<?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-5313124384004000244</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:18:13.746-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chronicles of the Colorado Clingmans</title><subtitle type='html'>Brad Noelia Austin Colton &amp;amp; Lauren</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>160</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-704814652323105992</id><published>2009-05-13T21:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:47:38.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Recap of March</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Okay, I can't believe it's already March..... I will just do a recap, and try to add pictures later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well, Austin had his play.  He had 3 performances.  We did have a lot of family come to see Austin. Grandpa Rick, Grandma Gail, Dave, Em, Bilette, Paige, Maddy, Grandma Becky, Grandpa John, Jake, and Emily, and then us.  I Love, to see him doing things on stage, it's so cool.  I wonder what the play in the fall will be?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well with me working, I have had to start all of the weeks, by sending Brad a weekly itinerary.  I tell him all the things that I am doing and all the things he is responsible for.  (these have to be done on a weekly basis, as I can't plan much beyond that.)  So, I had gotten into the habit of calling Brad to remind him of things.  And one day, I didn't.  That will teach me.  Brad and Colton missed going to Uniform distribution Night for Baseball.  So, Colton's Coach picked out his uniform.  Problem with that is his uniform doesn't fit at all!!!!  And there's no way of exchanging it.  So we'll have to get Colton new pants, and his shirt will just be a dress, and I will always go to uniform night myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The kids took another trip up to Winter Park, with Brad.  Brad took the kids up on Saturday.  I got to stay home, and catch up on house work.  I am really behind on laundry, and the house in general.  Why is it that when Brad goes away on long weekends he gets to have fun.  And when I get a weekend to myself, I get to clean the house?  Is it just me or is that just not fair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We did have Uncle Dave come and visit us for the week.  He taught my kids a wonderful new game.  It has to do with making a hand sign, after you "pass gas".  The last person to make the sign, "ate it".  Oh, Dave.  Thanks for that one.  You're the Best Uncle Ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;On the 17th, we had plans to go see the Music Man, at an area High School.  It is one of my kids favorite musicals.  And I really like having my kids experience the difference between movies, and plays.  Well, we misread the school signage.  The play was only at 2:00 for the students on that day.  And the rest of our week is booked.  So we missed the play.  We were really bummed.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well, Brad and I started a new class this month.  In all of our years of parenting, we haven't really taken any classes, since Lamaze.  So, when our church offered up an Parent-Teen Class, we figured, we really should take a class on this subject.  Now, as many of you who know Austin, you know, we don't feel like we have anything to worry about with him.  He's the Best Kid Ever.  But, as he is entering his teen years, we are expecting changes in him.  And we just want to be prepared for what ever comes our way.  I will say, that will a teenager in the house, I just keep thinking back to all the things I did to my parents, and will any of those things come back to haunt me???  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;March 19th, a Spring Band Concert for Austin.  And Austin is becoming very involved in school.  He's in Drama Club, and Student Council, and some Tri M Club.  We're all really busy right now.  We are looking forward to Spring Break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;SPRING BREAK*  Yeah, we did have a nice little trip planned, and I will do a better post on this later, once I download my cameras.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;*BLIZZARD*  Oh Yeah, while we were on vacation, we missed yet another Blizzard.  We were really bummed;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-704814652323105992?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/704814652323105992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=704814652323105992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/704814652323105992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/704814652323105992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/05/recap-of-march.html' title='Recap of March'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-5796087265720784568</id><published>2009-02-01T17:37:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T18:04:10.078-06:00</updated><title type='text'>February</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well this year is flying by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So here is a recap of February&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Our Friend Shelby Celebrated her 6th Birthday.  Lauren got to go to Chuck E Cheese for that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Scarlett came to visit, while Grandma and Grandpa went to the Daytona 500, I have a feeling the boys will be taking a trip together there next year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Being homeroom Mom, I had to plan the Valentine's Party for Lauren's class.  Since, this was a busy week at work, it was a very low key party.  We did make all of our Valentines, but they weren't as creative as in years past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Our Valentines, I had to work, and both Brad and I bought new jackets.  I found a great purple Columbia at Kohls.  And Brad needed a nice wool coat.  It hasn't been super cold or snowy, and I haven't even used my coat yet.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Lauren's teacher has started to let Lauren stay at school all day, one day a week.  So, I have been working on those days all day.  And when she gets home, as soon as she hits the couch, she's fast asleep.  Going to school all day wears her out.... But she has begun to break out of her shyness mode.  She has even started to say "Hi" to kids in the school parking lot as we walk up to school.  One day, she let go of my hand, and walked with a friend up to class!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Brad, Austin, and Lauren had a weekend trip up to Winter Park.  They had a lot of fun, skiing, and sledding, and playing with Gary.... Dave and Em got a new goat, named Gary.  Lauren loves Gary.  Grandma and Grandpa also went up for the weekend.  Colton and I would of loved to of joined them.... But we had baseball tryouts.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So this same weekend, I had to work, so my Dad came up to help watch Colton, and take him to baseball tryouts.  There were 4 tryout sessions, 2 Saturday, and 2 Sunday.  The first one got cancelled, due to the field being wet.  (Once baseball season starts, you can be assured that winter is finally making an appearance.)   So Colton went to one tryout on Saturday, and this was to make the Majors.  So his competion is 10-13 year olds .  Now, as many of you know, Colton won't be 10, until April 20th, so he is one of the younger kids.  I didn't know how all of these tryouts worked.  But on Sunday, we went to the last afternoon tryout.  And he wasn't looking good.  After a few times to the bathroom, he yaked on the field in front of everyone, and didn't finish tryouts.  So, we kinda knew he wouldn't make the Majors this year.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well, Colton had another assesment for his AAA baseball team.  We tried to get him on a team with some other kids that he knew, but this baseball league is kinda political.  And even at tryouts, I saw all the guys / coaches on the field working out who wants what kids.  I just hope he has a good year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Austin was asked to play a small part in the Spring Play at school.  It was for an old movie, called, Sorry Wrong Number.   So we are looking forward to it, and glad that Austin was asked to help out his teacher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Brad had a trip to Florida, can you imagine why????  He had a lot of fun hanging out with his grandparents.  And got in a few rounds of golf in the mean time.  He really was hoping to catch a shuttle launch, but it didn't happen while he was there.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So have any of you ever heard of TWITTER???  Well, Brad is receiving tweets, from NASA.  It really is funny.  He will get updates, for every little thing that has to do with any Space Missions.  He thought it was a good idea, incase there was a launch while he was in FL.  But now, he has to turn off his phone at night, so he doesn't keep getting tweets.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-5796087265720784568?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5796087265720784568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=5796087265720784568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/5796087265720784568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/5796087265720784568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/02/february.html' title='February'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-6995795249288548087</id><published>2009-01-30T17:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T18:03:53.015-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well tonight Lauren had a sleepover,  her friend from school.  And the girls were also in Preschool together.  I can't believe I didn't take any pictures...  But they had lots of fun.  I think they changed jammies 10 times, and it took a while for them to settle down and go to sleep.  She is already planning her next sleepover.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-6995795249288548087?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6995795249288548087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=6995795249288548087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/6995795249288548087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/6995795249288548087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/sleep-over.html' title='Sleep Over'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-6574326136655150551</id><published>2009-01-21T17:26:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:17:38.472-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well, as some of you know I have returned to work this year.  It's been very nice not having to be super busy from January to April.... But now, since Lauren will be in school all day next year, I have to find something to keep myself occupied.  YEAH RIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well I have enjoyed getting back into the swing of things with taxes.  It has been a tough year though.  There are a lot of issues with peoples taxes in this economy.  I have enjoyed seeing some of my old clients, and I do feel good when I help people.  I fear that next year, taxes are going to be more difficult.  Due to the new Stimulus, and plans from the new Administration.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I have had my eyes opened, even early in the tax season.  I have put faces and names to people in our community who have lost their homes, who are going through a rough divorce, and those that are out of work.  That has been a little hard.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I do hope that Brad and the kids will help out during this Tax Season.  It's a little hard, for Lauren, since she doesn't really remember me working.  And she doesn't really understand that Tax season is only until April 15th.  I really appreciate my Dad, and Bilette for helping me get some hours in.  Thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-6574326136655150551?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6574326136655150551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=6574326136655150551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/6574326136655150551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/6574326136655150551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/work.html' title='Work'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-7525036723182477505</id><published>2009-01-20T08:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T17:25:08.411-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Inauguration Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Well, today we had the whole world watching us, as we welcomed our 41st President.  I did record everything for the kids to watch.  And it was cool to see all of the places in Washington DC, since, I've been there.  It also confirmed to me that when Colton has his 6th grade trip, we will be taking him to DC.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Well, the kids all watched the ceremony on TV at school.  I was a little surprised that even Lauren  watched it, I mean will she as a kindergartner remember it?  I did think it was very cool to see our entire country come together, and to see many people hopeful.  I think in addition to being hopeful, that there is a new generation of people who will now be involved with politics and policies.  Which that is a good thing.  I try so hard to explain to the kids that we are blessed to live in a country where we have choices.  I think it's awesome to see the books in both English and History that Austin is reading.  For some strange reason, he's reading a lot of Communist books, or books that were written in that era.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; We will be closely watching every decision that President Obama makes.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Best of Luck to President Obama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-7525036723182477505?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7525036723182477505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=7525036723182477505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/7525036723182477505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/7525036723182477505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/inauguration-day.html' title='Inauguration Day'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-6792427042458043526</id><published>2009-01-19T16:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T17:03:04.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The long Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well, on Saturday, Lauren had her friend, Sabrina's Birthday party at Skate City.  She had a lot of fun.  After the party, Bilette and I made our way down to Castle Rock to the Outlet mall.  We had fun hanging out and shopping.   We called to invite Rebecca to dinner, but Grandpa John had just come home from traveling.  So, Bilette, Grace and I ate at Chilli's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;On Sunday, I was able to hit a movie, with my neighbor Rebecca, we saw, Bride Wars.  It was pretty funny.  Rebecca was good, and brought a healthy snack to the movies, so I didn't have any pop or popcorn.  When I came home and told Brad, that I went to the movies, and didn't have any bad snacks, he replied with, "You need to hang out with her more often."  After the movie we hit Starbucks, and did some catching up.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;On Monday, the kids didn't have school, and Grandma didn't have work, so she invited us down to Castle Rock to see a movie.  So we made it down, in time to have lunch with Grandpa, and then we went to see Mall Cop.  It was a pretty funny movie.  So yes, for the week, I made it to 3 movies, that will not ever happen again.  We stayed and had chili for dinner.  And Austin got his present from Grandma and Grandpa..... His very own camera.  I think it's good for him to have his own camera, so now, he doesn't have to keep asking to borrow mine.   He took tons of pictures, and even got out Grandpa's tripod to take sunset pictures.  What a good present!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-6792427042458043526?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6792427042458043526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=6792427042458043526' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/6792427042458043526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/6792427042458043526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/long-weekend.html' title='The long Weekend'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-2850885059806322194</id><published>2009-01-16T16:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T16:52:29.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brad's New Toy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well, Brad finally broke down and ordered a new phone.  There was a lot of debate, and research, and he finally decided on a CrackBerry, I mean BlackBerry.   Did you know there is actually a website that is named Crackberry??  Since he has picked up his phone he has been trying to figure it all out.  It took about a week, but now he absolutely loves it, and has wondered why he didn't get one sooner.  He has a picture of Titleist golf balls on the screen, and he has different ring tones, to include the theme song to the Office,  ESPN, and a favorite line from Caddyshack.   He is so funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-2850885059806322194?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2850885059806322194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=2850885059806322194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/2850885059806322194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/2850885059806322194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/brads-new-toy.html' title='Brad&apos;s New Toy'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-7884470148398807985</id><published>2009-01-12T16:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T16:47:00.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Austin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SaM0qY8AxZI/AAAAAAAAAbA/s1DOZ8RztcE/s1600-h/IMG_1069.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/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SaM0qY8AxZI/AAAAAAAAAbA/s1DOZ8RztcE/s400/IMG_1069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306142688825886098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; "&gt;Austin got his own Walkie Talkies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SaM0qIKmu5I/AAAAAAAAAa4/nR6M5nBYeUY/s1600-h/IMG_1048.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/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SaM0qIKmu5I/AAAAAAAAAa4/nR6M5nBYeUY/s400/IMG_1048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306142684323691410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Austin wanted a new BasketBall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SaM0plkBR3I/AAAAAAAAAaw/_neuOZpvnWs/s1600-h/IMG_1084.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/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SaM0plkBR3I/AAAAAAAAAaw/_neuOZpvnWs/s400/IMG_1084.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306142675035047794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Birthday Austin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Well, today Austin is another year older, yes, he's now 14!!!  That's so crazy for me to wrap my mind around.  He had school, and we went to dinner, Olive Garden of course.  We came back home and Austin opened presents.  He got some new clothes, as his dress code at school just changed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I think he had a good day, and we hope that the future holds good things for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(if I can get access to a picture scanner, I will add more photos to this post)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-7884470148398807985?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7884470148398807985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=7884470148398807985' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/7884470148398807985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/7884470148398807985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-austin.html' title='Happy Birthday Austin'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SaM0qY8AxZI/AAAAAAAAAbA/s1DOZ8RztcE/s72-c/IMG_1069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-3691767968472170922</id><published>2009-01-11T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:16:48.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well, we were a little lazy today.  We did make our way to the movies, we saw Bedtime Stories.  It was a cute movie, for Adam Sandler.  There were some parts that were really funny.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;After that, Brad and Austin worked on studying, as Austin has a history test on Tuesday......And he probably won't have time tomorrow.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And I started making a dent in the laundry.  Yeah!  I've decided that I don't mind doing laundry, it's putting it away.  And they kids are all growing.... So, I need to go through their closets.   And purge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-3691767968472170922?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3691767968472170922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=3691767968472170922' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/3691767968472170922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/3691767968472170922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/movie.html' title='A Movie'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-2398928346569573349</id><published>2009-01-10T20:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T10:16:02.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well today, I had to go to work.... Brad is playing basketball with Church, and his game was early 8:00,  and I had to be in at 9:00.  So, this morning we were wondering why we stayed out so late.  Well, it wasn't that busy for me at work, so I'm just practicing getting familiar with the computer again.  Well, as lunch time came around, a coworker and I decided to go to lunch together.  So we walked next door to the Mexican restaurant.  As we were seated, I hear a little voice yell, "Hi Mom."  So, to my surprise, at the booth behind us, was Brad, Lauren, and some people he was meeting.  We were all looking at each other with surprise.  I told Brad, it's a good thing he didn't have his girlfriend with him, or he would of been BUSTED.  It was pretty funny.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And the rest of the afternoon wasn't too, bad.  After dinner, Lauren and I had to go hunt down Austin's birthday presents, because Brad didn't have much luck........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So the boys watched a few movies... They first watched IronMan, and they liked it.  Then, they all were watching BatMan, the Dark Night.  And they started that movie at 9:00, so they went to bed pretty late.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-2398928346569573349?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2398928346569573349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=2398928346569573349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/2398928346569573349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/2398928346569573349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-1411319547699999653</id><published>2009-01-09T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:14:26.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging out w/Meyers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well, Kelly and I had planned to go to a movie tonight.  We were going to go see Bride Wars.  Kelly thought we should all get together for dinner at their house first, and then she and I would dash out and leave Brad and BJ with all the kids: )  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Unfortunately, we had dinner, but didn't make it to the Movie, which was fine with me.  I really needed to just chill out.  We were able to do that, and catch up, since we hadn't seen each other since last year.  It was fun to hear about their Holiday travels.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The boys brought Guitar Hero, and it was so funny to watch Annabelle, dancing, and Lauren joined in.  I love the entertainment from 18 month olds.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-1411319547699999653?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1411319547699999653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=1411319547699999653' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/1411319547699999653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/1411319547699999653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/hanging-out-wmeyers.html' title='Hanging out w/Meyers'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-7528511836686259202</id><published>2009-01-09T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:12:43.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWwUdRIIF1I/AAAAAAAAAag/95YloPsAIbM/s1600-h/IMG_0387.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/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWwUdRIIF1I/AAAAAAAAAag/95YloPsAIbM/s400/IMG_0387.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290626155299739474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The girls, courtesy of Michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well, Lauren did work well on her address &amp;amp; phone numbers, she is now in the habit of coming home, and calling Dad.  (She got a new barbie phone, and it's in her room.)  She lets Daddy know how her day went.  But today, Lauren was really wanting to have a playdate.  When she got in the car, she asked if she could play with her friend Shelby.  And about 5 minutes later, Shelby's mom, called me and asked if Lauren could come over.  It's funny how things work out.  Lauren and Shelby had a good time.  And here is a picture of the girls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-7528511836686259202?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7528511836686259202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=7528511836686259202' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/7528511836686259202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/7528511836686259202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWwUdRIIF1I/AAAAAAAAAag/95YloPsAIbM/s72-c/IMG_0387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-5583287320592917612</id><published>2009-01-08T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:13:24.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colton's Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So, I asked Colton, when he got home, How was school today???  And in the most dramatic plea, Colton, told me how he had the worst day of his life!  Now, why is that I asked?  Everyone hated his glasses, and made fun of him.  The only nice kids were the kids with glasses.  Now, I have to admit, I did find some humor in Colton's reaction.  He was however very upset.  I tried to tell him, that it's worth having glasses, so that you can see better.  I'm not sure he's buying it.  So, I will have to check with his teacher and make sure he's wearing the glasses all day.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-5583287320592917612?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5583287320592917612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=5583287320592917612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/5583287320592917612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/5583287320592917612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/coltons-friday.html' title='Colton&apos;s Friday'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-3011429400329136890</id><published>2009-01-08T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:08:47.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colton's New Glasses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWwTbmD2QSI/AAAAAAAAAaY/4xlHxwOy2ZE/s1600-h/IMG_1081.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/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWwTbmD2QSI/AAAAAAAAAaY/4xlHxwOy2ZE/s400/IMG_1081.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290625027047571746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Check out his new specs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well Colton's new glasses came in today.... It was fun to see him excited about getting his glasses.  So, when we told the guy we were picking up his glasses, Colton sat down, and the guy told him to look into a different room, and stare at the map on the wall.  Then the guy put Colton's glasses on, and it was as if Colton were literally blind, and that with his glasses, he could see...... His first reaction was WOW!  Then he put the glasses down, and then put them back on, he did that a few times, and realized what it was like to see.  I however felt like an awful Mom... How long has he been blind?  He has had his eyes checked at school, and at Kaiser.  So the whole drive home, it was at though Colton was seeing everything for the first time, it was so funny to hear him in awe of the sky, the leaves, and branches on the trees.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So the lesson learned here, even though your kids are seen at school, and the Dr., still take them to the Eye Doctor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-3011429400329136890?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3011429400329136890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=3011429400329136890' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/3011429400329136890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/3011429400329136890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/coltons-new-glasses.html' title='Colton&apos;s New Glasses'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWwTbmD2QSI/AAAAAAAAAaY/4xlHxwOy2ZE/s72-c/IMG_1081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-442758233653111036</id><published>2009-01-05T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T15:15:17.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Name, Address and Phone Number</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So, while on vacation, Emily pointed out to me that Lauren didn't know her address.  Which I found to be very interesting, since we worked on it before school started.  Lauren has learned how to be shy and withhold information, and act like she doesn't know.  So, when we got home I told her we were going to work on our address, my cell, and Brad's cell.  And as she returned to school this week, I told her she would be grounded from playdates, until she could recite all of the previous info, on her own.  It was real funny, how she learned her address, and 2 phone numbers in like an hour..... I told Brad the Lauren sandbagged Emily.  And she does that on a lot of things.  Very weird, she's just a crazy little girl.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-442758233653111036?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/442758233653111036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=442758233653111036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/442758233653111036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/442758233653111036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/name-address-and-phone-number.html' title='Name, Address and Phone Number'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-5471609569708953318</id><published>2009-01-02T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T15:17:58.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FaceBook</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So, I got an invite from a friend today for a facebook account.  Not sure how it all works, and so I just signed up.  I'm not sure how often I will use it, as I have a hard enough time with just the blog.  But if any of you have a facebook, and have info, on what to do, please let me know.  Do you do anything, or do you just accept friends?  Thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-5471609569708953318?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5471609569708953318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=5471609569708953318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/5471609569708953318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/5471609569708953318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/facebook.html' title='FaceBook'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-1410404618119969512</id><published>2009-01-01T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T08:43:24.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYetx3QSgI/AAAAAAAAAYw/8CLqxudeQzg/s1600-h/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYetx3QSgI/AAAAAAAAAYw/8CLqxudeQzg/s400/DSC_0009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288948584221264386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Heitmans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYettONuoI/AAAAAAAAAYo/dC27Kf7M_II/s1600-h/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYettONuoI/AAAAAAAAAYo/dC27Kf7M_II/s400/DSC_0011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288948582975388290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Thimsens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYd1yZ_BgI/AAAAAAAAAYg/nvXb5_2k3yA/s1600-h/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYd1yZ_BgI/AAAAAAAAAYg/nvXb5_2k3yA/s400/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288947622294259202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Top: Kyle, Colton, Tyler, Christian, Austin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Middle: Kenzie, Lilly, Mollie, Ally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Bottom: Macie, Katelyn, Lauren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well last night we went to our small group, we are a little behind, so we watched a lesson.  We are also doing the Truth Project.  My friend Rebecca is doing the same study, and I enjoy reading her blogs about it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;After our lesson we played a game, I think Pick 5?   It was girls against guys, and the guys won.  But we'll play better next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;On New Year's Day, we decided to have out good friends, from our original small group, from our previous church.  So we had the Thimsens, Heitmans and Lambertsons.  So, with all these families, the adults were out numbered.  There were 8 adults, and 12 kids.  Yes, it was just like the good old days.  It was lots of fun to see everyone, and catch up.  Man, all these kids have grown.  It's crazy!!!  I'm pretty sure, Austin added some new numbers to his phone, both Mollie's and Ally's.  Better be careful Austin.  And all the boys went outside and played football.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-1410404618119969512?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1410404618119969512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=1410404618119969512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/1410404618119969512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/1410404618119969512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years-2009.html' title='New Year&apos;s 2009'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYetx3QSgI/AAAAAAAAAYw/8CLqxudeQzg/s72-c/DSC_0009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-6408748376997242128</id><published>2008-12-30T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T09:22:09.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Glasses go to.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYnr-uIhZI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/kKKF0ieGkHI/s1600-h/DSC_0812.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/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYnr-uIhZI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/kKKF0ieGkHI/s400/DSC_0812.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288958448917579154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Austin didn't like having his eyes dialated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYnrWvc_xI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Qe1-Y9181VE/s1600-h/DSC_0813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYnrWvc_xI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Qe1-Y9181VE/s400/DSC_0813.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288958438185697042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYnqlireII/AAAAAAAAAaA/BQ08P-60UYM/s1600-h/DSC_0814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYnqlireII/AAAAAAAAAaA/BQ08P-60UYM/s400/DSC_0814.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288958424978782338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lauren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well, today, we had all three of the kids have their eyes checked... WIth my bad eyes, and Brad's one or more of these kids is bound to have glasses, right?  SO they all had their eyes dialated, even Lauren, which I thought was a little young.  And I'm glad it wasn't me getting my eyes checked, it's not my favorite thing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Austin had more drops in one eye, and he looked kinda crazy, so I had to take pictures.  He kept telling the Dr., that one eye was dialated more and that his eyes looked funny.  The Dr. told him he could fix that, by adding more drops to the eye that is feeling left out.  Austin quickly said No, thanks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;So, which of our kids needs glasses????  Colton!!  He will only need to wear them at school.  But it was funny to see him pick out glasses, he found a great pair of Nike frames.  I can't believe the different choices for frames.  I remember my glasses just being brown, and in 5th grade I was excited for Holly Hobby glasses.  Colton, however didn't get the Nike frames, as they were very expensive, but we do like the ones he picked out.  He can't wait for them to be ready.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;So after the appointment, we had to run to the grocery store to pick up a few things.... I tell you what, my kids looked like the three blind mice, as they all had to wear their very fashoinable white paper sunglasses.  It was really funny.  If you can only imagine the scene.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-6408748376997242128?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6408748376997242128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=6408748376997242128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/6408748376997242128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/6408748376997242128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-glasses-go-to.html' title='And the Glasses go to.....'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYnr-uIhZI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/kKKF0ieGkHI/s72-c/DSC_0812.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-551651717505630452</id><published>2008-12-28T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T09:07:22.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYjDG8dRuI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/zlv86IJLHQg/s1600-h/DSC_0810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYjDG8dRuI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/zlv86IJLHQg/s400/DSC_0810.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288953348703995618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone say Cheese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYjC1NSYSI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Jiq4fKg48GI/s1600-h/DSC_0766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYjC1NSYSI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Jiq4fKg48GI/s400/DSC_0766.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288953343942746402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandpa &amp;amp; Grandma &amp;amp; all the Grandkids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYjCa8peCI/AAAAAAAAAZo/uM0FxTQAcTM/s1600-h/DSC_0777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYjCa8peCI/AAAAAAAAAZo/uM0FxTQAcTM/s400/DSC_0777.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288953336893634594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chris, Sonia, Mike &amp;amp; Devyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYhnsjwbHI/AAAAAAAAAZg/-ltsuGdLlBw/s1600-h/DSC_0770.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYhnsjwbHI/AAAAAAAAAZg/-ltsuGdLlBw/s400/DSC_0770.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288951778252975218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guido, Jaiden &amp;amp; Mary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYhnYjqgEI/AAAAAAAAAZY/f8BSyjWTAT0/s1600-h/DSC_0783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYhnYjqgEI/AAAAAAAAAZY/f8BSyjWTAT0/s400/DSC_0783.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288951772883877954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Felicia &amp;amp; James&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYhmrWPSBI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/08Ra3abpfAQ/s1600-h/DSC_0805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYhmrWPSBI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/08Ra3abpfAQ/s400/DSC_0805.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288951760747972626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guido, Sonia, Felicia, Noelia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-551651717505630452?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/551651717505630452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=551651717505630452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/551651717505630452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/551651717505630452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/12/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYjDG8dRuI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/zlv86IJLHQg/s72-c/DSC_0810.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-3990783610300216008</id><published>2008-12-28T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T08:49:46.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYgD00YWkI/AAAAAAAAAZI/KxV76ji63Us/s1600-h/DSC_0716.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/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYgD00YWkI/AAAAAAAAAZI/KxV76ji63Us/s400/DSC_0716.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288950062483266114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cousins, Chris and Colton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYgDS6LUII/AAAAAAAAAZA/zKj7OmkoYJk/s1600-h/DSC_0737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYgDS6LUII/AAAAAAAAAZA/zKj7OmkoYJk/s400/DSC_0737.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288950053380771970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boys are checking out the World Record Book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYgDKV0WxI/AAAAAAAAAY4/F7erRgNmSpg/s1600-h/DSC_0744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYgDKV0WxI/AAAAAAAAAY4/F7erRgNmSpg/s400/DSC_0744.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288950051080788754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Jaiden and his new gas pump, how much do you think gas will be when he can drive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Well, we had a nice ham dinner with all of my family.  I think there was a total of 16 of us.  And I wish I had taken nice pictures, of our yummy feast, like some of my fellow bloggers, but I didn't.  Sorry, maybe next year.  This year we all exchanged small gifts.  And we had a nice evening.  But, as some you know, when we all get together there are lots of funny things that happen....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;This year our funny phrase came from Lauren.  As she was opening her gift she pulled out a pair of Christmas socks...And her response to that was, "Oh, socks, just like last year."  We all thought it was pretty funny.  But she does love the cute socks, with milk and cookies, and has worn them a lot already.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;And the boys loved the Book of World Records, book, good choice Guido.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;Having trouble posting pictures, will try again later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-3990783610300216008?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3990783610300216008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=3990783610300216008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/3990783610300216008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/3990783610300216008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-again.html' title='Christmas Again'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SWYgD00YWkI/AAAAAAAAAZI/KxV76ji63Us/s72-c/DSC_0716.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-535251582525327294</id><published>2008-12-27T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T14:32:47.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well, we all are caught up on rest, and we all had errands to run today.  The kids, didn't spend very much of their vacation money, so we all went out as a family to track down our lists, and hoped everything would be on sale.  Brad, was such a trooper.... He thought that, he'd just come along to a few stores, and we'd be done.  Be we had a lot of things to shop for.  Lauren, really wanted to spend her Build a Bear Gift card, she got for her birthday, so we winded up over at Flatirons, and Brad stood in line with her to get her newest dog.  I think it's so funny how Brad shops with Lauren.  He lets the kids buy more stuff than I do.  Lauren had a $50 budget, and Brad thought there's no way you can spend $50 in BAB.  Well, when he got to the register, and heard the final total of $75.  He was a little surprised.  So what did Lauren get?  A Dog, the outfit, matching sunglasses, matching baby dog, leash, roller skates, bed, and purse.  We also, can't believe, that all the reports, of such a bad economy are true, because every time we are out, there are tons of people, and they are buying.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;After that we had to clean up and get ready for Christmas with the Martinez Family tomorrow.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-535251582525327294?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/535251582525327294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=535251582525327294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/535251582525327294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/535251582525327294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/12/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-8491458388788144117</id><published>2008-12-26T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T14:56:29.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Cards</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well, since we were gone, we got a large number of Christmas cards today in the mail.  It was a lot of fun to see everyone, we really enjoy getting pictures.   It's hard to believe how everyone is growing up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; I did come across, one special card.  I got a card from one of my kids, and by kids, I don't mean Austin, Colton, or Lauren.... It was from one of my preschoolers from last year.  I was really excited, and told Brad, that I do miss working with the kids.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Maybe from my volunteer work at the kids, schools, I will be able to work at a school again....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-8491458388788144117?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/8491458388788144117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=8491458388788144117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/8491458388788144117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/8491458388788144117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-cards.html' title='Christmas Cards'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-1273394663667328762</id><published>2008-12-26T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T00:19:47.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxtW1po6EI/AAAAAAAAAYY/qoWVzTyRwz4/s1600-h/DSC_0822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxtW1po6EI/AAAAAAAAAYY/qoWVzTyRwz4/s400/DSC_0822.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286220301752395842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well our trip has come to an end... We flew back home today.  We had a great time, and are glad that we were able to spend time with the Grandpa John, Grandma Becky, Uncle Jake, and Aunt Emily.  We missed Uncle Dave and Aunt Emily.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We hope everyone, had a great Christmas and we wish everyone the best in 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Today, in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is Chris the Lord.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-1273394663667328762?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1273394663667328762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=1273394663667328762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/1273394663667328762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/1273394663667328762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxtW1po6EI/AAAAAAAAAYY/qoWVzTyRwz4/s72-c/DSC_0822.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-2952493646301345564</id><published>2008-12-24T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T00:10:40.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxr8T0xp_I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/EsFcGouyaro/s1600-h/DSC_0709.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/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxr8T0xp_I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/EsFcGouyaro/s400/DSC_0709.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286218746484074482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Austin, and Grandpa John and Grandma Beck&lt;/span&gt;y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxr8DbAG8I/AAAAAAAAAYI/tEINmY58exw/s1600-h/DSC_0693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxr8DbAG8I/AAAAAAAAAYI/tEINmY58exw/s400/DSC_0693.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286218742081002434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The lighthouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well for the last few days, the weather wasn't as nice as we would of liked... The wind was awful during the night.   And during the day, it was so windy it was almost cold.  We couldn't go to the beach, due to the huge waves, and the jellyfish that were washing up on shore.  We all did walk down on the beach, and saw the jellyfish.  The kids just stayed at the pool, and Brad took a car load to the nearby lighthouse.   After we were done swimming, we watched tv.  I watched a few episodes of 18 kids and counting, and Wife Swap, what a combo.   We also watched some of Rick Warren's Christmas program, and Dateline had a lot on the Caylee Anthony girl, and this Bernard Madoff.  And the kids, watched Camp Rock, Hannah Montana, and Drake and Josh.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-2952493646301345564?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2952493646301345564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=2952493646301345564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/2952493646301345564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/2952493646301345564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/12/end-of-vacation.html' title='The end of Vacation'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxr8T0xp_I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/EsFcGouyaro/s72-c/DSC_0709.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-4080681979730152171</id><published>2008-12-22T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T00:00:12.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Air Boat Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxpc7VU4tI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Gbo61nSh00Q/s1600-h/DSC_0670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxpc7VU4tI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Gbo61nSh00Q/s400/DSC_0670.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286216008310514386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Look at this Gator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxpcUzw6jI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Kb42ZmZ_VMU/s1600-h/DSC_0652.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/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxpcUzw6jI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Kb42ZmZ_VMU/s400/DSC_0652.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286215997969197618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Riding on the Airboat was tons of fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxpcIJmPiI/AAAAAAAAAXw/5E-XvNF5yIk/s1600-h/DSC_0655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxpcIJmPiI/AAAAAAAAAXw/5E-XvNF5yIk/s400/DSC_0655.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286215994571111970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at all of this swam land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well on our way back to Palm Beach we decided, we should go on an Airboat ride in the Everglades.   It was definitely an awesome experience.  I think this was one of our favorite things of this vacation.  The airboats are loud, and fast.  Our tour guide gave us a lot of information.  And we got a few good pictures.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We took our time driving back, and drove through all the cool sites of Miami.  We drove along South Beach, and saw lots of big and expensive houses......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-4080681979730152171?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4080681979730152171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=4080681979730152171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/4080681979730152171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/4080681979730152171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/12/air-boat-ride.html' title='Air Boat Ride'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxpc7VU4tI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Gbo61nSh00Q/s72-c/DSC_0670.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-5367761588773171850</id><published>2008-12-21T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T23:49:56.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Key West Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxnJKl2OzI/AAAAAAAAAXo/65qK1YGa7SU/s1600-h/DSC_0383.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/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxnJKl2OzI/AAAAAAAAAXo/65qK1YGa7SU/s400/DSC_0383.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286213469785701170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The beach is so pretty and soft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxnI20074I/AAAAAAAAAXg/Jx0oyDCfKb4/s1600-h/DSC_0485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxnI20074I/AAAAAAAAAXg/Jx0oyDCfKb4/s400/DSC_0485.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286213464479821698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's a big turtle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxlxo6HP2I/AAAAAAAAAXY/6ubmXHnQjSo/s1600-h/DSC_0456.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/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxlxo6HP2I/AAAAAAAAAXY/6ubmXHnQjSo/s400/DSC_0456.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286211966095277922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a pretty little spider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxlw5EwzqI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Y_lDs5dJwjA/s1600-h/DSC_0431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxlw5EwzqI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Y_lDs5dJwjA/s400/DSC_0431.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286211953255042722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;There were 3 sharks in the water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxlwboQ-3I/AAAAAAAAAXI/_LdAD11-j54/s1600-h/DSC_0497.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/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxlwboQ-3I/AAAAAAAAAXI/_LdAD11-j54/s400/DSC_0497.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286211945350888306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;The kids are overlooking a bridge, and looking for marine life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxlv3AstpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/85GnMBPC-Mo/s1600-h/DSC_0545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxlv3AstpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/85GnMBPC-Mo/s400/DSC_0545.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286211935521257106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;The sun is beautiful, from Key Wes&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-5367761588773171850?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5367761588773171850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=5367761588773171850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/5367761588773171850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/5367761588773171850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/12/key-west-pictures.html' title='Key West Pictures'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxnJKl2OzI/AAAAAAAAAXo/65qK1YGa7SU/s72-c/DSC_0383.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-4407452774276899571</id><published>2008-12-21T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T23:36:27.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Key West</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxjwA9Bm1I/AAAAAAAAAW4/ZE4YQuLfGUM/s1600-h/DSC_0353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxjwA9Bm1I/AAAAAAAAAW4/ZE4YQuLfGUM/s320/DSC_0353.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286209739166948178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Colton in the sand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxjv8LYWpI/AAAAAAAAAWw/_XaiJ2z2bYI/s1600-h/DSC_0343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxjv8LYWpI/AAAAAAAAAWw/_XaiJ2z2bYI/s320/DSC_0343.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286209737884981906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Austin is hard at work, building a trench&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxjvQ_3oWI/AAAAAAAAAWo/3SyUtbctNMs/s1600-h/DSC_0332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxjvQ_3oWI/AAAAAAAAAWo/3SyUtbctNMs/s320/DSC_0332.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286209726293975394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lauren is loving life on the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So, Brad thought that while we were down in the southern most part of Florida, that it would be fun to take a drive down to Key West.  We had our own ideas, of what the drive would be like.... That it would be beautiful to be driving down a bridge, and seeing nothing but water on both sides of us.... That's not what the drive actually turned out to be.  The land (swampland, that is), is completely built up.  There aren't any buildings taller than two stories, and there are lots of trees, and stores and houses.  We were a little disappointed.  But we made our way to a state park to do some snorkeling.  The sand here was much softer, and very pretty, this was on the Atlantic Ocean coast.  We moved over to the Gulf of Mexico, and the kids played in the sand, and I went on a little walk.  I saw lots of cool things, including sharks!!!!   Good thing the kids weren't aware, of that, as they were in the same water.  They were having fun snorkeling.  Lauren was a little hesitant at first, but once she figured out the masks, and breathing tube, she loved it.  We, then got in the car, and finished out drive down to Key West. We were racing against the clock, as we wanted to capture the sunset.  We made it with about 5 minutes to spare.  And I love these pictures.   After that we had dinner at Jimmy Buffets.  And then made our way to our hotel.  The stars in the sky over the water were absolutely beautiful. We all fell asleep as soon as our heads hit the pillows.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-4407452774276899571?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4407452774276899571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=4407452774276899571' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/4407452774276899571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/4407452774276899571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/12/key-west.html' title='Key West'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxjwA9Bm1I/AAAAAAAAAW4/ZE4YQuLfGUM/s72-c/DSC_0353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-4659920465795368231</id><published>2008-12-20T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T23:21:05.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A lazy vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxggtey9tI/AAAAAAAAAWg/fsEg1aRbbyY/s1600-h/DSC_0283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxggtey9tI/AAAAAAAAAWg/fsEg1aRbbyY/s320/DSC_0283.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286206177706964690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Colton just came in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxggfx1LaI/AAAAAAAAAWY/nGNm2YwtivY/s1600-h/DSC_0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxggfx1LaI/AAAAAAAAAWY/nGNm2YwtivY/s320/DSC_0079.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286206174028705186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lauren loves the Ocean &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxgfz0hFHI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/zxR7hoCtpkw/s1600-h/DSC_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxgfz0hFHI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/zxR7hoCtpkw/s320/DSC_0076.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286206162228810866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Austin is ready to go in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well, we just wanted to hang out at the beach and the pool today.  And the weather was great.    We don't like the sand very much, as it's not the super soft, small kind of sand.  But we did love listening to all kinds of seashells being washed up on the shore.  The sound was very relaxing.  Austin got a bogey board, and had a good time riding the waves.  I even got into the water, a few times.  It's definitely hard work treading water, and I made sure to stay close to shore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-4659920465795368231?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4659920465795368231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=4659920465795368231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/4659920465795368231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/4659920465795368231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/12/lazy-vacation.html' title='A lazy vacation'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVxggtey9tI/AAAAAAAAAWg/fsEg1aRbbyY/s72-c/DSC_0283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-5561265517010071920</id><published>2008-12-19T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T15:13:42.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lauren's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well today is actually Lauren's birthday.  It's hard to believe she is already 6!!  She's such a big girl.  She has gone from being this sweet little girl, and she's growing into her own personality, one that she has to keep up with the boys.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;She spent her birthday, on the beach all day.  She liked the sand, and just collecting sea shells.  We did make her a cool sand cake.  We had dinner at La Fogata.  And I made sure Lauren was made aware, that after today, all of her birthday privileges and celebrations are over, until next December.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-5561265517010071920?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-6221232458918775833</id><published>2008-12-18T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T15:08:20.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in Florida</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well we had to leave early this morning, and it was freezing when we left.  The plane ride was nice and smoothe.  After getting all settled in, we had pizza for dinner, and the kids of course had to check out the pool.  The weather in Florida is so nice.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-6221232458918775833?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-6757614461152897839</id><published>2008-12-17T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T15:05:43.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're ready for Florida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVvquHmgiGI/AAAAAAAAAWI/WCErfHku3m8/s1600-h/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVvquHmgiGI/AAAAAAAAAWI/WCErfHku3m8/s320/DSC_0030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286076665684854882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVvqt81PX3I/AAAAAAAAAWA/iHqW3dIJtqo/s1600-h/DSC_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVvqt81PX3I/AAAAAAAAAWA/iHqW3dIJtqo/s320/DSC_0036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286076662793854834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVvqtrZbsAI/AAAAAAAAAV4/kfxGHE0mGts/s1600-h/DSC_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVvqtrZbsAI/AAAAAAAAAV4/kfxGHE0mGts/s320/DSC_0041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286076658113818626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We we had lots of last minute details to catch up on before going to Florida.  And once again, Lauren was still celebrating her birthday.  Today she opened her presents from her dad.  He always, finds cool toys for her.  A disadvantage to having your birthday so close to Christmas, is you can have a hard time finding toys.  Brad had to look everywhere for the Swim to me Puppy, and he got Lauren her own MP3 player.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-6757614461152897839?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6757614461152897839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=6757614461152897839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/6757614461152897839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/6757614461152897839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/12/were-ready-for-florida.html' title='We&apos;re ready for Florida'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVvquHmgiGI/AAAAAAAAAWI/WCErfHku3m8/s72-c/DSC_0030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-8052519858140076124</id><published>2008-12-16T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T14:50:33.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Austin's Winter Band Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVvoz5_IWsI/AAAAAAAAAVw/iCrE8h7IUm8/s1600-h/DSC_0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVvoz5_IWsI/AAAAAAAAAVw/iCrE8h7IUm8/s320/DSC_0065.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286074566085991106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVvozrt1BMI/AAAAAAAAAVo/x3dCO5DRU70/s1600-h/DSC_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVvozrt1BMI/AAAAAAAAAVo/x3dCO5DRU70/s320/DSC_0043.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286074562255324354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Well, today, is Brad's favorite evening of the year.....  Austin had his Band Concert at school.  With the boys being at a charter school, some events are combined with the High School, such as Band Concerts.  (That means, that Jazz Band, Intermediate, Percussion, Choir, and Orchestra all play on one night.)   The last concert I went to went by pretty fast, it only lasted about an hour and 20 minutes.  This, however was a little longer...  which we don't understand, because the kids have finals the next morning.  I do have a few pictures of Austin....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;He has moved up to first chair, and he was nominated for the Tri M Club.  I'm not sure of what that means, but I'm sure I'll figure it out at the first meeting.  Austin did a great job, and we even got him in a tie, since he's now used to wearing them for basketball.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:18px;"&gt;Grandma Gail and Grandpa Rick made the trip up to watch the concert.  Thanks, for coming up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-8052519858140076124?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/8052519858140076124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=8052519858140076124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/8052519858140076124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/8052519858140076124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/12/austins-winter-band-concert.html' title='Austin&apos;s Winter Band Concert'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SVvoz5_IWsI/AAAAAAAAAVw/iCrE8h7IUm8/s72-c/DSC_0065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-5155475669213608768</id><published>2008-12-14T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T20:26:31.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Colorado Weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well we have had a fairly mild fall.  We have had extreme days in the 80's and then in the 40's.  It's finally starting to feel like winter.  When we woke up on Sunday morning, it had snowed, just as the weatherman had predicted.   But it was also very cold.  The temperatures this week aren't to get above 20.  I am kinda glad that our vacation is just around the corner.  We definitely love warm weather in the middle of winter.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;We spent our weekend visiting others.  We went to a memorial, for a family friend of the Clingman's.  It was down south, and I was able to meet people who retold of memories of Brad, when he was the same size as our kids.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;On Sunday, after church we went to the Krolls.  Trisha made lots of yummy soup.  Great for a cold day.  It was nice to just hang out, and chat.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;After that, we went to watch the Bronco's game with BJ &amp;amp; Kelly.  And we ate lots of yummy food there as well.  Lauren got a birthday present from Annabelle and Gwyneth.  They got her a Hannah Montana Guitar, and Doll.  Yes, it makes, noise, and that's only because, we got Annabelle a musical toy for her birthday.   We can't wait to get an extra special toy for Gwyneth's first birthday....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-5155475669213608768?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5155475669213608768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=5155475669213608768' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/5155475669213608768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/5155475669213608768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/12/crazy-colorado-weather.html' title='Crazy Colorado Weather'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-5321391100853699989</id><published>2008-12-12T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:52:22.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lauren's Birthday Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SUXvN2njgYI/AAAAAAAAAVg/hQxuTOr3MNo/s1600-h/DSC_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SUXvN2njgYI/AAAAAAAAAVg/hQxuTOr3MNo/s320/DSC_0023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279889159440531842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lauren and her cupcakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well we will be leaving for Florida on Thursday, December 18th, so we are celebrating her birthday all month.  First on December 7th, we had a small family gathering.  We had some yummy Mexican food.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Next,  we have gotten to a point where we only have big friends parties every other year.  So since Lauren had a huge Snow Princess Party last year.... this year we said she could invite a few friends to dinner.  We did that on Friday, the 12th.  We went to Chuck E Cheese, and had fun.  But I've seemed to of forgotten about my camera.  So no pictures.  Sorry.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;And the closer we get to her birthday, the harder it is for me to believe she is 6 years old.  She definately doesn't look like a toddler any more.  And she's got quite an attitude, that  I don't know  where it came from.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-5321391100853699989?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5321391100853699989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=5321391100853699989' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/5321391100853699989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/5321391100853699989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/12/laurens-birthday-month.html' title='Lauren&apos;s Birthday Month'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SUXvN2njgYI/AAAAAAAAAVg/hQxuTOr3MNo/s72-c/DSC_0023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-1266791477511276357</id><published>2008-12-11T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T21:13:42.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Basketball</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SUXYBeSI_RI/AAAAAAAAAVY/CObkNUwrKi8/s1600-h/DSC_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SUXYBeSI_RI/AAAAAAAAAVY/CObkNUwrKi8/s320/DSC_0107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279863657982393618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SUXYA3RQzKI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/UdxQFAVXqLE/s1600-h/DSC_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SUXYA3RQzKI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/UdxQFAVXqLE/s320/DSC_0059.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279863647509728418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SUXYAVYbFNI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Pm06FHcCi98/s1600-h/DSC_0658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SUXYAVYbFNI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Pm06FHcCi98/s320/DSC_0658.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279863638412956882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Austin had his first taste of playing Basketball.....  He hasn't played any sports since 4th grade.  So when he asked to play, we thought it would be good.  He played for the school.   The only downfall of this was that the Jr High and High School share the gym.  SO practice was at 6:00 am.  That was a little hard.  Of course the school is expanding, and the new gym should be done for the returning of students from Christmas Break.   And of course, the boys BB season will be over by then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well how did the boys do?  Well they played really hard, but between the 7th and 8th grade teams, the 7th grade boys only won three games.  Austin had a total of a 7 points for the entire season.  But he had a lot of fun.  Good Job Austin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Austin did have to dress up for games.  So he had to wear shirt and ties.  We had lots for fun picking out ties, and having Brad help tie his ties.  He is at a stage of life where he doesn't really want a lot of pictures.  So the picture of his back is his first game day, and he wouldn't let me take his picture.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Austin was glad to have his Grandma Becky come up to a game, and Grandpa Rick came up to a few games.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-1266791477511276357?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1266791477511276357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=1266791477511276357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/1266791477511276357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/1266791477511276357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/12/basketball.html' title='Basketball'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SUXYBeSI_RI/AAAAAAAAAVY/CObkNUwrKi8/s72-c/DSC_0107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-8157147102959349361</id><published>2008-12-08T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T20:08:58.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>$2.99 Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well, with the price of gas being out of control... We all were excited to see the price of gas start to fall..... The first time gas dropped below $3.99, I decided we would start having Gas Parties.  So after I picked up the kids from school, we stopped by the nearest Sonic.  It was Happy Hour and we all got yummy drinks.  I then told the kids we would have another Party, when gas dropped to $2.99.   When gas dropped, I  let our friend Rachel pick anywhere she wanted to go.  Rachel choose Cold Stone Creamery.  Good thing the weather was a nice warm day.  I then told the kids we'd have a $1.50 party, and we let Katrina pick where she wanted her afternoon treat.  She first suggested Starbucks, but then changed her mind to Chick-Fil-A.  The kids all had milkshakes.   We are looking forward to gas to continue to decline.  I told Colton, he will get to choose where we go, once gas hits $1.25.  And Lauren will get to decide if gas falls to 99 cents.  She is looking forward to that, and so am I.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-8157147102959349361?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/8157147102959349361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=8157147102959349361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/8157147102959349361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/8157147102959349361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/12/299-party.html' title='$2.99 Party'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-5282144204159151361</id><published>2008-12-01T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T23:12:45.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Well, today, Lauren and I decided to see what our friends, Michelle and Shelby were up to.  They were able to meet us for lunch at Chick-Fil-A, imagine that.  Well during our discussion, Michelle told me she was getting a new computer, and to my surprise, she ordered a new Mac on Friday.  I was so excited to know someone, who will be going through the learning process of a new computer (especially a Mac).  So, after lunch I told Brad, that I will have someone to learn the new computer with.  That made him glad, since he knows nothing about the Mac's, he's off the hook, when I need help.  I hope Michelle and I will be able to go to some classes together.  And we are both waiting for our computers to arrive.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-5282144204159151361?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5282144204159151361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=5282144204159151361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/5282144204159151361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/5282144204159151361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/12/lunch.html' title='Lunch'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-3072273701068917426</id><published>2008-12-01T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:25:52.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Tax Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well, I had a really hard time earlier in the year trying to decide what I would do with my semi-emptynest era, (the time in which all the kids are away at school.)   I  just recently accepted the fact that when I sneeze, during the day when no one is home, no one is there to say Bless You.   It's kinda weird.  I really wanted to work at the Preschool again, but only under the condition of teaching my own class, and that didn't happen.  So I decided, I should try working again for H &amp;amp; R Block.  I started taking classes in early September.  I finished in November, and was hired to start December 2nd.  I have had lots of help from friends, that I am extremely grateful for.  And a few things at Block have changed, but I am looking forward to working at the same office I did 4 years ago.  I can't believe it's been so long since I've worked there.  So, if you hear of any talk about my new J-O-B, you will know what it is.  And if I do take a few breaks from blogging between now and April 15th you'll know why.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-3072273701068917426?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3072273701068917426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=3072273701068917426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/3072273701068917426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/3072273701068917426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-tax-time.html' title='It&apos;s Tax Time'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-6211950589653617577</id><published>2008-11-30T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:09:42.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>November</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Well, since much of the month went by, and I didn't post anything, I do apologize.  I have looked at other's blogs, and I often wonder if time has stopped, especially when I see their blog not updated.  I am working on getting pictures organized.  But I think that I will just start fresh.  I did go through withdrawal, from not being on my computer.  I tell you computers are just like cars.  Once you have the convince of a car, it's hard to be without one.  ( I hate if I have to take my car to the shop.... Like I can't live one day without it.)  Well, I made it over a month without a computer.  I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; like having a computer.  I am going to just start fresh tomorrow.  And if I think of cool &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;blogworthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; events, I will blog a few recaps.  Thanks, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Noelia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='November'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-7175078853533422992</id><published>2008-11-28T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T23:07:43.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ordering my New Computer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well my computer crashed October 30th.... and it's no fun to be without a computer.  I think that computers fall into the same Necessary Evil category as cars do.  Like cars, computers can be expensive, you can buy a new one very two years, they can be very fragile, and need lots of upkeep.  The benefit of a computer is having the world right at your fingertips.   And not to mention being able to make cool things, like pictures, blogs, carpool schedules, and being able to talk to the kids teachers without calling to disrupt class.   So, I have been kinda lost without my computer.  Maybe even a little depressed, (those are Brad's words.)  I have even convinced myself that maybe I don't need a computer.  But Brad thought that getting a new computer would serve us well.  So now, the search for the new computer.  Brad has a coworker, who has given Brad the idea that buying a Mac might be best for me.  So, that's the plan.  But as many of you know, Brad can't buy anything without making sure he's shopped every online store, and found the best deal available.  So, the Mac's wouldn't be on sale until the day after Thanksgiving.  So, Today is the day, he ordered me a new computer.  I hope it gets here soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-7175078853533422992?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7175078853533422992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=7175078853533422992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/7175078853533422992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/7175078853533422992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/11/ordering-my-new-computer.html' title='Ordering my New Computer'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-3434922516294712503</id><published>2008-11-28T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:42:05.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well, in previous years, I have gotten up and made a trip at least to Target and Walmart for crazy early morning deals.  But this year we are forgoing presents, as we are going on vacation.  So, I did get up, and I went to one store at the new mall,  I got Lauren a few things for her birthday.   Other than that I just vegged out at home all day.  And the kids enjoyed staying at home, and just playing.  It was kinda nice.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-3434922516294712503?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3434922516294712503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=3434922516294712503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/3434922516294712503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/3434922516294712503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/11/black-friday.html' title='Black Friday'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-8536540035769981302</id><published>2008-11-27T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:18:48.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well this year we decided to have some friends come and join us for Thanksgiving.  I did a lot of cooking, and we were glad,  to have Todd, Adriene, Grayson and Olivia join us.  I cooked way too much food.  All the turkeys were on sale for the same price, so I just grabbed one, and it happened to be 21 pounds.  I wish I had been better about taking beautiful pictures, such as some fellow bloggers, but, being frustrated with my computer, I didn't even take out the camera.  Wish I had.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We all have been very blessed this year, our list of things we are thankful for is long.  We've all been healthy this year, Brad has been busy with a good job, the kids are all doing great in school.  We wish all our friends and family many blessings in the new year.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-8536540035769981302?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/8536540035769981302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=8536540035769981302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/8536540035769981302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/8536540035769981302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-4735011711858966120</id><published>2008-11-26T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T21:00:16.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Air Soft Gun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well today as I was getting ready for dinner, I heard Lauren burst out screaming.... I then heard Colton saying, "Don't tell Dad. "  I knew that couldn't be a good sign.  So I asked everyone who was involved to come downstairs.  Lauren told me that Colton has shot her in the chest with his Air Soft Gun.  He said it was an accident.  He thought there weren't any bullets in the gun.  I looked at her chest and she had a nice red mark......  I wasn't too happy.  And Colton is lucky it wasn't her face.  You see the boys got these Air Soft Guns last Christmas, from their favorite Uncle.  I didn't really like the idea of the boys having guns, so they have been in my room for almost a year.   And the first time the boys decide to play with the guns, someone got hurt.   The guns are going to be gone from our house.   And Colton has learned why, I think even toy, and play guns are dangerous.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-4735011711858966120?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4735011711858966120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=4735011711858966120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/4735011711858966120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/4735011711858966120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/11/air-soft-gun.html' title='Air Soft Gun'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-4392090629011229994</id><published>2008-11-05T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T19:56:42.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Projects</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well Colton had a project due.  He had to make a poster board of the 7 continents, and label the oceans, and mountains.  Not too hard, but of corse I had to make it more difficult.  I thought it was similar to a project Austin did in 4th grade, where you have to make a relief map of the state of Colorado.  Colton's project was very simple, all he had to do was cut out some continents, and place them on a poster board.  Well, I decided I would help him have the best project in class.  So we were going to make the Oceans and continents out of the salt dough that we were making from scratch.  I had helped him complete about half of his project.... And when I picked him up from school he wanted to show me how his project didn't look like any of the others.  So when we went home, he tore apart all the hard work that I had done, because he wanted his project to look like everyone else's.  Needless to say, I didn't help him at all on the rest of the project.  He said he wanted to do his project all by himself.  He did, and he still got an A, on the assignment.  I will try to post a picture later.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-4392090629011229994?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4392090629011229994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=4392090629011229994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/4392090629011229994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/4392090629011229994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/11/school-projects.html' title='School Projects'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-7475652622654172139</id><published>2008-11-04T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:37:11.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Election Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well, both Brad and I Voted early, last week.   We wanted to make sure that we had enough time, to vote.  And we were very interested in this election.  The kids also became very opinionated about both candidates.  While there was lots of talk, I think I really enjoyed Colton's level of reason.  Especially when it came to taxes.  As he and a friend were talking about who they were voting for, Colton pointed out that the fact that raising taxes on everything, would raise the price of toys that they would be buying.  And that raising taxes is a bad thing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lauren also had a little incident with sharing who a family member voted for.  So FYI, Lauren can't keep a secret.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;We are all so glad that the election is over.  However, we will not get anymore mail or phone calls, what will we do?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I think we were really able to witness a huge changing point in American History.  Unfortnately, I believe all politicians to live up to their expectations, as politicians.  Which means, I don't expect Barack Obama do be able to fulfill all of his campaign promises.  I think we are all eagerly awaiting the job that he will do in the White House.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-7475652622654172139?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7475652622654172139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=7475652622654172139' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/7475652622654172139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/7475652622654172139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/11/election-day.html' title='Election Day'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-7925791304298173815</id><published>2008-11-01T21:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T21:18:01.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Golf Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well, as we wrap of events of the year, Brad had a pretty good year as far as golfing this year.  His golf season started January 2nd, and ended November 1st.  Yes, we had a really warm fall.  Brad was invited to play golf beyond November 1st, but I kinda mentioned that we've played enough golf this year.  Brad also got to play on lots of nice courses this year.  He hopes to have a repeat in 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-7925791304298173815?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7925791304298173815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=7925791304298173815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/7925791304298173815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/7925791304298173815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/11/golf-year.html' title='The Golf Year'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-9198953600158206378</id><published>2008-10-22T08:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T19:46:45.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well the month sure has flown by.... I can't believe it's almost November.  And the weather is starting to change.  We were expected to get snow here today, but I was glad the weatherman was wrong.  But this morning Lauren and I saw snow on a car in the parking lot, so it's coming soon...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well I have felt that a lot of my recent pictures are only of football and soccer.  And there have been plenty of other activities in our lives besides football and soccer.  So for those of you who want to know what else we've been up to here's a list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We started out the month on a crazy note!  I got locked out of the house.  Not fun, and we won't discuss how it was all Felicia's fault.  I'm just glad that my friend Michelle F, was home and came to help us out.  (None of our neighbors were home, and Lauren had to go potty, and she was hungry, since it was lunch time.)  Michelle also helped me, because we were tired of waiting for Felicia, and my car wouldn't start.  So you should of seen Michelle and I try to jump my car.  I thought Brad would of been proud, but I needed more than a jump, I needed a new battery.  Crazy Car!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Austin has decided he wants to give Basketball a try.  So we've had evening of Open Gym, and parent meetings, and now practice.... Practice starts at 6:00AM, yes 6:00AM.  I probably asked Austin 1000 times, if he was sure he wanted to do this, as Austin can't drive himself to school yet.  I think it will work out for Brad to help take him in the mornings.  His first game is October 28th.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Austin also had a lock in at a church with one of his friends... It was at a Catholic Church, and they made Rosaries, for soldiers.  Being as how Austin doesn't know what a Rosary is, I'm sure the Youth Group leader had fun explaining it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Austin is also actively participating in Student Council.  Along with volunteering his services, he enjoys volunteering me to help out with things.  For homecoming we baked about 300 cookies, and worked to decorate them.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; Colton has continued to do well with Football.  It's lots of fun to go to games.  And I have lots of pictures.   Their team has remained undefeated.  Until the playoffs..... They won their first game, and then were moved up a division.  And the second and third playoff games, didn't go in our favor.  They won their last game.   I volunteered to put together a slideshow, and wouldn't you know it my computer decided to crash.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Having a computer is what I have determined to be a necessary  evil.  In today's society it's hard to get by without one.  And when it crashes, I go through much agony.  I Just got my new computer, on Friday,  December 5th.  But, Brad has been working on putting new programs and getting it all set for my standards.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Lauren has had lots of fun and is adjusting to kindergarten still.  Her teachers tell me she is shy at school, but also mature.  She enjoyed her field trip to the pumpkin patch, and her Halloween Parade at school.    She finished up the soccer season with her team being undefeated.  She only scored one goal all season, but she played up, and was on the 1st grade team.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-9198953600158206378?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/9198953600158206378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=9198953600158206378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/9198953600158206378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/9198953600158206378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/10/october.html' title='October'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-8940501523820068444</id><published>2008-09-28T13:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T13:54:23.499-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Elitch's</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, we have had great fall weather, and we know that before we know it, it's going to be cold.  So today we planned to head to Elitch's one last time.  Well at church we ran into the twins who are on Colton's team.  They, Colton, Christian and Cody, all made plans during church for the boys to come over to our house.  (Colton didn't know we were planning on going to Elitch's.)  So they were even more excited to find out that we were all going to Elitch's.  The boys all had a lot of fun.  And after Elitch's they all just played on the comptuter, and football outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-8940501523820068444?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/8940501523820068444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=8940501523820068444' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/8940501523820068444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/8940501523820068444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/09/elitchs.html' title='Elitch&apos;s'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-7089286234482916009</id><published>2008-09-27T13:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T13:50:48.853-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well today, we were lucky enough to have afternoon games.  Lauren's game was first @ Noon.  Grandpa Rick came to watch the game.  And Grandma Becky came up too.  The Wildcats won their 3rd game in a row.  We stopped keeping score after it was 12 to 2.  Lauren hasn't had a goal yet.  But she played well.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next we were onto Colton's game.  The game was in Commerce City, and the team was also undefeated.  I think we were a little nervous about this game.  We got there a little late, and Colton had lots of cheerleaders.  Grandma Becky, Grandpa Rick, Jake, Emily, and the Kroll Family all came to watch.  It was a really good game.  Colton did have a few times where he had gotten hurt.  One time, we thought he had a really bad Charlie Horse, but when we got home, he actually was bruised very badly on his thigh.  (He pointed out that it resembles the shape of an eighth note.)  But the Chargers won again.  They have now won all of their games.  And after the game, the Commerce City team handed out trophies, since it was like their homecoming.  It was fun for our team to get the winning trophey.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After that we just had a relaxing afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-7089286234482916009?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7089286234482916009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=7089286234482916009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/7089286234482916009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/7089286234482916009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/09/saturday_27.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-3779616892598825593</id><published>2008-09-26T13:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T13:43:18.259-06:00</updated><title type='text'>9.26</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well, we had a lazy morning.... I got Lauren off to school, and Bilette came over to work on making hair bows.  I bought a lot of ribbon last year, and didn't use it.  So now, I'm trying to make bows for Halloween, and to match some of Lauren's clothes.  I do like making bows, and as soon as I'm done, I think I will finally be able to convert the "Craft Room", back into the "Dining Room."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We were going to try to go to the Aquarium, but that didn't work out, which was fine, because after we got Lauren from school, we all just watched tv and had down time.  We rarely have days where we are not on the go.  So it was nice.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tonight Colton and his fellow football teammates are all going to the Mountain Range Football game.  The boys were able to be on the field and watch warm ups.  They all had a lot of fun.  I think Colton's best part was the Cheerleaders.  So we had to give him a hard time about that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And tonight Austin was invited to a friend's swim met.  He had fun, and after we went to Bj and Kelly's.  We had fun just hanging out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-3779616892598825593?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3779616892598825593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=3779616892598825593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/3779616892598825593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/3779616892598825593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/09/926.html' title='9.26'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-6319282165064386225</id><published>2008-09-25T13:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T13:35:01.589-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Confrences</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well the boys don't have school on Friday due to Confreneces this week.  Colton had his on Wednesday.  And they went well.  He's turned into a good student.  And Austin has a great start to his 8th grade year.  He's working hard and it shows.  We are very proud of them both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-6319282165064386225?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6319282165064386225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=6319282165064386225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/6319282165064386225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/6319282165064386225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/09/confrences.html' title='Confrences'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-6420248959560496395</id><published>2008-09-22T00:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T00:18:06.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer is Offically Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SOcI0QFNO2I/AAAAAAAAARs/-WNHQRkXiDE/s1600-h/DSC_0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253177184113998690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SOcI0QFNO2I/AAAAAAAAARs/-WNHQRkXiDE/s320/DSC_0173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lauren really likes going to baseball games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SOcI0kwo9PI/AAAAAAAAAR0/tVGODLEW2DY/s1600-h/DSC_0175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253177189664879858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SOcI0kwo9PI/AAAAAAAAAR0/tVGODLEW2DY/s320/DSC_0175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sonia and Austin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SOcI018rVrI/AAAAAAAAAR8/LVmgsMUKCdE/s1600-h/DSC_0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253177194278770354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SOcI018rVrI/AAAAAAAAAR8/LVmgsMUKCdE/s320/DSC_0177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colton, where did you get the Cotton Candy from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SOcI1N_insI/AAAAAAAAASE/7Qnj2CaqYks/s1600-h/DSC_0224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253177200733232834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SOcI1N_insI/AAAAAAAAASE/7Qnj2CaqYks/s320/DSC_0224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were lots of empty seats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well today, was the last game of the season for my Rockies. I wish they would of been able to of had a season like they did last year. I went to all of the playoff games, but I didn't make it to the World Series. ( Which is probably why they lost.) It's hard to believe that that was only a year ago. Those were the most awesome games I have ever been to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this summer, I didn't make that many games. The last game we went to was in July, when Brad and I sat in the Box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did take a few pictures. (This was the only time I took my camera to Coors Field.)There was really nobody at the game, and we lost to the Diamondbacks. Well there is always next year. And I'm glad that we'll be able to take the kids this year to Spring Training. And I'm always up for going to a game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-6420248959560496395?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6420248959560496395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=6420248959560496395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/6420248959560496395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/6420248959560496395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/09/summer-is-officailly-over.html' title='Summer is Offically Over'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SOcI0QFNO2I/AAAAAAAAARs/-WNHQRkXiDE/s72-c/DSC_0173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-6160555584616045953</id><published>2008-09-20T13:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T13:32:22.973-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well,  since I was gone, I didn't get any sports pictures today, and I missed both games.  Colton has been pretty close to making an interception.  So I told him if he makes an interception, and I'm not there to see it I will be really mad.  Well he didn't, but he still played well and the Chargers won their 4th game in a row.  Lauren also had a game.  She played well and the Wildcats won their 2nd game in a row.  We're still waiting for her to get a goal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-6160555584616045953?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6160555584616045953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=6160555584616045953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/6160555584616045953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/6160555584616045953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/09/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-462198592738579517</id><published>2008-09-19T23:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T13:26:55.460-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Women of Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Today, I went to Women of Faith, with Rebecca, and Emily. After the preconfrence we checked into our hotel, and Rebecca and I waited for Emily (she had to work today). We did have these great Sliders, or mini hamburgers, and they had the best sweet pickles I have ever had. And even though I love pickles, I don't ever eat sweet pickles. After we met up with Emily, and had dinner again, we walked down to Union station and watched the Coors Field fireworks. They were gorgeous. And all this week the moon has changed into that orange fall big bright moon. And tonight the moon was rising against the fireworks, and downtown. I sure wish I had my camera. (I really need to carry it with me at all times. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Since, I was gone today, and Lauren didn't have school, I had to make arrangements for Lauren.  So she spent the night with Sabrina.  They had a fun day just hanging out and playing.  Thanks Leona.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-462198592738579517?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/462198592738579517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=462198592738579517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/462198592738579517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/462198592738579517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/09/women-of-faith.html' title='Women of Faith'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-7060559674386719141</id><published>2008-09-18T23:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T00:16:38.188-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Racoony Coon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SOcGZs_cU2I/AAAAAAAAARc/SPzLHTKPmB0/s1600-h/DSC_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253174528994726754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SOcGZs_cU2I/AAAAAAAAARc/SPzLHTKPmB0/s320/DSC_0139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Racoony Coon with her babies, they are leaving our yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SOcGaOO3d2I/AAAAAAAAARk/NbgrcDGCnI8/s1600-h/DSC_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253174537917790050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SOcGaOO3d2I/AAAAAAAAARk/NbgrcDGCnI8/s320/DSC_0152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the same day, Squirelly Whirly is here for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well, I'm not sure if you knew this but everyday, since we have lived in this house, we have had our own little pet named Squirelly Whirly. Everyday, when Lauren and I sit down for lunch, we look out our kitchen window, and we find her... Yes everyday. Well this morning, we were sitting eatting breakfast, and I noticed, an animal on the fence. And it looked like one of our neighbor's outside cats. But it was coming toward the house, and I put my hand over my mouth, so I wouldn't scream. It was a racoon, and following behing this racoon, was 4 baby racoons. I immediately showed the kids, and got my camera. Unfortunately, I didn't have the settings very good, and as soon as that mom Racoon saw me, I got the evil eye. She was headed toward the tree in our backyard, and it was the same tree, that the Racoon Brad saw earlier in the summer jumped into. So we wonder when we will see Racoony Coon and her babies again. We think she lives between us and our neighbors.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-7060559674386719141?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7060559674386719141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=7060559674386719141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/7060559674386719141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/7060559674386719141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/09/racoony-coon.html' title='Racoony Coon'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SOcGZs_cU2I/AAAAAAAAARc/SPzLHTKPmB0/s72-c/DSC_0139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-129093424740740653</id><published>2008-09-15T23:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T00:18:56.162-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well, it may seem as though we don't have anything to do except football and soccer... Well that's definately not the case...A good friend of mine is working on a real day to day blog, and I hope to make one of my own soon. So what exactly happens on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday and Friday??? Well we have a lot of schedules and calendars to keep us busy. School schedules and carpools are a big thing. With the kids at different schools, I have to color code my calendar and keep everyone straight. Our next big commitment is football. When I signed up I had no idea. But, with the sun setting earlier, practices have been becoming shorter. And I'm glad Colton is on a team with some neighbors, and that they help me out, when Colton needs a ride home. And I am working on a few things myself. I started going to Jazzercise again. And they just started a Body Challenge. Where anyone who wants puts in $25, and everyweek everyone is weighed in. The top 3 to lose the most weight split the money. So I really need to get myself to Jazzercise. And I am planning on returning to H &amp;amp; R Block this year. I started taking classes earlier this month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-129093424740740653?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/129093424740740653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=129093424740740653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/129093424740740653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/129093424740740653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/09/week.html' title='The Week'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-2204524540338194553</id><published>2008-09-14T23:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T00:19:16.419-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well today, we all had different directions to go in.... Brad, Austin and Lauren went early this morning to the Juvinile Diabetis Walk for our friend Graham. They all got blue shirts and matching visors. Colton and I stayed home and went to church, we've been in a bad habit this summer. I think we went to church in Castle Rock more often this summer, than our own church.&lt;br /&gt;Well after church Colton and I had to go to his Football fundraiser at Outback. As we got into Brad's car, the car wouldn't start. We had a dead battery. Luckily, we had some help from Jeff and Julie. They jumped the car, and we went to Outback. Well, at Outback the car didn't start again. And Brad meet us, and of corse, he wanted to know what I did to his car. Well the car didn't start the rest of the day without being jumped. And Brad had to go to the Broncos' game with his Dad.&lt;br /&gt;The Broncos' game was okay in the first half, and then they started to blow it. The end result was a huge comeback, and an awesome game to of been present at. On the way home Brad was listening to the KOA radio guys, and all they could do was talk about " how if you were at that game you will be telling your kids kids about how awesome of a game it was." So he was lucky enough to see a much talked about game.&lt;br /&gt;But when he got home, he still had to deal with the car. He couldn't get a new battery, so he'll deal with it first thing tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;But we did get a call from Dave. We all talked to him for a long while. The kids sure do miss Dave and Em, and we hope to see them soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-2204524540338194553?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2204524540338194553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=2204524540338194553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/2204524540338194553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/2204524540338194553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/09/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-5664545895135805745</id><published>2008-09-13T23:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T00:19:36.767-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SOb8AL6KFXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/oNeQEHXKhyY/s1600-h/DSC_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253163095501182322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SOb8AL6KFXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/oNeQEHXKhyY/s320/DSC_0036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Colton on the far left. He's chasing down the other team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SOb8AUPkRSI/AAAAAAAAARE/6ETheriq2uM/s1600-h/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253163097738462498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SOb8AUPkRSI/AAAAAAAAARE/6ETheriq2uM/s320/DSC_0038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colton and his teammate stop a touchdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SOb8AtPy6CI/AAAAAAAAARM/dj3WV32YPD0/s1600-h/DSC_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253163104450308130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SOb8AtPy6CI/AAAAAAAAARM/dj3WV32YPD0/s320/DSC_0057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SOb8A81MIFI/AAAAAAAAARU/8d5Imtn46LE/s1600-h/DSC_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253163108633682002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SOb8A81MIFI/AAAAAAAAARU/8d5Imtn46LE/s320/DSC_0108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were a lot of touchdowns for the Chargers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well yesterday, it rained a little, well actually a lot. So Lauren had no game, due to the field being so wet. But she did still have to take her team pictures. And Colton's game was moved to a different field. Today they played the Giants, who won the Championship last year, and are in a more competitive division. Grandma Becky and Grandpa John came up to watch the game. And once again the boys played really well. They are on a great winning streak, as they are 3-0. Colton had a few great plays. And once again, I have taken like 200 pictures. (which is why I have a hard time downloading, editing, and posting pictures, because there are too many to choose from.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the game, Brad and the boys had lunch with Grandma and Grandpa at Chipotle. And then we just had a lazy afternoon.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-5664545895135805745?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5664545895135805745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=5664545895135805745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/5664545895135805745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/5664545895135805745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/09/weekend.html' title='The Weekend'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SOb8AL6KFXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/oNeQEHXKhyY/s72-c/DSC_0036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-5918132272679866188</id><published>2008-09-12T22:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T13:25:24.370-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well today, I got to go on a field trip. I went with Austin, and his class to see a play called 1776. It was in Greeley, and there wasn't room on the bus, so I drove and Bilette came along too and kept me company. It was nice to be driving Brad's car, and we even used Stella (his GPS). The play was great. And I learned a lot of new things about the writing of the Declaration of Independence. And the play was going great until one kid, from our school was caught throwing pennies into the orchastra pit. That didn't go over well. (Austin told me later, that every student had to write an apology to the Theater. He didn't like that.)&lt;br /&gt;Well, since I was gone all day... where did Lauren go after school? Well Kelly came to pick Lauren up and they spent the afternoon together. It's funny to hear all the info that Kelly got out of Lauren... Such as our afternoon activites. So, how did Kelly keep Lauren entertained? They had a little trip to the mall. And that little trip included lunch at Panda Express, because that's where Lauren and I always eat at the mall. And next on their agenda, was a stop at Build-A-Bear. Lauren, Annabelle and Gwyneth all got new bears, Lauren worked hard on stuffing them and naming them. Lauren's new bear is named Annabelle. And Annabelle's bear is named Lauren and Gwyneth's bears are named Annabelle.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, so much Kelly. Lauren had so much fun with you and the girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-5918132272679866188?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5918132272679866188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=5918132272679866188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/5918132272679866188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/5918132272679866188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/09/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-6522806068684661708</id><published>2008-09-11T21:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T00:20:17.848-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well today, Lauren and I went to the Zoo with Kelly, Annabelle and GG..... It was a great day for the zoo. It wasn't crowded, and the weather wasn't soo hot. I pulled Lauren and Annabelle around in the wagon. And if you can believe it, neither Kelly or I brought along our cameras, so sorry there are no pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-6522806068684661708?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6522806068684661708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=6522806068684661708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/6522806068684661708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/6522806068684661708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/09/zoo.html' title='The Zoo'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-922187533257927126</id><published>2008-09-06T21:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T22:49:32.583-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More Games</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SOb0aH1F5zI/AAAAAAAAAQc/FPsBgSYyBwY/s1600-h/DSC_0967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253154744989771570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SOb0aH1F5zI/AAAAAAAAAQc/FPsBgSYyBwY/s320/DSC_0967.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before the game, the teams say the YMCA Pledge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SOb0alNeFBI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KcFyXCkRiZo/s1600-h/DSC_0980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253154752876647442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SOb0alNeFBI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KcFyXCkRiZo/s320/DSC_0980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lauren is waiting to go in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SOb0a47hPQI/AAAAAAAAAQs/FXaJkwmZWt0/s1600-h/DSC_0982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253154758170066178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SOb0a47hPQI/AAAAAAAAAQs/FXaJkwmZWt0/s320/DSC_0982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SOb0bJ6f4DI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/HuulO8o2Jrg/s1600-h/DSC_0991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253154762729185330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SOb0bJ6f4DI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/HuulO8o2Jrg/s320/DSC_0991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lauren ran a lot today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Today, Lauren had her first soccer game of the fall season. She is playing on a team with her friend from last spring.  But our friend in in 1st grade, and when you play 1st grade soccer you play on bigger fields and with a goalie.  Her team, the Wildcats won, but they did get tired from running up and down the field.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SObzWonOP4I/AAAAAAAAAQE/_-uLwjoS9BI/s1600-h/DSC_0802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253153585558863746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SObzWonOP4I/AAAAAAAAAQE/_-uLwjoS9BI/s320/DSC_0802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Colton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SObzW3DRxnI/AAAAAAAAAQM/_dPLGOpZGOQ/s1600-h/DSC_0817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253153589434631794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SObzW3DRxnI/AAAAAAAAAQM/_dPLGOpZGOQ/s320/DSC_0817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colton has the red sleeves and is starting to tackle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SObzXVRSe8I/AAAAAAAAAQU/wu_tlnaIpUY/s1600-h/DSC_0950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253153597546462146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SObzXVRSe8I/AAAAAAAAAQU/wu_tlnaIpUY/s320/DSC_0950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Great game Chargers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well today Colton had his second football game. And it was early, we had to be at the fields by 8am. But the Chargers did really good, and they won their second game. We have been very pleased with the coaches. They do really good at NOT yelling at the boys.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-922187533257927126?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/922187533257927126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=922187533257927126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/922187533257927126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/922187533257927126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/09/more-games.html' title='More Games'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SOb0aH1F5zI/AAAAAAAAAQc/FPsBgSYyBwY/s72-c/DSC_0967.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-2470165839443947180</id><published>2008-09-05T21:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T08:56:47.209-06:00</updated><title type='text'>9.5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well today, Brad had to play in a golf tournament. I'm sure it was just killing him to be outside playing instead of working. But the weather has been kinda funny already. Earlier this week it was cold. And today it was a little overcast and cool.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight Austin was invited to see a friend play volleyball. He had a good time, and afterwards he went to dinner with her and her family. They went up north to the new La Fogita. I know that is one of Sonia's favorite Mexican resteraunts.&lt;br /&gt;Brad got a few movies from RedBox, and I went to a fall Kick Off for Homemade Gourmet, for my friend. After Austin and I came home we watched 21. It was a very good movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-2470165839443947180?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2470165839443947180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=2470165839443947180' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/2470165839443947180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/2470165839443947180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/09/95.html' title='9.5'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-3615675517684003436</id><published>2008-09-02T21:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T08:57:01.935-06:00</updated><title type='text'>9.2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well we had a good time in Castle Rock. The boys helped some of grandma's neighbors with some yard work. I really think Austin loved helping with the skidster, and tractor. Both the boys made a good amount of money from their job.&lt;br /&gt;I did a little shopping... I really like the outlet mall. And Brad played golf. The kids had fun working on all sorts of things in the garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today, Lauren and I had lunch with our friends, Michelle and Shelby. Michelle just got a new camera and we've been talking about our new found hobby. I can't wait until we can go out and take pictures and play with our cameras together. After lunch, we went to EB Rains park. It was nice to go to, since all the little ones had already gone home for naps and all the big kids were still in school. I think we are going to like this half day kindergarten schedule. The girls had fun chasing all the ducks, and geese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-3615675517684003436?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3615675517684003436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=3615675517684003436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/3615675517684003436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/3615675517684003436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/09/92.html' title='9.2'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-5954289404593282922</id><published>2008-08-27T21:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T08:57:22.134-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tee Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well, Brad has a good week planned for golf. He is playing on Thursday, and this weekend he has a tee time down in Colorado Springs at the Air Force Academy. He has been wanting to play there for a long time. And on Monday, he plans to play Plum Creek. That's why we're going to stay in Castle Rock for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the kids are all getting into a schedule. And they are doing good on their homework. And I will be joining them at the table doing homework too.... I am signing up for H&amp;amp;R Block's tax class again. There have been a lot of changes in the last 4 years since I've worked. So I am starting all over and taking the basic class right now. Classes start next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-5954289404593282922?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5954289404593282922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=5954289404593282922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/5954289404593282922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/5954289404593282922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/08/tee-time.html' title='Tee Time'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-4995079042044021556</id><published>2008-08-25T21:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T08:57:38.855-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pool</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well, Lauren and I have learned that if we go to the pool at noon, no one else is there. So that's our plan all this week to go to the pool after school, and just swim, swim, swim.... We know it won't last long, since the pool is closing on September 1st. And we are planning on going to Castle Rock for the weekend. Maybe, we'll be able to have some friends join us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-4995079042044021556?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4995079042044021556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=4995079042044021556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/4995079042044021556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/4995079042044021556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/08/pool.html' title='The Pool'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-7873245851436576566</id><published>2008-08-23T20:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T08:58:35.064-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you Ready for some Football</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SM3SymIS4sI/AAAAAAAAAP0/eqcVgijpK_o/s1600-h/DSC_0695.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246080907627127490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SM3SymIS4sI/AAAAAAAAAP0/eqcVgijpK_o/s320/DSC_0695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Colton is here on the bottom left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SM3Sy03r0-I/AAAAAAAAAP8/-1-EOXtyTxo/s1600-h/DSC_0709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246080911583990754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SM3Sy03r0-I/AAAAAAAAAP8/-1-EOXtyTxo/s320/DSC_0709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is my favorite picture... What a great tackle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SM3STZ6id8I/AAAAAAAAAPU/UsPpAk7MIbM/s1600-h/DSC_0579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246080371772258242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SM3STZ6id8I/AAAAAAAAAPU/UsPpAk7MIbM/s320/DSC_0579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SM3STjjeopI/AAAAAAAAAPc/BHQzdiOVt0Q/s1600-h/DSC_0591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246080374359892626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SM3STjjeopI/AAAAAAAAAPc/BHQzdiOVt0Q/s320/DSC_0591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SM3ST1KArkI/AAAAAAAAAPk/K9_SdkYlmJo/s1600-h/DSC_0609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246080379084910146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SM3ST1KArkI/AAAAAAAAAPk/K9_SdkYlmJo/s320/DSC_0609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SM3SUN-TZ_I/AAAAAAAAAPs/t5ik7lwxR0g/s1600-h/DSC_0617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246080385746692082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SM3SUN-TZ_I/AAAAAAAAAPs/t5ik7lwxR0g/s320/DSC_0617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well today, Colton had his frist game. We weren't sure how this would all work. But the team has been practicing very hard. And since Colton missed the first week of practice, he won't have any of the "good" positions, like quarterback or running back. So Colton played on defense, which means little (yes, he's the 3rd smallest on the team), Colton is having to tackle kids. We did spend a lot of the day at the field. We had to get there an hour and a half early. Then the previous game ran an hour late. Then just at we kicked off, the refs called a lightning delay. So then we all had to wait another half hour. Then the game finally started, and we played in a good rain. It was a typical Colorado 4 seasons in 4 hours kinda day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys all did great. And the Chargers won. I was surprised at the tackles that Colton made. I hope you enjoy my favorite pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Well after the game I took Colton and Lauren to McDonalds... Funny thing the first song that was playing was "Celebrate good times come on". And Colton thought they were playing that just for him, since his team won!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-7873245851436576566?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7873245851436576566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=7873245851436576566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/7873245851436576566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/7873245851436576566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/08/are-you-ready-for-some-football.html' title='Are you Ready for some Football'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SM3SymIS4sI/AAAAAAAAAP0/eqcVgijpK_o/s72-c/DSC_0695.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-2837877284451703422</id><published>2008-08-22T20:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T08:58:55.410-06:00</updated><title type='text'>8.22</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well, after getting everyone off to school, and then picking up Lauren , we decided to head to the pool. Everyone else is in school, and we have the pool to ourselves. It's so nice. Lauren did have her friend come along too. It was funny to see Lauren and her friend swim together. They both are of the same swimming abilities, and they are both the youngest of three. They both have very competitive natures as well. Lauren didn't let her friend win a race or get the dive stick first. (I guess she'll be ready for swim team next year. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-2837877284451703422?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2837877284451703422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=2837877284451703422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/2837877284451703422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/2837877284451703422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/08/822.html' title='8.22'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-3198639384346273725</id><published>2008-08-21T20:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T09:01:08.799-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Austin's in 8th Grade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SM3KmwoiGnI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Oasyi1iDyZk/s1600-h/CSC_0578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246071908195244658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SM3KmwoiGnI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Oasyi1iDyZk/s320/CSC_0578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Austin is ready for school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SM3KnJdqV1I/AAAAAAAAAOk/H83oThwYkik/s1600-h/DSC_0571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246071914860533586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SM3KnJdqV1I/AAAAAAAAAOk/H83oThwYkik/s320/DSC_0571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SM3KnjLDKRI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Z0hLpQ-pE34/s1600-h/IMG_0907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246071921761790226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SM3KnjLDKRI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Z0hLpQ-pE34/s320/IMG_0907.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here he is infront of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wow..... I can't really believe that Austin is in his last year of middle school. You know what that means for next year? Yes, High School. I don't know how I will react to that. But Austin is excited about starting school. (that was helped by the fact that they had to clean the house on their last day of summer break, and both boys are ready to be anywhere they don't have to do chores.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The construction that is happening at school is just for Austin.... They are adding classes for the Jr. High, and a new gym.  The work is scheduled to be done is February.  So Colton will enjoy the new facilities more than Austin.  But I can imagine Austin will be giving me construction updates often.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-3198639384346273725?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3198639384346273725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=3198639384346273725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/3198639384346273725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/3198639384346273725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/08/austins-in-8th-grade.html' title='Austin&apos;s in 8th Grade'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SM3KmwoiGnI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Oasyi1iDyZk/s72-c/CSC_0578.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-1998328339561757144</id><published>2008-08-21T20:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T09:01:45.196-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Colton's First Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SM3FkfdzyGI/AAAAAAAAAOU/yeBV8GrKTCA/s1600-h/DSC_0560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246066371668985954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SM3FkfdzyGI/AAAAAAAAAOU/yeBV8GrKTCA/s320/DSC_0560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Colton is ready for his first day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SM3EhICu7TI/AAAAAAAAAN8/AEDiytkC0WA/s1600-h/DSC_0556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246065214330170674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SM3EhICu7TI/AAAAAAAAAN8/AEDiytkC0WA/s320/DSC_0556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Doesn't he look handsome in uniform?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SM3EhtgTjRI/AAAAAAAAAOE/8G07byLmeXY/s1600-h/DSC_0558.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SM3Ehwxvd0I/AAAAAAAAAOM/zVF0Qqrb6tM/s1600-h/IMG_0913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246065225264756546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SM3Ehwxvd0I/AAAAAAAAAOM/zVF0Qqrb6tM/s320/IMG_0913.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is Colton's attitude about school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well today Colton is starting 4th grade. He is at the Academy still, and his teacher is a farm girl from Iowa (and those are her words). He does have a few friends in class from last year. I do think 4th grade will be a little hard for him. But he needs to learn how to work for good grades.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-1998328339561757144?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1998328339561757144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=1998328339561757144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/1998328339561757144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/1998328339561757144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/08/coltons-first-day.html' title='Colton&apos;s First Day'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SM3FkfdzyGI/AAAAAAAAAOU/yeBV8GrKTCA/s72-c/DSC_0560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-2161626645786594622</id><published>2008-08-20T19:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T09:02:05.738-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Promotion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well, as I mentioned earlier in the year, Brad has worked at the Rocky Mountain Arsenal for the last 10 years. He has worked doing a lot of construction management. And today he received a promotion to the Project Manager for the entire infrastructure for the RMA. We'll see how this pans out... He was hoping to make a career change when this project ended, but now with this promotion it looks like his time out at the RMA has also been extended, to maybe 3 more years.&lt;br /&gt;Congrats Brad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today Grandma Becky came up. She took us out to dinner at Gunther Toody's.... This time Colton had football practice, and didn't join us for dinner. We brought him home some food. Tomorrow, the boys start school. So today was their last day of summer vacation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-2161626645786594622?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2161626645786594622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=2161626645786594622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/2161626645786594622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/2161626645786594622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/08/promotion.html' title='A Promotion'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-3877986409216573524</id><published>2008-08-19T22:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T09:07:00.263-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lauren's First Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd61fIJvWI/AAAAAAAAAM8/krNo5D0WE10/s1600-h/DSC_0551_edited-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239791750776208738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd61fIJvWI/AAAAAAAAAM8/krNo5D0WE10/s320/DSC_0551_edited-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd615xq2AI/AAAAAAAAANE/chVOhwECOrQ/s1600-h/DSC_0502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239791757929666562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd615xq2AI/AAAAAAAAANE/chVOhwECOrQ/s320/DSC_0502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lauren and her new backpack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd62ZZBaoI/AAAAAAAAANM/MsQFkcPajh0/s1600-h/DSC_0504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239791766416222850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd62ZZBaoI/AAAAAAAAANM/MsQFkcPajh0/s320/DSC_0504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lauren and Daddy walking to school. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd623dIayI/AAAAAAAAANU/Sh05uJ0Jixg/s1600-h/DSC_0516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239791774486522658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd623dIayI/AAAAAAAAANU/Sh05uJ0Jixg/s320/DSC_0516.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lauren is in front of the playground. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd63tfJWWI/AAAAAAAAANc/3dqMOEDOPHs/s1600-h/DSC_0523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239791788990486882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd63tfJWWI/AAAAAAAAANc/3dqMOEDOPHs/s320/DSC_0523.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lauren and her friend from Preschool. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well today Lauren started school. It's really hard to believe she is old enough to be in kindergarten. Brad went to work late, so he could walk Lauren to school. Lauren is very excited about school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tonight Colton had his Back to School Night. He thought it was kinda weird to see his friends, even though he didn't recognize them... since they were at school and out of uniform.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-3877986409216573524?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3877986409216573524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=3877986409216573524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/3877986409216573524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/3877986409216573524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/08/laurens-first-day.html' title='Lauren&apos;s First Day'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd61fIJvWI/AAAAAAAAAM8/krNo5D0WE10/s72-c/DSC_0551_edited-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-1445780329932591169</id><published>2008-08-18T22:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T09:07:20.893-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well today we didn't do too much. We did have to finalize all the kids school supplies. And since I waited until after vacation to start shopping, we had to go to a few stores. Austin had his Back to School Night. He received his schedule, and is excited about starting school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-1445780329932591169?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1445780329932591169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=1445780329932591169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/1445780329932591169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/1445780329932591169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/08/well-today-we-didnt-do-too-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-6879312213894502880</id><published>2008-08-17T22:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T09:07:46.862-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well the weather finally cleared up. And the sun was shining for the first time in like 3 days.... The boys had fun on grandpa's tractor. And Lauren started riding her little bike with no training wheels. Now we just have to convince her, that she can ride her bike at home with no training wheels too. Grandma and Grandpa have a great driveway for learning how to ride a bike. It's the same place Austin learned how to ride his bike. She did have a couple of falls, and a big scrape on her elbow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-6879312213894502880?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6879312213894502880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=6879312213894502880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/6879312213894502880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/6879312213894502880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/08/well-weather-finally-cleared-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-1859739990615180114</id><published>2008-08-16T22:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T09:08:03.478-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well we came down to Castle Rock last night. Brad has a tee time scheduled for the Air Force Academy this afternoon. But if it doesn't quit raining, I doubt he'll play. We are all just hanging out, and watching the Olympics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-1859739990615180114?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1859739990615180114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=1859739990615180114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/1859739990615180114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/1859739990615180114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/08/well-we-came-down-to-castle-rock-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-6076408018304515356</id><published>2008-08-15T22:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T22:06:24.022-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So today  the weather turned, and it was kinda wet and cold.  It rained a lot.  So we just caught up on things around the house.  And mapped out our carpool schedule for all the kids.  It looks like I will be taking Lauren to school in the morning.  Then picking her up, and she and I will have the afternoons.  Then, we'll be doing afternoon carpool duty at the Academy.  Hopefully the parking lot will not be too bad, since there is major construction on the school.  It should be fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-6076408018304515356?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6076408018304515356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=6076408018304515356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/6076408018304515356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/6076408018304515356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-today-weather-turned-and-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-6877989132183427410</id><published>2008-08-14T21:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T09:08:32.222-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More Summer Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLTRBl3uTqI/AAAAAAAAAMk/R4Qlnze8PW8/s1600-h/untitled1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239042091814637218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLTRBl3uTqI/AAAAAAAAAMk/R4Qlnze8PW8/s320/untitled1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bailey &amp;amp; Lauren &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLTRBzA0qGI/AAAAAAAAAMs/9lQs9FoJVaY/s1600-h/untitled3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239042095342463074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLTRBzA0qGI/AAAAAAAAAMs/9lQs9FoJVaY/s320/untitled3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's like they went camping! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLTRB2dJzVI/AAAAAAAAAM0/DcOyQ2ClVSA/s1600-h/untitled6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239042096266595666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLTRB2dJzVI/AAAAAAAAAM0/DcOyQ2ClVSA/s320/untitled6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the girls with their Hannah Montana Build-a-Bears&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So what else can we fit into summer? Well, Colton had football. Lauren had her Meet the Teacher Night at School. We found out that one of her classmates from preschool will be in her class. After all of this, Taylor came to spend the night with Colton. And Lauren had another sleepover with Bailey. Aren't these pictures too cute??? How did these girls get all these matching outfits and bears?&lt;br /&gt;And Brad picked up a new washer for me today. (He got the dryer yesterday.) Now, I guess, I have no excuses for putting off doing the laundry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-6877989132183427410?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6877989132183427410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=6877989132183427410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/6877989132183427410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/6877989132183427410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/08/more-summer-fun.html' title='More Summer Fun'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLTRBl3uTqI/AAAAAAAAAMk/R4Qlnze8PW8/s72-c/untitled1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-6589599290144875911</id><published>2008-08-13T21:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T09:08:57.084-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp Rock Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLTO2Kyc2NI/AAAAAAAAAMU/ufuWt14JyK8/s1600-h/IMG_0898_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239039696542947538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLTO2Kyc2NI/AAAAAAAAAMU/ufuWt14JyK8/s320/IMG_0898_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Girls....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLTO218jVhI/AAAAAAAAAMc/hDhDTiXS8jY/s1600-h/IMG_0901_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239039708128040466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLTO218jVhI/AAAAAAAAAMc/hDhDTiXS8jY/s320/IMG_0901_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the Boys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So today we had our Camp Rock Party. We invited lots of friends, and thought it would be cool to watch the movie together. Man the candy sure went fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And tonight, Colton and Lauren winded up having a sleepover. They both spent the night with Charlie &amp;amp; Gabby. How did that happen? Austin liked having a quiet house.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-6589599290144875911?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6589599290144875911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=6589599290144875911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/6589599290144875911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/6589599290144875911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/08/camp-rock-party_13.html' title='Camp Rock Party'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLTO2Kyc2NI/AAAAAAAAAMU/ufuWt14JyK8/s72-c/IMG_0898_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-6661805721108545075</id><published>2008-08-12T21:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T09:09:15.848-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Elitch's</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well we made our way to Elitch's again. Not sure if we'll make it to the water park there again. We went with some friends. The kids all had someone to pair up with. And we had a great day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-6661805721108545075?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6661805721108545075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=6661805721108545075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/6661805721108545075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/6661805721108545075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/08/elitchs.html' title='Elitch&apos;s'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-5829265282294344349</id><published>2008-08-11T20:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T09:09:34.963-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well since our flight got in really late, we all tried to sleep in. It's always nice to come back home. I tried to get umpacked and clean up.... But my dryer had other plans, like konking out today.... So as soon as we have some time, and as soon as Brad does his research, we'll be getting a new dryer.&lt;br /&gt;We also had plans to go to Elitch's today, but we moved them to tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;And today Colton had his first day of football practice. Yes, I signed him up, and he got on a team with some friends, and baseball teammates. It looks like football will be hard, and a big time commitment. But, I think it will be good for Colton. Since, this will be his first year in the sport, he will have a lot to learn, and he may not be in a starting position. Practice offically started last week, so Colton will not have a chance to be a running back. And I have a lot to learn about football. For instance, Colton did not have the proper practice clothes, and equipment. SO he didn't really get to practice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-5829265282294344349?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5829265282294344349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=5829265282294344349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/5829265282294344349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/5829265282294344349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-home.html' title='Back Home'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-5878355692012822512</id><published>2008-08-10T20:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T20:57:46.365-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day in San Diego</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLTB4KJHd8I/AAAAAAAAALs/nO4Dk92wRvM/s1600-h/IMG_0842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239025437078157250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLTB4KJHd8I/AAAAAAAAALs/nO4Dk92wRvM/s320/IMG_0842.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last time looking at the Pacific Ocean for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLTB4T3wQBI/AAAAAAAAAL0/93TLWE-Ncbo/s1600-h/IMG_0849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239025439689687058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLTB4T3wQBI/AAAAAAAAAL0/93TLWE-Ncbo/s320/IMG_0849.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look, Austin is reading a map.... oh no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLTB5SbGByI/AAAAAAAAAL8/jK0d5-kMzTI/s1600-h/IMG_0855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239025456480913186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLTB5SbGByI/AAAAAAAAAL8/jK0d5-kMzTI/s320/IMG_0855.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colton is checking out all the ships in the harbor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLTB5mgchKI/AAAAAAAAAME/oYuoLty-7sg/s1600-h/IMG_0858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239025461872067746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLTB5mgchKI/AAAAAAAAAME/oYuoLty-7sg/s320/IMG_0858.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Lauren coming down the spiral staircase in the Lighthouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLTB64iH15I/AAAAAAAAAMM/CVzeyOWJR2Q/s1600-h/IMG_0888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239025483890808722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLTB64iH15I/AAAAAAAAAMM/CVzeyOWJR2Q/s320/IMG_0888.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Model Railroad Museum, photo by Austin  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well today our vacation comes to an end.... We went to the Point Loma Light House, and Austin wanted to visit the Model RailRoad Museum. The MRRM is in Balboa Park. As we arrived Lauren and I decided we would rather hang out in the international villages. We really enjoyed walking around and visiting different cottages. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;After the Museum and Park closed, it was time to take back the rental car, and head to the airport. We arrived a little early, and when we checked in we learned our flight was delayed 3 hours. So we were really early. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What did we do to pass the time, read the newspaper, and magazines. Colton, however, is never content with just sitting still. So he got me good!! I was sitting in the hall, in a long row of chairs. On both sides of the row of chairs were doors that went outside the airport. Colton, got up to go to the bathroom, and instead of coming back the way he previously walked, he went outside the airport. When he came back in, I was sitting on the first chair, reading the newspaper... And he jumped and screamed at me from out of nowhere. First, I about had a heartattack, then I jumped, so high that my shoe went flying across the aisle, and I screamed too. Colton thought he was so funny... And so did the guys sitting on the other end of the chairs, (they were laughing pretty hard!) Colton saw my anger, as I put back on my shoe, and started walking towards him. That crazy cat... He ran straight for the men's bathroom, and stayed there for quite a while. For the rest of the night, he was definately trying to make it up to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;To kill the rest of the time, we sat in a nearby Chili's and watched the Olympics. We made it home pretty late.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-5878355692012822512?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5878355692012822512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=5878355692012822512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/5878355692012822512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/5878355692012822512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/08/last-day-in-san-diego.html' title='Last Day in San Diego'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLTB4KJHd8I/AAAAAAAAALs/nO4Dk92wRvM/s72-c/IMG_0842.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-8053256648210054127</id><published>2008-08-09T23:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T09:10:10.703-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Midway</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So this morning, Austin rode in the elevator with Terrel Owens, of the Dallas Cowboys. Brad and I kept quizzing him, about how he knew it was TO. He told us TO had a playbook, and described TO in a way, that we knew it was TO. Too bad Austin didn't snag a picture on his phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin has wanted to tour the USS Midway, and that's what we did today. It was an awesome thing to tour. We learned a lot. I personally would not want to be on a ship any longer than necessary, much less six months.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kodakgallery.com/Slideshow.jsp?UV=668222239838_329648659306&amp;amp;mode=fromsite&amp;amp;collid=11680997706.616498659306.1219555835498&amp;amp;conn_speed=1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.kodakgallery.com/Slideshow.jsp?UV=668222239838_329648659306&amp;amp;mode=fromsite&amp;amp;collid=11680997706.616498659306.1219555835498&amp;amp;conn_speed=1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-8053256648210054127?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/8053256648210054127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=8053256648210054127' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/8053256648210054127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/8053256648210054127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/08/midway.html' title='The Midway'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-5523946718488684127</id><published>2008-08-08T22:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T09:10:28.070-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Legoland Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well we bought 2 day passes for Legoland. So today, Brad and the kids went to Legoland, and I headed to the nearby outlet mall. It wasn't as nice as the one in Castle Rock. I think that is definitely my favorite. After Legoland, we went to Inn-N-Out Burger again. As we were leaving, we saw a beautiful Mercedes Benz drive into the parking lot. And when the guy got out of the car, he looked kinda scruffy, and not the type who would be driving this nice car. So we took another look at the car, and on the license plates was: IKE TURNER. So we believed we had a star sighting.... Ike Turner. (we later found out when we got home Ike passed away in December, so it was someone else. )&lt;br /&gt;After dinner we returned to the hotel, and I ran over to the nearby mall. But as I was leaving there was a lot of commotion in the hotel. Outside in the courtyard there was a wedding. And in the bar there were a lot of people. I finally figured it out... the Dallas Cowboys are staying in our hotel. So lots of people were trying to get autographs and pictures. The Cowboys will be playing the Chargers tomorrow for a preseason game.&lt;br /&gt;And to finish off the night we watched parts of the Opening Ceremonies for the Olympics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-5523946718488684127?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5523946718488684127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=5523946718488684127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/5523946718488684127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/5523946718488684127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/08/legoland-part-2.html' title='Legoland Part 2'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-6306886218933554287</id><published>2008-08-07T21:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T09:10:55.048-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sea World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLDoqtyXodI/AAAAAAAAALM/6WlflZKzyGw/s1600-h/DSC_0285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237942187174896082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLDoqtyXodI/AAAAAAAAALM/6WlflZKzyGw/s320/DSC_0285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Today we made our way to Sea World... We all liked it. There are lots of new things, since the last time we were there. There are new night time shows that were awesome. And there are also fireworks now at night also. There was a ride, Journey to Atlantis.... It's an awesome water ride. Austin and Lauren sat in the front and they got sopping wet. We all highly recommend this ride. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;More Pictures @&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kodakgallery.com/Slideshow.jsp?UV=668222239838_329648659306&amp;amp;mode=fromsite&amp;amp;collid=11680997706.480568659306.1219553022747&amp;amp;conn_speed=1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.kodakgallery.com/Slideshow.jsp?UV=668222239838_329648659306&amp;amp;mode=fromsite&amp;amp;collid=11680997706.480568659306.1219553022747&amp;amp;conn_speed=1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-6306886218933554287?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6306886218933554287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=6306886218933554287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/6306886218933554287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/6306886218933554287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/08/sea-world.html' title='Sea World'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLDoqtyXodI/AAAAAAAAALM/6WlflZKzyGw/s72-c/DSC_0285.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-2969376765219269692</id><published>2008-08-06T21:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T21:44:50.071-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day at the Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLDYc9io_wI/AAAAAAAAAK0/9cyPnx_GWFI/s1600-h/IMG_0624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237924358699679490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLDYc9io_wI/AAAAAAAAAK0/9cyPnx_GWFI/s320/IMG_0624.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLDYdEqEajI/AAAAAAAAAK8/IgL6YDjEMTo/s1600-h/IMG_0665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237924360609884722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLDYdEqEajI/AAAAAAAAAK8/IgL6YDjEMTo/s320/IMG_0665.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLDYdhO8DfI/AAAAAAAAALE/jsT0yRykdSw/s1600-h/IMG_0676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237924368280718834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLDYdhO8DfI/AAAAAAAAALE/jsT0yRykdSw/s320/IMG_0676.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well today we just went to the beach. We had a lot of fun. The kids loved just playing in the sand. The water was perfect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Here are our pictures:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kodakgallery.com/Slideshow.jsp?UV=824946181509_302257659306&amp;amp;mode=fromsite&amp;amp;collid=11680997706.615711649306.1219548958065&amp;amp;conn_speed=1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;http://www.kodakgallery.com/Slideshow.jsp?UV=824946181509_302257659306&amp;amp;mode=fromsite&amp;amp;collid=11680997706.615711649306.1219548958065&amp;amp;conn_speed=1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-2969376765219269692?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2969376765219269692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=2969376765219269692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/2969376765219269692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/2969376765219269692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/08/day-at-beach.html' title='A Day at the Beach'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLDYc9io_wI/AAAAAAAAAK0/9cyPnx_GWFI/s72-c/IMG_0624.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-4155292333363463343</id><published>2008-08-05T21:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T23:38:20.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLDW2SlWGgI/AAAAAAAAAKk/APQ9Ud1crls/s1600-h/IMG_0605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237922594821642754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLDW2SlWGgI/AAAAAAAAAKk/APQ9Ud1crls/s320/IMG_0605.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLDW2iy_ZNI/AAAAAAAAAKs/n5Va1SgjRg8/s1600-h/IMG_0606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237922599173842130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLDW2iy_ZNI/AAAAAAAAAKs/n5Va1SgjRg8/s320/IMG_0606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well today, Brad and I had our 13th Anniversary... Man it seems like we've been married forever! Today, Brad had a nice treat and played Torrey Pines Golf Course. He had a good round, and said the views were beautiful. The kids and I stayed at the pool and had a nice lazy day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All pictures are @&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kodakgallery.com/Slideshow.jsp?UV=824946181509_302257659306&amp;amp;mode=fromsite&amp;amp;collid=11680997706.678201649306.1219548958065&amp;amp;conn_speed=1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.kodakgallery.com/Slideshow.jsp?UV=824946181509_302257659306&amp;amp;mode=fromsite&amp;amp;collid=11680997706.678201649306.1219548958065&amp;amp;conn_speed=1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-4155292333363463343?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4155292333363463343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=4155292333363463343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/4155292333363463343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/4155292333363463343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLDW2SlWGgI/AAAAAAAAAKk/APQ9Ud1crls/s72-c/IMG_0605.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-2163096311807674891</id><published>2008-08-04T15:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T23:38:44.122-06:00</updated><title type='text'>LegoLand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKuKX4RMlSI/AAAAAAAAAKc/C4T1XC4O61Y/s1600-h/IMG_0495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236431134594471202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKuKX4RMlSI/AAAAAAAAAKc/C4T1XC4O61Y/s320/IMG_0495.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKuJY07mGKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/mI0gll4c8Hw/s1600-h/IMG_0497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236430051366803618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKuJY07mGKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/mI0gll4c8Hw/s320/IMG_0497.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKuJZIBIH1I/AAAAAAAAAKU/-_0yK0eetac/s1600-h/IMG_0494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236430056490278738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKuJZIBIH1I/AAAAAAAAAKU/-_0yK0eetac/s320/IMG_0494.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today we made our way to Legoland... We all love this place. It's so cool. We don't recommend waiting for the new Indiana Jones Ride. It wasn't that good. Austin returned to his first offical roller coaster, Race Track. It was exactly as he remembered.... But he enjoyed it more this time. We had In-N-Out Burger... for dinner. It was so yummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;See all our pictures @ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kodakgallery.com/Slideshow.jsp?UV=114711103976_349527749306&amp;amp;mode=fromsite&amp;amp;collid=11680997706.436620649306.1219201716008&amp;amp;conn_speed=1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.kodakgallery.com/Slideshow.jsp?UV=114711103976_349527749306&amp;amp;mode=fromsite&amp;amp;collid=11680997706.436620649306.1219201716008&amp;amp;conn_speed=1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-2163096311807674891?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2163096311807674891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=2163096311807674891' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/2163096311807674891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/2163096311807674891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/08/legoland.html' title='LegoLand'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKuKX4RMlSI/AAAAAAAAAKc/C4T1XC4O61Y/s72-c/IMG_0495.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-1655064070661858538</id><published>2008-08-03T15:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T23:43:36.627-06:00</updated><title type='text'>San Diego Here we Come</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLD08Q08zVI/AAAAAAAAALU/-lKUIFcHcCY/s1600-h/DSC_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237955682778271058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLD08Q08zVI/AAAAAAAAALU/-lKUIFcHcCY/s320/DSC_0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLD085YyivI/AAAAAAAAALc/CH404gTadkk/s1600-h/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237955693666011890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLD085YyivI/AAAAAAAAALc/CH404gTadkk/s320/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLD09AuGXdI/AAAAAAAAALk/ah6ayCq108E/s1600-h/DSC_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237955695634439634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLD09AuGXdI/AAAAAAAAALk/ah6ayCq108E/s320/DSC_0044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well we had an early flight to San Diego. Which gave us some time to take in a baseball game at Petco Park. (Because I have to keep up with Annabelle.) This was an awesome park. I liked the outfield, as did the kids. They have a huge sand box out in dead center field. The kids would of loved to stayed there and play all day. The Padres were playing the Giants. So it was hard to root for either team, but we thought since we were in the Padres park, that we'd cheer for them. They did have a good game it was 5 to 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-1655064070661858538?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1655064070661858538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=1655064070661858538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/1655064070661858538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/1655064070661858538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/08/san-diego-here-we-come.html' title='San Diego Here we Come'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLD08Q08zVI/AAAAAAAAALU/-lKUIFcHcCY/s72-c/DSC_0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-1556341078063925946</id><published>2008-08-02T15:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T21:40:04.997-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Swim Meet 8.2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKjulKfvG9I/AAAAAAAAAIk/-1GbyxLliCQ/s1600-h/08+01+08_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235696889058237394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKjulKfvG9I/AAAAAAAAAIk/-1GbyxLliCQ/s320/08+01+08_0046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colton is waiting for his first race&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKjulcytdQI/AAAAAAAAAIs/P-faCmDzMj8/s1600-h/08+01+08_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235696893969659138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKjulcytdQI/AAAAAAAAAIs/P-faCmDzMj8/s320/08+01+08_0048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colton &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKjul2-YYCI/AAAAAAAAAI0/slQUWJ4ECPU/s1600-h/08+01+08_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235696900997931042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKjul2-YYCI/AAAAAAAAAI0/slQUWJ4ECPU/s320/08+01+08_0121.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Austin &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKjumJvD2ZI/AAAAAAAAAI8/MmS1KNHembI/s1600-h/08+01+08_0155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235696906033944978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKjumJvD2ZI/AAAAAAAAAI8/MmS1KNHembI/s320/08+01+08_0155.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Colton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our last swim meet was today... It was a large swim meet. There were a lot of teams from around the area. We were glad that the meet was at our pool. The kids saw friends from different teams. Austin swam against an old school mate. And he competed very well against his friendly competition.... We also had a pot luck and pool party for the end of the year... The boys had lots of fun there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-1556341078063925946?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1556341078063925946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=1556341078063925946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/1556341078063925946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/1556341078063925946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/08/swim-meet-82.html' title='Swim Meet 8.2'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKjulKfvG9I/AAAAAAAAAIk/-1GbyxLliCQ/s72-c/08+01+08_0046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-8656894228420903364</id><published>2008-07-31T15:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T15:45:42.485-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Water World</title><content type='html'>Yeah, we had another day at Water World with our friends... It was  a good day, since it was so hot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-8656894228420903364?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/8656894228420903364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=8656894228420903364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/8656894228420903364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/8656894228420903364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/07/water-world_31.html' title='Water World'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-5914864616380250892</id><published>2008-07-28T22:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T15:44:42.831-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well today, we are trying to get back in the groove, and routine of getting up early. That didn't go so well. We are trying to go to VBS at our church. Lauren was not having that. She is still recovering from our weekend activities.&lt;br /&gt;Grandma came up to hang out. Of course she brought Scarlet.&lt;br /&gt;Grandma took us to dinner tonight at Gunther Toody's. And on Monday's Kids Eat Free..... So after dinner we were all saying Thanks to Grandma for Dinner, except for Colton. Colton was very quick to point out that he didn't have to say thank you... Because he ate for free. Only Colton!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-5914864616380250892?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5914864616380250892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=5914864616380250892' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/5914864616380250892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/5914864616380250892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/07/well-today-we-are-trying-to-get-back-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-3127051689335140246</id><published>2008-07-26T15:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T21:32:19.772-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKjsdw5pj7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/DFSR4anlGss/s1600-h/07+26+08_0263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235694562905264050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKjsdw5pj7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/DFSR4anlGss/s320/07+26+08_0263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; The Tent where the boys slept...boys being Austin, Colton &amp;amp; Todd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKjseC0KjBI/AAAAAAAAAIM/T1WltikbC80/s1600-h/07+26+08_0265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235694567714098194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKjseC0KjBI/AAAAAAAAAIM/T1WltikbC80/s320/07+26+08_0265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Colton is riding the 4 wheeler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKjsemHXXrI/AAAAAAAAAIU/wWxn25YgWkQ/s1600-h/07+26+08_0282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235694577189871282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKjsemHXXrI/AAAAAAAAAIU/wWxn25YgWkQ/s320/07+26+08_0282.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Austin and Daisy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKjsey78SgI/AAAAAAAAAIc/dYHdnriIfyk/s1600-h/07+26+08_0296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235694580631620098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKjsey78SgI/AAAAAAAAAIc/dYHdnriIfyk/s320/07+26+08_0296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Lauren was riding all by herself.  She loved the 4 wheelers.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We are headed up to Winter Park for the weekend.... I made my annual appearance to the mountains. The Houghtons joined us. It was fun to hang out, but it was weird not to see Dave &amp;amp; Em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-3127051689335140246?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3127051689335140246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=3127051689335140246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/3127051689335140246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/3127051689335140246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/07/winter-park.html' title='Winter Park'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKjsdw5pj7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/DFSR4anlGss/s72-c/07+26+08_0263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-3938569029055109539</id><published>2008-07-24T22:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T21:57:10.981-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Water World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKjxJCuqb2I/AAAAAAAAAJE/PMSAQsjb_Dg/s1600-h/IMG_0473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235699704471908194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKjxJCuqb2I/AAAAAAAAAJE/PMSAQsjb_Dg/s320/IMG_0473.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Lauren in the Lazy River&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKjxJmdiubI/AAAAAAAAAJM/nElHA-dam8M/s1600-h/IMG_0481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235699714063776178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKjxJmdiubI/AAAAAAAAAJM/nElHA-dam8M/s320/IMG_0481.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bailey and Austin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So today, we made a trip to Water World. We have never been there. We went with Lauren's friend Bailey. Bailey and Michelle, got there early and saved us awesome seats, in the water. There was so much to do. Austin and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; tried the Wave! They both had fun, it was hard though. And we spent a lot of time in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LazyRiver&lt;/span&gt;. We also went down the Colorado slide twice. It was a great day to be in the water. It was really warm today. And we stayed in Thunder Bay for a while. Those are some big, strong waves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;As for tonight, Lauren had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;VBS&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; had Football. I had some help from Michelle, as I am not good at being in two places at one. (Brad was playing golf in Castle Rock). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;VBS&lt;/span&gt;, we still had enough energy to go to the Orchards. (It's a near by outdoor mall) The Disney Channel, was having a screening of Camp Rock. So the movie started at 9:00. We had fun watching Camp Rock. We love musicals. After the movie we came straight home and we all crashed.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-3938569029055109539?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3938569029055109539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=3938569029055109539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/3938569029055109539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/3938569029055109539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/07/water-world.html' title='Water World'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKjxJCuqb2I/AAAAAAAAAJE/PMSAQsjb_Dg/s72-c/IMG_0473.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-2352113464818212069</id><published>2008-07-23T22:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T22:53:05.757-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The ThunderBirds</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well, today the ThunderBirds were in Cheyenne for Cheyenne Frontier Days. So Brad took the day off and we got up early to make the drive. The show started at 10, but we were up there by about 8:30. The first show was in a field. It was fun to see all the tricks that these great aircraft could do. They were very loud as well! The show only lasted for about 30 minutes. So, next it was onto the Air Base, where you could walk around all the planes. That was easier said than done. First, it took us 45 minutes to get out of the parking lot. That left a bad taste in Brad's mouth about ever coming back. Well after we left the parking lot, you had to go to a nearby mall, to be shuttled to the Air Force Base. Once again was a little chaotic, and there were long lines. The efficiency of the Cheyenne Police, and traffic control was awful...But we finally made it to the base and walked around and saw all kinds of planes, parachutes, and gliders. The weather was also nice, with a slight overcast. As we were leaving, the overcast turned into a downpour of rain. Luckily, we didn't get too wet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So on our way home, we stopped in Fort Collins. We had dinner at Beau Jo's. And we drove around the campus, and showed the boys where Brad went to school. We also stopped by our old apartment. We also drove by Spradley Barr. It was weird to drive around Ft Collins, it has grown and changed a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise pictures will follow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-2352113464818212069?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2352113464818212069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=2352113464818212069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/2352113464818212069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/2352113464818212069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/07/thunderbirds.html' title='The ThunderBirds'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-3673154272869805963</id><published>2008-07-22T22:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T22:52:44.660-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well today we had planned to go to the Bay with all the Preschool teachers. I had never been to the Bay. It's a nice, but small pool. It had a few slides. All the girls had fun spending time together. And all of us adults had fun catching up as well. We weren't there too long until the power went out. So they closed the pool. That wasn't too fun since it was hot today. We killed some time at a near by Big Lots. Because Colton had a sports physical at 3:30. ( He needs a physical to play football.) So after that, it was back home. And time for a quick dinner. Lauren is going to Vacation Bible School this week, at her preschool. So unto VBS, and Colton's Football conditioning camp. He had to try out for a team. It's cute to see the boys put on numbers, and be timed on how fast they are, and how far they can throw a ball. He's trying to get on a team with some of his friends... Sorry, no pictures today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-3673154272869805963?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3673154272869805963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=3673154272869805963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/3673154272869805963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/3673154272869805963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/07/bay.html' title='The Bay'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-3565767126493668147</id><published>2008-07-20T21:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T21:58:09.258-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Busy Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well the weekend has flown by... Here are a few highlights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friday, Brad took a half day and meet us at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Elitch's&lt;/span&gt;.  It was nice and hot, so it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;definately&lt;/span&gt; a day for the Water Park.  Austin did the Edge, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; and I did the Rip &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Qurl&lt;/span&gt;.  We had a great time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Saturday held a lots of activities.  First was the Swim Meet in the southern most part of Denver.  It was a very hot day, and the meet was very big.  There were 4 teams, and it lasted almost 5 hours.  Grandma Becky, Grandpa John, Jake &amp;amp; Emily joined us.  The boys did very well.  Austin is improving a lot.  And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; had some good competition.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After the meet, we all split up.  Austin went to spend the night with Jake &amp;amp; Emily.  They went swimming, and had plans to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;TinyTown&lt;/span&gt; on Sunday.  He had a great time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Lauren went to spend the night in Castle Rock.  They swam at Jake &amp;amp; Emily's pool first, and then headed down to CR.  Lauren had a special present for Scarlet.  A really cute pink and black striped dog dress.  Yes, a dog dress!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well with the kids being cared for Brad and I had the rest of the day to run errands.  We decided to do a little shopping.  We're trying to get some pictures, and things for the house.  But we winded up making a few extra purchases.  Austin got a new hat, backpack on wheels, a wooden boat, and new bedding.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; got new shoes, and a Broncos shirt.  I got 2 new swimsuits.  And Brad also got new clothes.  Lauren didn't get anything, and yes that's a first.  She will get a new backpack when she goes shopping with Brad later this week.  ( I thought for Kindergarten, she should pick out her first backpack.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After lots of shopping, Brad and I meet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Bj&lt;/span&gt;, Kelly &amp;amp; Annabelle for dinner at Texas Roadhouse.  Yum.... I don't even have to look at the menu, because I always order the same thing.  Roadkill.  It's so good.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next, Kelly and I made our way to the movie theater to see Momma Mia.  (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;BJ&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Brad took Annabelle home, as 7:00 is her bedtime.)  We enjoyed the movie. Afterwards, we hung out at their house, and watched &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now, unto Sunday.... Brad woke up to watch the British Open.  We do feel bad for Greg Norman, as he lost.  Then we had to get ready for the Rockies Game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We got tickets in a suite at Coors Field.  So this was the first time we've sat in a suite, and is why we couldn't bring the kids with us.  Not that we couldn't get tickets for them, but that then they would always want to sit in an air conditioned room, with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; and stocked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;refrigerator&lt;/span&gt; and food tray.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We were really glad to be in the suite, as it was only 102 today in Denver.  But the Rockies had a great game.  The final score was 11-3!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next we had to pick up the kids.  We went to Jake &amp;amp; Emily's, and later meet everyone else at Olive Garden.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally, we made our way home, and are going to catch up on some much needed rest, by going to bed early.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-3565767126493668147?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3565767126493668147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=3565767126493668147' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/3565767126493668147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/3565767126493668147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/07/busy-weekend.html' title='A Busy Weekend'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-768918779622627704</id><published>2008-07-17T22:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T22:07:39.464-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stapleton SwimMeet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Today we went to Aurora, to see my Dad for a little bit. He's just hanging out, trying to kill time between all his Dr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;appointments&lt;/span&gt;, physical therapy, and VA appointments. We also wanted to drag him along to the boys swim meet in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Stapleton&lt;/span&gt;. The weather held off.... It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to rain, but it was just kinda cloudy, but still warm. The swim meet went well. The funniest part of the meet was when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; and a few friends were sitting on the edge of the pool. There was a race in progress, and as soon as the swimmers swam past &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt;, Brad pushed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; in the water unexpectedly. Soon after the coach from the other team, came over to scold &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Colton's&lt;/span&gt; friends, and we all had to point the finger at Brad, as being the trouble maker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-768918779622627704?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/768918779622627704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=768918779622627704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/768918779622627704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/768918779622627704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-we-went-to-aurora-to-see-my-dad.html' title='Stapleton SwimMeet'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-7766935807546417961</id><published>2008-07-07T22:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T22:37:28.945-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More Painting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well I bought paint for Lauren's room back in December.  So today, I'm going to keep on painting.  So Lauren's room is now Tutu Pink.  (It's only taken me 5 1/2 years to get my little girl a pink room.  I'm finally getting Brad to break away from beige.)  It's a very pretty soft pink.  I now just need to finish her bedroom door and closet doors.  And clean out everything I found under her bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-7766935807546417961?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7766935807546417961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=7766935807546417961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/7766935807546417961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/7766935807546417961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/07/more-painting.html' title='More Painting'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-5475945746213717124</id><published>2008-07-04T22:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T22:31:14.551-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well, I've been talking about painting the upstairs of our house forever... And today's the day I'm going to start painting. I started with painting the baseboards, semigloss white. Hopefully that makes cleaning them easier. Tomorrow, I'll paint the hallway.&lt;br /&gt;We also had tickets to the Colorado Rapids game today. It was warm today. And we got to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stadium&lt;/span&gt; early, because they had a carnival outside the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;stadium&lt;/span&gt;. Everything was free, and that made all the lines super long. I think the kids only got to do 3 things before the game started. I had never been to a Soccer game before, and I thought it was okay. The Rapids won 4 to 0. (In soccer that is a blowout.) We stayed for fireworks after the game. We thought it would be like the Rockies fireworks. But the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stadium&lt;/span&gt; didn't turn off the lights, and they had a video montage playing during the fireworks, which kinda distracted from the fireworks. And when we left, all of the roads turned into immediate parking lots. It was kinda crazy. When we finally made it home, Felicia informed us of the Fireworks at Coors Field. I can't believe I missed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tonight's&lt;/span&gt; Rockies game. Long story short the Rockies came back and beat the Florida Marlins 18-17. After hearing all the details, I can't believe I was at a soccer game instead of a Rockes game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-5475945746213717124?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5475945746213717124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=5475945746213717124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/5475945746213717124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/5475945746213717124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-1050117841487427764</id><published>2008-07-02T22:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T22:14:52.050-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanted</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well Kelly is about to have a new baby in just about a month. So we wanted to get together and see a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;movie&lt;/span&gt; before the baby arrives. I'm not that big into movies, so Kelly choose, Wanted.  I didn't know much about the movie, except that Angelina Jolie was in it.  It reminded me a lot of the Fight Club, and the Matrix.  It did have a good story, but there was a little too much blood  for me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Scarlet is also visiting.  Grandma is gone to Iowa for the week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-1050117841487427764?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1050117841487427764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=1050117841487427764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/1050117841487427764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/1050117841487427764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/07/wanted.html' title='Wanted'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5313124384004000244.post-1710862402489880216</id><published>2008-06-29T21:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T22:06:56.957-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I can Ride my Bike</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKj0kSWplNI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VJ0Vw1ICx_E/s1600-h/DSC_0476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235703471057507538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKj0kSWplNI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VJ0Vw1ICx_E/s320/DSC_0476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She'll be riding around with the big kids before long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKj0kmfd9JI/AAAAAAAAAJc/eqsaxoqQrG8/s1600-h/DSC_0483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235703476463203474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKj0kmfd9JI/AAAAAAAAAJc/eqsaxoqQrG8/s320/DSC_0483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brad took the training wheels off....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKj0lFqD_II/AAAAAAAAAJk/Cs8Jbtbwwoc/s1600-h/DSC_0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235703484829138050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKj0lFqD_II/AAAAAAAAAJk/Cs8Jbtbwwoc/s320/DSC_0624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She needs a little help from Dad.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKj0la81S1I/AAAAAAAAAJs/QNpY577z7a4/s1600-h/DSC_0634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235703490545011538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKj0la81S1I/AAAAAAAAAJs/QNpY577z7a4/s320/DSC_0634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She's doing it.&lt;br /&gt;Well Lauren is working on riding her bike....&lt;br /&gt;It's been going okay. Here are some pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5313124384004000244-1710862402489880216?l=clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1710862402489880216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5313124384004000244&amp;postID=1710862402489880216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/1710862402489880216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5313124384004000244/posts/default/1710862402489880216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingmanchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-can-ride-my-bike.html' title='I can Ride my Bike'/><author><name>Noelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12389133753955494392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SLd8C-b1fAI/AAAAAAAAANk/KIXR3wV4bN4/S220/IMG_0843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y-pL7wSLXWA/SKj0kSWplNI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VJ0Vw1ICx_E/s72-c/DSC_0476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
