and said he is in recovery and everything went well. We hope you are doing great dad and recover quickly. We can't wait to see you again. Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5DswLTf-II/AAAAAAAAAYg/A52Leq9N5kE/s1600-h/pic_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5DswLTf-II/AAAAAAAAAYg/A52Leq9N5kE/s320/pic_9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156881885751670914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-2338479411961089915?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/2338479411961089915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=2338479411961089915' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/2338479411961089915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/2338479411961089915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/01/surgery-day.html' title='Surgery day'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R5DswLTf-II/AAAAAAAAAYg/A52Leq9N5kE/s72-c/pic_9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-5613996808519248151</id><published>2008-01-17T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T14:33:53.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 Resolutions/Goals</title><content type='html'>Warning: before reading this blog you may want to take a seat. Well, that only goes for those of you who stand at your computers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a little secret I'm about to share with a lot of you that you have never known about me. Partly because it's only started happening the last 4 or 5 years and I don't usually share it with too many people. I'm a goal/resolution junky. I'm not just a junky, I'm an addict. I'm anal about it too. I'll break each one down into mini goals that help me to reach the main goal. I won't include all of that, but I will include what I think the main step for me is to achieve that goal. I don't share it with many people because when I have in the past most of them asked me why I would set myself up for so much failure. That usually bugs me and pushes me even harder to achieve my goals. So if any of you want to help me out, just post a comment telling me that there is no way I'll achieve all of my goals for 2008. This will also give me some accountability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you will soon see, I go a little overboard with goals. Sometimes there are just a lot and other times they are just a bit far fetched. This is what I like though. If they were easy then they wouldn't really be goals. It would be more of a to-do list. Goals are meant to push you and I like pushing myself and seeing my growth over a year. I set a lot of high goals for myself last year and some I achieved and others I didn't, but even with the ones I didn't reach I did better than if I had never set the goal in the first place. Does that make sense? For example: I made it a goal to lose 15 lbs. and get to 15% body fat. Well, I lost the 15 lbs. and it was hard to measure the body fat with our scale (which I don't know how accurate it is), but I lost around 4-5% body fat. Now if I had never set that goal I wouldn't have even tried. Some other goals I set last year that I was able to achieve were:&lt;br /&gt;• Read 12 books&lt;br /&gt;• Read the Book of Mormon&lt;br /&gt;• Get Jess pregnant&lt;br /&gt;• Don't be so self conscious&lt;br /&gt;• Play less fantasy sports&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definitely didn't reach all of my goals, but most of them I at least got half way. That's why I don't see it as a disappointment. As one of my old mission companions once said "It's better to shoot for the stars and land on the moon than shoot for the moon and land in a pile of crap". In other words, shoot high and either hit it or land in the middle OR shoot low and don't achieve anything. So here are my goals/resolutions for 2008.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Read a book each month&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(below are some that are on my list for this year already)&lt;br /&gt; The Twilight Series (Stefenie Meyer)&lt;br /&gt;  Twilight&lt;br /&gt;  New Moon&lt;br /&gt;  Eclipse&lt;br /&gt;  (4th book comes out this fall)&lt;br /&gt; Think Big and Kick A** (Donald Trump)&lt;br /&gt; Faith of our Fathers Vol. 1 (Nancy Campbell Allen)&lt;br /&gt; Chesapeake (James A. Michener)&lt;br /&gt; Wooden on Leadership (John Wooden)&lt;br /&gt; Some sort of book about Stonewall Jackson since I’m related&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Read The Book of Mormon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Use &lt;a href="http://www.readthescriptures.com"&gt;Readthecriptures.com&lt;/a&gt; to send me an email every morning with my reading for the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Run 5K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Continue playing bball twice a week and start running in the spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;50 push-ups in a row&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Start out doing 50 push-ups/3 days a week (not consecutive). Then 75. Then 100.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;20 pull-ups in a row&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Get pull-up bar and do it opposite days of push-ups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Take Jess out at least once a month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Pick a night at the beginning of each month and stick to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Be a better husband (dates, surprises, helping)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Remember what it was like in college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Be a better father (read, play, play dates)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Remember all the things I wanted to do with the kids before ‘getting too busy’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Learn a song on the piano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Pick a song and practice some each week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Be more assertive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Just do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Don’t procrastinate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Act immediately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Close a commercial real estate deal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Make calls and network&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lose 5% body fat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Check starting body fat%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Eat better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Exercise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Do sprint triathlon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Find out the distances and start training for each event&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Start drawing again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Draw the picture for my grandpa that he’s always wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Build/design a website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Start with making new website for &lt;a href="http://www.robinson-brothers.com/"&gt;robinson-brothers.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Take the family camping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Get sleeping bags and go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Read more to the kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Make time and do it at least twice a week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Be more clean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Don’t be as messy in the first place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Be able to grab the basketball rim again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Add more jumping routines and leg exercises into my workouts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Learn to waterski/wakeboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Go out on the boat more this summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Go snowskiing again with Jess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Go before the snow melts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Take the family fishing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Maybe combine with camping or a Lake Powell trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Get Austin fully potty trained&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;We’re working on it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jess pregnant?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;We’ll see (I think this is more her goal, but not until Dec.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there you have it. I'm sure a lot of my friends are asking who the heck this is and what did I do with their friend Seth. Yep, if only I had been this way in college. If anyone has any suggestions for books (or any of my goals) I'd love to hear them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-5613996808519248151?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/5613996808519248151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=5613996808519248151' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/5613996808519248151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/5613996808519248151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008-resolutionsgoals.html' title='2008 Resolutions/Goals'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-9054042729000282894</id><published>2008-01-17T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:17:54.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad</title><content type='html'>I'm so sad right now. I went to watch the Rob &amp; Big video clip that I posted on Jan. 9th and it is no longer available. I did a quick search of the internet to find another link, but the only one that I found was of someone videotaping their television and the sound and quality is horrible. I'm so sad. Wait!! I still have it Tivo'd!! Yahoo!!!!! Okay, I gotta go watch it right now. I wish those of you that didn't get a chance to see it could have. I loved it. Hey! Maybe I'll go get our video camera and videotape our television! I'm such a genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4-AQrTf-HI/AAAAAAAAAYY/OaZjJboEMPA/s1600-h/0000040287_20070530173901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4-AQrTf-HI/AAAAAAAAAYY/OaZjJboEMPA/s320/0000040287_20070530173901.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156481122353281138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-9054042729000282894?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/9054042729000282894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=9054042729000282894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/9054042729000282894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/9054042729000282894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/01/sad.html' title='Sad'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4-AQrTf-HI/AAAAAAAAAYY/OaZjJboEMPA/s72-c/0000040287_20070530173901.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-8390417558719180824</id><published>2008-01-16T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:17:57.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas!!!</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm finally getting to the Christmas blog. It's only about 3 weeks late, but better late than never. Let's get straight to the pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R45PF7Tf98I/AAAAAAAAAW8/vHrtWfrfLpk/s1600-h/CIMG2280_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R45PF7Tf98I/AAAAAAAAAW8/vHrtWfrfLpk/s320/CIMG2280_1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156145586623215554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I swear this age has been the hardest to get decent pics of Kaylee and Austin. I'm not kidding. We seriously took about 20 of these and this was the best one. Austin has this thing of doing a fake smile and also turning his eyes away from the camera. Oh well, they're still cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R45QX7Tf99I/AAAAAAAAAXE/VYpPKJMLN_o/s1600-h/CIMG2304_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R45QX7Tf99I/AAAAAAAAAXE/VYpPKJMLN_o/s320/CIMG2304_1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156146995372488658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They finally did better after adding the baby into the picture. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R45QibTf9-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/YBEBzZgAgp8/s1600-h/CIMG2289_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R45QibTf9-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/YBEBzZgAgp8/s320/CIMG2289_1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156147175761115106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Had to add this one. Carter was just sitting on the couch, ready for church and smiling away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R45QwrTf9_I/AAAAAAAAAXU/QXgzZLqLR4Q/s1600-h/CIMG2356_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R45QwrTf9_I/AAAAAAAAAXU/QXgzZLqLR4Q/s320/CIMG2356_1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156147420574250994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is at Jess' parent's house on Christmas Eve. We open all our gifts from each other and Kaylee got an American Girl doll along with her cousins. She didn't really know what it was besides a regular doll, but she loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R45Tt7Tf-AI/AAAAAAAAAXc/sPq8liYaL7Y/s1600-h/CIMG2349_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R45Tt7Tf-AI/AAAAAAAAAXc/sPq8liYaL7Y/s320/CIMG2349_1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156150671864494082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Austin's main gift was a chair from Pottery Barn that has a Batman logo on the bag. I thought this face was priceless. He was SOOO excited and had been asking for this for weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R45Ue7Tf-BI/AAAAAAAAAXk/6As8lZFFQE0/s1600-h/CIMG2362_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R45Ue7Tf-BI/AAAAAAAAAXk/6As8lZFFQE0/s320/CIMG2362_1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156151513678084114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The calm before the storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R45VN7Tf-CI/AAAAAAAAAXs/VScU2Q8PBbo/s1600-h/CIMG2383_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R45VN7Tf-CI/AAAAAAAAAXs/VScU2Q8PBbo/s320/CIMG2383_1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156152321131935778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Austin ran straight to his bike and would continue to get on it between each gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R45WNrTf-DI/AAAAAAAAAX0/UTAS65HTvRA/s1600-h/CIMG2398_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R45WNrTf-DI/AAAAAAAAAX0/UTAS65HTvRA/s320/CIMG2398_1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156153416348596274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What little girl doesn't love a kitchen set with tons of food. For some reason it seems like most of our friends got their little girls kitchens and food. The year of the kitchen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R45W_LTf-EI/AAAAAAAAAX8/SszxT9YqC6M/s1600-h/CIMG2373_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R45W_LTf-EI/AAAAAAAAAX8/SszxT9YqC6M/s320/CIMG2373_1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156154266752120898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carter was just happy to be here and we were happy to have him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R45X2LTf-FI/AAAAAAAAAYE/99QF5epmDus/s1600-h/CIMG2394_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R45X2LTf-FI/AAAAAAAAAYE/99QF5epmDus/s320/CIMG2394_1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156155211644926034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just like this pic of Jess and Carter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R45ZL7Tf-GI/AAAAAAAAAYM/1KDsQ6YHUbo/s1600-h/CIMG2404_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R45ZL7Tf-GI/AAAAAAAAAYM/1KDsQ6YHUbo/s320/CIMG2404_1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156156684818708578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was later on Christmas Day. Austin was all ready to go to Jess' parents house for dinner and he wanted to sit in his chair and watch basketball. We came out a few minutes later and this is what we found. So cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-8390417558719180824?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/8390417558719180824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=8390417558719180824' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/8390417558719180824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/8390417558719180824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas.html' title='Christmas!!!'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R45PF7Tf98I/AAAAAAAAAW8/vHrtWfrfLpk/s72-c/CIMG2280_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-5190834027723673610</id><published>2008-01-14T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:17:59.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Austin's (belated) Birthday Blog!!!</title><content type='html'>I guess this is as good a day as any since exactly one month ago was Austin's 3rd birthday. He had a wonderful birthday and was spoiled as always. Grandma and Grandpa Price sent some pj's, toys and a shirt that I personally enjoyed. It said "If you think I'm handsome you should see my daddy". Way to go mom! Grandma and Grandpa Robinson got him a toy chest, clothes and some tools. Don't ask me what we got him because I can't remember. I keep getting it confused with what he got for Christmas. Oh well, the joys of having his birthday 11 days before Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4u-YrTf90I/AAAAAAAAAV8/kg0JAvuq6R0/s1600-h/CIMG2213_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4u-YrTf90I/AAAAAAAAAV8/kg0JAvuq6R0/s320/CIMG2213_1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155423529606313794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went to the store early and got him his favorite breakfast....doughnuts. He definitely takes after his mother. Not that I don't like doughnuts, but I think Jess and Austin would eat them for every meal if they could. I also picked him up a set of cars. There you go, I remembered one thing we gave him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4u-ZbTf91I/AAAAAAAAAWE/mrSYfZEnkMQ/s1600-h/CIMG2218_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4u-ZbTf91I/AAAAAAAAAWE/mrSYfZEnkMQ/s320/CIMG2218_1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155423542491215698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jess always goes all out and makes a special cake for the kids. Austin has been on a superheroes kick and since he was Batman for Halloween she thought this was appropriate. He loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4u-ZrTf92I/AAAAAAAAAWM/3RSCKXO82zw/s1600-h/CIMG2221_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4u-ZrTf92I/AAAAAAAAAWM/3RSCKXO82zw/s320/CIMG2221_1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155423546786183010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Excited much? I'm pretty sure he screamed like a little girl in this pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4vAQbTf93I/AAAAAAAAAWU/NjdSNjNzYRA/s1600-h/CIMG2225_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4vAQbTf93I/AAAAAAAAAWU/NjdSNjNzYRA/s320/CIMG2225_1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155425586895648626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4vAQrTf94I/AAAAAAAAAWc/Zii3602AV5c/s1600-h/CIMG2241_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4vAQrTf94I/AAAAAAAAAWc/Zii3602AV5c/s320/CIMG2241_1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155425591190615938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here he is with his haul of Spiderman stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4vARbTf95I/AAAAAAAAAWk/tl8er2m6N_E/s1600-h/CIMG2245_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4vARbTf95I/AAAAAAAAAWk/tl8er2m6N_E/s320/CIMG2245_1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155425604075517842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;G&amp;G Robinson bringing in the toy box. If you look underneath the toy box you can see Austin is having his eyes covered as they brought it in. He just giggled the whole time because he was so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4vKB7Tf96I/AAAAAAAAAWs/C_imO4TnDoc/s1600-h/CIMG2264_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4vKB7Tf96I/AAAAAAAAAWs/C_imO4TnDoc/s320/CIMG2264_1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155436332903823266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Austin decked out with his new tools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4ven7Tf97I/AAAAAAAAAW0/mwpUDRSdBBc/s1600-h/CIMG2270_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4ven7Tf97I/AAAAAAAAAW0/mwpUDRSdBBc/s320/CIMG2270_1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155458975971407794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-5190834027723673610?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/5190834027723673610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=5190834027723673610' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/5190834027723673610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/5190834027723673610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/01/austins-belated-birthday-blog.html' title='Austin&apos;s (belated) Birthday Blog!!!'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4u-YrTf90I/AAAAAAAAAV8/kg0JAvuq6R0/s72-c/CIMG2213_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-4658121204599874003</id><published>2008-01-11T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:18:00.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby steps</title><content type='html'>No, Carter is not walking yet. Come on people, he's only 11 weeks old! 11 weeks today actually and he's more than doubled his body weight! Yep, he's getting to be a chunk, which reminded me I haven't put any pics of him up for a while. So in my attempt to catch up in our blog I'm taking 'baby steps' and trying to do a bit each day or every other day. This one is just about some random pics we have taken over the last couple of months and the stories behind them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Austin has a habit of waking up in the middle of the night for no reason and doing random things. The night before Carter was born he woke up in the middle of the night and began to turn on the lights in the house. We woke up and asked what he was doing and he said 'I hungry again'. I reminded him it was the middle of the night and to get back in bed which he did very willingly. Well, a few weeks later there was another incident. This time it was when I got up at 5am to go play basketball. I walked out of our room and noticed his door open. I went and peeked inside and saw his bed empty, but all the lights were still off in the house. Hmmmmmm, this was confusing. So I walk into the family room and the picture below is what I saw. Who knows when he got up or how long he had been asleep, but there he was cuddled up on the couch dreaming of Transformers, race cars and treats galore. I thought it was funny and had to take a pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4fV17Tf9uI/AAAAAAAAAVM/AxQXgVEoouM/s1600-h/CIMG2110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4fV17Tf9uI/AAAAAAAAAVM/AxQXgVEoouM/s320/CIMG2110.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154323420978083554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4fW5rTf9vI/AAAAAAAAAVU/U72fjRyZvXk/s1600-h/CIMG2126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4fW5rTf9vI/AAAAAAAAAVU/U72fjRyZvXk/s320/CIMG2126.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154324584914220786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's one of me and the kids that Jess took. It was right before Christmas and the kids picked 'books' to read before bedtime. The 'books' they picked were the toy catalogs from Toys 'R' Us and they proceeded to point out that they wanted about 87% of the magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4fXfbTf9wI/AAAAAAAAAVc/Wz6uLvQ4FuA/s1600-h/CIMG2115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4fXfbTf9wI/AAAAAAAAAVc/Wz6uLvQ4FuA/s320/CIMG2115.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154325233454282498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaylee has really embraced the role of being a second mother to Carter. She loves being able to sit next to him in the back of the car and help when he gets a little fussy. One night he was whining a little before falling asleep and Kaylee grabbed the pacifier to calm him down. Next thing we know all is quiet and she had fallen asleep holding his pacifier in his mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4fYobTf9xI/AAAAAAAAAVk/gPCKtzQ_-9g/s1600-h/CIMG2130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4fYobTf9xI/AAAAAAAAAVk/gPCKtzQ_-9g/s320/CIMG2130.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154326487584732946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaylee has also liked that Jess has started exercising since Carter was born. I walked in one day to see this in our family room. Kaylee was trying her hardest to keep up and it was so dang cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4faA7Tf9yI/AAAAAAAAAVs/rPj4ks7e_3A/s1600-h/CIMG2161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4faA7Tf9yI/AAAAAAAAAVs/rPj4ks7e_3A/s320/CIMG2161.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154328008003155746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jess' sister gave Carter this outfit. I thought it was pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4faubTf9zI/AAAAAAAAAV0/jgVxojDEHq8/s1600-h/CIMG2208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4faubTf9zI/AAAAAAAAAV0/jgVxojDEHq8/s320/CIMG2208.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154328789687203634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The beginning of a lot of smiles. I'll get more up soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2175888815221214693-4658121204599874003?l=pricesright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/feeds/4658121204599874003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2175888815221214693&amp;postID=4658121204599874003' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/4658121204599874003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2175888815221214693/posts/default/4658121204599874003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pricesright.blogspot.com/2008/01/baby-steps.html' title='Baby steps'/><author><name>Seth Price</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994991630547039579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJfr1QsAcac/R4fV17Tf9uI/AAAAAAAAAVM/AxQXgVEoouM/s72-c/CIMG2110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2175888815221214693.post-6568734968136415727</id><published>2008-01-09T18:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T17:55:06.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rob &amp; Big</title><content type='html'>This is why I love the TV show Rob &amp; Big. It made me and the kids start laughing and for a while and I found myself wanting to get into my own car and start dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/budbXlVjeSM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&g
