<?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-6182961437012426525</id><updated>2012-01-19T22:07:49.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplify, Relax........Enjoy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-2232489912462577094</id><published>2011-12-28T08:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T08:31:05.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On our Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s8-u-3cVPmM/Tvs2AB1ut0I/AAAAAAAAAbU/k_Dc28Z95ko/s1600/woodbury_mn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s8-u-3cVPmM/Tvs2AB1ut0I/AAAAAAAAAbU/k_Dc28Z95ko/s320/woodbury_mn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691201928234448706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 13 years since I moved back to Utah from Arizona after high school.  We have loved it.  Spanish Fork has been such a great place to live. But we are moving on.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff has received a once in a lifetime job opportunity out in Woodbury, Minnesota.  Yes, I'm already freezing to death just thinking about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minnesota won't be our final destination though.  After about 6 months of training, we will be headed to another unknown location in the U.S. for more training.  Then after that Jeff will get his own branch to manage somewhere else in the U.S.  haha  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a scary prospect, but we are so greatful to be able to see different parts of the U.S.  You only live once, right? It will also be good to mingle with the saints outside of Utah.  I know as long as we have the church, we'll have family.    With this job, we won't end up back in Utah, but we are hoping to get back in the West.  We'd love to end up in the North West.  So we'll see.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I'll be sure to keep a better blog so you can see pictures of our adventures!  It'll be crazy to have a baby in the middle of all this moving, but I know things are just about as hard as we make them.  I hope all your holidays were wonderful.  Ours was great.  Having Jeff home after 2 weeks in Minnesota was the only present the boys and I needed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-2232489912462577094?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2232489912462577094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=2232489912462577094' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/2232489912462577094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/2232489912462577094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2011/12/on-our-way.html' title='On our Way'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s8-u-3cVPmM/Tvs2AB1ut0I/AAAAAAAAAbU/k_Dc28Z95ko/s72-c/woodbury_mn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-1433032358651195464</id><published>2011-12-07T08:01:00.014-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T08:30:14.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>We had a terrific Thanksgiving this year!  We traveled down South to the land where my parents are from, Mesa, Az.  It was in the 70's and absolutely beautiful!  Here are a few pics from our trip.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and for those of you who are not friends with my mama on facebook yet... I'm pregnant!  (Thanks mom for spreading the news so well)! haha  I'm due in July and sick as can be, but loving the fact that we get to have another spirit in our family.  We can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Grandparents backyard.  They have such a beautiful place filled with orange &amp; grapefruit trees, and blackberry bushes Grandma uses for the most delicious pies.  I love that I had many growing up memories in this backyard and now my kiddos are having the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NXOaDiuYOcQ/Tt-AndcN38I/AAAAAAAAAY4/CKFnYE-yfpw/s1600/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NXOaDiuYOcQ/Tt-AndcN38I/AAAAAAAAAY4/CKFnYE-yfpw/s320/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B453.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683402670171086786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each morning after breakfast the kids ran as fast as they could outside to start on baseball.  Papa, Jeff &amp; I played with them for hours.  We all had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kiyt4n4MMCM/Tt-BB2lrzAI/AAAAAAAAAZE/FqSlE2_rh4k/s1600/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kiyt4n4MMCM/Tt-BB2lrzAI/AAAAAAAAAZE/FqSlE2_rh4k/s320/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B451.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683403123598281730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is still missing much of the family!  Some of the siblings couldn't make it unfortunately.  We missed seeing them!  Don't you love Grandpa's shirt?  It says "One Cool Grandpa."  He loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SoD5pQpjDGM/Tt-BYC1Tq2I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/amHPkgWXApU/s1600/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SoD5pQpjDGM/Tt-BYC1Tq2I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/amHPkgWXApU/s320/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B486.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683403504842156898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of our family was able to make it down for the festivities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AyIXdkll8RM/Tt-Bzn9G3oI/AAAAAAAAAZc/J9K45Vb8RuM/s1600/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AyIXdkll8RM/Tt-Bzn9G3oI/AAAAAAAAAZc/J9K45Vb8RuM/s320/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B489.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683403978663452290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I moved down to Arizona after HS, Trish &amp; I became instant friends.  She was writing my cousin Nate on his mission and married him when he got home!  I'm so glad she's in our family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZvrUQzyZDAw/Tt-CCrC5oEI/AAAAAAAAAZo/xzdKUFAeG0M/s1600/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZvrUQzyZDAw/Tt-CCrC5oEI/AAAAAAAAAZo/xzdKUFAeG0M/s320/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B491.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683404237191094338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really think this may be one of the cutest pictures ever.  Elle &amp; Will are the best of friends.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-spiQRf-UiDo/Tt-CVSX3zOI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/5msNZiYq-gg/s1600/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-spiQRf-UiDo/Tt-CVSX3zOI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/5msNZiYq-gg/s320/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B503.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683404556985683170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Grandpa wanted to stand in the middle and say he was the rose between the two thorns.  haha Thanks a lot Grandpa!  My Aunt Connie, Gma, &amp; me had such a fun time cooking before Thanksgiving started. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tgTLkhxqjMI/Tt-CqB6-s7I/AAAAAAAAAaA/awjtEpCw4-E/s1600/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tgTLkhxqjMI/Tt-CqB6-s7I/AAAAAAAAAaA/awjtEpCw4-E/s320/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B506.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683404913346786226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of those pics for you to treasure, son.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZgtlawxToUQ/Tt-DJhI_e1I/AAAAAAAAAaM/P486Tkn99JE/s1600/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZgtlawxToUQ/Tt-DJhI_e1I/AAAAAAAAAaM/P486Tkn99JE/s320/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B507.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683405454303001426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last night there we were able to go see the temple lights!  The boys love hanging out with their cousin Chace.  They follow him everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPiExs8FnW8/Tt-Dagi_SnI/AAAAAAAAAaY/V8D2sHTLw-0/s1600/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPiExs8FnW8/Tt-Dagi_SnI/AAAAAAAAAaY/V8D2sHTLw-0/s320/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B509.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683405746201381490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a favorite picture as well.  When we got to the temple, there were missionaries everywhere.  Will talks about going on a mission all the time and was thrilled to see a real missionary up close.  He wanted to go meet one so bad.  This good Elder was happy to talk to him.  It made his day!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rj1J7Rz-YA0/Tt-FkqYIO5I/AAAAAAAAAaw/dYQ8YhoRY8Y/s1600/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rj1J7Rz-YA0/Tt-FkqYIO5I/AAAAAAAAAaw/dYQ8YhoRY8Y/s320/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B525.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683408119662132114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time the kids were pretty ready to go get some sleep.  We had such a fun Thanksgiving with all our extended fam! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yu1Cfm_W4T0/Tt-Ds8R8MSI/AAAAAAAAAak/erkREHJKqLw/s1600/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yu1Cfm_W4T0/Tt-Ds8R8MSI/AAAAAAAAAak/erkREHJKqLw/s320/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B517.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683406062883713314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-1433032358651195464?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1433032358651195464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=1433032358651195464' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/1433032358651195464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/1433032358651195464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2011/12/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NXOaDiuYOcQ/Tt-AndcN38I/AAAAAAAAAY4/CKFnYE-yfpw/s72-c/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B453.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-9058891186588573224</id><published>2011-12-05T11:25:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T17:43:26.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pigs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y1ikPDG--f0/Tt0OAo_9PbI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3WvsioeNI7s/s1600/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y1ikPDG--f0/Tt0OAo_9PbI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3WvsioeNI7s/s320/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B331.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682713708979895730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited the pigs one last time.  They were sure getting big!  The boys used to chase them around in the pen when they were littler, but I'm sure they'd be bulldozed if they tried it now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, our curly-tailed friends won't get to see the Holidays.  They are heading to the slaughter-house this week.  :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I know why Jeff won't let me get a cow or pig of my own to keep.  I would never want to get rid of it.  I'm still in denial of how we get meat.  I'd like to think it grows on plants somewhere.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cP4WuRsOki0/Tt0PSDk4NZI/AAAAAAAAAYU/p7toRl5Pl4Q/s1600/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cP4WuRsOki0/Tt0PSDk4NZI/AAAAAAAAAYU/p7toRl5Pl4Q/s320/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B330.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682715107683480978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Suz &amp; the boys.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6ELPEjhckkk/Tt0Sw0h1PDI/AAAAAAAAAYs/z6ZLeTJ0iog/s1600/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6ELPEjhckkk/Tt0Sw0h1PDI/AAAAAAAAAYs/z6ZLeTJ0iog/s320/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B326.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682718934754999346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grant trying to sneak a peek at the horses in the trailer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-9058891186588573224?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/9058891186588573224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=9058891186588573224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/9058891186588573224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/9058891186588573224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2011/12/pigs.html' title='Pigs'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y1ikPDG--f0/Tt0OAo_9PbI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3WvsioeNI7s/s72-c/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B331.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-5048656083775908764</id><published>2011-11-20T08:25:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:06:58.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Granter Bean</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VUEOpXrFYL4/TskfEckbV1I/AAAAAAAAAWo/q2PswVhq_LI/s1600/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VUEOpXrFYL4/TskfEckbV1I/AAAAAAAAAWo/q2PswVhq_LI/s320/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B212.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677102966526138194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grant is 4.  I can't believe it.  I always said I'd have 3 kids by the time he was four...but I'm glad that I've had this time to spend bonding just with him.  Now that Will is in Kindergarten, we get to have one-on-one time every afternoon.  His favorite things to do with mom are color, play with his new firehouse he got for his birthday, and play trains of course. He love to have fun with his big brother and you can often find them having new adventures together.  He adores his daddy and spends any moment he can with him. He says the cutest prayers which always make Jeff &amp; I laugh (quietly of course).  I love this kid.  When he was born, it was one of the scariest things on earth.  I truly thought we were going to lose him.  His heart stopped beating and there was no crying at all when he came out.  They rushed him over to the NICU and began work immediately.  In a mess already from having a bad reaction to the anestesia, (sp?)I laid on the operating table crying and trying to breath correctly all at the same time while they sewed me up.  It was then that I saw a man reflected in the glass.  Just the outline of him...but instantly I knew it was my grandpa and I knew everything was going to be all right.  God truly does send our loved ones to look out for us and our children.  Every day since then, I've appreciated Grant in a way I didn't think possible.  He is a sweetheart and I can't WAIT to spend the next 14 years raising him.  I love you Granter Bean!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fire house the family went in on to buy him.  He loves it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HunQezGUUYU/TskfUcjBcbI/AAAAAAAAAW0/Dce5nMz8LhE/s1600/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HunQezGUUYU/TskfUcjBcbI/AAAAAAAAAW0/Dce5nMz8LhE/s320/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B222.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677103241398153650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played pin the broom on the witch.  I had him dressed in a cute sweater, but of course that was shred at the first possible moment.  Oh well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l7fOPx_aueE/TskfpEdgHfI/AAAAAAAAAXA/9yy232QaGZo/s1600/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l7fOPx_aueE/TskfpEdgHfI/AAAAAAAAAXA/9yy232QaGZo/s320/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B235.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677103595709799922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although Mama made him a cake for his actual birthday at home, he wanted a Pumpkin Pie for his birthday party.  Thank You Costco! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MNYfPzCQ6C4/Tskf5qZkD3I/AAAAAAAAAXM/Nj3XnVm6rLY/s1600/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MNYfPzCQ6C4/Tskf5qZkD3I/AAAAAAAAAXM/Nj3XnVm6rLY/s320/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B229.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677103880771735410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for our little family!  I don't know what I'd do without any one of them. Boys are so much fun to raise!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iFOAJYcH21Q/TskgVxCBCXI/AAAAAAAAAXY/t8hHYZbHeAw/s1600/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iFOAJYcH21Q/TskgVxCBCXI/AAAAAAAAAXY/t8hHYZbHeAw/s320/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B224.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677104363588356466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MxJQqvukKQ0/TskkWM9vA0I/AAAAAAAAAXw/O-XVd-N7Ydg/s1600/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MxJQqvukKQ0/TskkWM9vA0I/AAAAAAAAAXw/O-XVd-N7Ydg/s320/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B231.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677108769133101890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is so precious to me.  It is the last time I saw this wonderful woman.  Jeff's Grandma had truly become one of my closest friends and she died less than 2 weeks after Grant's birthday party.  I miss her.  I've had a harder time with her passing then I did with my own grandparents.  She was such a good Grandma.  Even to a granddaughter-in-law.  I learned all about canning, cooking, and serving others from this woman.  She was so much fun to talk to too!!  I thrived on our weekly chats and looked forward to them.  She loved my boys fiercely and never went without giving them hugs &amp; kisses every time she said hello &amp; goodbye to them.  In a nutshell, she truly cared about all of us.  She went quickly..which was so great for her.  The night Jeff &amp; I found her was the worst night I've had in a long time.  I selfishly felt like I wasn't ready to let her go yet.  All my close friends have moved away the past couple of years...and she was one of the only ones left.  But I &lt;em&gt;am&lt;/em&gt; happy for her. She is with her husband now which I know makes her happy! It was also so fun to get to spend time with Suz &amp; Nana who came in for the funeral.  They have become the big sisters I always wanted!  I adore them.   &lt;br /&gt;The family asked if we would want to move into her home after she died.  We have been living the past 6 months in my friend, Tonya's parents basement apartment.  Surprisingly, I fought Jeff the whole way here.  I didn't want to invade Grandma's space.  I thought it would be too difficult to be here.  However, I'm so glad he persuaded me.  Living here has been a joy.  It's became our own little space and yet reminds me of her in a good way.  It's nice to look out the window every morning and see the lighthouse monument representing her Icelandic heritage out the kitchen window.  Or to meet all the people that were close to her in the neighborhood.  Although it may be for a short while, we are so grateful to get to live in the house that Grandpa &amp; her built so many years ago.  &lt;br /&gt;I know this has been a long post, but it's why I haven't been blogging for awhile now.  Life has been a bit chaotic.  We are so excited for the holidays though!! We need a little bit of fun and laughter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-5048656083775908764?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5048656083775908764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=5048656083775908764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/5048656083775908764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/5048656083775908764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2011/11/granter-bean.html' title='Granter Bean'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VUEOpXrFYL4/TskfEckbV1I/AAAAAAAAAWo/q2PswVhq_LI/s72-c/Stevens%2B10.09.11%2B212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-4782669433931566089</id><published>2011-08-24T11:05:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T11:20:33.078-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Duck Creek</title><content type='html'>We were going to head out to the Oregon coast, but unfortunately EVERYTHING had been rented already.  &lt;br /&gt;So, we decided to head down to Duck Creek (right by Brian Head)and stay in my Uncle's cabin for a week.  &lt;br /&gt;It was an incredibly relaxing vacation.  We went 4-wheeling every single day around the mountains up there.  We went for walks, hiked to waterfalls, played in the dirt, played cards for hours, and sat around the campfire.  &lt;br /&gt;It was the perfect little trip.  Duck Creek Village is such a charming little place and we enjoyed meeting the people down there as well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures from our trip!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_g9qcy8ZVAo/TlUw4P8ddjI/AAAAAAAAAVY/k0OhNmuxr_4/s1600/DSC05391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_g9qcy8ZVAo/TlUw4P8ddjI/AAAAAAAAAVY/k0OhNmuxr_4/s320/DSC05391.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644471450889713202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sugKut13B-A/TlUxDrxCpUI/AAAAAAAAAVg/PCUkpuAB-b8/s1600/DSC05338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sugKut13B-A/TlUxDrxCpUI/AAAAAAAAAVg/PCUkpuAB-b8/s320/DSC05338.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644471647336572226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uG4faY_mqV8/TlUxUB27UUI/AAAAAAAAAVo/bmB0SRQcye8/s1600/DSC05386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uG4faY_mqV8/TlUxUB27UUI/AAAAAAAAAVo/bmB0SRQcye8/s320/DSC05386.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644471928144744770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4OwtIo0OHk/TlUx5L9COjI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/GDxtFf27LQ8/s1600/DSC05403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4OwtIo0OHk/TlUx5L9COjI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/GDxtFf27LQ8/s320/DSC05403.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644472566509877810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-phQD6Z1mD2k/TlUx42EfF1I/AAAAAAAAAWI/UmF8cAWtUE4/s1600/DSC05342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-phQD6Z1mD2k/TlUx42EfF1I/AAAAAAAAAWI/UmF8cAWtUE4/s320/DSC05342.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644472560635549522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nha1EjG1uEw/TlUx4ybHC3I/AAAAAAAAAWA/hO1cX99jun0/s1600/DSC05353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nha1EjG1uEw/TlUx4ybHC3I/AAAAAAAAAWA/hO1cX99jun0/s320/DSC05353.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644472559656700786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mo0mnELVxu0/TlUx4lTK6nI/AAAAAAAAAV4/wPQTLwm3olc/s1600/DSC05362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mo0mnELVxu0/TlUx4lTK6nI/AAAAAAAAAV4/wPQTLwm3olc/s320/DSC05362.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644472556133739122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h3I_k9U00Uc/TlUx4aqiWgI/AAAAAAAAAVw/jLFaiPjFvK8/s1600/DSC05393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h3I_k9U00Uc/TlUx4aqiWgI/AAAAAAAAAVw/jLFaiPjFvK8/s320/DSC05393.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644472553278953986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D-L7GiQaV0o/TlUyLixyuvI/AAAAAAAAAWg/-yrxYlvqwHo/s1600/DSC05401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D-L7GiQaV0o/TlUyLixyuvI/AAAAAAAAAWg/-yrxYlvqwHo/s320/DSC05401.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644472881874385650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y-nD0Y2cXFs/TlUyLU1U1xI/AAAAAAAAAWY/MDFXhHNzNEY/s1600/DSC05385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y-nD0Y2cXFs/TlUyLU1U1xI/AAAAAAAAAWY/MDFXhHNzNEY/s320/DSC05385.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644472878131107602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for such a fun and relaxing summer vacation Ma &amp; Pops! Now back to this 95 degree heat...grrr....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-4782669433931566089?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4782669433931566089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=4782669433931566089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/4782669433931566089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/4782669433931566089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2011/08/duck-creek.html' title='Duck Creek'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_g9qcy8ZVAo/TlUw4P8ddjI/AAAAAAAAAVY/k0OhNmuxr_4/s72-c/DSC05391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-4938331804583104093</id><published>2011-08-01T22:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T23:07:04.946-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cM-rF-nyq_U/TjeC_QR-sII/AAAAAAAAAVQ/QFSkBIubex0/s1600/LavenderFlowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cM-rF-nyq_U/TjeC_QR-sII/AAAAAAAAAVQ/QFSkBIubex0/s320/LavenderFlowers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636117481891213442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Health:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drink plenty of water. &lt;br /&gt;Eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a prince and dinner like a beggar. &lt;br /&gt;Eat more foods that grow on trees and plants and eat less food that is manufactured in plants. &lt;br /&gt;Live with the 3 E’s - Energy, Enthusiasm and Empathy &lt;br /&gt;Play more games. &lt;br /&gt;Read more books than you did in 2010. &lt;br /&gt;Sit in silence for at least 10 minutes each day. &lt;br /&gt;Sleep for 7 hours. &lt;br /&gt;Take a 10-30 minutes walk daily. And while you walk, smile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personality:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about. &lt;br /&gt;Don’t have negative thoughts or things you cannot control. Instead invest your energy in the positive present moment. &lt;br /&gt;Don’t over do. Keep your limits. &lt;br /&gt;Don’t take yourself so seriously. No one else does. &lt;br /&gt;Don’t waste your precious energy on gossip. &lt;br /&gt;Dream more while you are awake. &lt;br /&gt;Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need. &lt;br /&gt;Forget issues of the past. Don’t remind your partner with his/her mistakes of the past. That will ruin your present happiness. &lt;br /&gt;Life is too short to waste time hating anyone. Don’t hate others. &lt;br /&gt;Make peace with your past so it won’t spoil the present. &lt;br /&gt;No one is in charge of your happiness except you. &lt;br /&gt;Realize that life is a school and you are here to learn. Problems are simply part of the curriculum that appear and fade away like algebra class but the lessons you learn will last a lifetime. &lt;br /&gt;Smile and laugh more. &lt;br /&gt;You don’t have to win every argument. Agree to disagree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Society:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call your family often. &lt;br /&gt;Each day give something good to others. &lt;br /&gt;Forgive everyone for everything. &lt;br /&gt;Spend time with people over the age of 70 &amp; under the age of 6. &lt;br /&gt;Try to make at least three people smile each day. &lt;br /&gt;What other people think of you is none of your business. &lt;br /&gt;Your job won’t take care of you when you are sick. Your friends will. Stay in touch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do the right thing! &lt;br /&gt;Get rid of anything that isn’t useful, beautiful or joyful. &lt;br /&gt;However good or bad a situation is, it will change. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up. &lt;br /&gt;The best is yet to come. &lt;br /&gt;Your Inner most is always happy. So, be happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;em&gt;I found this through a very good friend.  Isn't it true that the simple acts in life bring the most joy?  This is getting printed out and put in a place I can enjoy it at least a couple times a day.  I wish all these good things for every one of you...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-4938331804583104093?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4938331804583104093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=4938331804583104093' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/4938331804583104093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/4938331804583104093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2011/08/simple-inspiration.html' title='Simple Inspiration'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cM-rF-nyq_U/TjeC_QR-sII/AAAAAAAAAVQ/QFSkBIubex0/s72-c/LavenderFlowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-5639842887526874342</id><published>2011-07-15T13:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T13:55:54.136-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I can't help but laugh...</title><content type='html'>Will sometimes uses numbers to count the days&lt;br /&gt;instead of their proper names.  This weekend&lt;br /&gt;we are going to the Ute Stampede...our favorite&lt;br /&gt;rodeo.  He has been counting down the days&lt;br /&gt;and tells everyone we meet that he's going. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will's prayers last night-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will: "Thank you that it's four day. And thank &lt;br /&gt;you that it will be five day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;And thank you that on six day we can go&lt;br /&gt;to the rodeo and see the buck horses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage-&lt;br /&gt;(While swimming today)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle: It's my wedding day tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will: Who are you going to marry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle: I don't know.  Who are you going to &lt;br /&gt;marry?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will: I would sure love to marry my mama.&lt;br /&gt;Than I could live with her forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grant Saying the Prayer on the Food&lt;br /&gt;(Grant and Jeff are very close.  Grant adores him.  However, the other day he did something naughty and Jeff got upset with him).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grant: Heavenly Father.  Thank you for the day. Thank you for the food.  Please bless daddy goes back to work.  Name a Jesus Christ, Amen.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't help but bust up laughing.  What did people do for entertainment before kids??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-5639842887526874342?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5639842887526874342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=5639842887526874342' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/5639842887526874342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/5639842887526874342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2011/07/sometimes-i-cant-help-but-laugh.html' title='Sometimes I can&apos;t help but laugh...'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-4734569526536406457</id><published>2011-06-27T13:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T13:40:51.200-06:00</updated><title type='text'>California</title><content type='html'>We finally were able to take a family vacation to Southern Cali a few weeks ago.  &lt;br /&gt;After we sold our house, we thought what better to celebrate than to take the kids to see Mickey &amp; the gang.  So we loaded ourselves in the car with Grandma Stevens and drove down to Nana's house (Jeff's older sister).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had such a blast!  We went to the LA Zoo, had fun with cousins, and went to Disneyland.  I hadn't been to Disneyland since I was 13...so quite awhile ago.  My sister, Bree surprised us all with matching Disney shirts for the occasion.  Thanks Bree!!  I wish we lived closer. I would love to take the kids back every year.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Nana for a wonderful time! We miss you guys already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-3d.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2738188573481944637&amp;amp;site=widget-3d.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2738188573481944637&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-3d.slide.com/p1/2738188573481944637/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2738188573481944637&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-3d.slide.com/p2/2738188573481944637/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2738188573481944637&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-3d.slide.com/p4/2738188573481944637/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-4734569526536406457?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4734569526536406457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=4734569526536406457' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/4734569526536406457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/4734569526536406457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2011/06/california.html' title='California'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-2027513620441709359</id><published>2011-05-29T17:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T17:38:00.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My new favorite person...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lk_a6pIjvC0/TeLXa7Hip9I/AAAAAAAAAVE/PGbSW23Hxyc/s1600/Headboard%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lk_a6pIjvC0/TeLXa7Hip9I/AAAAAAAAAVE/PGbSW23Hxyc/s320/Headboard%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612284943202953170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to redo furniture.  However, I was a little crazy this Spring with my little brother's wedding plans and couldn't get to a headboard for my guest bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some scouring online, I ran across a beautiful headboard by a local gal, Ashley.  I called her and set up an appointment to go check out what she does.  Not only does she build the furniture herself, but she also does all the finishing if you dont' have the time.  I was sold when I saw her place in Provo. It's one of those places that you walk into and instantly feel at home!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can build pretty much anything you'd like.  I couldn't resist but share my new favorite person to all my family and friends.  Oh yeah...the next great thing I love about her?  She is &lt;em&gt;extremely&lt;/em&gt; well priced. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is her info:&lt;br /&gt;Ashley Rasmussen&lt;br /&gt;P: 801-691-6673&lt;br /&gt;http://www.ana-white.com/2011/03/mason-headboard-cal-king&lt;br /&gt;benandashleyras.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-2027513620441709359?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2027513620441709359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=2027513620441709359' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/2027513620441709359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/2027513620441709359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-new-favorite-person.html' title='My new favorite person...'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lk_a6pIjvC0/TeLXa7Hip9I/AAAAAAAAAVE/PGbSW23Hxyc/s72-c/Headboard%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-5112801244017472647</id><published>2011-05-19T14:58:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T15:12:20.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Deals</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B3t3krVXYYc/TdWGTYSFXmI/AAAAAAAAAU8/jHm7EwqnDUI/s1600/Real%2BDeals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 72px; height: 72px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B3t3krVXYYc/TdWGTYSFXmI/AAAAAAAAAU8/jHm7EwqnDUI/s320/Real%2BDeals.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608536578453757538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was introduced to it in Oregon.&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with it right next door in Springville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking about &lt;a href="http://realdeals.net"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cute store that has the funnest home decorations.  (Oh yeah...the prices are awesome too!)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in love with their Cottage/Country decor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit sometime...it's worth the trip!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**They are open Thursday's &amp; Saturday's.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-5112801244017472647?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5112801244017472647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=5112801244017472647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/5112801244017472647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/5112801244017472647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2011/05/real-deals.html' title='Real Deals'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B3t3krVXYYc/TdWGTYSFXmI/AAAAAAAAAU8/jHm7EwqnDUI/s72-c/Real%2BDeals.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-1806560317618020809</id><published>2011-05-09T08:32:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T09:01:45.849-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1454</title><content type='html'>This is officially farewell week in 1454.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so grateful for the time we've had here.  My house has definitely not just been a house.  This is the home where Jeff and I met (in the kitchen) and where my babies came home to.  This is the house where they took their first steps, and the holidays were celebrated with family and friends.  This will most likely be the only house where my boys could run next door and play with their cousins whenever they wanted.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this house.&lt;br /&gt;I love the view of my mountains out the back door.  We really have had the best view on earth.  Jeff &amp; I were swinging on the porch last Friday evening knowing it was probably the last time we'd be able to do it.  We have been so blessed here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will miss it.  I am definitely grateful for the opportunity to sell our home.  I know the Lord is guiding us.  I can feel Him near.  We are excited for the next chapter in our lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    A Few Pictures of Our View of Mt. Nebo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L4T08J1GH3I/Tcf_SCMS3aI/AAAAAAAAAUU/kyaBIbRJa10/s1600/Backyard%2BView.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L4T08J1GH3I/Tcf_SCMS3aI/AAAAAAAAAUU/kyaBIbRJa10/s320/Backyard%2BView.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604728946577038754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p4XdZPv2GXg/Tcf_e0NHI1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/UsLefkol7fc/s1600/Jeff%2BJen%2B%2526%2BWill%2B685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p4XdZPv2GXg/Tcf_e0NHI1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/UsLefkol7fc/s320/Jeff%2BJen%2B%2526%2BWill%2B685.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604729166160667474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DEAMXfqjn1A/TcgAJtCCaKI/AAAAAAAAAUk/0EHLFqCkIO8/s1600/Family%2B2009%2B375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DEAMXfqjn1A/TcgAJtCCaKI/AAAAAAAAAUk/0EHLFqCkIO8/s320/Family%2B2009%2B375.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604729902969546914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZwI2LnIhf44/TcgAlwdeFNI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ZSKjQL7-t2g/s1600/Jeff%2BJen%2B%2526%2BWill%2B116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZwI2LnIhf44/TcgAlwdeFNI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ZSKjQL7-t2g/s320/Jeff%2BJen%2B%2526%2BWill%2B116.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604730384926250194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-1806560317618020809?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1806560317618020809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=1806560317618020809' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/1806560317618020809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/1806560317618020809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2011/05/1454.html' title='1454'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L4T08J1GH3I/Tcf_SCMS3aI/AAAAAAAAAUU/kyaBIbRJa10/s72-c/Backyard%2BView.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-7588700835010337106</id><published>2011-04-25T12:33:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T12:46:42.028-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Party!</title><content type='html'>My cute little brother finally tied the knot last Saturday! Jory &amp;amp; Vanessa were married in the SL temple and had the funnest reception. We all danced the night away. Coming from Senora, Mexico...her relatives showed us the true meaning of the word "party!' We had a blast. Here are some pics from the celebration! (I have a coveted video of Bree dancing..but can't seem to make it work, I'll post it later).  Something to look forward to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;EMBED style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name=flashticker type=application/x-shockwave-flash align=middle src=http://widget-2c.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2738188573481750316&amp;amp;site=widget-2c.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/EMBED&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; WIDTH: 400px"&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2738188573481750316&amp;amp;map=1" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG border=0 src="http://widget-2c.slide.com/p1/2738188573481750316/bb_t042_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" isMap&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2738188573481750316&amp;amp;map=2" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG border=0 src="http://widget-2c.slide.com/p2/2738188573481750316/bb_t042_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" isMap&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2738188573481750316&amp;amp;map=F" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG border=0 src="http://widget-2c.slide.com/p4/2738188573481750316/bb_t042_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" isMap&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-7588700835010337106?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7588700835010337106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=7588700835010337106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/7588700835010337106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/7588700835010337106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2011/04/party.html' title='Party!'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-2789826432843608243</id><published>2011-04-05T18:10:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T18:28:05.155-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Number 5 &amp; Smores</title><content type='html'>Yes it has almost been 3 months since Will's birthday and I still haven't posted any pictures.  Well, here they are.  We had a fun pizza party at our house that evening.  I made 8 homemade pizza's using Tonya's amazingly easy pizza crust recipe.  My friend Rachel offered to bake a race car cake per Will's request.  She is so talented.  The night was great.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe how big this guy is getting.  He is simply wonderful. He is always helping me clean, cook or anything else he can think of to help.  He loves to work, loves to watch Tangled...and I even catch him singing the songs from it in the shower. haha  He has the sweetest little Spirit and is one of my best friends.  I am going to have one hard time sending him to school this year.  Last night, he crawled up in bed with me as I was watching Gone With the Wind and leaned his head on my shoulder and said, "Mama this is the best night ever."  It's moments like that which make me want to stop the hands of time.  I sure love my grownup boy.  We are so happy you are 5 Will!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Szr8Q7ZI6bI/TZuv6yvnW0I/AAAAAAAAATk/qIFpNZLQnFY/s1600/P1040272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Szr8Q7ZI6bI/TZuv6yvnW0I/AAAAAAAAATk/qIFpNZLQnFY/s320/P1040272.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592256786899360578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love having cousins so close! This is Kya (Bree's 2 year old), Grant, Will, &amp; Tate (Jer's 2 year old).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hXLg1bjuC9E/TZuxL1xvsDI/AAAAAAAAATs/NarWFsRfa5s/s1600/P1040280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hXLg1bjuC9E/TZuxL1xvsDI/AAAAAAAAATs/NarWFsRfa5s/s320/P1040280.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592258179283005490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grant LOVES to sleep like this.  More often than not, this is the position we find him in when he sleeps.  We call him the stinkbug.  He keeps us all smiling around here.  Oh by the way...I am in desperate need for potty training tips.  He is now 3 1/2 years old and has no desire to potty train.  Anything work for other mom's out there?!  I'm desperate.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wzsAQ0FW5IQ/TZux_5GdWFI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwhsMHoD-Ww/s1600/P1040292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wzsAQ0FW5IQ/TZux_5GdWFI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EwhsMHoD-Ww/s320/P1040292.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592259073528387666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jer &amp; Chelle invited us over for a pre-summer cookout in the backyard.  It's still not super warm, but we all loved it.  Here's the group eating S'mores.  Ahhh...can't wait for camping.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xH7LRF2tKuE/TZuyYVjUHdI/AAAAAAAAAT8/JNLGh7eRbEk/s1600/P1040310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xH7LRF2tKuE/TZuyYVjUHdI/AAAAAAAAAT8/JNLGh7eRbEk/s320/P1040310.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592259493482470866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-46cXWEn4c1M/TZuyxw9-BRI/AAAAAAAAAUM/4-E6KBuEt2o/s1600/P1040317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-46cXWEn4c1M/TZuyxw9-BRI/AAAAAAAAAUM/4-E6KBuEt2o/s320/P1040317.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592259930338755858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-2789826432843608243?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2789826432843608243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=2789826432843608243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/2789826432843608243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/2789826432843608243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2011/04/big-number-5-smores.html' title='Big Number 5 &amp; Smores'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Szr8Q7ZI6bI/TZuv6yvnW0I/AAAAAAAAATk/qIFpNZLQnFY/s72-c/P1040272.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-8732571648099386324</id><published>2011-03-14T10:21:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T10:40:55.700-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sand Mountain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Up-fCeTDPCU/TX5D8SBnC3I/AAAAAAAAATc/gXvtfP530b8/s1600/sand%2Bmountain%2B2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Up-fCeTDPCU/TX5D8SBnC3I/AAAAAAAAATc/gXvtfP530b8/s320/sand%2Bmountain%2B2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583975290895797106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott &amp; Bree invited us to Little Sahara last Saturday.  &lt;br /&gt;I was a little apprehensive at first.&lt;br /&gt;Jeff's brother Mark had cut his mouth up pretty good last year 4 wheeling out there...and then there is the fatal accidents that happen there every year.  One thing I did NOT inhereit was a dangerous streak.  I like to be on solid ground.  And while I love 4 wheeling...I prefer trail riding.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, we went and had a great time.  A few guys from their ward were there and cooked incredible dutch oven.  It was my first time tasting elk and I loved it.  Dad's business partner, Josh, spent the day on top of sand mountain waiting for the right wind to paraglide down.  (Apparently he was blessed with the dangerous streak).  :)  &lt;br /&gt;It was incredible to watch all the daredevils climb Sand Mountain.  Stan (our dutch oven chef) even went up the mountain.  I told Jeff not to get any bright ideas... I'm not about to be a single parent.  Luckily none of us got hurt and we only saw the sand dune ambulance out there once to collect someone.  It was such a fun &amp; relaxing day.  Thanks Scott &amp; Bree!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-8732571648099386324?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/8732571648099386324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=8732571648099386324' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/8732571648099386324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/8732571648099386324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2011/03/sand-mountain.html' title='Sand Mountain'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Up-fCeTDPCU/TX5D8SBnC3I/AAAAAAAAATc/gXvtfP530b8/s72-c/sand%2Bmountain%2B2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-6894041705210009668</id><published>2011-03-03T16:21:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T16:38:35.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>February</title><content type='html'>Last month was to me, the final chapters in a book.  Grandma's book.&lt;br /&gt;Being so closely immersed in her final year it was a difficult yet relieving end to watch.  She reached the 50's in pounds and couldn't even remember how to fold a simple dishrag. I ached for her. &lt;br /&gt;We all sat with her the day she died.  As I took a turn talking to her, I told her how much I loved her and how I'm sorry I couldn't do more for her...I hope she understands.  &lt;br /&gt;Fortunately we were able to have her in our home for 6 months last year. It was hard at times, but I'm grateful to have had those memories with her. &lt;br /&gt;I'm so incredibly filled with joy that she is home.  Death is hard...however it is also a gift.  It has a way of refocusing those that are left behind on what is really important.  March will be a month of spending a little more time with my family and friends and not worrying about things that hold no value. &lt;br /&gt;Although Grandma's book of life has ended, a much better one has begun for her.  And for that...I am sooo incredibly happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M8fZtwol2EM/TXAmZ-YiyvI/AAAAAAAAATU/CtFzUi6GYDk/s1600/DSC05190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M8fZtwol2EM/TXAmZ-YiyvI/AAAAAAAAATU/CtFzUi6GYDk/s320/DSC05190.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580002165996571378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-6894041705210009668?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6894041705210009668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=6894041705210009668' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/6894041705210009668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/6894041705210009668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2011/03/february.html' title='February'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M8fZtwol2EM/TXAmZ-YiyvI/AAAAAAAAATU/CtFzUi6GYDk/s72-c/DSC05190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-568931716696571431</id><published>2011-02-01T14:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T15:28:17.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag.</title><content type='html'>4 Shows i watch...&lt;br /&gt;*NCIS - Jeff's parents got me hooked to this show. Love it.&lt;br /&gt;*NCIS - L.A.   &lt;br /&gt;*I Love Lucy&lt;br /&gt;*Gilmore Girls.  Yes I still watch reruns.  I'm hooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Things i am Passionate About...&lt;br /&gt;*my husband's shaved head.  :)&lt;br /&gt;*going on walks with my boys&lt;br /&gt;*prayer&lt;br /&gt;*Keeping the Spirit in my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Phrases i say a lot...&lt;br /&gt;*"Oh my laws." Still don't know where I picked that up.&lt;br /&gt;*"For the love!"&lt;br /&gt;*"Oh blast"&lt;br /&gt;*"Bless their heart"-tonya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Things i have learned from the past...&lt;br /&gt;*You can be happy no matter where you are, or no matter what you're going through.&lt;br /&gt;*Take time for yourself. If you don't, your bucket might go missing. &lt;br /&gt;*"If you look for the bad in mankind hoping to see it, you surely will" Abe Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;*Always take throw up bags in the car for Will on long trips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Things i did yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;*Scrubbed the bathrooms. Where is the maid when you need her??!  &lt;br /&gt;*Groceries &lt;br /&gt;*Running&lt;br /&gt;*FHE (AKA...Grant's tantrum time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Places i would love to visit...&lt;br /&gt;*Italy&lt;br /&gt;*Ireland&lt;br /&gt;*Suz in Virginia&lt;br /&gt;*Prince Edward Island&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Things i am looking Forward to...&lt;br /&gt;*Settling down somewhere.  Who knows where yet.  Anywhere would be fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;*To sit in the Temple with ALL my boys around me.  "I ditto that Annie..."&lt;br /&gt;*A vacation! Again, I'm not picky.  Death Valley is even sounding nice at this point.&lt;br /&gt;*Clipping coupons simply because I want to.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Things i love about Winter...&lt;br /&gt;*Sledding.  I go with the boys every week.&lt;br /&gt;*Christmas&lt;br /&gt;*Making hot cocoa&lt;br /&gt;*A warm blanket, a couch, and a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Peeps to TaG...&lt;br /&gt;*Tonya&lt;br /&gt;*Sherri&lt;br /&gt;*Suz&lt;br /&gt;*Shala&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-568931716696571431?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/568931716696571431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=568931716696571431' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/568931716696571431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/568931716696571431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2011/02/tag.html' title='Tag.'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-6764861047003023863</id><published>2011-01-13T22:33:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T22:48:00.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TS_jZyCrnuI/AAAAAAAAATA/Ygtpslm-_c8/s1600/P1040135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TS_jZyCrnuI/AAAAAAAAATA/Ygtpslm-_c8/s320/P1040135.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561914096895106786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Pooh Bear did something to deserve the naughty corner.  I'm not sure what offense he committed, but Granters was all too happy to sit with him and enforce his 3 minutes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so funny what you'll walk around the corner to when you have kids...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-6764861047003023863?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6764861047003023863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=6764861047003023863' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/6764861047003023863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/6764861047003023863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2011/01/time-out.html' title='Time Out'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TS_jZyCrnuI/AAAAAAAAATA/Ygtpslm-_c8/s72-c/P1040135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-6894768628263309443</id><published>2011-01-06T14:55:00.015-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T15:30:09.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To a New Year...</title><content type='html'>It's been quite a year.  And my blogging has suffered because of it.  But that is the refreshing thing about a new year: A new start.   &lt;br /&gt;It's time to shake off the past year.  It wasn't a fun one...but it was full of those  trials that we know deep down make us better people.&lt;br /&gt;Jeff has FINALLY graduated.  And now we are on the job hunt.  We've been applying everywhere.  (From Washington to Vermont) We have no idea what's in store for us, but we know we're excited for it.  This year will be good....(power of words, right??) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures from our Holiday Seasons.  I can't believe how old my guys are getting!  They are so much fun.  I remember talking to my adorable cousin Annie when Will was born.  I remember her telling me that her son was her best friend.  During the terrible two's...I thought there was a good chance she may have been off her rocker.  I'm finally getting what she meant though. I can't imagine my life without their unique personality's in it.  They fill each day with sunshine.    &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TSY-7JkFyiI/AAAAAAAAARw/tjh27NmKUf8/s1600/P1040141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TSY-7JkFyiI/AAAAAAAAARw/tjh27NmKUf8/s320/P1040141.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559199975935953442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys seeing Santa.  They were both a bit apprehensive.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TSY_E0611wI/AAAAAAAAAR4/RjtNNaQZH5I/s1600/P1040146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TSY_E0611wI/AAAAAAAAAR4/RjtNNaQZH5I/s320/P1040146.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559200142192924418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will was Joseph this year in his school Nativity program. Did a GREAT job!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TSY_ZCcYjOI/AAAAAAAAASA/N1Re6b8YOSk/s1600/P1040168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TSY_ZCcYjOI/AAAAAAAAASA/N1Re6b8YOSk/s320/P1040168.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559200489420655842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you ask Will to pose for a picture...this is what you get!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TSY_lLPXBsI/AAAAAAAAASI/uIvNtjXVgFE/s1600/P1040187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TSY_lLPXBsI/AAAAAAAAASI/uIvNtjXVgFE/s320/P1040187.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559200697940379330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was also a reindeer...he wanted to show off his little white tail.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TSY_xao-GiI/AAAAAAAAASQ/mPs4f-9MeHg/s1600/P1040191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TSY_xao-GiI/AAAAAAAAASQ/mPs4f-9MeHg/s320/P1040191.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559200908232759842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our snowstorm.  This is just during the first part of it.  I don't think we've ever shoveled that much snow!!  Jeff &amp; I built the boys a sledding hill over to the side where you see them playing.  They LOVED it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TSZAIKrgmfI/AAAAAAAAASY/kWBtqHHAw6c/s1600/P1040199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TSZAIKrgmfI/AAAAAAAAASY/kWBtqHHAw6c/s320/P1040199.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559201299085433330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan, Will &amp; Grant at the Christmas Pageant in Holden. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TSZAUJmASDI/AAAAAAAAASg/mfcRdwlVWI0/s1600/P1040207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TSZAUJmASDI/AAAAAAAAASg/mfcRdwlVWI0/s320/P1040207.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559201504952338482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will &amp; Grant begged for Pillow Pets this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TSZAhYqbYvI/AAAAAAAAASo/O85Dnq3RZsc/s1600/P1040238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TSZAhYqbYvI/AAAAAAAAASo/O85Dnq3RZsc/s320/P1040238.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559201732335723250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Christmas Tree has quite a story.  If you've ever seen Christmas Vacation...you might understand.  I loved it though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TSZAqfavl0I/AAAAAAAAASw/flZg-PmwUAA/s1600/P1040253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TSZAqfavl0I/AAAAAAAAASw/flZg-PmwUAA/s320/P1040253.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559201888767809346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-6894768628263309443?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6894768628263309443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=6894768628263309443' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/6894768628263309443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/6894768628263309443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2011/01/to-new-year.html' title='To a New Year...'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TSY-7JkFyiI/AAAAAAAAARw/tjh27NmKUf8/s72-c/P1040141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-5227180963306721571</id><published>2010-08-23T12:32:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T12:46:02.358-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>Here are the pictures we had taken earlier this summer down in Holden. We were lucky to get down there for them.  Grant had a fever that day of 105 and ended up going to the ER that night.  It was a crazy day! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/THLA5Z5A_YI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/I6TKcEHQ7GI/s1600/Jeff+4.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/_aSkZoVa27Y4/THLA5Z5A_YI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/I6TKcEHQ7GI/s320/Jeff+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508677386662641026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/THLBMZU-JmI/AAAAAAAAARE/IFmdk28rRbs/s1600/kids2.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/_aSkZoVa27Y4/THLBMZU-JmI/AAAAAAAAARE/IFmdk28rRbs/s320/kids2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508677712928974434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/THLBdnUqe1I/AAAAAAAAARM/MKu_Kc6QQxs/s1600/fam4.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/_aSkZoVa27Y4/THLBdnUqe1I/AAAAAAAAARM/MKu_Kc6QQxs/s320/fam4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508678008743557970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/THLBtLuAp6I/AAAAAAAAARU/arab7gQMTtE/s1600/Jeff+1b.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/_aSkZoVa27Y4/THLBtLuAp6I/AAAAAAAAARU/arab7gQMTtE/s320/Jeff+1b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508678276211582882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-5227180963306721571?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5227180963306721571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=5227180963306721571' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/5227180963306721571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/5227180963306721571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2010/08/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/THLA5Z5A_YI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/I6TKcEHQ7GI/s72-c/Jeff+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-329850815148407300</id><published>2010-07-21T15:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T16:31:58.183-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun</title><content type='html'>It's been a while, so I thought I'd post a few pictures of our summer fun.  &lt;br /&gt;We went camping for the first time as a little family.  We usually go with people, so this was a new experience.  Thankfully, we found a spot up Mapleton Canyon and had a blast.  The boys beg to go every week now.  &lt;br /&gt;Will begged to take cousin Elle down to the Fillmore 4th of July Parade this year.  They had so much fun on the 4wheeler (as usual) and then at the parade the next morning.  Uncle Mark &amp; Aunt Hillary were in it this year.  That night, we came back up to SF and my Uncle and Aunt from Vegas cooked authentic Mexican food.  Jeff asked them if we were celebrating the Independence of Mexico...:)  &lt;br /&gt;It was absolutely delicious though and we followed it by some fun fireworks. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We got our family pictures back, so I'll get those up next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-a8.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2738188573478133160&amp;amp;site=widget-a8.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2738188573478133160&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a8.slide.com/p1/2738188573478133160/bb_t047_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2738188573478133160&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a8.slide.com/p2/2738188573478133160/bb_t047_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2738188573478133160&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a8.slide.com/p4/2738188573478133160/bb_t047_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-329850815148407300?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/329850815148407300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=329850815148407300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/329850815148407300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/329850815148407300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-fun.html' title='Summer Fun'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-8224434536521787313</id><published>2010-06-12T15:01:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T15:20:58.401-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot...Hot...Hot!</title><content type='html'>Last week we took a super quick drive down to Arizona.  Cousin Sherri was tying the knot to an awesome guy named Scot.  The trip was really quick (we were only there for a little over 48 hours) so we missed seeing a lot of our favorite faces...but hopefully we'll be back again soon.  The weather was soooo hot!  Every day was in the 100's.  Perfect swimming weather.  Here are a few of the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could not get Will out of the pool.  He and Chase went swimming every day.  I went to Shopko to buy him a pool after we got home and he said he would like a big one like the one in Arizona please.  He said it so seriously I wasn't sure how to respond...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TBP2cnUNyVI/AAAAAAAAAQU/2dSzRz5qe3I/s1600/Family+2010+272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TBP2cnUNyVI/AAAAAAAAAQU/2dSzRz5qe3I/s320/Family+2010+272.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481996142890568018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were able to go have breakfast with Grandma &amp; Grandpa Porter while we were there.  Grandma had such a beautiful spread out with her famous whole wheat pancakes, freshly picked blackberries and much more.  I adore my grandparents and any time spent with them is simply delightful.  **I swear I didn't pinch Grant in this picture!**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TBP3LnJ6iPI/AAAAAAAAAQc/bEkbC-LFdjI/s1600/Family+2010+264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TBP3LnJ6iPI/AAAAAAAAAQc/bEkbC-LFdjI/s320/Family+2010+264.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481996950301214962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Sherri just about ready to walk down the aisle... She looks stunning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TBP3qn6LP0I/AAAAAAAAAQk/IzZhxbmtoNA/s1600/Family+2010+284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TBP3qn6LP0I/AAAAAAAAAQk/IzZhxbmtoNA/s320/Family+2010+284.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481997483079581506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually stay with my cousin DeAnn when I go down.  I adore her sweet family sooo much.  Richard &amp; Jessi (my Aunt &amp; Uncle from Vegas) also stayed with DeAnn this time and we had such a great time with them.  We went to get pedicures, swam, bbq'd...and went for some long walks in Queen Creek where DeAnn lives.  It was such a relaxing and fun time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TBP4BPRzojI/AAAAAAAAAQs/4dZ3YVEY7a8/s1600/Family+2010+315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TBP4BPRzojI/AAAAAAAAAQs/4dZ3YVEY7a8/s320/Family+2010+315.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481997871604802098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids &amp; weddings don't mix too much. Our boys were doing anything they could to entertain themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TBP4XFgUguI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/bLye5ZLwEzQ/s1600/Family+2010+291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TBP4XFgUguI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/bLye5ZLwEzQ/s320/Family+2010+291.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481998246938444514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to go back again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-8224434536521787313?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/8224434536521787313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=8224434536521787313' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/8224434536521787313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/8224434536521787313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2010/06/hothothot.html' title='Hot...Hot...Hot!'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TBP2cnUNyVI/AAAAAAAAAQU/2dSzRz5qe3I/s72-c/Family+2010+272.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-7763788380565845487</id><published>2010-06-02T12:20:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T12:49:24.276-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishing, Forts &amp; Summer Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TAalDTPWkUI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Q0r56Z9UbLc/s1600/Family+2010+180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TAalDTPWkUI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Q0r56Z9UbLc/s320/Family+2010+180.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478247472865644866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love summer.  Who doesn't though?  On Memorial Day we went up to Deer Creek to try our hand at fishing.  We have been looking for a new hobby to get the boys involved in and decided fishing would be fun.  Although Memorial Day was beautiful...the wind started to pick up right when we got our fishing poles all ready to cast.  The wind was coming right at us, so we only stayed for a bit.  Will still had a blast and keeps asking when we're going back.  He also asked if we could catch a duck next time... hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grant did what Grant does best.  Eat.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TAalSzRaVkI/AAAAAAAAAPk/M2_rmcTnk9o/s1600/Family+2010+198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TAalSzRaVkI/AAAAAAAAAPk/M2_rmcTnk9o/s320/Family+2010+198.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478247739162252866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Jor spent the night Saturday and built a fort for the kids.  They loved it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TAalnmIC1bI/AAAAAAAAAPs/o67LLWxMkNQ/s1600/Family+2010+195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TAalnmIC1bI/AAAAAAAAAPs/o67LLWxMkNQ/s320/Family+2010+195.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478248096410555826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys hair has been out of control lately.  So we thought we'd give them their summer hair cuts.  I think they look adorable.  I love these little guys so much.  I was thinking about them last night before I drifted off and couldn't imagine a luckier mother.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TAamBoQakRI/AAAAAAAAAP0/oRD47IliHt8/s1600/Family+2010+197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TAamBoQakRI/AAAAAAAAAP0/oRD47IliHt8/s320/Family+2010+197.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478248543659135250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TAammxHNaUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/-kLeWf5RppE/s1600/Family+2010+191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TAammxHNaUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/-kLeWf5RppE/s320/Family+2010+191.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478249181691603266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TAam0FSqhaI/AAAAAAAAAQE/rBU0wUG2Ef4/s1600/Family+2010+207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TAam0FSqhaI/AAAAAAAAAQE/rBU0wUG2Ef4/s320/Family+2010+207.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478249410446656930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-7763788380565845487?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7763788380565845487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=7763788380565845487' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/7763788380565845487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/7763788380565845487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2010/06/fishing-forts-summer-hair.html' title='Fishing, Forts &amp; Summer Hair'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/TAalDTPWkUI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Q0r56Z9UbLc/s72-c/Family+2010+180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-282961844821948984</id><published>2010-05-05T09:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T09:45:03.919-06:00</updated><title type='text'>She is more precious than rubies....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;...and all the things thou canst desire are not to be compared unto her. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S-GSEBeIsUI/AAAAAAAAAPM/lHh0LrCic-w/s1600/Grandma+Peel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S-GSEBeIsUI/AAAAAAAAAPM/lHh0LrCic-w/s320/Grandma+Peel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467812020416459074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandma is taking her final steps on this journey we call life.&lt;br /&gt;She is a woman who never knew wealth. &lt;br /&gt;She is a woman who knew the true meaning of work.&lt;br /&gt;Caring for the sick was a way of life to her.&lt;br /&gt;She never tired of reading to us, singing to us, or spending time with us.&lt;br /&gt;Her testimony got her through the hard times...and there were plenty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now...Jeff &amp; I are lucky enough to have her with us.  She has moved in so she won't have to be alone as she makes her way towards her husband &amp; daughter once again.  I love the idea that through our service, we are becoming like her.  So these final days/weeks...we enjoy every moment with her.  Every story, song, or conversation will be tucked away in my heart to be cherished for the rest of my own life.  I love you Grandma.  You are truly more precious than all the jewels on earth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-282961844821948984?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/282961844821948984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=282961844821948984' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/282961844821948984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/282961844821948984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2010/05/she-is-more-precious-than-rubies.html' title='She is more precious than rubies....'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S-GSEBeIsUI/AAAAAAAAAPM/lHh0LrCic-w/s72-c/Grandma+Peel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-3488936020486908990</id><published>2010-04-19T10:09:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T10:53:54.444-06:00</updated><title type='text'>With Spring Comes.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S8yGfR0w4FI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Nff6YAmTb5Y/s1600/Family+2010+135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S8yGfR0w4FI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Nff6YAmTb5Y/s320/Family+2010+135.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461888320012345426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Branding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went down this weekend to help Grandpa brand the new cows. Along with branding comes the castrating and shots.  I am sure glad I'm not a cow around this time of year.  One of my friends asked if we eat the "Rocky Mountain Oysters" after the branding is done.  Although I consider myself to be a non-picky eater, I can say that RMO's are something I truly don't think I could stomach.  Here are some fun pictures of the weekend.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the boys made a beeline right to the swing when we arrived on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S8yG8rzk84I/AAAAAAAAAOc/KzqnLdAcKKw/s1600/Family+2010+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S8yG8rzk84I/AAAAAAAAAOc/KzqnLdAcKKw/s320/Family+2010+095.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461888825202897794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our favorite old Apricot tree.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S8yHFuVXdsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/8pdBvnzqYyE/s1600/Family+2010+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S8yHFuVXdsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/8pdBvnzqYyE/s320/Family+2010+098.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461888980500313794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grant is in heaven on the farm.  Dirt, rocks...and plenty of room to roam...what else could a guy want?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S8yHgTBmd5I/AAAAAAAAAOs/iHiABTqKiv8/s1600/Family+2010+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S8yHgTBmd5I/AAAAAAAAAOs/iHiABTqKiv8/s320/Family+2010+112.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461889437026121618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think we even made it in the house before Jeff got out the 4 wheeler.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S8yH9lGdGOI/AAAAAAAAAO0/jQn_ttZ8Bng/s1600/Family+2010+118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S8yH9lGdGOI/AAAAAAAAAO0/jQn_ttZ8Bng/s320/Family+2010+118.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461889940094523618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During branding we pack the guys up lunch and bring it out for them.  The boys are always excited to go see exactly what it is that is going on.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S8yILAAXAeI/AAAAAAAAAO8/YJPi6UCbWVM/s1600/Family+2010+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S8yILAAXAeI/AAAAAAAAAO8/YJPi6UCbWVM/s320/Family+2010+140.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461890170655015394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S8yJ5USVTsI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Bg9OEWnt2-k/s1600/Family+2010+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S8yJ5USVTsI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Bg9OEWnt2-k/s320/Family+2010+152.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461892065884720834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sure love Spring on the farm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-3488936020486908990?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3488936020486908990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=3488936020486908990' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/3488936020486908990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/3488936020486908990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2010/04/with-spring-comes.html' title='With Spring Comes.....'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S8yGfR0w4FI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Nff6YAmTb5Y/s72-c/Family+2010+135.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-638507848695906392</id><published>2010-03-30T17:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T17:45:08.498-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Reasons....</title><content type='html'>...never to leave chocolate frosting on the kitchen counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S7KMr1ZmCSI/AAAAAAAAAOE/7KpKD2qHGEg/s1600/Family+2009+840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S7KMr1ZmCSI/AAAAAAAAAOE/7KpKD2qHGEg/s320/Family+2009+840.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454576783395784994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S7KM7OZDWvI/AAAAAAAAAOM/sqo7ziPFp2Q/s1600/Family+2009+843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S7KM7OZDWvI/AAAAAAAAAOM/sqo7ziPFp2Q/s320/Family+2009+843.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454577047802436338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-638507848695906392?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/638507848695906392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=638507848695906392' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/638507848695906392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/638507848695906392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2010/03/two-reasons.html' title='Two Reasons....'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S7KMr1ZmCSI/AAAAAAAAAOE/7KpKD2qHGEg/s72-c/Family+2009+840.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-2112332968578514963</id><published>2010-03-19T08:02:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T08:39:16.457-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Cowboy's Birthday</title><content type='html'>I just barely uploaded Will's birthday pictures although it was a couple months ago now.  It was such a fun day with our "sunshine."  &lt;br /&gt;All Will wanted for his birthday was new cowboy attire.  He had grown out of his boots which made him quite frustrated when he went down to the farm.  So everyone chipped in and got him all suited up for his big #4 b-day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S6OHZPpWKjI/AAAAAAAAAL8/IPaRpe_OWXQ/s1600-h/Family+2009+791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S6OHZPpWKjI/AAAAAAAAAL8/IPaRpe_OWXQ/s320/Family+2009+791.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450348841814862386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went bowling for the first time and both little guys fell in love with the sport. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S6OHrZAbz5I/AAAAAAAAAME/QYaYTc1SxsA/s1600-h/Family+2009+801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S6OHrZAbz5I/AAAAAAAAAME/QYaYTc1SxsA/s320/Family+2009+801.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450349153565265810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Granters was able to join in on the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S6OJb57QfMI/AAAAAAAAAMM/UuJpq6coO2I/s1600-h/Family+2009+802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S6OJb57QfMI/AAAAAAAAAMM/UuJpq6coO2I/s320/Family+2009+802.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450351086547270850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin Elle drew him an awesome picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S6OK9T6IXlI/AAAAAAAAAMU/AEc24597WYA/s1600-h/Family+2009+832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S6OK9T6IXlI/AAAAAAAAAMU/AEc24597WYA/s320/Family+2009+832.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450352759969177170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fortunately...he got the soccer ball cake he was dreaming of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S6OLfyid7EI/AAAAAAAAAMc/wKfWXvg2pBE/s1600-h/Family+2009+836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S6OLfyid7EI/AAAAAAAAAMc/wKfWXvg2pBE/s320/Family+2009+836.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450353352306977858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one fun birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-2112332968578514963?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2112332968578514963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=2112332968578514963' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/2112332968578514963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/2112332968578514963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-little-cowboys-birthday.html' title='My Little Cowboy&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S6OHZPpWKjI/AAAAAAAAAL8/IPaRpe_OWXQ/s72-c/Family+2009+791.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-4562352970682816371</id><published>2010-03-10T14:41:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T15:01:25.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bend in the Road</title><content type='html'>What a beautifully stated poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime’s we come to life’s crossroads&lt;br /&gt;And view what we think is the end.&lt;br /&gt;But God has a much wider vision&lt;br /&gt;And He knows that it’s only a bend—&lt;br /&gt;The road will go on and get smoother&lt;br /&gt;And after we’ve stopped for a rest,&lt;br /&gt;The path, that lies hidden beyond us&lt;br /&gt;Is often the path that is best.&lt;br /&gt;So rest and relax and grow stronger, &lt;br /&gt;Let go and let God Share your load,&lt;br /&gt;And have faith in a brighter tomorrow—&lt;br /&gt;You’ve just come to a bend in the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S5gVKlYg5aI/AAAAAAAAAL0/686rxxuvmBM/s1600-h/Bend+in+the+Road.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S5gVKlYg5aI/AAAAAAAAAL0/686rxxuvmBM/s320/Bend+in+the+Road.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447127020882421154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-4562352970682816371?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4562352970682816371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=4562352970682816371' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/4562352970682816371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/4562352970682816371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2010/03/bend-in-road.html' title='Bend in the Road'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S5gVKlYg5aI/AAAAAAAAAL0/686rxxuvmBM/s72-c/Bend+in+the+Road.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-47874819616027685</id><published>2010-03-03T09:22:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T09:37:26.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply Overwhelming</title><content type='html'>I was washing the dishes and singing to myself when I heard the garage open.  I wasn't expecting anyone, but was glad to see my husband step through the door.  My joy soon turned to worry when I saw tears in his eyes.  He simply said "Stay inside."  &lt;br /&gt;I continued about my morning chores until curiosity got the best of me.  I tiptoed to Will &amp; Grant's room and peered through the wood blinds. It was then I realized what was happening.  There was Jeff unloading his Chevy truck as another employee watched over him.  I ran outside and asked "Jeff, What is going on?" Again he asked me to go inside and said he'd be in shortly.  &lt;br /&gt;I sat in the kitchen silently crying as he walked through the door.  Here was my strong and mighty husband with shoulders shaking and tears falling.  He had lost his job.  &lt;br /&gt;If you know Jeff, you know how much he loves his work.  He treated the company as if he owned it.  When Jeff would dream, it would be about work.  I believe that is exactly why it hurt so bad.  &lt;br /&gt;It's been a week since that day.  Although losing a job is overwhelming, it is bleak in comparison to the outpouring of love we have received.  Family has provided food, money, and even a car.  We have received sweet phone calls and emails expressing concern.  Although I'm shamed to admit it, I truly didn't have a clue how wonderful my family and friends really were.  Losing our job has been a gift.  God's love has been richly manifested and we are grateful.  I have learned life changing characteristics that I want to carry with me always.  Thank you for all of your examples to me.  I stand in awe of all of you and your Christ like love you show.  It is simply overwhelming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-47874819616027685?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/47874819616027685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=47874819616027685' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/47874819616027685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/47874819616027685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2010/03/simply-overwhelming.html' title='Simply Overwhelming'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-8658105381049193960</id><published>2010-01-15T14:42:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T14:52:36.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Much for the Soul to Love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S1DjXUaVGJI/AAAAAAAAALk/eO8IfYiVMeE/s1600-h/Cookbook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S1DjXUaVGJI/AAAAAAAAALk/eO8IfYiVMeE/s320/Cookbook.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427087540737087634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suzie gave me a cookbook for Christmas this year.&lt;br /&gt;I love it.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a book that radiates comfort, warmth and darn tasty recipes.&lt;br /&gt;I thankfully now have it.&lt;br /&gt;For anyone who loves cooking for your family and friends...&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/my_cookbook/"&gt;Pioneer Woman&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;will captivate your heart the second you open her book.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and try the brisket.&lt;br /&gt;It's absolutely amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-8658105381049193960?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/8658105381049193960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=8658105381049193960' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/8658105381049193960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/8658105381049193960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-much-for-soul-to-love.html' title='So Much for the Soul to Love...'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S1DjXUaVGJI/AAAAAAAAALk/eO8IfYiVMeE/s72-c/Cookbook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-2838281453471726146</id><published>2010-01-05T13:45:00.015-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T14:16:14.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holiday Season</title><content type='html'>What a wonderfully warm and cozy holiday season we had.  Although my goal was a little less than Chevy Chase's in his infamous Christmas movie, I still wanted a fun old fashioned Christmas we could all remember.  Between Jeff's finals and all the other activities we had going on, we managed to make some terrific memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a better gift could there be in December than snow? None for these 2 litle guys.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S0OlrduzJgI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ht-vS_12lVU/s1600-h/Family+2009+692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S0OlrduzJgI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ht-vS_12lVU/s320/Family+2009+692.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423360542418085378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My charming husband and wonderful best friend, Tonya, gave me a terrific 30th birthday party.  We had such a great turnout with all of our dearest family and friends. I felt a little silly opening presents...but as Josalyn said "You only turn 30 once...you better enjoy it!"  After opening presents I think I'll be scheduling another 30th party for next year.  You guys are the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S0OmVEx_YTI/AAAAAAAAAKE/4IQ4hDtNZ2g/s1600-h/Family+2009+695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S0OmVEx_YTI/AAAAAAAAAKE/4IQ4hDtNZ2g/s320/Family+2009+695.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423361257275089202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hit my parents for Christmas this year.  Mom and Dad threw a great Christmas Eve get together with Grandpa and Grandma Jones and the Tuckers.  The next morning, the upstairs crew were ready to get rockin'.  It's a tradition in our home to wait at the top of the stairs until camera's are put into place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S0OmvEw20-I/AAAAAAAAAKM/g-kPoZJmeQ8/s1600-h/Family+2009+707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S0OmvEw20-I/AAAAAAAAAKM/g-kPoZJmeQ8/s320/Family+2009+707.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423361703946933218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Will has been asking for a Lightning Mcqueen bike from Santa for the past several months.  Thank goodness the Santa at the mall is real and came through on the little guys' request.  Thank you Santa!  His little brother got a top of the line mower to help dad in the summer time.  I think he might cut more grass than Jeff with that bad boy!&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S0OnUTnoyRI/AAAAAAAAAKU/RXtXd-Qtr30/s1600-h/Family+2009+713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S0OnUTnoyRI/AAAAAAAAAKU/RXtXd-Qtr30/s320/Family+2009+713.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423362343589955858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S0OnckRt0EI/AAAAAAAAAKc/9MOnzBQYOsM/s1600-h/Family+2009+721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S0OnckRt0EI/AAAAAAAAAKc/9MOnzBQYOsM/s320/Family+2009+721.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423362485500366914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before Christmas Eve Jor and I hit KMart for some last minute stocking stuffers.  We saw these slippers for Ma and couldn't resist.  haha They still crack me up.  I think they match her Christmas sweater quite nicely.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S0On13uudTI/AAAAAAAAAKk/L_9fdnRA6ZQ/s1600-h/Family+2009+726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S0On13uudTI/AAAAAAAAAKk/L_9fdnRA6ZQ/s320/Family+2009+726.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423362920219047218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Jor and I also were fortunate to pick up this outfit for him to wear.  Aren't brother's the funnest?  (It even has bells on the bottom that jingled as he walked!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S0OqOECB3rI/AAAAAAAAALU/Vo-Mo6srqbI/s1600-h/Family+2009+757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S0OqOECB3rI/AAAAAAAAALU/Vo-Mo6srqbI/s320/Family+2009+757.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423365534861352626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff really came through this year.  He got me the present I've been asking for since we've been married.  (Yes I did switch it for another model, but you still get an "A" for the thought sweetie!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S0OoRUf-ajI/AAAAAAAAAKs/e0igaFR3qj8/s1600-h/Family+2009+741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S0OoRUf-ajI/AAAAAAAAAKs/e0igaFR3qj8/s320/Family+2009+741.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423363391798274610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, this wasn't Jeff's main gift, but I'm betting it was his favorite.  (Well that or the Wild Mustang cologne he got..Aaaarrrrrr.)He just had to get dart guns for him and Will.  Boys will be boys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S0OofwlzkPI/AAAAAAAAAK0/dL5ZmJ6VF-c/s1600-h/Family+2009+733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S0OofwlzkPI/AAAAAAAAAK0/dL5ZmJ6VF-c/s320/Family+2009+733.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423363639857090802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long and wonderful Christmas day, Grant looked just about how I felt.  We were ready to head on down to Holden for part 2.  We were met with a beautiful dinner, such fun presents, and sweet grandparents ready to take us in.  Isn't Holden a sight?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S0OpXdd-bpI/AAAAAAAAALE/INTSuiayHvU/s1600-h/Family+2009+772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S0OpXdd-bpI/AAAAAAAAALE/INTSuiayHvU/s320/Family+2009+772.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423364596796649106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S0Opesn7U_I/AAAAAAAAALM/CeKE56QGMm8/s1600-h/Family+2009+770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S0Opesn7U_I/AAAAAAAAALM/CeKE56QGMm8/s320/Family+2009+770.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423364721124004850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite memories this season was with a newer friend, Rachel.  We let our little ones build a snowman and then Rachel had us in for hot cocoa and homemade ice cream made out of snow!  It actually tasted so good!  That afternoon made me remember that the best memories are made from the simplest ingredients.  Yes, you've reached the end of this novel...finally.  However, we truly hope your holiday season was as sweet as ours was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-2838281453471726146?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2838281453471726146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=2838281453471726146' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/2838281453471726146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/2838281453471726146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2010/01/holiday-season.html' title='The Holiday Season'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/S0OlrduzJgI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ht-vS_12lVU/s72-c/Family+2009+692.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-9079586211869015321</id><published>2009-11-18T10:55:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T11:02:34.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Hire</title><content type='html'>2 Light Hangers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Are willing to decorate your tree, even if it's already been done.&lt;br /&gt;*Promise not to make a peep so nobody will know what they are up to.&lt;br /&gt;*Call quick, their schedule is filling up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SwQ1v7Pn53I/AAAAAAAAAJM/X96pKR1cEhs/s1600/Family+2009+595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SwQ1v7Pn53I/AAAAAAAAAJM/X96pKR1cEhs/s320/Family+2009+595.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405504550224783218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SwQ192fZbxI/AAAAAAAAAJU/QQTutUBlZ4s/s1600/Family+2009+602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SwQ192fZbxI/AAAAAAAAAJU/QQTutUBlZ4s/s320/Family+2009+602.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405504789466935058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SwQ2FlczPDI/AAAAAAAAAJc/i2kEdXWhCUY/s1600/Family+2009+603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SwQ2FlczPDI/AAAAAAAAAJc/i2kEdXWhCUY/s320/Family+2009+603.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405504922331593778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-9079586211869015321?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/9079586211869015321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=9079586211869015321' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/9079586211869015321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/9079586211869015321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/for-hire.html' title='For Hire'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SwQ1v7Pn53I/AAAAAAAAAJM/X96pKR1cEhs/s72-c/Family+2009+595.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-5161401438608131771</id><published>2009-11-06T12:44:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T13:45:06.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Recipe Worth Keeping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SvR80bKOOMI/AAAAAAAAAJA/15v0rmEvndw/s1600-h/Pie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SvR80bKOOMI/AAAAAAAAAJA/15v0rmEvndw/s320/Pie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401079093209741506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last week the boys and I went to my parents ward party.  They were doing a chili cookoff and a pie making contest.  I was extremely excited to try out my skills from when my Grandma Porter gave me lessons last May.  I ended up making a &lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Cranberry-Apple-Pie/Detail.aspx"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cranberry Apple Pie&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;and was so pleased that it turned out well!  (That's not the actual picture above but it looked something like that.) &lt;br /&gt;Out of about 30-40 pies, I was one of the 4 winners.  I was thinking that might be the first time I've won anything! For those of you who've been asking for the recipe, I got it off of www.allrecipes.com.  (One of my favorite sites).  The only thing I did different was add orange zest to it.  It truly is the perfect Thanksgiving pie.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If you want the crust recipe, email me: porter_jeni@hotmail.com   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Cranberry-Apple-Pie/Detail.aspx"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-5161401438608131771?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5161401438608131771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=5161401438608131771' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/5161401438608131771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/5161401438608131771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/recipe-worth-keeping.html' title='A Recipe Worth Keeping'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SvR80bKOOMI/AAAAAAAAAJA/15v0rmEvndw/s72-c/Pie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-4070888786477901082</id><published>2009-10-26T14:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T14:30:02.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake Tahoe</title><content type='html'>I have officially been a blogging slacker this summer...and fall. :)  I was copying all of our summer pictures to the computer, and wanted to share some fun memories.  Lake Tahoe this year was such a fun vacation!  We went out with Jeff's family and had a terrific time.  We stayed at the very top of the mountain and had a spectacular view spanning the whole valley.  Since many of the fam wasn't able to join us this year, we were left with a huge 2 bedroom condo all to ourselves.  We were at the top of the hotel and there was an outdoor jacuzzi right next to our room.  Can we say spoiled?  Thank you Chris for taking such good care of us!  The boys loved Lake Tahoe...especially seeing their 2 little cousins, Caden and Logan.  We went to Virginia City, had a train ride, picniced by the Lake, and had a splendid Sunday service at the little ward there in Lake Tahoe.  Everyone there was so nice.  We definitely didn't want to come home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If anyone is itching to can, I'm going to be at it this week.  Applesauce, Apple butter, and apple slices.  Don't you love fall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-f7.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2738188573468553463&amp;amp;site=widget-f7.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2738188573468553463&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-f7.slide.com/p1/2738188573468553463/bb_t042_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2738188573468553463&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-f7.slide.com/p2/2738188573468553463/bb_t042_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2738188573468553463&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-f7.slide.com/p4/2738188573468553463/bb_t042_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-4070888786477901082?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4070888786477901082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=4070888786477901082' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/4070888786477901082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/4070888786477901082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/lake-tahoe.html' title='Lake Tahoe'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-1597412218252738072</id><published>2009-09-15T13:09:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T13:29:59.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Into the Woods...</title><content type='html'>Summer is drawing to its close and the bright colors of fall are beginning to pierce the mountains.  The air is starting to crisp and apple canning time is almost upon us.  This summer was unforgettable.  Many gatherings, traveling, laughing and enjoying.  Our favorites were definitely our back-to-back trips to Tahoe and Brianhead.  My kind of trip is a trip into the woods.  So, we felt right at home when we arrived at Brianhead.  The cabin was breathtaking and the weather "perfect."  The kids loved it.  They adored searching for squirrels, trails, deer tracks and anything else "Papa Porter" would lead them too.  It was so nice to play games all afternoon or simply curl up with a book whenever we chose.  It was also so wonderful to be with Jory, hear of his experiences, and appreciate the great outdoors.  Here are some memories.  Hope to do this trip again soon.  Thank you very much Ma and Pops!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Sq_oc8yi6bI/AAAAAAAAAH4/fm3JjWgm7Gw/s1600-h/P1030901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Sq_oc8yi6bI/AAAAAAAAAH4/fm3JjWgm7Gw/s320/P1030901.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381775663783143858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Sq_oyqTHs_I/AAAAAAAAAIA/CWevOQx7ndY/s1600-h/P1030898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Sq_oyqTHs_I/AAAAAAAAAIA/CWevOQx7ndY/s320/P1030898.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381776036776621042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Sq_pJYN9RFI/AAAAAAAAAII/WEd_Rp7CDOA/s1600-h/P1030885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Sq_pJYN9RFI/AAAAAAAAAII/WEd_Rp7CDOA/s320/P1030885.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381776427060118610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Sq_pfFyoiFI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/q8k-8-TecMY/s1600-h/P1030882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Sq_pfFyoiFI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/q8k-8-TecMY/s320/P1030882.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381776800070797394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Sq_p0y5fiOI/AAAAAAAAAIY/FCz2vsw859Y/s1600-h/P1030880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Sq_p0y5fiOI/AAAAAAAAAIY/FCz2vsw859Y/s320/P1030880.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381777172956416226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Sq_qOmPNC1I/AAAAAAAAAIg/MulGIp2nlUI/s1600-h/P1030889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Sq_qOmPNC1I/AAAAAAAAAIg/MulGIp2nlUI/s320/P1030889.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381777616234416978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Sq_qnhogkqI/AAAAAAAAAIo/LlgP0rNZqqk/s1600-h/P1030877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Sq_qnhogkqI/AAAAAAAAAIo/LlgP0rNZqqk/s320/P1030877.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381778044495106722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-1597412218252738072?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1597412218252738072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=1597412218252738072' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/1597412218252738072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/1597412218252738072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/into-woods.html' title='Into the Woods...'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Sq_oc8yi6bI/AAAAAAAAAH4/fm3JjWgm7Gw/s72-c/P1030901.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-4304747700563920024</id><published>2009-07-29T12:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T13:09:38.108-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A bit of this, A bit of that...</title><content type='html'>Life has given me few weeks that are as busy as this one.  However, I had to clear my head for a few moments and thought I would try to play catch up on my blog.  Summer has been crazy this year.  I haven't quite figured if it's because life just gets busier the older you get...or if it's this particular summer.  Anyways here is a quick glimpse at what we've been up to: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jam, jam, and more jam.  What's a girl not to love about that?  I have a passion for canning and enjoy each step of the process immensely.  So far this summer I've done rasberry, strawberry and cherry almond.  Our peas and beans have been cleaned and frozen, and our corn is about to make its grand arrival.  The rest of our garden produce we are hastily eating as it comes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home on the range.  This is Will and Grant's favorite new movie.  When I say favorite, it's gotten to the point where I wake up at night singing the songs out of the movie.  Fortunately, they have a 1 movie a day limit and spend the rest of their time outdoors on the slip and slide or our little kiddie pool.  They are soaking up every last drop of summer.  Will is always by my side helping me with my every day chores.  He has become a pro at weeding the flower patch and vaccumming the carpets.  All his little brother is interested in is kissing.  He smothers every one with great big open mouthed kisses. It's too cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff has been running lately with work and school.  Thankfully, they are building his new offices right here in Spanish Fork! Yee-haw!  Not that the commute was that bad to begin with, but it will be nice to have him close.  He has been a gem this summer helping his Grandparents at their place and serving everyone else he's able to.  That one has a heart of gold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this weekend we take off to Lake Tahoe.  We are thrilled!  We have been looking forward to this trip for awhile.  Jeff's family is headed up and have rooms at a lodge booked.  I can't wait to tramp through the woods and see the beauty of Northern California.  After that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JORY COMES HOME!!  We are a bit excited to have our little brother come back from El Salvador.  He has been serving for 2 years and we can't wait to hug his neck.  After his farewell, we head out to BrianHead.  I've never been there but heard its gorgeous!  My parents rented out a big cabin and we will just relax and let Jory fill us in on his 2 years away.  After we get home, its back to another semester in school for Jeff...and onto my favorite time of year: Autumn.  I will be sure to take lots of pictures and post them next month some time!!  I hope everyone's summer's are going well.  Love to all- Jeni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SnCeTZ0WzQI/AAAAAAAAAHo/7-H9hKEpiHE/s1600-h/Family+2009+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SnCeTZ0WzQI/AAAAAAAAAHo/7-H9hKEpiHE/s320/Family+2009+pic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363961212383448322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-4304747700563920024?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4304747700563920024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=4304747700563920024' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/4304747700563920024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/4304747700563920024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2009/07/bit-of-this-bit-of-that.html' title='A bit of this, A bit of that...'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SnCeTZ0WzQI/AAAAAAAAAHo/7-H9hKEpiHE/s72-c/Family+2009+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-4767156901322388043</id><published>2009-06-26T16:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T16:51:00.435-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Love Little Boys...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SkVQtEwDwfI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lV0a_JeVVMM/s1600-h/Will_bushes%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SkVQtEwDwfI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lV0a_JeVVMM/s320/Will_bushes%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351772467499352562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-4767156901322388043?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4767156901322388043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=4767156901322388043' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/4767156901322388043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/4767156901322388043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-i-love-little-boys.html' title='Why I Love Little Boys...'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SkVQtEwDwfI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lV0a_JeVVMM/s72-c/Will_bushes%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-5346293479630472486</id><published>2009-06-08T15:38:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T16:00:14.064-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bryce "Candy"</title><content type='html'>This past weekend we took off to Bryce Canyon.  My sister-in-law Kami's family owns Ruby's down there and are so good to hook us up with great deals and a place to stay.  Well...we had a blast!  As many times as I'd been down to their place for blessings &amp; baptisms, I had never seen the canyon.  I LOVED IT!! You can't deny there is a God when you see this kind of nature surrounding you.  We went down with my parents, Mirs &amp; our wonderful friends, Pat, Shala &amp; their little girl, Brynlee.&lt;br /&gt;I had to share some fun pictures from our adventure.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Si2F8NH4lLI/AAAAAAAAAGg/fvzEpMyPJUU/s1600-h/P1030470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Si2F8NH4lLI/AAAAAAAAAGg/fvzEpMyPJUU/s200/P1030470.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345075602120021170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as Grant discovered there was rocks on the ground, he wanted nothing to do with me or my picture taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Si2GcIhTZqI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ip-3TSDPAmg/s1600-h/P1030474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Si2GcIhTZqI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ip-3TSDPAmg/s200/P1030474.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345076150640273058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oww!!!  Miranda &amp; Will looking much too old for their ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Si2G-FOvHuI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6Ojbxdk8l9Y/s1600-h/P1030492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Si2G-FOvHuI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6Ojbxdk8l9Y/s200/P1030492.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345076733872643810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma, Pops &amp; Mirs under a gorgeous backdrop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Si2HUHhr7HI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ykrbILNxtZE/s1600-h/P1030511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Si2HUHhr7HI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ykrbILNxtZE/s200/P1030511.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345077112446119026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need I say more? We honestly couldn't stop gawking...the scenery is stunning! This is us on the Navajo Loop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Si2HyITI9mI/AAAAAAAAAHA/I_0AGkzLlvY/s1600-h/P1030531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Si2HyITI9mI/AAAAAAAAAHA/I_0AGkzLlvY/s200/P1030531.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345077628049618530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about on the edge of the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Si2Ie87kv-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/fA98c8VKdPM/s1600-h/P1030534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Si2Ie87kv-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/fA98c8VKdPM/s200/P1030534.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345078398092099554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't hate us because we're beautiful &amp; white.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Si2I3f_Vq-I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/OySAm0OhFGM/s1600-h/P1030533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Si2I3f_Vq-I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/OySAm0OhFGM/s200/P1030533.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345078819819989986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat &amp; Shala.  :) Loads of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will keeps asking to go back to Bryce "Candy."  It was such a fun trip.  We'll be back down in 2 weeks for Sadie's baptism.  Hope to go down the Navajo Loop again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-5346293479630472486?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5346293479630472486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=5346293479630472486' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/5346293479630472486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/5346293479630472486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2009/06/bryce-candy.html' title='Bryce &quot;Candy&quot;'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Si2F8NH4lLI/AAAAAAAAAGg/fvzEpMyPJUU/s72-c/P1030470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-7838537866914815996</id><published>2009-05-26T14:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T15:58:42.711-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Getaway</title><content type='html'>Whenever we're in need of good company, fun times, and a slow-paced weekend...we head on down to Holden.  This weekend was filled with lots of activities and events in honor of Memorial Day.  Last week was rough for me with Grant's "teething" nightmares and not a lot of sleep...I somehow ended up a little discouraged and knew a short trip would be just the thing I needed.  Throughout the weekend...I tried to look for all the little things that make every day life "special."  Here were my 5 favorites: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Stepping out the door in the mornings and being greeted with the smell of trees and land.  It reminded me of the smells of summer camping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Playing a good game of PayDay with my sweet husband and brother-in-law, Dan.  I haven't sat down to a good board game in ages!  I grew up playing games and need to take more time to enjoy them now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Running into a wonderful couple on my way into church.  I was late and Grant was fussy...everyone was already inside.  There happened to be a truck parked outside the door with the nicest lady and man sitting inside.  She gave me the sweetest smile and asked how we were.  She told me that her husband was too ill to sit in sacrament, but they faithfully came every week and the deacons administered the sacrament outside to their awaiting car.  They also had a portable radio there so they could hear the service.  I was humbled by their faith and dedication.  It was the reminder I needed to take my eyes off of my own problems and refocus.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Eating good ol' fashioned picnic food.  Let's be honest...I paid for that on my run this morning, but it was 100% worth it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Laughing.  How good it was to stop and take time to have a good laugh! Laughter does amazing things for my attitude.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a saying in my kitchen that goes "Life doesn't get much better than this."  Last time my Grandpa Porter was up from Arizona, he saw the saying and asked "Do you believe that?"  I answered without hesitation that I did.  This last weekend I remembered that in order for that saying to be true, I have to remind myself to stop and see the beauty that life holds.  It's always there...I just need to take time to see it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-19.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2738188573466659353&amp;amp;site=widget-19.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2738188573466659353&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-19.slide.com/p1/2738188573466659353/bb_t047_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2738188573466659353&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-19.slide.com/p2/2738188573466659353/bb_t047_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SgeqC-jLQNI/AAAAAAAAAFw/PBZshaGzuSQ/s200/Boyz+in+Fridge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334419251770638546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can’t comprehend &lt;br /&gt;The generations she’s touching&lt;br /&gt;Motherhood gets sweeter with time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mama’s day…&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t end when she’s fifty&lt;br /&gt;There are still walks to be walked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SgevMTqj0sI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ztXXoucsDZE/s1600-h/Grandma+Stevens+%26+Will.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SgevMTqj0sI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ztXXoucsDZE/s200/Grandma+Stevens+%26+Will.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334424909615715010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama’s are there &lt;br /&gt;In the most desperate of hours&lt;br /&gt;Tending to their sweet little flock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Sgevgabv0zI/AAAAAAAAAGI/L9-c6dbbXoY/s1600-h/Grant+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Sgevgabv0zI/AAAAAAAAAGI/L9-c6dbbXoY/s200/Grant+043.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334425255030018866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mama’s day…&lt;br /&gt;Should be sunshine and flowers&lt;br /&gt;Not full of hurt and pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Sgev_PiUEWI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/hGbCSuaCMnI/s1600-h/Grant+%26+Mama+B%26W+-+revised.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Sgev_PiUEWI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/hGbCSuaCMnI/s200/Grant+%26+Mama+B%26W+-+revised.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334425784680714594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little she knows&lt;br /&gt;God’s hand is at work&lt;br /&gt;Hoping she’ll dance in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mama’s day &lt;br /&gt;Is quite delightful&lt;br /&gt;Holding her little ones close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Sgewbwx_lRI/AAAAAAAAAGY/F-vnq8dXfoQ/s1600-h/Mama+%26+Boys+Camping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Sgewbwx_lRI/AAAAAAAAAGY/F-vnq8dXfoQ/s200/Mama+%26+Boys+Camping.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334426274641188114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knows a secret&lt;br /&gt;Life is what you make it&lt;br /&gt;Each second matters the most&lt;br /&gt;-J.N.Stevens, May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so greatful for all the mama's who have enriched the lives of me and my family.  &lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-6547683256167770302?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6547683256167770302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=6547683256167770302' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/6547683256167770302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/6547683256167770302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2009/05/mamas-day.html' title='A Mama&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SgeqC-jLQNI/AAAAAAAAAFw/PBZshaGzuSQ/s72-c/Boyz+in+Fridge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-7493174564214608989</id><published>2009-04-23T16:48:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T17:22:03.923-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baseball, Swimming &amp; Strawberry Pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SfDyXFCjs2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/UkZI7kM-xck/s1600-h/P1030374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SfDyXFCjs2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/UkZI7kM-xck/s200/P1030374.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328024837483115362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will &amp; cousin Chace enjoying some nutritious ball park food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SfDxqJrz1QI/AAAAAAAAAEk/HpvLO-WAkTg/s1600-h/P1030366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SfDxqJrz1QI/AAAAAAAAAEk/HpvLO-WAkTg/s200/P1030366.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328024065635767554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grant is baseball's newest fan...well at least of playing in the rocks at the ball park.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SfDy7aD3g1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/IjAVxtOCVRs/s1600-h/P1030397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SfDy7aD3g1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/IjAVxtOCVRs/s200/P1030397.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328025461601043282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys enjoying a swim with Sherri &amp; DeAnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a loooooong winter trapped inside, a trip to sunny Arizona was just what the doctor ordered (especially for mama)!!  The boys have gone crazy down here and had the time of their lives.  We've seen baseball games, played with cousins, been covered head to toe with sand from the sand box, gone swimming, and visited relatives and friends.  Besides Will getting carsick and Grant's teething, it's been a great spring vacation for the 4 of us.  My Grandma Porter took an afternoon to teach me how to make her famous Strawberry Pie.  I couldn't resist but share with the rest of you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry Pie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crust: 5 C. flour          2 1/2 C. shortening&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp. salt                2 T. sugar&lt;br /&gt;Cut together with pastry cutter or fork.&lt;br /&gt;1 egg                      1 T. vinegar&lt;br /&gt;Beat together with fork first, than add enough ice-water to make 1 C. liquid. Beat well with a fork. &lt;br /&gt;Stir liquid into flour mixture until well blended and roll out on floured surface. (Roll fairly thin). This crust will make enough for 2 pie's (both bottom and top crusts).  If making the following pie, bake just the bottom crust at 350 until golden brown.  Let cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 baskets of fresh strawberries, rinsed and halved or quartered.  &lt;br /&gt;Combine the following in saucepan:&lt;br /&gt;1 C. sugar                  3 T. corn starch&lt;br /&gt;3 T. light corn syrup       1 C. water&lt;br /&gt;1/4 tsp. salt               5 strawberries, mashed&lt;br /&gt;Cook, stirring until clear and thickened.  Remove from heat. &lt;br /&gt;Add 3 T. strawberry jello.  Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrange 1 bottom layer of clean dry berries in the cooled crust.  Drizzle half of the syrup over.  Arrange 1 more layer of berries and drizzle remaining syrup on top.  Refrigerate for an hour or more and cover with whipped topping right before serving. &lt;br /&gt;This recipe is AMAZING.  You will not regret making it.  If you'd like, buy a pie crust to make it a bit easier!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-7493174564214608989?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7493174564214608989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=7493174564214608989' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/7493174564214608989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/7493174564214608989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2009/04/baseball-swimming-strawberry-pie.html' title='Baseball, Swimming &amp; Strawberry Pie'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SfDyXFCjs2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/UkZI7kM-xck/s72-c/P1030374.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-66464987551472460</id><published>2009-04-16T12:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T12:18:08.728-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A little angry...</title><content type='html'>So the past little while I've heard of a lot of people going private.  I didn't understand why, until my good friend Tonya clued me in.  She said she had watched Oprah that day about child predators and decided it was time to go private.  Well... I do record Oprah and watch it occassionally, so I turned it on while I cleaned this morning.  Seriously, how sick is our world becoming??  The scary thing is that it doesn't happen just to kids in big inner cities, or kids in severly low-income neighborhoods...its happening everywhere.  While I believe the internet can be such a great tool, I am saddened (and a little angry) at how its misused.  Doesn't there come a time when enough children have been assaulted that the government steps in and regulates the filth that's passed along?  Isn't there a button the techies at Microsoft can click to turn off pornography all together? :) I optimistically hope that one day the internet will be a clean place for society to use.  Understanding agency though, I will educate my children from when they are young and in the mean time...I too will be going private.  I'll get everyone on my list invitations emailed out.  Send me your email if you would like one and you are not on my list already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-66464987551472460?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/66464987551472460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=66464987551472460' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/66464987551472460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/66464987551472460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-angry.html' title='A little angry...'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-1217499955412730479</id><published>2009-04-10T11:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T11:18:43.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A-tisket, a tasket...A green &amp; yellow basket.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Sd9_UvT3KoI/AAAAAAAAAEc/87I3e9g2ceQ/s1600-h/P1030278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Sd9_UvT3KoI/AAAAAAAAAEc/87I3e9g2ceQ/s200/P1030278.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323113278849100418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Sd9_ARg7SGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/pkZiHyXfpdA/s1600-h/P1030268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Sd9_ARg7SGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/pkZiHyXfpdA/s200/P1030268.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323112927253448802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I faintly recalled this nursery rhyme from many years past.  I thought it would be fun this Spring to make my own "green &amp; yellow" baskets.  Hopefully the little guys can use them for many delightful Easter egg hunts.  Happy Easter everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-1217499955412730479?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1217499955412730479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=1217499955412730479' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/1217499955412730479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/1217499955412730479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2009/04/tisket-tasketa-green-yellow-basket.html' title='A-tisket, a tasket...A green &amp; yellow basket.'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/Sd9_UvT3KoI/AAAAAAAAAEc/87I3e9g2ceQ/s72-c/P1030278.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-6362302755014560287</id><published>2009-04-03T16:30:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T16:42:39.383-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Help Wanted</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SdaQuagE6GI/AAAAAAAAAEM/4xfCyfU2mrw/s1600-h/swing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 183px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SdaQuagE6GI/AAAAAAAAAEM/4xfCyfU2mrw/s200/swing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320599136847063138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have always had a passion for writing.  For years, I have been wanting to write a novel and this year I became brave enough to put the story on paper.  It's coming along quite nicely, but I am stuck!  This is where you come in.... I need a name for my little town.  The book takes place in early 1900's...in my mind the town is a combination of Anne of Green Gables, Meet me in St. Louis, Pollyanna, and Stars Hollow.  &lt;br /&gt;If you can come up with the perfect name for me, I will send you some beautiful hand picked stationary.  (I'm starting to collect stationary and am quite smitten.)&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your help!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-6362302755014560287?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6362302755014560287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=6362302755014560287' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/6362302755014560287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/6362302755014560287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2009/04/help-wanted.html' title='Help Wanted'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SdaQuagE6GI/AAAAAAAAAEM/4xfCyfU2mrw/s72-c/swing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-4002870729513608978</id><published>2009-03-24T19:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:02:51.987-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh &amp; Fabulous!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/ScmQXel6D3I/AAAAAAAAAD8/crmPCyj7zUs/s1600-h/Full-CarriChicken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/ScmQXel6D3I/AAAAAAAAAD8/crmPCyj7zUs/s200/Full-CarriChicken.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316939568111030130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to share...this is an amazing recipe.  We loved it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carribean Chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients-&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon dried, crushed thyme&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon paprika&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon allspice&lt;br /&gt;4 chicken breasts&lt;br /&gt;2 1/2 small limes, juiced (you should have at least 2/3 cup juice)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tablespoon grated fresh ginger&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons vegetable oil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the salsa-&lt;br /&gt;1 can corn kernels, drained&lt;br /&gt;1 large mango, peeled and diced (see how to dice a mango)&lt;br /&gt;2 thin slices of sweet onion (Vandalia or Walla Walla)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 lime, juiced&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon olive oil&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup fresh cilantro, chopped&lt;br /&gt;salt and pepper to taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions-&lt;br /&gt;1. Mix the salt, thyme, paprika, and allspice together. Rub the spices into the meat with your fingers. Set aside in a shallow dish.&lt;br /&gt;2. Mix the lime juice, fresh ginger, and vegetable oil together. Pour it over the chicken. Cover and refrigerate for two hours to marinade.&lt;br /&gt;3. Mix all the salsa ingredients together. Refrigerate.&lt;br /&gt;4. Discard the marinade and cook the chicken on the grill or stove top. (A portable grill works nicely.) Serve hot with the salsa spooned over the meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly scrumptious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-4002870729513608978?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4002870729513608978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=4002870729513608978' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/4002870729513608978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/4002870729513608978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2009/03/fresh-fabulous.html' title='Fresh &amp; Fabulous!'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/ScmQXel6D3I/AAAAAAAAAD8/crmPCyj7zUs/s72-c/Full-CarriChicken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-5297848685315435372</id><published>2009-03-16T21:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T22:03:17.834-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The sun is out, and so are we...</title><content type='html'>As the doorbell rings, Will tears towards it with Grant waddling as fast as possible trying to keep up.  The great outdoors constantly beckons to these little boys and they are eager to answer.  Although this family is richly blessed with all 4 seasons, we are grateful for the coming of Spring.  Flowers blooming, birds singing, windows open, fresh air billowing through my white linen curtains, dirt under our fingernails, planting colorful buds, swinging on the porch swing.  The earth is being reborn...and so are our spirits.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-50.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2738188573465022288&amp;amp;site=widget-50.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2738188573465022288&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-50.slide.com/p1/2738188573465022288/bb_t040_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2738188573465022288&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-50.slide.com/p2/2738188573465022288/bb_t040_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2738188573465022288&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-50.slide.com/p4/2738188573465022288/bb_t040_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-5297848685315435372?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5297848685315435372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=5297848685315435372' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/5297848685315435372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/5297848685315435372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2009/03/sun-is-out-and-so-are-we.html' title='The sun is out, and so are we...'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-4605651525633739018</id><published>2009-03-10T14:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T14:42:15.583-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On a lighter note...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SbbQoFXIQKI/AAAAAAAAADo/LorlwaC0QXE/s1600-h/Toms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 86px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SbbQoFXIQKI/AAAAAAAAADo/LorlwaC0QXE/s200/Toms.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311662197582610594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, after my rant a couple of weeks ago, I'll keep this post a little lighter.  So I have heard horrible things about "aluminum," the main ingredient found in pretty much every deodorant on the market.  The side effects include amnesia and breast cancer. Yikes!! So anyhow, after doing my homework, I have switched to Tom's deodorant.  I love it!  My favorite scent is Apricot.  I've been buying this at the health food store for awhile at 6-7 dollars a tube.  However, I just found it at Walmart for 2.99!!  While I love to support the smaller stores, that is savings I can't pass up!&lt;br /&gt;I love to pass on any good deals I find.  Anyhow, next time you are at good ol' Walmart, check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-4605651525633739018?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4605651525633739018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=4605651525633739018' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/4605651525633739018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/4605651525633739018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2009/03/on-lighter-note.html' title='On a lighter note...'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SbbQoFXIQKI/AAAAAAAAADo/LorlwaC0QXE/s72-c/Toms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-4646658955380769328</id><published>2009-02-22T14:48:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T14:51:29.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Starts Today.</title><content type='html'>Christian, Muslim, Jewish, or Non-Believer….it doesn’t matter.  There is one thing we can all agree on; the quality of our entertainment is on a downward spiral.  I’m tired.  Tired of covering my children’s eyes whenever an inappropriate commercial appears.  Tired of getting up and walking out of anticipated PG13 movies that should’ve crossed the lines to R.  Whatever the rating may be, at the end of the day…I know “good” material from “bad.”  I know what I should be watching and what I shouldn’t.  I know what leaves me feeling peaceful inside and what doesn’t.  Last night I went to a movie.  It was PG13 and used every bit of that rating it could.  I heard destructive language, women and men having affairs, females who were in serious lack of attire….and there I sat.  I didn’t get up that time.  My soul urged, and I ignored.  I traded the value of my conscience to see “how the show ends.”  I felt horrible inside.&lt;br /&gt;Today is a new day.  There is opportunity all around me.  Opportunity for my family to stand for what we know to be right.  Opportunity to support those few entertainment outlets who still bring good into our theatres and homes.  Opportunity to walk over to my Television and quietly shut it off, no matter the popularity of the program.  Opportunity to be the only one to get up and walk out of a packed theatre.  And finally, opportunity to do right by myself, my husband, and those two little guys that God gave me to grace my home.  It’s time to change the current.  It starts with me…. It starts today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-4646658955380769328?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4646658955380769328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=4646658955380769328' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/4646658955380769328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/4646658955380769328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-starts-today.html' title='It Starts Today.'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-465096438448374391</id><published>2009-02-17T15:51:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T16:14:53.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Ten List!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SZtEtdkM7tI/AAAAAAAAADg/afyTfdrBoag/s1600-h/Jeff+Tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 142px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SZtEtdkM7tI/AAAAAAAAADg/afyTfdrBoag/s200/Jeff+Tree.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303908533980163794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Top 10 Reasons A Day With Jeff is Priceless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. He can sing you every song made by Conway Twitty, Hank Williams, or any other country singer imagineable.  &lt;br /&gt;9. When you think you've found the best burger dive possible, Jeff will take you to a better one.&lt;br /&gt;8. On any given day, Jeff can tell you how to get to Zion..."Take I-15 down to a little town called Holden."&lt;br /&gt;7. When you are parched and out of anything to drink, Jeff will unfailingly pull out a crisp cold can of Pepsi. &lt;br /&gt;6. Although he appears very manly, Jeff is always up for a good episode of the "Gilmore Girls." &lt;br /&gt;5. He has a killer built-in navigation system.  You can almost punch an address on his forehead and get the same results as a GPS.&lt;br /&gt;4. If you're bored, nothing is better than locking Jeff in the house for the entire day with nothing to do and watching him squirm.  Quite entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;3. He'll go to any store with you...except the MAC counter.  Every guy has their limits. &lt;br /&gt;2. Call him "Chef Jeff." He is a barbequeing, dutch ovening, grilling man.  And he's only lit the barbeque on fire twice.  &lt;br /&gt;1.  If you have a pet, trade them in and rent Jeff.  He is the most loyal, humble, and best friend anyone can have.  &lt;br /&gt;I love you Jeff.  I hope our 5 years turns into 50...and so on.  &lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-465096438448374391?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/465096438448374391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=465096438448374391' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/465096438448374391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/465096438448374391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2009/02/top-ten-list.html' title='Top Ten List!'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SZtEtdkM7tI/AAAAAAAAADg/afyTfdrBoag/s72-c/Jeff+Tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-7589967191831738466</id><published>2009-01-23T14:02:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T14:09:24.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too funny to not post...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SXox970YjWI/AAAAAAAAADY/ZjZcy9jbq9Q/s1600-h/Table.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 167px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SXox970YjWI/AAAAAAAAADY/ZjZcy9jbq9Q/s200/Table.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294599252026625378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was scanning Craigs List the other day to see if there was anything good out there and came across this table. Isn't it great?!  haha Jeff's always saying how he needs more desk space at work...and his birthday IS coming up.  What do you think??!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-7589967191831738466?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7589967191831738466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=7589967191831738466' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/7589967191831738466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/7589967191831738466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2009/01/too-funny-to-not-post.html' title='Too funny to not post...'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SXox970YjWI/AAAAAAAAADY/ZjZcy9jbq9Q/s72-c/Table.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-1674912005757881082</id><published>2009-01-16T23:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T23:54:52.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sweet Willaby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SXGApMo8ICI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zfZKbbmrCEs/s1600-h/Osha+Log+2008+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SXGApMo8ICI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zfZKbbmrCEs/s200/Osha+Log+2008+097.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292152482392973346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Will-&lt;br /&gt;I can clearly remember the first day you came into this world.  Surrounded by a dozen people in the operating room, my only hope is that you would be okay coming here early.  The second I heard your little cry, my life changed.  I knew you were sick...but I had no doubt you were a fighter and would come through okay.  Looking back, those weeks were the hardest and scariest I've ever gone through.  Seeing you hooked up to all those machines and fight for each breath, broke my heart.  God took care of you though and you have grown to be the strongest, funniest and sweetest 3 year old I know.  I love that you come climb into my bed at 6 every morning.  I love that you call me a "princess."  I love your loooong kisses you give me.  I love seing your eyes light up every time we take you to the farm or you get to see your grandparents, cousins &amp; friends. I love that you have to give Grant a kiss on the cheek every morning as soon as you wake up.  I love that every night when we say its time for bed you say "Few more minutes." In short, I love every quality that makes up the little boy you are.  As I climb onto my knees this night, I will thank God for giving us one of His most precious spirits. You are a giant among men.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-1674912005757881082?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1674912005757881082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=1674912005757881082' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/1674912005757881082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/1674912005757881082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-sweet-willaby.html' title='My Sweet Willaby'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SXGApMo8ICI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zfZKbbmrCEs/s72-c/Osha+Log+2008+097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-6287064422407943670</id><published>2008-12-12T15:33:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T14:14:34.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am</title><content type='html'>I am...a devoted mother, lucky wife, &amp; a goofball most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;I think...I am blessed.&lt;br /&gt;I want…to see the world in black and white, no matter how grey it is.&lt;br /&gt;I have...everything I need.&lt;br /&gt;I miss…my little brother.&lt;br /&gt;I fear...letting myself down.&lt;br /&gt;I feel...grateful for the “old soul” that I call mine.&lt;br /&gt;I hear...silence, the boys are tucked away sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;I smell...wassail.&lt;br /&gt;I crave…peace in an unsettled world.&lt;br /&gt;I cry...when I’m uncertain of the future.&lt;br /&gt;I search...for ways to give back to those who show such kindness.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder...if I’ll ever get back in my size 8’s.&lt;br /&gt;I regret...letting things that don’t matter steal away my time.&lt;br /&gt;I wish...I could buy Jeff a farm with a tractor he could ride on all day.&lt;br /&gt;I love...Jeff’s welcoming arms, Will’s mischievous grin, Grant’s eyes full of hope.&lt;br /&gt;I care...about where I’ve come from, those heroic people I call my ancestors.&lt;br /&gt;I always...try to believe that people have good hearts (and intentions).&lt;br /&gt;I worry...about paying off our debts.&lt;br /&gt;I am not...very good at making friends..I want to, but let fear hold me back.&lt;br /&gt;I remember...all the kindness Jeff’s parents and mine have shown us.&lt;br /&gt;I believe... with work, I can keep the world out of my home. &lt;br /&gt;I sing...to my boys every day, music brings beauty to my life.&lt;br /&gt;I don't always…believe my husband when he tells me I look beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;I argue...too much about things that have no meaning.&lt;br /&gt;I write...for work, pleasure, and to relieve a full heart.&lt;br /&gt;I lose...discouragement when I hold my sons in my arms.&lt;br /&gt;I listen...to my boys laughter and feel whole.&lt;br /&gt;I can usually be found...at home with my family.&lt;br /&gt;I need...to prove to myself that I can finish what I’ve started.&lt;br /&gt;I forget...that God is with me every day.&lt;br /&gt;I am happy...for each of you I call family and friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag...you're it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-6287064422407943670?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6287064422407943670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=6287064422407943670' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/6287064422407943670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/6287064422407943670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am.html' title='I Am'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-8555495726604997540</id><published>2008-12-08T00:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T00:28:27.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oregon in October</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-34.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2738188573460525364&amp;amp;site=widget-34.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2738188573460525364&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-34.slide.com/p1/2738188573460525364/bb_t056_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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In October, we packed up the boys and Grandma Stevens and went to Oregon to see Suz, Bret, &amp; kids. We had such a great time and fell in love with the land.  Oregon is truly breathtaking!  I loved the coast..especially eating fresh fish.  The Garcia's live out in the country.  We went to pumpkin patches, outdoor farmers markets, the Mennonite Bakery, Eugene, the coast, etc.  The most beautiful site though was definitely the drive from Bend to Eugene.  I wish I got more pictures!  We will definitely have to go back soon.  Thanks Bret &amp; Suz!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-3580020089804109651?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3580020089804109651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=3580020089804109651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/3580020089804109651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/3580020089804109651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-trip-to-oregon.html' title='First Trip to Oregon'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-9024627946837126834</id><published>2008-12-07T22:18:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T22:33:10.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Training 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/STyw3hjQ6yI/AAAAAAAAACY/nDii0b3vHkE/s1600-h/P1020894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/STyw3hjQ6yI/AAAAAAAAACY/nDii0b3vHkE/s200/P1020894.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277287331316951842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/STyw2-xXNxI/AAAAAAAAACQ/L3-TAPGPrM0/s1600-h/P1020888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/STyw2-xXNxI/AAAAAAAAACQ/L3-TAPGPrM0/s200/P1020888.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277287321980843794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my...I feel like a pretty bad mom tonight.  I am getting ready to potty train Will.  He is showing all the signs and I had it planned for this next week.  So tonight...Jocelyn, Dan &amp; little Mailon were over for Christmas cookies and Will kept dancing around.  He was whining...upset...etc.  I thought he just needed to go number 2.  He has a hard time doing that and it takes him a long time.  So...after about an hour I decided to just take him in and see what he did.  If you have ever seen that scene out of League of Their Own with Tom Hanks...you'll know how it went.  The poor kid went forever.  I felt like such a bad mom!! I had no clue he was holding it!  &lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, if my son ends up on antibiotics for a bladder infection...we'll all know why!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-9024627946837126834?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/9024627946837126834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=9024627946837126834' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/9024627946837126834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/9024627946837126834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2008/12/potty-training-101.html' title='Potty Training 101'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/STyw3hjQ6yI/AAAAAAAAACY/nDii0b3vHkE/s72-c/P1020894.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-8406556013996608868</id><published>2008-10-21T19:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T20:17:41.557-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag...I'm it.</title><content type='html'>This is for a dear friend...who keeps getting after me for not updating my blog! haha I promise I haven't been slacking (well maybe a little)...our computer busted, so I guess I'll use Jeff's laptop! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What's your husbands name? Jeffrey Jones Stevens&lt;br /&gt;2. How long have you guys been married? 4 years and 8 months&lt;br /&gt;3. How long did you date? We met the June before we got married...so 9 months.&lt;br /&gt;4. How old is he? haha Yes...he is younger than I am, 26.  I have to say that I may be the smart one out here.  I may be older, but that will suit me well when I'm old and gray and Jeff is the young one who gets to take care of me.&lt;br /&gt;5. Who eats more sweets? Oh my...definitely me. &lt;br /&gt;6. Who said I Love You first? Jeff...November 1, 2003, after Luke &amp; Lindseys reception.  He was in a tux...and I was gone..&lt;br /&gt;7. Who is taller? If you know us, this is pretty obvious.  I kindof stick out like a sore thumb around the Stevens clan!!  He is 6'3 and I'm 5'4.  It's good though.&lt;br /&gt;8. Who is the better singer? haha Jeff.  One of my favorite memories is laying in bed one night and Jeff singing hymns to me out of his little missionary hymn book.  I knew at that moment I had found a "good one." &lt;br /&gt;9. Who is smarter? Definitely me.  Being older...wiser just comes with the territory.  (I'm joking honey.)&lt;br /&gt;10. Who does the laundry? 2/3 me...1/3 Jeff.&lt;br /&gt;11. Who pays the bills? I do. &lt;br /&gt;12. Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? Jeff&lt;br /&gt;13. Who mows the lawn? Jeff used to, but I convinced him to let me take over to help burn some extra calories.&lt;br /&gt;14. Who cooks dinner? Mostly me, but sometimes Jeff will if I am working or had a tough day.  He's a keeper.&lt;br /&gt;15. Who drives? Jeff typically.  I'm horrible at parallel parking in his truck!!  It's sad. &lt;br /&gt;16. Who is the first to say they are wrong? Oh gol..I'm not sure.  Probably both.&lt;br /&gt;17. Who kissed who first? If you know Jeff, you'll love this: Our 3rd date, Jeff was nervously lingering on my porch and finally reached over and gave me the quickest peck in history and literally ran to his truck and took off.  I was left standing on the porch wondering where he went so fast!&lt;br /&gt;18. Who asked who out first? It was a blind date, set up by my dear friend, tonya. I owe you, Ernst.&lt;br /&gt;19. Who wears the pants? haha Who knows.  We both do at times.  &lt;br /&gt;There you go. I tag....... Everyone who reads this!&lt;br /&gt;Let's hear what you gals have to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-8406556013996608868?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/8406556013996608868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=8406556013996608868' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/8406556013996608868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/8406556013996608868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2008/10/tagim-it.html' title='Tag...I&apos;m it.'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-3873710267829876762</id><published>2008-09-12T11:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T11:38:47.197-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good ol' summer time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-2e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2738188573451193390&amp;amp;site=widget-2e.slide.com" style="width:350px;height:262px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:350px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=fl&amp;amp;id=2738188573451193390&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-2e.slide.com/p1/2738188573451193390/bb_t056_v000_s0fl_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=fl&amp;amp;id=2738188573451193390&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-2e.slide.com/p2/2738188573451193390/bb_t056_v000_s0fl_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=fl&amp;id=2738188573451193390&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-2e.slide.com/p4/2738188573451193390/bb_t056_v000_s0fl_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-3873710267829876762?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3873710267829876762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=3873710267829876762' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/3873710267829876762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/3873710267829876762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2008/09/good-ol-summer-time.html' title='Good ol&apos; summer time!'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-7139739642523285518</id><published>2008-09-12T11:14:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T11:21:17.324-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye to Summer</title><content type='html'>Ahhh...fall!  I love this time of year.  However, it'll be sad to say goodbye to all the fun memories we had this summer.  The little guys love being outdoors.  Will follows his dad around like a little puppy and Grant follows Will around as fast as he can scoot.  It's been a fun summer full of camping, going to the park, swimming, going to the farm, and spending time with each other.  Here are a few of our favorite pictures from summer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182961437012426525-7139739642523285518?l=thestevensjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7139739642523285518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182961437012426525&amp;postID=7139739642523285518' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/7139739642523285518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182961437012426525/posts/default/7139739642523285518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestevensjourney.blogspot.com/2008/09/goodbye-to-summer.html' title='Goodbye to Summer'/><author><name>Jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444019660917474949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182961437012426525.post-5718355181652227502</id><published>2008-08-05T16:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T14:56:53.692-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An Angel's Eyes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SMQ_IJEwCdI/AAAAAAAAACI/13pX2L4XY1A/s1600-h/Will+%26+Grant+2008+172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243385275273447890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aSkZoVa27Y4/SMQ_IJEwCdI/AAAAAAAAACI/13pX2L4XY1A/s320/Will+%26+Grant+2008+172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both of our boys were so lucky to get Jeff's eyes... they are absolutely gorgeous. It's hard to be strict some days with those little eyes staring back up at you. Grant is teething and what a fun experience that is. Will was so great with teething, I didn't know what actual teething could be like. He has gotten his 2 bottem teeth finally...and is doing a bit better. Today we went outside and played on the grass. It was a bit overcast and beautiful!! 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