<?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-8921936801927248036</id><updated>2012-02-01T18:38:17.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CooperComics</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>130</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-7625202506143100061</id><published>2009-07-20T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T00:45:34.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what I do...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SmVPEn-fuXI/AAAAAAAAB2M/RAFlZfqAkjo/s1600-h/warf2"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SmVPEn-fuXI/AAAAAAAAB2M/RAFlZfqAkjo/s320/warf2" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360777872323623282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...when I go to Vegas for a wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my good buddy &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Worf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you recognize him.  He is the tactical officer and the Chief of Security on the USS Enterprise.  Actually, he is the Lieutenant Commander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worf is not all about titles though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His true passion is World domination!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him that I was going to go to Vegas for a wedding and he was all over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texting me again and again that he HAD to go with me.  That he was going to take over Vegas and realize his dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SmVPtRXtjMI/AAAAAAAAB2U/i21LpX00c90/s1600-h/warf3"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SmVPtRXtjMI/AAAAAAAAB2U/i21LpX00c90/s200/warf3" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360778570630008002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What could I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hippo&lt;/span&gt; for a phaser...and a drink stirrer for another weapon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't mess with power like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I took him with me to Vegas.   He really enjoyed the view from our room at the Luxor.  Kept asking me to break the glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SmVSMu3mo2I/AAAAAAAAB2c/012D8jfIWeQ/s1600-h/warf5"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SmVSMu3mo2I/AAAAAAAAB2c/012D8jfIWeQ/s200/warf5" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360781310147601250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It didn't take long before he was running off.  I followed him, just had to see what he was up to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned the corner and there he was.  Standing at gun point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise, surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who goes for a walk to try to achieve world domination and ends up with gun in his face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously Worf does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SmVWjKVpRxI/AAAAAAAAB2k/o2HhfJrnNvg/s1600-h/warf7"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SmVWjKVpRxI/AAAAAAAAB2k/o2HhfJrnNvg/s200/warf7" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360786093524993810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so tough now with out your hippo phaser now are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to do something.  He had the room key after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I followed them.  Worf was tied to a TREE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is he going to get out of this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SmVXqPOwvWI/AAAAAAAAB2s/mHUbIV3o1xY/s1600-h/warf6"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SmVXqPOwvWI/AAAAAAAAB2s/mHUbIV3o1xY/s200/warf6" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360787314609012066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I peered a little closer I noticed.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had dropped the room key!  Salvation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "You're on your own, sucker!" Was all I could manage to shout out to him as I ran away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a last look, I saw him.  He was free, and angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be watching my back for a while now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SmVXqPOwvWI/AAAAAAAAB2s/mHUbIV3o1xY/s1600-h/warf6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-7625202506143100061?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/7625202506143100061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=7625202506143100061' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/7625202506143100061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/7625202506143100061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-what-i-do.html' title='This is what I do...'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SmVPEn-fuXI/AAAAAAAAB2M/RAFlZfqAkjo/s72-c/warf2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-1641491393195250375</id><published>2009-07-08T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T15:31:49.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shannon bo Bannon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SlUXVtfIA2I/AAAAAAAAB1c/URW3_iraggM/s1600-h/GIRLS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SlUXVtfIA2I/AAAAAAAAB1c/URW3_iraggM/s320/GIRLS.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356212993581908834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Get your party hats on boys and girls, because it is time for....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHANNON'S BIRTHDAY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There she is... a precious little baby in my Moms arms.  Such a little sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(yes, I stole these pics off of Shannon's blog, but it was an old post...I need new Shannon pics ok?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was an amazing kiddo even then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SlUY-A5BQMI/AAAAAAAAB1k/OPa0q7yAf20/s1600-h/shannon+and+wy"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SlUY-A5BQMI/AAAAAAAAB1k/OPa0q7yAf20/s200/shannon+and+wy" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356214785497186498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here she is now.  ----------------------------&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 years older and so wonderful.   &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(that's out nephew Wyatt with her)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always write about my family members on their birthday's ..here is proof.   &lt;a href="http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday-shannon.html"&gt;http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday-shannon.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, sorry if I repeat myself.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is kind and genuine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel at home with her around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is really special to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyone mess with her and I will toilet paper your house sooooo good, your Momma'a Momma will be picking up paper for a month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this emotion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my deal???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must be because my baby sister is 7 months pregnant and I am a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bit overprotective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SlUZ2EuZkiI/AAAAAAAAB1s/79NGaeDzgPE/s1600-h/babybelly"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SlUZ2EuZkiI/AAAAAAAAB1s/79NGaeDzgPE/s200/babybelly" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356215748599058978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;--------------------Doesn't she look smashing, even in a sliding glass door reflection????  Everyone I know has heard me go on and on about how excited I am about my nephew coming soon.   I am serious about his arrival.  He is going to bust into this world and we are all going to love him to BITS!   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SlUZ8HwYV8I/AAAAAAAAB10/fqxj1w0ihDQ/s1600-h/sebs+thumbs"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SlUZ8HwYV8I/AAAAAAAAB10/fqxj1w0ihDQ/s200/sebs+thumbs" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356215852491888578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That is a fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does the birthday girl Shannon feel about this????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh.  I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two thumbs up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you sooooooo much Shay-bah-bons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-1641491393195250375?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/1641491393195250375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=1641491393195250375' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/1641491393195250375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/1641491393195250375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2009/07/shannon-bo-bannon.html' title='Shannon bo Bannon'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SlUXVtfIA2I/AAAAAAAAB1c/URW3_iraggM/s72-c/GIRLS.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-3960428174933042522</id><published>2009-07-08T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T01:42:10.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*Sigh*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SlRMoyDVKPI/AAAAAAAAB0U/H1YqrSe3le8/s1600-h/pollsfelandkel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SlRMoyDVKPI/AAAAAAAAB0U/H1YqrSe3le8/s320/pollsfelandkel.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355990120364583154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I must just have the summer blahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div face="arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="arial"&gt;Blogging hasn't been up there on my list of things to do.    I  love writing about our adventures...so, it is weird not to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;heat&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Awesome news alert!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My bestest friend since I was 14, Polly Page came to see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SlROTvGtVSI/AAAAAAAAB0c/_MTWRhrdbFg/s1600-h/kelly.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 147px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SlROTvGtVSI/AAAAAAAAB0c/_MTWRhrdbFg/s200/kelly.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355991957819446562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She drove all the way from Tucson. Pretty sure that is 9 hours away form here.  She even brought her super cute and fun daughter Felicia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SlROTvGtVSI/AAAAAAAAB0c/_MTWRhrdbFg/s1600-h/kelly.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know...amazing friend huh?  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Zion was our destination on a hot Tuesday.  Kelly had &lt;/span&gt;a fun time riding with Felicia.    Such patience for an 11 year old.  I admire that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SlRTT_2yfWI/AAAAAAAAB0k/_hp_3PxWrlw/s1600-h/goat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 164px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SlRTT_2yfWI/AAAAAAAAB0k/_hp_3PxWrlw/s200/goat.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355997459874217314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw a really smashing goat.  Or is it a big horned sheep?  I am really not sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did we do any hikes?  See the hanging gardens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um......no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was too hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh..the heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SlRTmNUYJgI/AAAAAAAAB0s/YSNp6AesLgM/s1600-h/alien.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 162px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SlRTmNUYJgI/AAAAAAAAB0s/YSNp6AesLgM/s200/alien.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355997772725626370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am such a cry baby about the heat lately.  I lived in Tucson for a couple of years.  We kicked it in Henderson Nevada for 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sure I wore out my heat tolerance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....we went to Springdale and had a yummers lunch.   that town has changed so much.  Such a tourist trap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly drew a picture for the waiter.  It is of her...on top of a hill.   She is pushing an alien off of the hill.  This is drawn often,  not really sure why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SlRTvtKx0MI/AAAAAAAAB00/hZv1cn8AtvA/s1600-h/crane.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 159px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SlRTvtKx0MI/AAAAAAAAB00/hZv1cn8AtvA/s200/crane.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355997935894122690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made my standard paper crane.  My mom got me a really awesome origami book with lots of different things to make.  I need to practice the new things more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I make the same crane 10 times a day.  Working on changing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SlRUfM6Pn9I/AAAAAAAAB1E/A56ch-xyqwg/s1600-h/pols.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 149px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SlRUfM6Pn9I/AAAAAAAAB1E/A56ch-xyqwg/s200/pols.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355998751868559314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Polly and Felicia are back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty sure that this is what it looked like from the back seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SlRTvtKx0MI/AAAAAAAAB00/hZv1cn8AtvA/s1600-h/crane.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-3960428174933042522?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/3960428174933042522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=3960428174933042522' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/3960428174933042522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/3960428174933042522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2009/07/sigh.html' title='*Sigh*'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SlRMoyDVKPI/AAAAAAAAB0U/H1YqrSe3le8/s72-c/pollsfelandkel.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-6388051175919669526</id><published>2009-05-24T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T21:36:57.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kindergarten Circus!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ShoMHwSv2gI/AAAAAAAABy4/LSR0tTdYkus/s1600-h/DSC02376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ShoMHwSv2gI/AAAAAAAABy4/LSR0tTdYkus/s320/DSC02376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339593635563297282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Behold the awesome strength that is the legendary &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Colossal Kelly Cooper!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strong-girl, and kindergarten graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kindergarten Circus here at Kanab Elementary has got to be the cutest kids program on the planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;----- Check out Kel with her teacher Mrs. McFadden.  Aren't they the most epic pair ever???  Kelly loves her teacher, I am really glad that they are close, because Kelly takes a while to bond with people.   We will miss her...&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;**sniff**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ShoM1QS24pI/AAAAAAAABzA/70B51LwbQGU/s1600-h/DSC02348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ShoM1QS24pI/AAAAAAAABzA/70B51LwbQGU/s200/DSC02348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339594417247806098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When her class started to practice for the different parts Mrs. McF came up to me and told me that Kelly might be perfect for the part of Strong man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me that, every time Kelly pretended to lift heavy things all of the kids laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only deal was that it is usually for the boys.   Kelly's class has only 4 girls in it, and they are mostly tightrope walkers, or acrobats.   They had to spread the girls out.  So she might not get to be the strong-girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ShoNLgFkD7I/AAAAAAAABzI/dsI5aQWma-8/s1600-h/DSC02351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ShoNLgFkD7I/AAAAAAAABzI/dsI5aQWma-8/s200/DSC02351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339594799444135858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I told her that either way, we would practice at home and make our best effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the part assignments came in Kelly's back pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly was going to be a juggler...uh, ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(obviously, you can tell by the pictures that she WAS the strong-girl...but I wanted to tell how it worked out...it's kind of silly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ShoN1YZ-95I/AAAAAAAABzQ/1mdO55UzABI/s1600-h/DSC02352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ShoN1YZ-95I/AAAAAAAABzQ/1mdO55UzABI/s200/DSC02352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339595518936807314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little girl was not really excited to be a juggler.  We worked on learning to juggle everyday.  She would get so frustrated.  It was starting to be not so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, to top it all off she was going to have to wear makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clown makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly thinks clowns are all around creepy, and was not loving the idea at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ShoOLQPiGbI/AAAAAAAABzY/ktR0xMCH238/s1600-h/DSC02346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ShoOLQPiGbI/AAAAAAAABzY/ktR0xMCH238/s200/DSC02346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339595894702610866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apparently it was translating over to the class practices.  Mrs. McF pulled me aside one afternoon and told me that Kel was frustrating her juggling partner.  He was taking his roll as a juggler seriously, and Kel would rather dance around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The decision to switch Kelly to the strong-girl was made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooray!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(See? &lt;-----even stong-girls hug their Grandpa's)   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ShoO-YnYG7I/AAAAAAAABzg/tSy9H01_NMc/s1600-h/DSC02362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ShoO-YnYG7I/AAAAAAAABzg/tSy9H01_NMc/s200/DSC02362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339596773123431346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We then started on her outfit.  She needed to have muscles.  That is pretty much all that we knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After rummiging around in the old larriette costumes for a bit, I found an outfit from one of Ali's dances.  I think that she was a mermaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then me made the arms, and decided on our hairstyle.  It is called the girl-hawk.  I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ShoPVa3LA4I/AAAAAAAABzo/p92khVmtX-Y/s1600-h/DSC02373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ShoPVa3LA4I/AAAAAAAABzo/p92khVmtX-Y/s200/DSC02373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339597168863544194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;D.J., my Mom and I went to watch her at the circus.  I think that I was more nervous than she was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She put on quite the show.  Even the songs that they all sang together...she rocked all of the dance moves.  Not too many other kids did that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear that I laughed the whole time, she was such a great actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ShoPme2PxXI/AAAAAAAABzw/01prIe8lqtg/s1600-h/DSC02374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ShoPme2PxXI/AAAAAAAABzw/01prIe8lqtg/s200/DSC02374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339597461991179634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Afterwards we went and had cookies with all of the other parents.  I had a few of them come up to me and telll me that she was so funny, and that she did a great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even had a couple of them ask me where I had gotten my ideas for the treat days this last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I could say is that I found them online...I wish that I could say I made them up myself...oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ShoQBw0ufzI/AAAAAAAABz4/VzdlksH5iVQ/s1600-h/DSC02375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ShoQBw0ufzI/AAAAAAAABz4/VzdlksH5iVQ/s200/DSC02375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339597930673110834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All in all, it was a great experience.  Kelly had a sweet kindergarten year.  She learned to read, write and do so much math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all are excited to see what else she will do next year.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is annoyed at the idea of summer break though....she wants to be in first grade NOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a few really funny videos of the circus....but this one is the best because you can watch her to her strong-girl poses.  Admit it.  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When I was there Jesee got a HUGE bloody nose, and Kelly scraped her elbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was all in the first fifteen minutes that I was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the little sweeties went on a salamander hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ShLt5bEbtvI/AAAAAAAAByI/I8I-GObhhXs/s1600-h/DSC02326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ShLt5bEbtvI/AAAAAAAAByI/I8I-GObhhXs/s200/DSC02326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337590079162136306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I do not know about you, but those things creep me out.   They are all slimy, and their eyes poke out of their little heads a wee bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesee loves to hunt for them.  Kelly just recently showed an interest in them.  Normally she would scream at a mere bug, but lately she has been sowing some real guts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ShLuel9fs6I/AAAAAAAAByQ/7OcW7wjQvqg/s1600-h/DSC02325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ShLuel9fs6I/AAAAAAAAByQ/7OcW7wjQvqg/s200/DSC02325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337590717740987298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; had&lt;/span&gt; to take a picture of her holding the salamander, because I wasn't' really sure if tomorrow she would go back to the old Kelly and run away shrieking.  Photographic evidence was needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls kept trying to bring it inside.  I was firm with them...NO salamanders allowed in the house.   They seemed to be willing to listen to me and I only had to tell them a few times to keep it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I left I noticed that it was not in the bowl on the porch where they had left it.  Sneaky little sneakers took it inside without me knowing.  Kelly told me that they hid it in Jesee's room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was lost in the house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister said that if you smell something icky in her house...in Jesee's room, then that is where the salamander ended up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well I guess....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ShLxJumeQlI/AAAAAAAAByY/uTpCQDz4gac/s1600-h/DSC02331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ShLxJumeQlI/AAAAAAAAByY/uTpCQDz4gac/s200/DSC02331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337593657817973330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Really icky side note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did Kelly hair like this &lt;--------- that day when they were outside all day.  (that is not the icky part)  See all of the parts in the hair???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ShLzGsu8KcI/AAAAAAAAByg/a8X93Ma8o0w/s1600-h/DSC02328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ShLzGsu8KcI/AAAAAAAAByg/a8X93Ma8o0w/s200/DSC02328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337595804800264642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, out where Cynthia and Rhett live there is a crud-load of gnats.  Some people call them no-see-ums, either way they still suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know that they were in season...and I REALLY didn't know that they were in love with Kelly blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They bit her and bit her soooooo much!  I tried to take a picture to document the feast that was Kelly, but the camera failed to capture it correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ShLzXPxYO9I/AAAAAAAAByo/XTsh4iukeEY/s1600-h/DSC02329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ShLzXPxYO9I/AAAAAAAAByo/XTsh4iukeEY/s200/DSC02329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337596089083640786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The mistake was made when I said to someone that she had been "eaten alive".  Kelly overheard it and did not take it lightly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was some pretty powerful arm flailing and head scratching, followed by a pretty strict warning to me to never tell her that she was being "eaten alive" again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ShLzvsIRvQI/AAAAAAAAByw/lU_gri5_dFs/s1600-h/DSC02342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ShLzvsIRvQI/AAAAAAAAByw/lU_gri5_dFs/s200/DSC02342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337596509012737282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now- after all of that nastiness, you could use a mind cleanser.  How about a picture of my newest sweetie-pie niece Taylor???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of angel babies always make my brain feel better.  I hope it has the same effect on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is just sooo cute huh.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-7681141091977282774?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/7681141091977282774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=7681141091977282774' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/7681141091977282774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/7681141091977282774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2009/05/salamanders-and-gnats-are-icky.html' title='Salamanders and gnats are icky'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ShLtXjW7fII/AAAAAAAAByA/GAPYOjDGXKA/s72-c/DSC02324.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-8912699003788330221</id><published>2009-05-11T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T16:05:11.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kel's first Zion trip :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SgiNKP-fnyI/AAAAAAAABwQ/jLAUEzNSo1g/s1600-h/DSC02287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SgiNKP-fnyI/AAAAAAAABwQ/jLAUEzNSo1g/s320/DSC02287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334668965847211810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This last Saturday, we decided it was high time to take Kelly to see &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zion National Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is six years old, and STILL had not been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year we are trying to take her to see as many parks as we can fit into our busy driving-back-and-forth-from-Cedar- schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SgiNve_FwOI/AAAAAAAABwY/F9Tn0sz87ys/s1600-h/DSC02289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SgiNve_FwOI/AAAAAAAABwY/F9Tn0sz87ys/s200/DSC02289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334669605531402466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got the idea from Emily.  She was going to be hiking in Zion that day with the Thebeau clan...maybe we could meet up and hike with them too???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was the plan anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took off for Zion at 10:30.  I was told to be ready at 10:00...but anyone that knows me, knows that I am ALWAYS late.  I am pretty sure that when people plan things, they tell me a half an hour earlier so I will be on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SgiOTwNeGCI/AAAAAAAABwg/70TEPzc6Gw8/s1600-h/DSC02291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SgiOTwNeGCI/AAAAAAAABwg/70TEPzc6Gw8/s200/DSC02291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334670228630411298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am ok with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D.J. and I  haven't been to Zion since around &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. That was before they added the shuttles.   They are an interesting addition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that I would enjoy the ride on the shuttle a &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wee&lt;/span&gt; bit more if I wasn't so claustrophobic.   I took it all in stride though, and did not stress in the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is pretty hard to stress out in Zion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SgiOyqsK-9I/AAAAAAAABwo/5Ti5NfjkdAQ/s1600-h/DSC02297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SgiOyqsK-9I/AAAAAAAABwo/5Ti5NfjkdAQ/s200/DSC02297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334670759724514258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Deejer pointed out interesting spots along the way, and informed me about the different hikes.  They all sound fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT Angel's landing though.   That one is absolutely not for me.  I got the willies just from looking at it in the shuttle.   ON THE GROUND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could see teeny tiny little people on the edge, at the top, and I could not bring myself to even picture myself up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, enough of me going on and on about what a world class weeenie I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SgiPHmyw_dI/AAAAAAAABww/fNIFq3YMzsY/s1600-h/DSC02298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SgiPHmyw_dI/AAAAAAAABww/fNIFq3YMzsY/s200/DSC02298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334671119455682002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We decided to just go with the river walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is short....1 mile to the end...1 mile back.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mostly flat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;full of flowies, and nature.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Right along the Virgin river...really important as you can see here  ---------------------------&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;We had lunch by the river bank.  It was incredibly nice.  Kelly got to cool her aching toes and we all got to enjoy the sound of the river running past us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SgiPk99SHzI/AAAAAAAABw4/qephXljEPNU/s1600-h/DSC02293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SgiPk99SHzI/AAAAAAAABw4/qephXljEPNU/s200/DSC02293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334671623890018098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching Kelly walk for 2 miles, I realized that she needs to move up a size or two in the shoe department.  I would buy some for her now, except it is only a couple of weeks until school is out.  Then it is full on flip flop time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I adore flip flop time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No socks to fold...no worries about sweaty feet.  Kelly really does not like having hot feet.  Who does really???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SgimJHS6Z9I/AAAAAAAABx4/DcxVSlt866c/s1600-h/DSC02301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SgimJHS6Z9I/AAAAAAAABx4/DcxVSlt866c/s200/DSC02301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334696434127759314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the more &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pleasant&lt;/span&gt; list of things that Kelly DOES enjoy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZION NATIONAL PARK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(tttaaah daaahhh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SgiUH6A6JAI/AAAAAAAABxI/sTlWR6Ysu60/s1600-h/DSC02306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SgiUH6A6JAI/AAAAAAAABxI/sTlWR6Ysu60/s200/DSC02306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334676622173414402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We DID meet up with Em, Doug Mia and all of the kick booty Thebeau family.  Not an easy task.  There was about a million and a half more people to weed through to find them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We round a bend in the trail and there they all were.  Kelly thought that it was pretty magical.  There was lots of hugs and screams of delight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SgiUfvujV-I/AAAAAAAABxQ/dlU9OYemKY0/s1600-h/DSC02307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SgiUfvujV-I/AAAAAAAABxQ/dlU9OYemKY0/s200/DSC02307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334677031728928738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were all just going down the river walk, and we were done for the day...so we parted ways and made plans to meet up later that night.  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(the shish-ka-bobs were amazing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back on the shuttle.  Kelly really liked being able to ride around without a seat belt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SgiU1hNCOsI/AAAAAAAABxY/cZAmC9RrX0E/s1600-h/DSC02308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SgiU1hNCOsI/AAAAAAAABxY/cZAmC9RrX0E/s200/DSC02308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334677405787372226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is one of the only pictures where Kell Bell is NOT striking pose.  That is a trick though....I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;asked&lt;/span&gt; her to look out the window.....so it is technically a pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like her hair? It has lots of cute twisties.  I get my ideas from this blog. &lt;a href="http://hair4myprincess.blogspot.com/"&gt;The story of a princess and her hair&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lady is a kids hair goddess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BAD part about this hair style is that I forgot to put sunscreen where Kelly had parts..and she now has lots of sun burns on her scalp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SgiVWpi7gVI/AAAAAAAABxg/BdjEQha-RkM/s1600-h/DSC02313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SgiVWpi7gVI/AAAAAAAABxg/BdjEQha-RkM/s200/DSC02313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334677974962372946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly...today was my REAL last treat day of kindergarten history.  I thought that it was last month, but I was incorrect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;SNAILS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; rolled up tortillia's with peanut butter and jelly for the shell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a cheeto for the bady&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;chives with a knot on the end for the eye stalks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SgiVuuEGLsI/AAAAAAAABxo/n4EJCfFe1Ls/s1600-h/DSC02314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SgiVuuEGLsI/AAAAAAAABxo/n4EJCfFe1Ls/s200/DSC02314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334678388492086978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to make them with lunchmeat, cheese, and mayo...then have a pickle for the body...but I ran out of $$$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bummer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kiddo's liked them though. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SgiWLybytkI/AAAAAAAABxw/7YSmfdpe8Qw/s1600-h/DSC02310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SgiWLybytkI/AAAAAAAABxw/7YSmfdpe8Qw/s200/DSC02310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334678887881422402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The front yard here at the Casa is blooming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The back yard is plated and ready for a HUGE garden this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are looking forward to a great summer.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-8912699003788330221?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/8912699003788330221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=8912699003788330221' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/8912699003788330221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/8912699003788330221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2009/05/kels-first-zion-trip.html' title='Kel&apos;s first Zion trip :)'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SgiNKP-fnyI/AAAAAAAABwQ/jLAUEzNSo1g/s72-c/DSC02287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-1414340606688183938</id><published>2009-04-28T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T13:45:38.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flat Hannah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfdQV9VTDnI/AAAAAAAABuo/MgPRdjyrCvU/s1600-h/DSC02124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfdQV9VTDnI/AAAAAAAABuo/MgPRdjyrCvU/s320/DSC02124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329817022187638386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have had an interesting visitor here at the Casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;flat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;multi-colored&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;quiet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cute&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;full of adventure&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Her name is Flat Hannah.  She was sent here to Casa de Coop by a little girl in California. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did she send her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, her school is doing a project based on the book named "Flat Stanley".   They made their own "Stanley" and sent them off to different parts of the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfdVoh8arlI/AAAAAAAABuw/t5rHZNRzOMA/s1600-h/DSC02150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfdVoh8arlI/AAAAAAAABuw/t5rHZNRzOMA/s200/DSC02150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329822838811176530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our little friend Hannah knows Nicole, and she suggested that Flat Hannah be sent to our house.  Cole knows that we will do our best to show Flat Hannah a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show her a good time is what we did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MarciaMickMom ended up taking her on a ten day tour of Utah's most wonderful National Parks.  Here she is...on the bus.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfdWEW9eA1I/AAAAAAAABu4/qRF4xXo8tYY/s1600-h/DSC02161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfdWEW9eA1I/AAAAAAAABu4/qRF4xXo8tYY/s200/DSC02161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329823316899136338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....Reading up on Checker board mesa in Zion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfdXP_mS0mI/AAAAAAAABvA/PLjLB9pW92E/s1600-h/DSC02164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfdXP_mS0mI/AAAAAAAABvA/PLjLB9pW92E/s200/DSC02164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329824616297976418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Becoming a Junior Ranger in Bryce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfdaoSYBcZI/AAAAAAAABvg/wmax_CPoPdE/s1600-h/DSC02220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfdaoSYBcZI/AAAAAAAABvg/wmax_CPoPdE/s200/DSC02220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329828332190134674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....Riding a boat on Lake Powell with a guide named Danny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sfda1HrO5yI/AAAAAAAABvo/CJCCDVJ9bQY/s1600-h/DSC02221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sfda1HrO5yI/AAAAAAAABvo/CJCCDVJ9bQY/s200/DSC02221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329828552656217890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Gasping at Rainbow Bridge....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfdbU9bay8I/AAAAAAAABvw/FT1ym6_RVuM/s1600-h/DSC02209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfdbU9bay8I/AAAAAAAABvw/FT1ym6_RVuM/s200/DSC02209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329829099661347778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...About to take a hike to see Delicate Arch in Arches National Park...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sfdb4LbSvUI/AAAAAAAABv4/VxOGDyjbDE8/s1600-h/DSC02180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sfdb4LbSvUI/AAAAAAAABv4/VxOGDyjbDE8/s200/DSC02180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329829704714337602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...checking out the deer at Capital Reef....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfdY3_MXZXI/AAAAAAAABvI/e6sBQ6nw_1k/s1600-h/DSC02192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfdY3_MXZXI/AAAAAAAABvI/e6sBQ6nw_1k/s200/DSC02192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329826402895619442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...enjoying the incredible view at Landscape Arch....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfdaWegPYFI/AAAAAAAABvY/_YOp6aLM8IQ/s1600-h/DSC02219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfdaWegPYFI/AAAAAAAABvY/_YOp6aLM8IQ/s200/DSC02219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329828026208182354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Chilling with a Navajo Hoop dancer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sfdlaj_7LjI/AAAAAAAABwA/MT-2hwDvmGg/s1600-h/DSC02216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sfdlaj_7LjI/AAAAAAAABwA/MT-2hwDvmGg/s200/DSC02216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329840191030636082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Catching some sun beside a hogan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfdlusquwHI/AAAAAAAABwI/Fo7TTOjrQto/s1600-h/DSC02181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfdlusquwHI/AAAAAAAABwI/Fo7TTOjrQto/s200/DSC02181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329840536955043954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and lastly trying to figure out the petrogylphs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will miss you Flat Hannah.  Hope that you had a wonderful time!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfdaoSYBcZI/AAAAAAAABvg/wmax_CPoPdE/s1600-h/DSC02220.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-1414340606688183938?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/1414340606688183938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=1414340606688183938' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/1414340606688183938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/1414340606688183938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2009/04/flat-hannah.html' title='Flat Hannah'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfdQV9VTDnI/AAAAAAAABuo/MgPRdjyrCvU/s72-c/DSC02124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-410793963492683813</id><published>2009-04-27T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T12:12:39.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mando-Pando!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfXk7IJZIfI/AAAAAAAABto/695H14iwLfM/s1600-h/Pillmore%27s.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfXk7IJZIfI/AAAAAAAABto/695H14iwLfM/s320/Pillmore%27s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329417438513144306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What were YOU doing on 04-24-84???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was probably goofing around in second grade.  Possibly making my self dizzy trying to learn to play tether-ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I ask about this specific date in history?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well because of two reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is the day that Amanda was born :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is one of the coolest dates for a birthday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;D.J. only remembers Amanda's birthday out of all of his sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfXn_U-S5lI/AAAAAAAABuY/REAwoXR57bA/s1600-h/DSC00633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfXn_U-S5lI/AAAAAAAABuY/REAwoXR57bA/s200/DSC00633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329420809210619474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sounds mean doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, it isn't.  His memory of her birthday is all about the...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;24&lt;br /&gt;84&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfXndlxCS4I/AAAAAAAABuQ/8ypoyUNhWag/s1600-h/Manda.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfXndlxCS4I/AAAAAAAABuQ/8ypoyUNhWag/s200/Manda.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329420229602855810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amanda is a great sister.   Whenever she is around here at the casa, everyone is in a super good mood.   Probably because she is so fun to be around and funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can quote all of the best movies.   Like, Princess Bride, Sandlot and Ferris Bueller's day off.   Honestly, I could listen to a good movie quote battle all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of Amanda's most interesting qualities has got to be... that her interest in things is contagious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean that she is contagious in an ichy-scratchy way...I mean that when she gets into something...EVERYONE of us wants to be in on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfXnG6ES_vI/AAAAAAAABuI/GiI-KoL-o7o/s1600-h/Amanda.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfXnG6ES_vI/AAAAAAAABuI/GiI-KoL-o7o/s200/Amanda.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329419839915359986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With books, she will be reading something..and before I know it, everyone has read that book.  Then, I find myself into that book as well.  She can even get you to read an entire series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part is sitting around with Amanda and talking about the books...the plot, the characters, the writing.  She has interesting things to say about books.  I look forward to her opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I noticed.  Amanda will be really into watching tennis, then when I am not looking..DJ is hanging out, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;watching&lt;/span&gt; tennis.  I seriously have not ever seen him watching tennis in the 10 years I have been with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone will be into tennis...who's playing who, what is this players record.  Conversations, that I swear were not happening before Amanda was talking about tennis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, people don't just watch it.  Not in this family.  They go out and play it.  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(and be naturally good at it too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfXl7hZjNgI/AAAAAAAABt4/GZGVv53GPHE/s1600-h/DSC00677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfXl7hZjNgI/AAAAAAAABt4/GZGVv53GPHE/s200/DSC00677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329418544803427842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda is a very supportive sister.  Even with Sadie being a tiny tot, and all of the other places that she has to be...Amanda can always be found at lots of Savy's volleyball games, basketball games and even an X-Press concert or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a real show of love...those bleachers are NOT comfy at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfXmXchCPPI/AAAAAAAABuA/2VhTJbzs4bw/s1600-h/loves+momma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfXmXchCPPI/AAAAAAAABuA/2VhTJbzs4bw/s200/loves+momma.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329419024528981234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mostly though, Amanda is a terrific Mommy.  Sadie and Taylor are so loved.  Amanda is gentle and sweet to her little baby girls.   You can see how much she loves, and genuinely likes spending time with all of the little kiddo's. Mia loves her, no doubt because she is so great with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a special kind of person to keep up with 4 children under 4 years old and not go crazy, or even loose your cool.  Amanda can do it.  I admire that about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfXpI_Aq6dI/AAAAAAAABug/IcFwP0joKic/s1600-h/treehunting2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfXpI_Aq6dI/AAAAAAAABug/IcFwP0joKic/s200/treehunting2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329422074625321426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are lots of things that I love about Amanda.  I could go on and on.&lt;br /&gt;She would even forgive me for posting this late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being a super awesome aunt, sister-in-law, friend and someone that I can always depend on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Amanda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all love you to iddy biddy bits!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-410793963492683813?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/410793963492683813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=410793963492683813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/410793963492683813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/410793963492683813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2009/04/mando-pando.html' title='Mando-Pando!'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SfXk7IJZIfI/AAAAAAAABto/695H14iwLfM/s72-c/Pillmore%27s.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-6732383001410897917</id><published>2009-04-16T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T13:13:59.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ali-bo-Bali</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SedtbfNkZHI/AAAAAAAABsY/YVAE0CwKiKo/s1600-h/DSCN0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SedtbfNkZHI/AAAAAAAABsY/YVAE0CwKiKo/s320/DSCN0058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325345403391206514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh Happy day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;years ago....&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ali Mace Cooper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was born!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to yoooooooou.  Welcome to the un-teenager club.  We do not have meetings, or a club t-shirt..but we do have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;aches&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pains&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lack of energy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;annoyance of younger people&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the ability to talk about gas without giggling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and greater interest in PBS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a BLAST!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sed1yxXd4WI/AAAAAAAABso/097Y1god7Wk/s1600-h/Alinsavcast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sed1yxXd4WI/AAAAAAAABso/097Y1god7Wk/s200/Alinsavcast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325354599494574434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell here, Ali can have a good time where ever she is.  Like this picture of her here at the left.  I am pretty sure she is inches away from Savy's stinky toes...does she look bothered?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is because she is positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sed2lksrwvI/AAAAAAAABsw/YL53Ny6f_9o/s1600-h/Sally.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sed2lksrwvI/AAAAAAAABsw/YL53Ny6f_9o/s200/Sally.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325355472267231986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here she is at Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like she just got coal in her stocking doesn't it???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you would be surprised to know that she just found out that she would only be able to help the needy for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt; hours on Christmas day...not the five that she had been planing on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how the whole story changes things???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sed3735kSBI/AAAAAAAABs4/bb-25JrhHzk/s1600-h/KelandAli.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sed3735kSBI/AAAAAAAABs4/bb-25JrhHzk/s200/KelandAli.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325356954890291218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(All kidding aside)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly LOVES Ali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Ali talks to her, she gets down to her level.  She listens to her, and has normal everyday conversations with her.  No baby talk...never a missed chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She makes time to spend with her.  It matters so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a ton of pictures of Als on this computer.  All of them are border-line magazine quality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sed4NsP6BiI/AAAAAAAABtA/Mqu_m7JYEpk/s1600-h/Ali.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sed4NsP6BiI/AAAAAAAABtA/Mqu_m7JYEpk/s200/Ali.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325357261000410658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So why did I choose some of the more silly pics?  Not the more flattering photos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did that because Ali is FUN, and silly and full of crazy faces.....those are my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She might do this to me -----------&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is alright with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sed4udqsXbI/AAAAAAAABtI/fZ8Oty1OnJ8/s1600-h/aliloveseggs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sed4udqsXbI/AAAAAAAABtI/fZ8Oty1OnJ8/s200/aliloveseggs.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325357824021913010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ali has this ability to make even the most boring things entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like watching a kid's cartoon, or sweeping the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is dyeing Easter eggs last year...she made it hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone that reads this already knows all of this about Ali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sed8f2GIotI/AAAAAAAABtQ/g3wVsWnvwvM/s1600-h/KelnAli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sed8f2GIotI/AAAAAAAABtQ/g3wVsWnvwvM/s200/KelnAli.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325361970927936210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They know that she is constantly humming a little tune.  Smiling at&lt;br /&gt;a little kid.  Chatting with an elderly friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is all normal everyday stuff to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of you that do not know her, are sitting at their computer surprised at my story of Ali.  Mouths dropped open...in total shock that such a nice person exists now a days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SeeHfqXZ7TI/AAAAAAAABtY/Q1cr07Lpv5Y/s1600-h/deejNali.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SeeHfqXZ7TI/AAAAAAAABtY/Q1cr07Lpv5Y/s200/deejNali.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325374062407052594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, she does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is my husbands second youngest sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is her Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya Als!  Happiest of birthdays to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-6732383001410897917?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/6732383001410897917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=6732383001410897917' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/6732383001410897917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/6732383001410897917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2009/04/ali-bo-bali.html' title='Ali-bo-Bali'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SedtbfNkZHI/AAAAAAAABsY/YVAE0CwKiKo/s72-c/DSCN0058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-8404260535048818264</id><published>2009-04-15T15:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T16:40:40.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Treat day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SeZkuouaSOI/AAAAAAAABr4/bVNv1PwJ6lc/s1600-h/frog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 148px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SeZkuouaSOI/AAAAAAAABr4/bVNv1PwJ6lc/s200/frog.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325054361781029090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;second-to-last-treat-day-in-kindergarten-history&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know me, then you know that I am seriously heart broken.&lt;br /&gt;I live for kindergarten snack days.  I get to search the internet for the coolest ideas..then make them for my 6 year old friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this gem on the &lt;a href="http://familyfun.go.com/"&gt;familyfun &lt;/a&gt;website that I LOVE to tiny bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;a green apple cut into fourths&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;green grapes cut in half&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;then secured with a toothpick...scary I know. I told them to look out for them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cut a slice for the mouth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dip in lemon juice to keep from browning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I made the eyes out of melted white and brown chocolate&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;then I added a tongue with pull and peel twizzlers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and finally I made a fly for the end of the tongue out of chocolate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Kelly loves green apples..so I thought it would make her happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SeZlYLbtlyI/AAAAAAAABsA/5VkRU4YCrQo/s1600-h/strawberrymice.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 140px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SeZlYLbtlyI/AAAAAAAABsA/5VkRU4YCrQo/s200/strawberrymice.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325055075472480034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I could not decide between the frog and the mouse... so I did both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have time on my hands without my DJ to keep me company now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These in the picture are just strawberries and almonds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I did....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;strawberry cut in half&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dipped in white chocolate&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;crown sprinkles for eyes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a red hot for a mouth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a junior mint cut in half for the ears&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and a pull and peel twizzler for the tail&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SeZm4bTwBNI/AAAAAAAABsQ/JZx7ezin3ls/s1600-h/froggyandmouse"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SeZm4bTwBNI/AAAAAAAABsQ/JZx7ezin3ls/s320/froggyandmouse" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325056729001493714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wrapped them all up and sent them off to the kiddos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was taken by Mrs. Reese, Kell's Teachers aid....man she is cool.  She took this with her cell phone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't tell that they are edible, but they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to the kindergarten circus at the end of the year...&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and working at the school next year!  (shhhhh)  I am not 100 on that yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh yeah..I made like 25 of each of these....wouldn't it be funny if I only made one?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-8404260535048818264?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/8404260535048818264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=8404260535048818264' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/8404260535048818264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/8404260535048818264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2009/04/treat-day.html' title='Treat day'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SeZkuouaSOI/AAAAAAAABr4/bVNv1PwJ6lc/s72-c/frog.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-2102442346097311379</id><published>2009-04-07T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T12:23:01.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hola!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SdukWMSURjI/AAAAAAAABrI/xcv-8Iq1_sc/s1600-h/DSC02106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SdukWMSURjI/AAAAAAAABrI/xcv-8Iq1_sc/s320/DSC02106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322028085830501938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everything &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SPRING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is in full bloom here at Casa de Coop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the idea my Mom gave me for a cute center piece.  It is sweetie pie plants in egg shells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love it.  Had to make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite plant ha got to be that tiny little pink one....it is such a munchkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring is so much fun when you have crazy projects to dive into....I seriously just finished scrap booking 250 pictures for Mama Coop.    Now I can't even look at paper without cringing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sduk2MPv5tI/AAAAAAAABrQ/T45S7RXLbE4/s1600-h/DSCN0528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sduk2MPv5tI/AAAAAAAABrQ/T45S7RXLbE4/s200/DSCN0528.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322028635575543506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Kelly meeting her new cousin Taylor.  She seemed sort of nervous.  Poor Kell bell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is D.J.  He was meeting her for the first time then too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was definitely nervous.  I think that babies scare him...he likes to be able to talk to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever...I love new babies...Taylor is soooooo sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SdulbrHMVhI/AAAAAAAABrY/wPIC0gYSRaQ/s1600-h/DSCN0532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SdulbrHMVhI/AAAAAAAABrY/wPIC0gYSRaQ/s200/DSCN0532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322029279516317202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a great time with kids that are older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Kell with Shelby and Sadie.  Doesn't Sadie look like she is far away?  She did not want anything to do with me taking her picture...but I got it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SdumanjW72I/AAAAAAAABrg/yAgTxPkg8Po/s1600-h/DSCN0543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SdumanjW72I/AAAAAAAABrg/yAgTxPkg8Po/s200/DSCN0543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322030360892469090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Deeejer made the mistake of taking a nap around Kelly and I.  Normally we will just do something else, but we were feeling silly.  We got all of Kelly's littlest pet shop toys and stacked them on him while he snoozed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was more difficult than we thought it would be for sure.  Everytime he would move we would loose a kitty or a monkey off of the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SdunnlNrUII/AAAAAAAABro/9yz3rAYYQ_U/s1600-h/DSCN0485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SdunnlNrUII/AAAAAAAABro/9yz3rAYYQ_U/s200/DSCN0485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322031683114586242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We laughed so hard, then we snapped this picture.  It was worth the effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does D.J. think of our masterpiece?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty sure that this picture says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya Deej!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-2102442346097311379?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/2102442346097311379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=2102442346097311379' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/2102442346097311379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/2102442346097311379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2009/04/hola.html' title='Hola!'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SdukWMSURjI/AAAAAAAABrI/xcv-8Iq1_sc/s72-c/DSC02106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-2776483652524005862</id><published>2009-03-25T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T19:37:28.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy goes it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScrB_IjDOtI/AAAAAAAABqU/mQnmOK_emHg/s1600-h/DSCN0163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScrB_IjDOtI/AAAAAAAABqU/mQnmOK_emHg/s200/DSCN0163.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317275600434707154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you not familiar with the in's and out's of Casa de Coop, I have included this picture of the banister.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why do I need to see this"  You ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, my young friend.  Here is the answer to your question....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScrC5SDIhcI/AAAAAAAABqc/eA6JG_2-wYM/s1600-h/DSC02081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScrC5SDIhcI/AAAAAAAABqc/eA6JG_2-wYM/s200/DSC02081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317276599417603522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...its' because I did &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chigga-chigga black paint....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...do the happy dance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..uh huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScrDfIF77wI/AAAAAAAABqk/Q9QSJdDzwCc/s1600-h/werk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 116px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScrDfIF77wI/AAAAAAAABqk/Q9QSJdDzwCc/s200/werk.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317277249580035842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy dance is over now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deej is still working in Salt Lake City all week.  Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know.  There are tough times out there for everyone.  I should feel lucky that I get to see him on the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Scrc4HfWhLI/AAAAAAAABqs/CvBJUmpNVKg/s1600-h/work.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 106px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Scrc4HfWhLI/AAAAAAAABqs/CvBJUmpNVKg/s200/work.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317305166705624242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record:  I am so grateful that D.J. has this job.&lt;br /&gt;                             I miss him muchly.&lt;br /&gt;                             I am a tad bit grumpy.&lt;br /&gt;                             I am on facebook entirely too much killing time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The previous two pictures are form D.J.'s work.  He was on TV!  It was only for a split second, but it was AWESOME!  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so awesome &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScrgQvQqwVI/AAAAAAAABq0/RqN0x692dFc/s1600-h/0325091317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScrgQvQqwVI/AAAAAAAABq0/RqN0x692dFc/s200/0325091317.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317308888233197906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh yeah, life is tough for the poor man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of him having lunch at P.F. Changs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rough stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least he is having yummy grub...I am not jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScrgsW6t_dI/AAAAAAAABq8/2WucQMa6yCg/s1600-h/easter+tree.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScrgsW6t_dI/AAAAAAAABq8/2WucQMa6yCg/s200/easter+tree.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317309362735021522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my next project!!  It is an Easter egg tree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know that you can just go to Willams and Sonoma and simply BUY one.  I really feel like that is cheating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few skills.  I think that I can attempt to pull it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-2776483652524005862?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/2776483652524005862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=2776483652524005862' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/2776483652524005862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/2776483652524005862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2009/03/easy-goes-it.html' title='Easy goes it'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScrB_IjDOtI/AAAAAAAABqU/mQnmOK_emHg/s72-c/DSCN0163.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-287145185910892715</id><published>2009-03-23T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T21:54:28.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The saga of the hoodie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SchQ3hQo8CI/AAAAAAAABpc/C35Hs1cXN4Q/s1600-h/Jesser2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SchQ3hQo8CI/AAAAAAAABpc/C35Hs1cXN4Q/s320/Jesser2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316588274862059554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; has this really cool hoodie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There she is..... wearing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I am pretty sure that it is one of her favorite hoodies.  If it were mine, then I would have the same opinion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It is comfortable, cool, and stylish to boot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Jess wore it to Kanab when she came here for Amanda's baby shower.  It was chilly in Cedar city that day when she decided to put it on.  When she got to Kanab, it was a little too warm for her to wear it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Unfortunately, when she left to go back home  she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;forgot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; all about her beloved hoodie.  It was left here in Kanab at Casa de Coop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here is the story of it's week with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The first person to snatch up ol'e hoodie was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Savy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.  It was in for a wild ride!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SchlxM_95QI/AAAAAAAABps/TfCClIjduk4/s1600-h/saver.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 162px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SchlxM_95QI/AAAAAAAABps/TfCClIjduk4/s200/saver.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316611256088388866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The life of a teenager is busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Decorating for Junior Prom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;going to school&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;driving around with multiple friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;going to work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;working on the computer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watching a scary movie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;laughing all day long.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It didn't know what hit it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It felt dizzy and excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SchLxDQiLiI/AAAAAAAABpM/EgEgxt8aSBs/s1600-h/March+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SchLxDQiLiI/AAAAAAAABpM/EgEgxt8aSBs/s200/March+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316582666171199010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The next day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; D.J.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; spotted it.    He was feeling a little cold,  so he decided to put it right on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It instantly reminded him of Jess, and he was happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Felling happy inspired him to play a beautiful song on his guitar.  He practiced, and practiced all day long until he got it just right.  When it was finally perfect he played it for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It brought tears to my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The hoodie  was proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SchLMJC0PbI/AAAAAAAABpE/aj_GiaTOtmI/s1600-h/DSCN0412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SchLMJC0PbI/AAAAAAAABpE/aj_GiaTOtmI/s200/DSCN0412.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316582032069115314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; was running around the house and saw the hoodie hanging on the closet.   Being a particularly curious child, she promptly put it on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She loved how the hoodie made her feel like a big kid.   Right away she started to dance around the room and sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then, she got a brilliant idea....she would wear it to the city park!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She wore the hoodie on the swings, the slides, the monkey bars too.   She ran the length of the park field a dozen times, giggling the whole time.   The sun was bright and the wind was sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The hoodie felt alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SchIScLlFOI/AAAAAAAABo8/0QzGohu76KE/s1600-h/Stuff+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SchIScLlFOI/AAAAAAAABo8/0QzGohu76KE/s200/Stuff+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316578841750476002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Early the next morning after her morning work out, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mama Coop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was picking up around the house.   She caught the hoodie out of the corner of her eye.   It was relaxing on the couch in the morning sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She wondered what all the fuss was about concerning this hoodie, and decided to try it on.   It fit perfectly and was just the right kind of warmth that she was looking for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The hoodie was with her when she made the phone call to her daughter miles away.   It could hear her delight in sharing and listening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;After she was done, she then went into the kitchen to make a batch of cookies for her little grand babies.   It could feel the love that she had for her family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The hoodie felt at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SchF0EdW76I/AAAAAAAABo0/Hy8WjFOA6TE/s1600-h/Stuff+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SchF0EdW76I/AAAAAAAABo0/Hy8WjFOA6TE/s200/Stuff+022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316576120963264418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Ali&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;was home for spring break .  Being the fashion-ista that she is, she had it on right away.   It totally matched her outfit.   College kids are stylin'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She then went and paid a visit to some of her old buddies.   One of them needed help on a major life decision.   Ali listened quietly and then considered her friends options.   Her advice was just what her friend was looking for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When she got home she zipped up the hoodie and cracked open her laptop.   She was in for a long evening of writing... a ten page paper is due soon, it was time to bust it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;After all of that,  she still had time to help Savy with her hair and makeup for the Prom.   Whew!  She knows how to pack so much in a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The hoodie felt a sence of accomplishment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SchDbB91QMI/AAAAAAAABos/YrxuOnQtsa0/s1600-h/Stuff+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SchDbB91QMI/AAAAAAAABos/YrxuOnQtsa0/s200/Stuff+023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316573491774177474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;was the last one to wear Jess's hoodie.  I really could not stop myself.  It was such a popular item here at the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All of the times that I had spent hanging out with Jess..laughing,  chill-laxing,  making seven layer dip, talking about sponge Bob square pants, and just playing with the kiddos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It really brought a smile to my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I then took off the hoodie and handed it to D.J.   He is on his way to  go up to Salt Lake to work for the week.   On his way he is going to stop by Jess's  house in Cedar city and give her the hoodie back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The hoodie feels loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-287145185910892715?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/287145185910892715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=287145185910892715' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/287145185910892715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/287145185910892715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2009/03/saga-of-hoodie.html' title='The saga of the hoodie'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SchQ3hQo8CI/AAAAAAAABpc/C35Hs1cXN4Q/s72-c/Jesser2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-995097221193763558</id><published>2009-03-19T22:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T22:12:58.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey..wanna know what DJ is doing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ksl.com/index.php?nid=148&amp;amp;sid=5900492"&gt;http://www.ksl.com/index.php?nid=148&amp;amp;sid=5900492&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a link to what he is doing up in SLC!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-995097221193763558?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/995097221193763558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=995097221193763558' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/995097221193763558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/995097221193763558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2009/03/heywanna-know-what-dj-is-doing.html' title='Hey..wanna know what DJ is doing?'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-4849042239296704746</id><published>2009-03-18T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T21:37:58.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amanda's baby shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGmc70cdNI/AAAAAAAABoc/8iSGhoSEhHQ/s1600-h/cutemomma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGmc70cdNI/AAAAAAAABoc/8iSGhoSEhHQ/s200/cutemomma.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314712051298104530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Soooooo.... Amanda's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was a BLAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was laid back, and light hearted.  No stress for our Mommy-to-be.  It was fun to do.  I learned that keeping it simple can really be the best for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, you can check out the pictures and judge for your self.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda is enjoying the last of the yummers fruit dip that Mama Coop made.  I had never tried it before, it needs to be around more often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGE4GgNBuI/AAAAAAAABlk/ZmZgREZbs8k/s1600-h/banner.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGE4GgNBuI/AAAAAAAABlk/ZmZgREZbs8k/s200/banner.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314675134627120866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the banner that I put together to go along with the streamers.  It was super easy and kind of looks like a baby quilt up close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGFcE3YIcI/AAAAAAAABls/PUymiGxZGng/s1600-h/ladies2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGFcE3YIcI/AAAAAAAABls/PUymiGxZGng/s200/ladies2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314675752662737346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lovely ladies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda, Em, Savy, Grandma Coop, Aunt Lisa, Jess and Ali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy, I remember when Sav was the shortest person in a family group picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGGRyNe86I/AAAAAAAABl0/ET5sLHw9d-Y/s1600-h/melnkeoni.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGGRyNe86I/AAAAAAAABl0/ET5sLHw9d-Y/s200/melnkeoni.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314676675368121250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Melanie was being Super Gramma to her grandbaby Shaye.  Holy cow, he is sooooo adorable.  I wanted to just kiss his little cheekies.  I did not.  Now I wish that I did though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keonie came by and brought her new baby Kenya.  She is a total dollie.  She even had the sweetest little bracelet on.  Ugh!  Too, too special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGHQvlEnEI/AAAAAAAABl8/PUP5Ci8ycoQ/s1600-h/cupcakes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGHQvlEnEI/AAAAAAAABl8/PUP5Ci8ycoQ/s200/cupcakes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314677756993510466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are supposed to be baby faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were supposed to be about 50 % smileing..and 50% crying.&lt;br /&gt;I could not do that many sad ones.  It made me blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGITiWcIfI/AAAAAAAABmE/3awMbo_ZQT8/s1600-h/cookies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGITiWcIfI/AAAAAAAABmE/3awMbo_ZQT8/s200/cookies.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314678904493711858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw these Onsie cookies online....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not stop myself from making them.  I enjoy playing with icing a little too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, just as long as it doesn't hurt anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGJYyg660I/AAAAAAAABmM/gDbgfFQMExI/s1600-h/EmnJess2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGJYyg660I/AAAAAAAABmM/gDbgfFQMExI/s200/EmnJess2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314680094243613506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emily and Jess had time to sit and enjoy eachothers company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture cracks me up!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can just picture Jess saying "Shucks Em, you are the Swayziest!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swayziest= As cool as Patrick Swayze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScG4a1WnZ_I/AAAAAAAABok/oI_JfNzdUlk/s1600-h/Kristynshaye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScG4a1WnZ_I/AAAAAAAABok/oI_JfNzdUlk/s200/Kristynshaye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314731806411941874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kristy and Shaye are looking darling as ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did an amazing job on this super cute-i-full patchwork baby blanket for Taylor.  There was three different colors of fabric, and lots of puffy paint to draw with.  Everyone then took a turn at the table and wrote a special message to Taylor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will look so great hanging in her room.  Kristy made one for Sadie's baby shower too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGKIAtYv4I/AAAAAAAABmc/clcuLj8zTwU/s1600-h/kelsadie%26shelby.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGKIAtYv4I/AAAAAAAABmc/clcuLj8zTwU/s200/kelsadie%26shelby.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314680905507848066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly, Sadie and Shelby really had a fabulous time making their own square for Taylor.  Kelly drew a picture of herself....so Taylor would know who she was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGK3f5C4pI/AAAAAAAABmk/7OFKklGFzhc/s1600-h/sadieMia%26Em.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGK3f5C4pI/AAAAAAAABmk/7OFKklGFzhc/s200/sadieMia%26Em.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314681721332097682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily's square was straight out of a Stampin' up catalouge.  I think that it was subliminal though....hard to get those images out of your head whe you see them all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Mia!  She wants you to know that she is 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGYyh1gabI/AAAAAAAABms/kh_PdPCOI_w/s1600-h/Manda%26Sader.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGYyh1gabI/AAAAAAAABms/kh_PdPCOI_w/s200/Manda%26Sader.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314697029117569458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just checkin' in with the guest of honor.  Amanda and Sadie look so cuddely and sweet in this picture.   Sadie is going to have fun hanging out with her Daddy when the new baby is here,  Jason is tons of fun with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGZnOyEsBI/AAAAAAAABm0/ZEqe1ftHdfs/s1600-h/menfolk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGZnOyEsBI/AAAAAAAABm0/ZEqe1ftHdfs/s200/menfolk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314697934535962642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were D.J. and Papa Coop?&lt;br /&gt;They were invited to the festivites weren't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes they were....here they are....watching basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menfolk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGbH7wozzI/AAAAAAAABm8/Ozey9ZpdWvg/s1600-h/SavJessManda.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGbH7wozzI/AAAAAAAABm8/Ozey9ZpdWvg/s200/SavJessManda.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314699595876978482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savy, Jess and Amanda in the "I part my bangs on the same side club".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I just noticed that they were on the same side and I could not resist saying that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGbvA-AgPI/AAAAAAAABnE/DiXuV5X7I80/s1600-h/AlsnDad2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGbvA-AgPI/AAAAAAAABnE/DiXuV5X7I80/s200/AlsnDad2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314700267290132722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ali wants to show us all that she is really good at eating grapes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa Coop agree's with her..."yes Ali, you are talented."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGdut6leCI/AAAAAAAABnM/xVx169m6KDQ/s1600-h/Als.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGdut6leCI/AAAAAAAABnM/xVx169m6KDQ/s200/Als.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314702461198759970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the REAL question is, can Ali eat fruit with dip on it and not get it on her face?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anwser is No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is ok with that, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(can you tell by the look on her face?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGeY18UsCI/AAAAAAAABnU/VejRkRFY45A/s1600-h/GmanEm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGeY18UsCI/AAAAAAAABnU/VejRkRFY45A/s200/GmanEm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314703184908038178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gramma Cooper and Emily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwwww...this picture makes me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey!  Everyone is starting to pair up in all of my pictures...that is weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGfmLWcM1I/AAAAAAAABnc/qI6t3VSR2yg/s1600-h/Kel%26Shelby.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGfmLWcM1I/AAAAAAAABnc/qI6t3VSR2yg/s200/Kel%26Shelby.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314704513504654162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this cute one of Kelly and Shelby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They really liked eachother.  I went upstairs to spy on them when they were playing Barbies....it was the silliest thing to listen to.  I am glad that Kelly has another family friend to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGgBeLOnTI/AAAAAAAABnk/B3i_S0BgUfY/s1600-h/KelandAli.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGgBeLOnTI/AAAAAAAABnk/B3i_S0BgUfY/s200/KelandAli.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314704982414368050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can't always harass Ali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though she really tries to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGhw3XRp2I/AAAAAAAABns/80rezb5fLY4/s1600-h/DadnLisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGhw3XRp2I/AAAAAAAABns/80rezb5fLY4/s200/DadnLisa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314706896141264738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really excited to get the chance to hang out with Aunt Lisa this weekend at the shower.  She is a GEM.  I always have so much to talk to her about, and she always listens to me and I really feel like she cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is way important to me.  Love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGiRJGuW3I/AAAAAAAABn0/kT3N5XrlIvM/s1600-h/DadnJess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGiRJGuW3I/AAAAAAAABn0/kT3N5XrlIvM/s200/DadnJess.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314707450659494770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess with Papa Coop.  They look so happy to see eachother.  That is because they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after the shower was Jess's birthday.  I was glad to get a chance to hang out with her before her birthday... what I really wanted to do was to go to Cedar city and spend it with all of the Whites, but it was not to be.  Maybe next year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played ONE game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGi2I0cawI/AAAAAAAABn8/y4c_q47ZaPU/s1600-h/guessingages.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGi2I0cawI/AAAAAAAABn8/y4c_q47ZaPU/s200/guessingages.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314708086237981442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amanda does not like shower games too much.  I don't really blame her.  Sometimes being the center of attention is not so great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we gathered up 11 pictures of her at different ages, and had everyone take a guess at what picture is what age.  It was pretty much a silent game, except fot when we gave out the anwsers.  It was cool with Amanda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristy and Em are doing their best to kick booty at the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGladlcmUI/AAAAAAAABoU/sH17bKeOdHk/s1600-h/Saver.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGladlcmUI/AAAAAAAABoU/sH17bKeOdHk/s200/Saver.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314710909310769474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savy won the Amanda game!!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Go Sav!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun shower..wish you could have been there Imaginary Reader buddy of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-4849042239296704746?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/4849042239296704746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=4849042239296704746' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/4849042239296704746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/4849042239296704746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2009/03/soooooo.html' title='Amanda&apos;s baby shower'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ScGmc70cdNI/AAAAAAAABoc/8iSGhoSEhHQ/s72-c/cutemomma.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-6384880243337358544</id><published>2009-03-17T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T11:45:06.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AH....the luck of the Irish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb_Zg8XXEQI/AAAAAAAABkc/J8nM_FapfMk/s1600-h/DSC02002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb_Zg8XXEQI/AAAAAAAABkc/J8nM_FapfMk/s200/DSC02002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314205245303623938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy St. Patrick's day !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly and I have been having a real &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLAST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with all of our St. Patty's day  festivities.   Who would have thought that we could have so much fun with just some paper and a little bit of green food coloring???  (Well actually a drop of yellow and a drop of blue food coloring to be exact)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is in her outfit of choice for the school day.   She wanted to be sure not to run the risk of getting pinched by a classmate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made sure to tell her that she &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;can not&lt;/span&gt; pinch anyone if she see's that they are not wearing green.  Other kids might not know that it is not awesome to do that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb_aDrn3MgI/AAAAAAAABkk/JelmUBrP_O4/s1600-h/DSC02003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb_aDrn3MgI/AAAAAAAABkk/JelmUBrP_O4/s200/DSC02003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314205842104857090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kell really wanted to pose like this for the picture that I was taking.  I kept telling her that it was just too silly.  She informed me that she was trying to be an alien.  I guess since she was dressed in a green shirt? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids, they are the funniest people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb_bSm33mAI/AAAAAAAABks/SkpgkX1M4vk/s1600-h/DSC01995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb_bSm33mAI/AAAAAAAABks/SkpgkX1M4vk/s200/DSC01995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314207198039480322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When Kelly woke up she found out that she had been kissed by a leprechaun!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only she had smeared it all over her head while she slept.  Doesn't she know that she has to keep totally still when she has slow drying glitter glue on her face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb_b-uGeKGI/AAAAAAAABk0/wx_4XOsUQgM/s1600-h/DSC01994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb_b-uGeKGI/AAAAAAAABk0/wx_4XOsUQgM/s200/DSC01994.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314207955894020194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The leprechaun left Kell notes all over the place.  I am glad that she is excited to read, or else she would be highly annoyed at the little man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like he tried to get into her jewelery box and steal her "gold" CTR ring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha Ha!  No ring for him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb_cwnsIy-I/AAAAAAAABk8/aH4QOO_XchI/s1600-h/DSC01998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb_cwnsIy-I/AAAAAAAABk8/aH4QOO_XchI/s200/DSC01998.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314208813166414818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then she went to go potty and was surprised to find that the water was all green!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is not a fun picture....but I thought it was hilarious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly felt like a detective.  She kept telling me that she needed to get out her spy gear to find more clues.  I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb_dQxbWrMI/AAAAAAAABlE/Sx66KD2JmtM/s1600-h/DSC02005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb_dQxbWrMI/AAAAAAAABlE/Sx66KD2JmtM/s200/DSC02005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314209365536189634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When she made her way down stairs to see what he had done to the trap, she was in full "clue-finding-mode".  You should have seen the look on her face when she read the note that her left her by the trap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was priceless!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb_d5tYQLzI/AAAAAAAABlM/ZOM1ZAFjkK8/s1600-h/DSC02004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb_d5tYQLzI/AAAAAAAABlM/ZOM1ZAFjkK8/s200/DSC02004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314210068824076082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking inside, she found out that he had fallen in.  All of her trap gold was inside.  He had knocked over one of her ladders too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided that he probably had super jumping skills, since he made it up to the counter top without a ladder.  (duh Mom)  So, he must have just jumped out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb_eknvb0eI/AAAAAAAABlU/yE5HaVgpkzQ/s1600-h/DSC02006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb_eknvb0eI/AAAAAAAABlU/yE5HaVgpkzQ/s200/DSC02006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314210806045069794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally she was left with a glass of green milk to have in her cereal.  She did NOT like that idea at all.  Her cereal is fruit loops, and I thought that it turned the milk green anyway.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I was wrong!!!  It turns it red-ish, Kelly was not going to eat the ceral with green milk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No way no how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really blame her.  Can you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy St. Patrick's Day!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-6384880243337358544?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/6384880243337358544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=6384880243337358544' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/6384880243337358544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/6384880243337358544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2009/03/ahthe-luck-of-irish.html' title='AH....the luck of the Irish'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb_Zg8XXEQI/AAAAAAAABkc/J8nM_FapfMk/s72-c/DSC02002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-7402535525018150578</id><published>2009-03-16T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:37:44.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Leprechaun trap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb8PlOol0JI/AAAAAAAABjc/wxIJjrA6zLA/s1600-h/March+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb8PlOol0JI/AAAAAAAABjc/wxIJjrA6zLA/s200/March+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313983217578397842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today Kelly was not in school.     It was teacher-do-your-work-without-kids-in-the-way day, or something along those lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured that since it was the day before St. Patricks day, we should make  something to celebrate!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leprechaun trap???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can do that...easy,  peasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Kelly that Leprechauns are curious little men that love to cause green trouble on St. Patricks day.  They could possibly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;turn your milk green&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;turn your potty water green&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;leave green kiss marks on your face while you sleep&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;leave little green footprints all over the place&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; She was all ears when I told her that we needed to try and catch one of our own.   Then he had to tell us where the gold was hidden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went right outside to gather up some twigs to make a couple of little ladders.   Natural materials make them feel at home.   They let their guard down, making them easier to catch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb8RdMuqnHI/AAAAAAAABjk/9BZLiRbaVCA/s1600-h/March+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb8RdMuqnHI/AAAAAAAABjk/9BZLiRbaVCA/s200/March+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313985278651309170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is making the ladder, and gathering up her gold to use as bait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really don't see any leprechauns until you are in kindergarten.  They LOVE the smell of school glue, that's what get's their tiny attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb8XVa9L3sI/AAAAAAAABkU/o-ghy2v57ps/s1600-h/March+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb8XVa9L3sI/AAAAAAAABkU/o-ghy2v57ps/s200/March+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313991742101118658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No self respecting leprechaun can resist a rainbow.    Kelly was quick to suggest that we use pipe cleaners to make it really pop out at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really happy that she was so ready to help out and give creative ideas to trap our leprechaun.  She knows that they are almost impossible to trap, and that they never fooled by the same trap twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(78, 78, 78); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 18px; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb8SVo8fEnI/AAAAAAAABj0/lccMXzMgrsU/s1600-h/March+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb8SVo8fEnI/AAAAAAAABj0/lccMXzMgrsU/s200/March+009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313986248298140274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tiny leprechauns LOVE to break the rules.  We made a warning sign that would be sure to lure him to our trap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His big ego will be his down fall when he see's our giant version of his hat.  We hope that it will be irresistible to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb8SuCZDcUI/AAAAAAAABj8/mjGb9MHWqRQ/s1600-h/March+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb8SuCZDcUI/AAAAAAAABj8/mjGb9MHWqRQ/s200/March+007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313986667445711170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Kelly carefully placed the gold that she had found on the top of the hat.   It is rigged to drop open as soon as some more weight is added by our little green friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She chose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;a gold coin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; a gold bangle bracelet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and a gold business card holder&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb8TbeqwsOI/AAAAAAAABkE/6zY3BbNkAJk/s1600-h/March+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb8TbeqwsOI/AAAAAAAABkE/6zY3BbNkAJk/s200/March+012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313987448130285794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her final touch was to put some gold glitter glue around the border of the trap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were sure that the more gold the BETTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb8UN_eYJPI/AAAAAAAABkM/3-XY5n3UZfU/s1600-h/March+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb8UN_eYJPI/AAAAAAAABkM/3-XY5n3UZfU/s320/March+005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313988315930174706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here it is!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly worked so hard on her leprechaun trap.  I think that she did a fabulous job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, maybe tomorrow we will catch a leprechaun and have a big old pot of gold to show for all of our efforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we do not, then that will be alright.  There is always next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-7402535525018150578?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/7402535525018150578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=7402535525018150578' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/7402535525018150578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/7402535525018150578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2009/03/our-leprechaun-trap.html' title='Our Leprechaun trap'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb8PlOol0JI/AAAAAAAABjc/wxIJjrA6zLA/s72-c/March+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-8321595236087448712</id><published>2009-03-15T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T13:43:29.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy  Jess  Day!</title><content type='html'>Today is &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb1kwSz0wvI/AAAAAAAABig/pF3w7SmjHZg/s1600-h/Jesser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb1kwSz0wvI/AAAAAAAABig/pF3w7SmjHZg/s200/Jesser.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313513916212757234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jess's Birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to see her for a couple of hours yesterday at Amanda's baby shower.  It was fun, I have a TON of cute pictures to share, but later.  I need to take Kelly outside to play on her new love...her scooter!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could tell you a million funny, silly stories about Jess.  She has been there for me for SO long now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb1koyPF2XI/AAAAAAAABiY/vDfDjFRJAPs/s1600-h/samnjes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 157px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb1koyPF2XI/AAAAAAAABiY/vDfDjFRJAPs/s200/samnjes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313513787209668978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I could tell you , but then I would have to poke you in the eye, and make swear on your first born not to repeat the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(That is what someone did to me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Not really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone that knows Jess, knows that she can be counted on for a number of things.  Here a few of my personal favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being there for you if you need a shoulder to cry on&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Listening to you when no one else understands you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loving her family 120%, and then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; having enough to give to her friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Making even a bag boy at the grocery store feel special&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having a blast where ever she goes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just being herself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb1lJosjFDI/AAAAAAAABio/gfR5EE4e2Kw/s1600-h/05gals2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb1lJosjFDI/AAAAAAAABio/gfR5EE4e2Kw/s200/05gals2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313514351584547890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all love you to little tiny piece's Jess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that your day is filled with great things, and that you go to sleep tonight with a smile on your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya woman!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-8321595236087448712?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/8321595236087448712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=8321595236087448712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/8321595236087448712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/8321595236087448712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-jess-day.html' title='Happy  Jess  Day!'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/Sb1kwSz0wvI/AAAAAAAABig/pF3w7SmjHZg/s72-c/Jesser.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-2323171620461321602</id><published>2009-02-26T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T17:39:10.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homemade Ninja</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SadAnqChr8I/AAAAAAAABiA/XdVB5g4McnE/s1600-h/DSCN0338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SadAnqChr8I/AAAAAAAABiA/XdVB5g4McnE/s200/DSCN0338.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307281735923380162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just found the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;cooolest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;blog on the PLANET!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is... &lt;a href="http://homeadeninja.blogspot.com/"&gt;Homemade ninja&lt;/a&gt; .... you should seriously check it out.  I think that it is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;EPIC&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I just typed the word epic.  I am bringing it back...to my own little world.  Here is my list of words I am working on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;dig&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;boss&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fab&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gnarly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;keen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kibosh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;nifty&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;primo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SadC4afG6zI/AAAAAAAABiI/i0AL1LgMAho/s1600-h/DSCN0343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SadC4afG6zI/AAAAAAAABiI/i0AL1LgMAho/s200/DSCN0343.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307284222829325106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet DJ and Kelly are going to LOVE my new words this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes...I can see it now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SadC4afG6zI/AAAAAAAABiI/i0AL1LgMAho/s1600-h/DSCN0343.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-2323171620461321602?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/2323171620461321602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=2323171620461321602' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/2323171620461321602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/2323171620461321602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2009/02/homemade-ninja.html' title='Homemade Ninja'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SadAnqChr8I/AAAAAAAABiA/XdVB5g4McnE/s72-c/DSCN0338.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-2002927575633046111</id><published>2009-02-25T11:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T12:13:55.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a RAD bro-in-law....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SaWh6MyJHGI/AAAAAAAABhw/NzNaAOME_uQ/s1600-h/fire+098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 165px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SaWh6MyJHGI/AAAAAAAABhw/NzNaAOME_uQ/s320/fire+098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306825757162019938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;..and it just happens to be his &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt; today!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Brandon Allen&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the awesome picture of him on the job.   I totally stole it from my sister Shannon's blog.  It IS her hubby after all, she better have pictures of him on there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon is great to have as a family member. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;He always plays with the kiddos..they LOVE him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can have a fun conversation with him and it does not feel forced&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He kids around with all of us and it is funny&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brandon is really trustworthy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is an excellent husband to my sister...they are CRAZY in love&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SaWkTni5dkI/AAAAAAAABh4/3hWqYLOHOaI/s1600-h/DSCN0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SaWkTni5dkI/AAAAAAAABh4/3hWqYLOHOaI/s200/DSCN0160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306828392865822274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hope that Brandon and Shannon have a wonderful time together celebrating his birthday.  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (I am sure that they will, they have a blast just cleaning up the dog doodie when they are together)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Broseffff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-2002927575633046111?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/2002927575633046111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=2002927575633046111' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/2002927575633046111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/2002927575633046111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-have-rad-bro-in-law.html' title='I have a RAD bro-in-law....'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SaWh6MyJHGI/AAAAAAAABhw/NzNaAOME_uQ/s72-c/fire+098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-6657946872130725116</id><published>2009-02-19T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T21:30:09.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZ3mAXnJtHI/AAAAAAAABgE/bQZ1yKnoA5c/s1600-h/DSCN0272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZ3mAXnJtHI/AAAAAAAABgE/bQZ1yKnoA5c/s320/DSCN0272.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304648830124930162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kelly's birthday was the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BEST day ever&lt;/span&gt; for sure!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before, I made these cutie-pie snowmen cupcakes for her kindergarten class party.   I found them here at the &lt;a href="http://www.bettycrocker.com/recipes/recipe.aspx?recipeID=46188&amp;amp;Source=SearchResultPage&amp;amp;terms=kids%20cupcakes"&gt;Betty Crocker website&lt;/a&gt;.  Seriously I looked around at tons of cupcake websites for at least a MONTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to go with these because they were..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fun&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;easy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;different&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;it has been snowing so much here in Kanab&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Kelly really liked them, I am glad that she did not want the puppy dog cupcakes...those were too silly for me. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (ha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZ3m_U5TLbI/AAAAAAAABgM/7MiZMT79QB0/s1600-h/DSCN0297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZ3m_U5TLbI/AAAAAAAABgM/7MiZMT79QB0/s200/DSCN0297.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304649911727500722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then I started to feel a little bit guilty because it felt like there was too much sugar for her birthday treat day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I remembered my sweet friend Jana's blog.   &lt;a href="http://brownandboogie.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is whats going BROWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.   She made the most&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; awesome &lt;/span&gt;little penguins out of olives with her darling daughter.   I HAD to make them to go along with my snowmen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really had to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZ3nlC-EYkI/AAAAAAAABgU/5Qx2AqsaQLE/s1600-h/DSCN0298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZ3nlC-EYkI/AAAAAAAABgU/5Qx2AqsaQLE/s200/DSCN0298.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304650559750693442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Jana!  I wanna squeeze your ears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly thought that they were funny.  The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; funny part is that I went to the store to buy two different sized olives...small for the heads and large for the bodies.... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(makes sence right?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....I bought them, brought them home and when I got them out, they were the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;SAME &lt;/span&gt;size!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid olives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZ3oRZw13tI/AAAAAAAABgc/NfSn55FEA4s/s1600-h/DSCN0316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZ3oRZw13tI/AAAAAAAABgc/NfSn55FEA4s/s200/DSCN0316.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304651321783475922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After school I grabbed Kel and we went to get Jesee and Wyatt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly really wanted to go and play at the park with them.   I was lucky, the weather was actually cooperating and it was almost warm out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might not sound like the most exciting thing to do on your birthday...but Kelly &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the city park here in Kanab.  Can you really blame her?  It has all kinds of new equipment, room to run for hours and a steady stream of kids coming and going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZ3om4_5AOI/AAAAAAAABgk/VPJrAdkF-VA/s1600-h/DSCN0318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZ3om4_5AOI/AAAAAAAABgk/VPJrAdkF-VA/s200/DSCN0318.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304651690945347810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I was young, and my sisters and I would go to that park....it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.  The slide was always hot..the merry-go-round would make you puke..and the swing there was a death trap.   Now, it is really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the fountain and the pool open up it will be even better!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strike a pose Kell bell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally think that they need to add a wee bit more rubber to the play area.  The slide has a huge drop off at the bottom.  I wouldn't complain to anyone else but you my dear imaginary reader.  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(promise)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZ3pDBWtSKI/AAAAAAAABgw/cHQJ1L09Cwg/s1600-h/DSCN0321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZ3pDBWtSKI/AAAAAAAABgw/cHQJ1L09Cwg/s200/DSCN0321.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304652174224869538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah, but I am rambling on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesee and Kelly had a great time running and pretending.  I was sitting on a park bench watching them and I really found myself wish in gthat I was six.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have a good time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we came back to Casa de Coop for some homemade pizza. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(don't try  it yourself, mine was not yummy) &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kiddos ate it up though...they are nice.  Love them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZ3pewC_8KI/AAAAAAAABg4/m2uv3weXp2E/s1600-h/DSCN0322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZ3pewC_8KI/AAAAAAAABg4/m2uv3weXp2E/s200/DSCN0322.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304652650615140514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Amanda, Jason, Em, Doug, Mia and Sadie stopped by to sing Kelly happy birthday and eat some chocolate cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sang the traditional song...uh, you know..."happy birthday to you..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can see here that Kel thought it was pretty great.  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(because it was)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZ3quhxwvgI/AAAAAAAABhA/JvN9VwPiwuA/s1600-h/DSCN0324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZ3quhxwvgI/AAAAAAAABhA/JvN9VwPiwuA/s200/DSCN0324.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304654021174279682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone got a big piece of cake and had fun watching the little ones run around in a chocolate fed frenzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way the kitchen sounds when there are so many people in there.  Now it is lonely and dark, really not as fun at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZ3rk3xt0KI/AAAAAAAABhI/HubnHdPuWTo/s1600-h/DSCN0327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZ3rk3xt0KI/AAAAAAAABhI/HubnHdPuWTo/s200/DSCN0327.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304654954792603810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mia and Kelly look so happy in this picture.  I just want to hug them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZ3r8HV4aJI/AAAAAAAABhQ/wvHXdwY_rGE/s1600-h/DSCN0328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZ3r8HV4aJI/AAAAAAAABhQ/wvHXdwY_rGE/s200/DSCN0328.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304655354107816082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my....this is too, too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadie, Kel and Mia were playing with stuffed animals.  Sadie would run into the kitchen and tell me that it was Kelly's birthday.  I couldn't get enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZ3sVxvrOcI/AAAAAAAABhY/fKLVedjMpIE/s1600-h/DSCN0330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZ3sVxvrOcI/AAAAAAAABhY/fKLVedjMpIE/s200/DSCN0330.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304655794987022786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning my beautiful, wickly awesome Mom came over and gave Kelly her birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She bought her the best outfit ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also she got her the one thing that I completely forgot about....a balloon!  She was telling me last night that she really wanted one...I felt so bad.  My Mom must have felt my Mommy pain and just knew that she wanted one.  What a great woman!  Love her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great day..I hope Kelly felt special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we are going to go to Cedar City to spend the weekend with Jess, Sam and the kiddos!!!   WE are so, so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a video of what Kelly thinks about that.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e0431dddf814c24a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De0431dddf814c24a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330316734%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B1D871FCFD5DF823721F43B371790C8E4280F2A.856A0E3B8D12A3E7F999C4925F936C125198C88B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De0431dddf814c24a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMRLgvTcjkwCs45Iq_SBTH0Cnn3c&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De0431dddf814c24a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330316734%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B1D871FCFD5DF823721F43B371790C8E4280F2A.856A0E3B8D12A3E7F999C4925F936C125198C88B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De0431dddf814c24a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMRLgvTcjkwCs45Iq_SBTH0Cnn3c&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-6657946872130725116?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e0431dddf814c24a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/6657946872130725116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=6657946872130725116' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/6657946872130725116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/6657946872130725116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-day.html' title='What a day!!!'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZ3mAXnJtHI/AAAAAAAABgE/bQZ1yKnoA5c/s72-c/DSCN0272.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-5131760037802489948</id><published>2009-02-18T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T12:07:44.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 6 year old Kelly!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZxhX69e6oI/AAAAAAAABf8/6_HBSy_WkEE/s1600-h/DSCN0313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZxhX69e6oI/AAAAAAAABf8/6_HBSy_WkEE/s320/DSCN0313.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304221524727622274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hooray! Hooray!  Kelly is officially &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;six&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; years old today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear that she asked me questions about her birthday everyday since her last birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kid, I kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly is the most wonderful little girl.  Everyday is full of laughter from the moment she gets up until she falls asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her love of life,  and curiosity about the world is such a joy to see.  I love spending every minute with her...even when she drives me batty.  I think that is what it is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of her this morning at breakfast.  Do you like her birthday crown?  I think that she looks precious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZxgCkQ8p4I/AAAAAAAABfs/GCXsB8zgxOo/s1600-h/DSCN0306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZxgCkQ8p4I/AAAAAAAABfs/GCXsB8zgxOo/s200/DSCN0306.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304220058346366850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is getting all pumped up about her presents.  It was really awesome to see her so excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was six!  They have so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZxhBNQRBRI/AAAAAAAABf0/81g4BlNvGfs/s1600-h/DSCN0309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZxhBNQRBRI/AAAAAAAABf0/81g4BlNvGfs/s200/DSCN0309.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304221134501250322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly, you are so special to your Daddy and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being our sweetie face, pumpkin pie, munchkin drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our sweet, funny, smart, kind, fast, full of love Kelly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-5131760037802489948?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/5131760037802489948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=5131760037802489948' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/5131760037802489948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/5131760037802489948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-6-year-old-kelly.html' title='My 6 year old Kelly!'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZxhX69e6oI/AAAAAAAABf8/6_HBSy_WkEE/s72-c/DSCN0313.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-6948415207638690359</id><published>2009-02-17T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T02:23:12.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Ali &amp;  Kid Kelly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZtO3bR5WvI/AAAAAAAABfc/nsyNfEVNkVA/s1600-h/DSC01727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZtO3bR5WvI/AAAAAAAABfc/nsyNfEVNkVA/s320/DSC01727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303919700281481970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The other day we had an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; visitor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;Super Ali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She flew in and told us that she heard we were friendly to super heroes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;(we are)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then, in a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FLASH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, we were graced with the presence of another super hero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;Kid Kelly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZtFYnFQ6gI/AAAAAAAABeE/zF-Ga5Xreuw/s1600-h/DSC01728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZtFYnFQ6gI/AAAAAAAABeE/zF-Ga5Xreuw/s200/DSC01728.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303909275269130754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;They told us that they were here to help Savy with her homework troubles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was amazed at their speed.  Savy had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; started her home work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;They really have a grip on the troubles of today's teenager.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here you can see Savy in the midst of her woes....poor, poor girl.  I was of course off shopping, or doing good deeds, or else I would help her myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;(of course)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZtHK81-G9I/AAAAAAAABeM/Yocr79jrT5A/s1600-h/DSC01729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZtHK81-G9I/AAAAAAAABeM/Yocr79jrT5A/s200/DSC01729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303911239615650770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Super Ali was flying around the house, trying to find the easiest way to help Savy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here you can see her in action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;(notice the cape)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZtIV10FzWI/AAAAAAAABeU/4a6iwnUydtM/s1600-h/DSC01730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZtIV10FzWI/AAAAAAAABeU/4a6iwnUydtM/s200/DSC01730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303912526218906978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then Kid Kelly followed her lead, and also flew around the house to find a solution for Savy's problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;(Her flying style is off the chain!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She is a crazy good side kick I tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZtJSjUWTFI/AAAAAAAABec/f6JpuFNjpLc/s1600-h/DSC01736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZtJSjUWTFI/AAAAAAAABec/f6JpuFNjpLc/s200/DSC01736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303913569225952338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then Super Ali got out her Super rope and began dragging Savy to Casa de Coop's library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;(really it is the computer room)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There she would find the tools to help her do her best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZtK71x64BI/AAAAAAAABe0/VEym6NYnaHo/s1600-h/DSC01740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZtK71x64BI/AAAAAAAABe0/VEym6NYnaHo/s200/DSC01740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303915378068086802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kid Kelly was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;serious &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;about making sure that Savy was following though with her instructions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A super heroes word should not be taken lightly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZtKfohj4hI/AAAAAAAABes/0xASAGIRRn4/s1600-h/DSC01732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZtKfohj4hI/AAAAAAAABes/0xASAGIRRn4/s200/DSC01732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303914893473473042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Super Ali enjoyed Savy's positive reaction to her advice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZtKOqNWobI/AAAAAAAABek/NBF-N6cElyM/s1600-h/DSC01733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZtKOqNWobI/AAAAAAAABek/NBF-N6cElyM/s200/DSC01733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303914601867813298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kid Kelly also was pleased with the result.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZtLQfYgFcI/AAAAAAAABe8/e2qrBufXQ3I/s1600-h/DSC01743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZtLQfYgFcI/AAAAAAAABe8/e2qrBufXQ3I/s200/DSC01743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303915732833146306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;They decided to celebrate with a enthusiastic thumbs up!  Kid Kelly was beside herself with joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZtL5fSB8KI/AAAAAAAABfE/wCPqR6VRaCw/s1600-h/DSC01746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZtL5fSB8KI/AAAAAAAABfE/wCPqR6VRaCw/s200/DSC01746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303916437180641442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Savy was so happy about the help that they gave her, that she proceeded to pass out high fives to everyone that she met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kid Kelly was the first to receive one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kid Kelly's high fives spread joy through out the world.   She is THAT powerful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZtN1UzwxCI/AAAAAAAABfM/assQ5N_Zgf0/s1600-h/DSC01747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZtN1UzwxCI/AAAAAAAABfM/assQ5N_Zgf0/s200/DSC01747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303918564673111074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Super Ali pondered for a minute.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.....Perhaps the combined power of her own high five, mixed with Kid Kelly's could save the world!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;(sure, why not?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZtORiRdj0I/AAAAAAAABfU/ZQf4c8fvLJQ/s1600-h/DSC01749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZtORiRdj0I/AAAAAAAABfU/ZQf4c8fvLJQ/s200/DSC01749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303919049323679554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All we know for sure, is that Savy has &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; problem with her homework needs.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Thanks to the team work of Super Ali and Kid Kelly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;(I can't believe I missed all the action!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Until next time....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-6948415207638690359?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/6948415207638690359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=6948415207638690359' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/6948415207638690359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/6948415207638690359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2009/02/super-ali-kid-kelly.html' title='Super Ali &amp;  Kid Kelly'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZtO3bR5WvI/AAAAAAAABfc/nsyNfEVNkVA/s72-c/DSC01727.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-5898151924993901846</id><published>2009-02-11T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T17:57:42.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookie...cookie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZNe5TGtdYI/AAAAAAAABdA/VtBn2ZEa7p4/s1600-h/DSCN0227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZNe5TGtdYI/AAAAAAAABdA/VtBn2ZEa7p4/s320/DSCN0227.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301685524819178882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Greetings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;sterday I was officially sick as a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I have had to play catch-up with my Valentine projects.  It was really kind of lame.  I finished though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now Kelly and Mia are playing "My little ponies" up in Kel's room.  I went up there and spied on them.  They were being UBER cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( Uber, that's one step above super..in case you did not know.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am going to take this time to show you my Valentines day fab-u-los-ity that I created.   Mostly because I am hanging out with DJ and Papa Coop and they don't give a squat about Valentines day crafts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are really nice and pretend that they give a squat though...that is sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZNgf26lJSI/AAAAAAAABdI/-bIHU0cLym8/s1600-h/DSCN0228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZNgf26lJSI/AAAAAAAABdI/-bIHU0cLym8/s200/DSCN0228.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301687286778635554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So.....tah dah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the cookie tins that I transformed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  They used to be the wrong season, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Now they are Valen-tastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really heart the cherry blossom one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZN6ViQDZWI/AAAAAAAABdQ/1azhB-_5nlA/s1600-h/DSCN0229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZN6ViQDZWI/AAAAAAAABdQ/1azhB-_5nlA/s200/DSCN0229.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301715696735184226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;You can see it better here in this picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;I painted them...then I added the paper coolness....then I sha-lacked the heck out of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;I think that I lost a few brain cells when I was doing the sha-lacking.  I swear that I had trouble adding tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZN6xUKHjKI/AAAAAAAABdY/QTqpS6s32kE/s1600-h/DSCN0232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZN6xUKHjKI/AAAAAAAABdY/QTqpS6s32kE/s200/DSCN0232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301716173988531362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Then I made the yummers cookies to go in the tins.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Offically making them "cookie tins".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Casa de Coop didn't have a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt; heart shaped cookie cutter.    We have a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;giant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt; heart cookie cutter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;I found a weird diamond cookie cutter that only cost me a quarter at the store though....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;that was going to have to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was WAY more effort than I thought it was going to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I baked them, I dipped them in chocolate on one side.  the other side has cute designs made out of butter scotch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun!  I really like making things with small details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZN7lU4RHGI/AAAAAAAABdg/zDUH6E_wJEQ/s1600-h/DSCN0233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZN7lU4RHGI/AAAAAAAABdg/zDUH6E_wJEQ/s200/DSCN0233.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301717067535293538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt; I almost forgot about these heart shaped rice crispie treats.  They are Mama Coop and Ali's favorite recipie.  I just wrapped them up to give out to the peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt; I dig the gift bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZN8brFQjcI/AAAAAAAABdo/-fgjObJkLII/s1600-h/DSCN0235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZN8brFQjcI/AAAAAAAABdo/-fgjObJkLII/s200/DSCN0235.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301718001208298946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;So, what was Deej and Papa Coop doing today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;They were Chill-laxing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I took this picture sneaky style...I do not think that they would let me just take a picture of them chill-laxing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;They deserve a little peice and quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-5898151924993901846?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/5898151924993901846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=5898151924993901846' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/5898151924993901846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/5898151924993901846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2009/02/cookiecookie.html' title='Cookie...cookie...'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZNe5TGtdYI/AAAAAAAABdA/VtBn2ZEa7p4/s72-c/DSCN0227.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-809399022205807394</id><published>2009-02-09T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T15:21:28.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZCgMVT77iI/AAAAAAAABcA/qPNzHV_vDK0/s1600-h/DSCN0213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZCgMVT77iI/AAAAAAAABcA/qPNzHV_vDK0/s320/DSCN0213.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300912895154712098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Howdy ho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The other day was "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;wear red for Women's heart health awareness day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;".   Did you know about this?   Did you wear&lt;/span&gt; red?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was getting Kelly ready for the day and she was watching the news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A five year old watching the news is strange to you?    My Kelly likes to be kept up to date with all of the worlds current events.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That, and I don't let her change the channel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So anyway....we were watching the news and they told us that you should wear red.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kelly took this as a command from the all mighty television gods.  She insisted on wearing red that day.  Red IS her favorite color.  It was not a hard thing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZCgjKxBlrI/AAAAAAAABcI/vg9bVv9DGrk/s1600-h/DSCN0218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZCgjKxBlrI/AAAAAAAABcI/vg9bVv9DGrk/s200/DSCN0218.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300913287460918962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I used to walk Kelly to her kindergarten classroom.  Right up to the door even.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lately my precious little gift has been requesting that I only drop her off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just drop her off.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Word on the street is..... Kelly is a BIG girl now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZCg_m6HwfI/AAAAAAAABcQ/wb_vRaHtFXM/s1600-h/DSCN0219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZCg_m6HwfI/AAAAAAAABcQ/wb_vRaHtFXM/s200/DSCN0219.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300913776051601906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was informed that BIG girls do not need to be walked to the door.  BIG girls just blow their Mommy a kiss and walk all by them selves to the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Or in Kelly's case, they RUN to the door.   Mostly she spots a fellow class mate, then she challenges them to a race to the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes, she wins.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That picture is a blurry image of her racing to the door.  Apparently you can't capture a Kelly Jess running with a simple camera.  It has to be a super fast NASA camera or something like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;fast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I REALLY do have so much to say today.  We have been a busy busy family this weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For now I shall back-track.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The fabulous Valentines day is approaching swiftly.  Remember in elementary school when Valentines day was fun?  You would make a sweet Valentine mailbox.  Then all of your classmates would give you sweet cards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I would sit on the phone and talk to my friends about the hidden meaning of my Bart Simpson&lt;/span&gt; Valentine from the cute kid.  Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZChdQwxPRI/AAAAAAAABcY/iXdcT2GR2ls/s1600-h/butterflies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZChdQwxPRI/AAAAAAAABcY/iXdcT2GR2ls/s200/butterflies.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300914285502872850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now it is fun to help Kelly with her cards.  She is old enough to write her own messages on her cards,  it is so dang precious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I sit with her when she writes them.  She tells me about the little person that she is giving it too.  It is a riot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We are going to Grandma Cooper's Valentine's Day party this Saturday.  It is fun to go to and see all of the family that lives in different parts of the state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am going to make these butterfly cards to give to our little kiddos in the family.  I found the idea on this cute blog. There are soooo many great ideas on there.  Loooove it.  Check it out.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.skiptomylou.org/valentines-day-ideas-2/"&gt;skip to my lou&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZCh2jqP8sI/AAAAAAAABcg/N7t-RSpKKFk/s1600-h/tins.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZCh2jqP8sI/AAAAAAAABcg/N7t-RSpKKFk/s200/tins.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300914720072528578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then I am going to make these cookie tins.  I found them at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://littlebirdiesecrets.blogspot.com/"&gt;little birdie secrets&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.  It is a great site... I have Nicole to thank for that gem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On Friday I went with my Mom to the thrift store and there was quite a few cookie tins for me to buy.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now I am just decorating them...then I am going to put yummy things in them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What yummy things?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZCiJrcaqaI/AAAAAAAABcw/LQD8r23lqbw/s1600-h/cookies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZCiJrcaqaI/AAAAAAAABcw/LQD8r23lqbw/s200/cookies.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300915048579508642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;These&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; yummy things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then I am going to give them away to my lovely ladies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, I better stop rambling and finish them up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am excited about having a project to do!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZCifJPb8kI/AAAAAAAABc4/pijj_L0TOps/s1600-h/DSC01774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZCifJPb8kI/AAAAAAAABc4/pijj_L0TOps/s200/DSC01774.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300915417355383362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So is Ali!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;(I will tell you more about why another time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Can you tell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-809399022205807394?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/809399022205807394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=809399022205807394' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/809399022205807394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/809399022205807394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2009/02/howdy-ho-other-day-was-wear-red-for.html' title='Random thoughts'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SZCgMVT77iI/AAAAAAAABcA/qPNzHV_vDK0/s72-c/DSCN0213.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-5268245897350446521</id><published>2009-02-04T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T13:39:05.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elementary school girls basketball is really entertaining</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SYoFQr61K-I/AAAAAAAABa4/VX8TcdZfrGA/s1600-h/DSCN0207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SYoFQr61K-I/AAAAAAAABa4/VX8TcdZfrGA/s320/DSCN0207.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299053695780334562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No lie! It was pretty fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly and I  went to Charlee's 4th grade basketball game last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was at the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; old  &lt;/span&gt;middle school down the street.  Man, that building is falling apart!  I was a little bit afraid for my safety when I first got in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was cool though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As cool as Jesee, Wyatt and Kelly in this picture.  Watch out world....the three of them are growing up and they are a force!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is up with Wyatt in this picture???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SYoFxHhGyZI/AAAAAAAABbA/ObtKMJgy8RY/s1600-h/DSCN0196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SYoFxHhGyZI/AAAAAAAABbA/ObtKMJgy8RY/s200/DSCN0196.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299054252944443794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To my surprise the gym was packed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not being sarcastic when I say that. I took this picture sitting  on the side where all of the people were sitting.   Never would I have guessed that it would fill that whole side.   I guess 4th grade basketball is the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thing to go check out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her team was playing Fredonia.   That explains so much.   Those fans were serious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a few times that I thought to myself that some adults were a bit to riled up when it came to a missed shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SYoGFt_TZGI/AAAAAAAABbI/NWCkJyiXu3g/s1600-h/DSCN0200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SYoGFt_TZGI/AAAAAAAABbI/NWCkJyiXu3g/s200/DSCN0200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299054606869029986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sheesh people!  It is 4th grade basketball for Pete's sake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlee was really a hoot to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was guarding this little girl and she was running around her blocking her from the ball, doing a great job.  I swear that I kept catching her having normal conversations with this girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SYoGZxBsncI/AAAAAAAABbQ/Kkjn4du66B0/s1600-h/DSCN0211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SYoGZxBsncI/AAAAAAAABbQ/Kkjn4du66B0/s200/DSCN0211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299054951281761730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, I really like your shoes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you think that the Jonas brothers are dreamy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you hate math homework like I do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SYoGrpqNI_I/AAAAAAAABbY/vQZ6Pv6bMqI/s1600-h/DSCN0199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SYoGrpqNI_I/AAAAAAAABbY/vQZ6Pv6bMqI/s200/DSCN0199.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299055258541827058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I could not really hear her,  I am merely making an observation.  When I was watching her it looked like that is what she was saying to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, and I can read lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(not really)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can not end this without another picture of Kelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she can't wait untill she can play too.  When the game was over she went right out to the floor and started to shoot basketballs with the next team up to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a video that I took of the game.  Trying to take pictures of running 10 year olds is really hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shooting a video is even worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if it makes you a little nauseous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah...the game ended in a TIE!! 18 to 18.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e8512e49ee5871ad" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De8512e49ee5871ad%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330316734%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D750F65AC82E6AF07B3D8647559E4ADBF150FDC07.13DB833DB1FAFD97151DB858E1748EE735F03307%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De8512e49ee5871ad%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9V3SmtvOEIVMZoQgA8XPELy2yBY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De8512e49ee5871ad%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330316734%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D750F65AC82E6AF07B3D8647559E4ADBF150FDC07.13DB833DB1FAFD97151DB858E1748EE735F03307%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De8512e49ee5871ad%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9V3SmtvOEIVMZoQgA8XPELy2yBY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-5268245897350446521?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e8512e49ee5871ad&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/5268245897350446521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=5268245897350446521' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/5268245897350446521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/5268245897350446521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2009/02/elementary-school-girls-basketball-is.html' title='Elementary school girls basketball is really entertaining'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SYoFQr61K-I/AAAAAAAABa4/VX8TcdZfrGA/s72-c/DSCN0207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-8784160984006201148</id><published>2009-02-04T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T12:27:22.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SYn2DDCdF5I/AAAAAAAABaY/0BegTP8uVcw/s1600-h/DSCN0192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SYn2DDCdF5I/AAAAAAAABaY/0BegTP8uVcw/s200/DSCN0192.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299036968793741202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Are you like me, and you are sick of picking up the dead leaves form your yard one by one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is all of that back breaking work taking up your precious time with your family?   Your job?   Your chill time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, never fear.   I have the ultimate solution!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Toro leaf blower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It solves your painstaking leaf burdens in a snap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SYn2U38zm-I/AAAAAAAABag/H6VOdqMpmkE/s1600-h/DSCN0193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SYn2U38zm-I/AAAAAAAABag/H6VOdqMpmkE/s200/DSCN0193.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299037275054906338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You will go from this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lonely yard, yearning for people to come and chat by the bird bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A porch swing just waiting for the children to play on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SYn6EL7K9SI/AAAAAAAABaw/mKZKW17IbSQ/s1600-h/DSCN0195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SYn6EL7K9SI/AAAAAAAABaw/mKZKW17IbSQ/s200/DSCN0195.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299041386405492002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A leaf free rock paradise of your wildest dreams!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of the parties that you could throw, the laughter you would hear, the steaks you could smell on your outdoor grill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All because of this amazing leaf blower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*    *    *    *    *    *    *    *    *    *    *    *    *    *    *    *    *   *    *    *    *    *    *    *    *    *    *   *   *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my Mom's house yesterday and got to play around with her leaf blower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was FUN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, I am 5 years old.   I don't care though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed it like I enjoy vacuuming, or organizing socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I could not stop myself from taking the before and after pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-8784160984006201148?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/8784160984006201148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=8784160984006201148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/8784160984006201148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/8784160984006201148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2009/02/are-you-like-me-and-you-are-sick-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SYn2DDCdF5I/AAAAAAAABaY/0BegTP8uVcw/s72-c/DSCN0192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-8568277071535475663</id><published>2009-01-29T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T13:26:39.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What did you do with your Christmas tree?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SYIB6aTPH7I/AAAAAAAABZY/WELrSMG5ErE/s1600-h/DSCN0106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SYIB6aTPH7I/AAAAAAAABZY/WELrSMG5ErE/s320/DSCN0106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296798214745169842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know....weird question right???  It &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;IS &lt;/span&gt;January 29th.  Christmas is looong gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here at Casa de Coop we decided to carry on a family tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa Coop told me that when he was little his Mom would take the Christmas tree outside, and decorate it with bread.  Then the little birdies would have some food for the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he wasn't telling me this,  he was telling Kelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why he said birdies.   I do not think that he talks to adults like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly had fun putting stale bread on the tree....but it took some work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, she had it in her mind that the very second that she put the bread on the tree, that the birds were going to swarm in and attack her and the tree.    Like a feeding frenzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SYICnLbnQtI/AAAAAAAABZo/5ylu-3_4hMo/s1600-h/DSCN0109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SYICnLbnQtI/AAAAAAAABZo/5ylu-3_4hMo/s200/DSCN0109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296798983847887570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It took me a little convincing to get her to get out there and put the bread on the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once she got out there and saw that there were no birds attacking her, she was all over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is getting too big for her clothes.   My Kelly is growing like a weed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SYIDQ3gzvOI/AAAAAAAABZw/lXgq77wy9AU/s1600-h/DSCN0113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SYIDQ3gzvOI/AAAAAAAABZw/lXgq77wy9AU/s200/DSCN0113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296799700055473378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to go to Cedar city to visit Jess and the kiddos a couple of weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sammy and Kelly had a major blast chillin' and playing with various toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuteness all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SYIEYL8eQDI/AAAAAAAABZ4/C5duRZ3mZZo/s1600-h/DSCN0110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SYIEYL8eQDI/AAAAAAAABZ4/C5duRZ3mZZo/s200/DSCN0110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296800925310926898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Speaking of cuteness......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gavin...(The worlds most sweetest, cutest baby)  was being uber precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a pleasant little guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jess changes him out of his clothes, he laughs like crazy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could sell tickets to it.  It is that great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't forget to add that Kelly's snack day in kindergarten was the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say that I stress a little about what to have her bring is a smidgen of an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SYIcTKORuBI/AAAAAAAABaI/WND_YjlZtIE/s1600-h/DSCN0116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SYIcTKORuBI/AAAAAAAABaI/WND_YjlZtIE/s200/DSCN0116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296827227228452882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I do not want to send sugar...or even heaven forbid..nasty tasting healthy food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this time I put peanut butter in a little cup...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...then I put rainbow colored gold fish crackers in the peanut butter....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...finally, I put it all in a plastic baggie with some pretzel sticks.  They could use them to "fish" the crackers out with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SYIdy94uh-I/AAAAAAAABaQ/2hSy3cNBfcg/s1600-h/DSCN0117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SYIdy94uh-I/AAAAAAAABaQ/2hSy3cNBfcg/s200/DSCN0117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296828873184282594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I could tell, the little munchkins loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can almost tell by the look on Kelly's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pleased with that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-8568277071535475663?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/8568277071535475663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=8568277071535475663' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/8568277071535475663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/8568277071535475663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-did-you-do-with-your-christmas.html' title='What did you do with your Christmas tree?'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SYIB6aTPH7I/AAAAAAAABZY/WELrSMG5ErE/s72-c/DSCN0106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-3536482747611895088</id><published>2009-01-26T16:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T20:02:12.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We had a chill weekend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SX6GxkUlVyI/AAAAAAAABZI/TuLw8JFxWfg/s1600-h/DSCN0124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SX6GxkUlVyI/AAAAAAAABZI/TuLw8JFxWfg/s200/DSCN0124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295818397956003618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;N&lt;/span&gt;ot a whole lot going on here at Casa de Coop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kelly spent the weekend playing with her various toys.  Getting to know her new toys that she got at Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; do not think that she needs anymore toys for a while now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We both found rocks to paint...that was sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cynthia and I took the kiddos to the movie theater in Hurricane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I need to work on my patience a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is OK with me, I could use a project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SX5gB0vvVGI/AAAAAAAABYY/BUIwe0D0cCQ/s1600-h/DSCN0131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SX5gB0vvVGI/AAAAAAAABYY/BUIwe0D0cCQ/s200/DSCN0131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295775796289295458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ali was home from Dixie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She is seriously a gal that has her dreams in order..and she is going to make them come true!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Gotta respect that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here are Sav and Ali living the sweet life....love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SX6CzdhwieI/AAAAAAAABZA/Qk2g1683Ka4/s1600-h/DSCN0133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SX6CzdhwieI/AAAAAAAABZA/Qk2g1683Ka4/s200/DSCN0133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295814032445442530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Apparently DJ was not having such a fun time on his day off....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SX5kHdvP7SI/AAAAAAAABYo/VX-VahksJM0/s1600-h/DSCN0136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SX5kHdvP7SI/AAAAAAAABYo/VX-VahksJM0/s200/DSCN0136.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295780291238948130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ooooops! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Guess I was wrong about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;DJ loves being homes and having a relaxing day.   I think that is when he practices his elk shadow puppet poses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SX5ltKB1ANI/AAAAAAAABYw/Q8HVwd-cUm8/s1600-h/DSCN0137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SX5ltKB1ANI/AAAAAAAABYw/Q8HVwd-cUm8/s200/DSCN0137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295782038294823122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ali found time to have a nap on the couch by the fire.  Then I woke her up when I took this picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Stupid flash and my need to take pictures of people sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SX5o-ht2DAI/AAAAAAAABY4/2LMIYEXn2aI/s1600-h/DSCN0139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SX5o-ht2DAI/AAAAAAAABY4/2LMIYEXn2aI/s200/DSCN0139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295785635246115842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kelly wrapped up her day by pretending that she is a super hero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Like her cape? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It is really a window flap for our tent.   I taped a piece of paper with the letter K on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  I have skills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-3536482747611895088?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/3536482747611895088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=3536482747611895088' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/3536482747611895088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/3536482747611895088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-had-chill-weekend.html' title='We had a chill weekend...'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SX6GxkUlVyI/AAAAAAAABZI/TuLw8JFxWfg/s72-c/DSCN0124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-8715872744555858343</id><published>2009-01-21T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T18:47:33.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SXd8fJMClbI/AAAAAAAABXI/8cGN619FLF8/s1600-h/Mommers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SXd8fJMClbI/AAAAAAAABXI/8cGN619FLF8/s320/Mommers.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293836761481516466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I know that everyone say that they have the best Mom. That she is so great.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well I am going to go on record that everyone is wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;(sorry, but you are.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; have the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Mom in the universe.  My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; is the great one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;* She is the most caring woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;* When I get sick I still cry for my Mom.  That is how good she was to me when I was little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;* The room lights up when she is there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;* She is a great Grammie to her grand kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;* She makes a loooong boring trip to St. George fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;* Every skill I have..I got from her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;* She is sooo easy to talk to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;* Her food is amazing...I crave it every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;* You can talk to her in funny voices, and she will not look at yo like you are crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;* She is my bestest friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; EVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On January 17th we celebrated her birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;(Happy Birthday Mommers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My sisters Cynthia and Shannon, My Mom and myself got together and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;laughed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;laughed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;!  We do that when ever we get together.  It is embarrassing to others, and we really just do not care.  I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then we took her out to lunch.....oh man..when I get those pictures they are going right on here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;They are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AMAZING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just you wait..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-8715872744555858343?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/8715872744555858343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=8715872744555858343' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/8715872744555858343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/8715872744555858343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-mom.html' title='My Mom'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SXd8fJMClbI/AAAAAAAABXI/8cGN619FLF8/s72-c/Mommers.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-3964172672799004473</id><published>2009-01-14T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:29:35.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's January 14th already?!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW4trHRUL8I/AAAAAAAABSo/zw29ejXA664/s1600-h/snowy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW4trHRUL8I/AAAAAAAABSo/zw29ejXA664/s320/snowy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291216830916210626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hmmmmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I haven't been on here in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOREVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What a slacker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Really, it turns out that I have some what of a social life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Amazing.   I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have a ton of fun things that I want to show you.  I promise not to go off,  and type forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I do have a TON of pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It was a terrific holiday season.   Best ever I would say, for sure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here is Christmas-to-New Years 2008.....as painlessly as I can bring it to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW4uqvN7G7I/AAAAAAAABSw/R6Vu9iiNN9I/s1600-h/JessAlinMom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW4uqvN7G7I/AAAAAAAABSw/R6Vu9iiNN9I/s200/JessAlinMom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291217923971161010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So, you can tell by the picture at the top that obviously it snowed A lot here in Kanab.   It was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wild&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We loved that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The Annual Gramma Cooper Christmas party in St. George was a blast.   Here is a darling picture of Jess, Ali and Mama Coop enjoying the shin-dig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5w6x7bXEI/AAAAAAAABWo/WCV68ITR8Po/s1600-h/KelnSammers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5w6x7bXEI/AAAAAAAABWo/WCV68ITR8Po/s200/KelnSammers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291290767344229442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kelly and Sammy ran around and had a fun filled time with all of the cousins.   They even got to hear Christmas songs, sung to them by a huge family of carolers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I had never seen that in real life before...only on movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There I go....writing too much.   I will try to stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW4ww-mjyzI/AAAAAAAABTA/t7H2s3E2wtM/s1600-h/SarahnJim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW4ww-mjyzI/AAAAAAAABTA/t7H2s3E2wtM/s200/SarahnJim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291220230203493170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sarah and Jim were lookin' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;snazzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; for the party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW4xKnvPW8I/AAAAAAAABTI/QifRhSKDoJY/s1600-h/Yum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW4xKnvPW8I/AAAAAAAABTI/QifRhSKDoJY/s200/Yum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291220670742485954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then we had a Christmas Eve tradition that I really dig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The Progressive dinner!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We all went over to Amanda and Jason's house to have yummy appetizers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Sweet picture of Sarah!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW49yIVN2PI/AAAAAAAABTQ/Po1T6K6z0_s/s1600-h/kidstable3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW49yIVN2PI/AAAAAAAABTQ/Po1T6K6z0_s/s200/kidstable3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291234543646136562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then, we shuffled down the street to Emily and Doug's house for the main course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It was sooooo good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here is Sadie, Kelly and Mia at the VIP table.   I was not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cool &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;enough to get a seat at that table myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW54rTfqpvI/AAAAAAAABWw/K6klchcE7fw/s1600-h/Theabeaus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW54rTfqpvI/AAAAAAAABWw/K6klchcE7fw/s200/Theabeaus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291299297569711858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Emily and Doug look like they are enjoying the mouth watering feast that they made for everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Such a fun couple...love them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5EghR47BI/AAAAAAAABTo/w_O0lPhqSmA/s1600-h/Kelnmia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5EghR47BI/AAAAAAAABTo/w_O0lPhqSmA/s200/Kelnmia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291241937686817810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Next we had dessert here at Casa de Coop.  There was home made chocolate candy,  cookies and the fam favorite.....cheesecake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have pics of that part...but I am trying to keep it kind of short....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kelly and Mia got into their jammies and snuggled on the couch.  They watched Christmas cartoons together.    It was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;precious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5RSHkOpOI/AAAAAAAABTw/gxFUP9HBa8g/s1600-h/ipodsyo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5RSHkOpOI/AAAAAAAABTw/gxFUP9HBa8g/s200/ipodsyo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291255983917409506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then it was finally Christmas morning!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TAH DAH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kelly jumper right out of bed and was soooooo excited.    Her eyes were bugging out of her head.    It was pretty great to watch her open all of her presents.    I felt lucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5R_OxkYGI/AAAAAAAABT4/NezPLYYy9MU/s1600-h/toesocks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5R_OxkYGI/AAAAAAAABT4/NezPLYYy9MU/s200/toesocks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291256758946521186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Savy and Ali liked their IPods,  and the sweetest toe socks in America!  ( I know..I checked)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Everyone should rock the toe socks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5WyegkMAI/AAAAAAAABUA/-K2zp3taQlU/s1600-h/DadnMom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5WyegkMAI/AAAAAAAABUA/-K2zp3taQlU/s200/DadnMom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291262037390012418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Papa Coop and Mama Coop looked dashing in all of their new threads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(can you tell that I am working on new words to use this year?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(no?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(well I am.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5XQe-JM1I/AAAAAAAABUI/8k4rE8n5aZ0/s1600-h/DSCN0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5XQe-JM1I/AAAAAAAABUI/8k4rE8n5aZ0/s200/DSCN0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291262552910148434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;After the flurry of activity we headed over to my Mom's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Horray!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My Mom and Mac..they got me.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A NEW &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CAMERA!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So grateful for them!  It is soooooo nice.  they know that I have had this sad looking old camera for about 8 years now.   We even bought it used.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5X6Ro01YI/AAAAAAAABUQ/pNnqlLX1tNk/s1600-h/DSCN0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5X6Ro01YI/AAAAAAAABUQ/pNnqlLX1tNk/s200/DSCN0007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291263270885578114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Goodbye loyal camera friend!   Have fun with Kelly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My Grandma flew in from Colorado to spend Christmas with us.  That was super special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We call her G.G.  That is short for Great Grandma. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She is the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5YhS1aZ_I/AAAAAAAABUY/HsEiumjUfNI/s1600-h/DSCN0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5YhS1aZ_I/AAAAAAAABUY/HsEiumjUfNI/s200/DSCN0010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291263941221705714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We then had Christmas dinner over at my sister Cynthia's house.  It was a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;major&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; blast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There was lots of family there, and tons of friends there too.  Everyone was in a really good mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5ZdIZK3CI/AAAAAAAABUg/qMxWO803bps/s1600-h/DSCN0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5ZdIZK3CI/AAAAAAAABUg/qMxWO803bps/s200/DSCN0032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291264969211042850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kelly loved the gifts that she got from Cyn and Rhett.   Can you tell at all from this picture????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My mom got her this cute, cute Hello Kitty tent.   Kelly has been sleeping in it since Christmas.   I am slowly making her sleep in her bed some nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I figure that childhood is supposed to be full of tent-filled-nights.  Why fight it???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5aSA0dhUI/AAAAAAAABUo/i2V9Lo2vF6Y/s1600-h/DSCN0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 183px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5aSA0dhUI/AAAAAAAABUo/i2V9Lo2vF6Y/s200/DSCN0037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291265877711095106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Awwww!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here is Cyn, her baby angel.......Trinity, and Ruthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ruth is Cyn's best friend, Trin is Ruth's baby girl.  So much goodness in this pic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW6FvYh1CGI/AAAAAAAABW4/oIae7e9dL4k/s1600-h/DSCN0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW6FvYh1CGI/AAAAAAAABW4/oIae7e9dL4k/s200/DSCN0044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291313661291595874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can't leave out my Shannon!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She is such a fabulous Aunt.  The kiddos love her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You can see that in this pic from Christmas at Cyn's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5cU17wF1I/AAAAAAAABU4/_v7rvBx2YCk/s1600-h/DSCN0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5cU17wF1I/AAAAAAAABU4/_v7rvBx2YCk/s200/DSCN0053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291268125351745362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I got home from Cyn's party and found myself working on a  jig-saw puzzle with Ali and Savy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It was way, way too much fun for just a simple puzzle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5cztLqq4I/AAAAAAAABVA/r1iD12zVGfs/s1600-h/DSCN0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5cztLqq4I/AAAAAAAABVA/r1iD12zVGfs/s200/DSCN0054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291268655578524546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The next day Jess, Sam, Ivy, Sammy and Gavin were here to spend a couple of days.  Kelly could not believe her string of good luck.   First,  presents for two days...now a two night sleep over!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Jess got a camera for Christmas too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Smile Jess.  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5dQ6o7dHI/AAAAAAAABVI/21iXfh_mpdo/s1600-h/DSCN0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5dQ6o7dHI/AAAAAAAABVI/21iXfh_mpdo/s200/DSCN0060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291269157407126642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hanging out with Ivy is at the top of my list of favorite things to do.   Savy and Ali love it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Jeeze....they don't look like they are related at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;do they??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5dxUzu_5I/AAAAAAAABVQ/JaH0O_yKE9E/s1600-h/DSCN0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5dxUzu_5I/AAAAAAAABVQ/JaH0O_yKE9E/s200/DSCN0062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291269714187583378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I got Sammy, Ivy and Kelly to stop playing for a second so I could snap a picture of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My new camera must have a setting on it that captures motion....because they were running around all dang day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;*wishing for energy of a five year old*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5jpD6wHdI/AAAAAAAABVY/f6aNXvdl1pA/s1600-h/DSCN0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5jpD6wHdI/AAAAAAAABVY/f6aNXvdl1pA/s200/DSCN0064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291276169284427218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The best little baby boy in the Universe!  Gavin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5kBhH5RyI/AAAAAAAABVg/fsqlw0CxPHU/s1600-h/DSCN0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5kBhH5RyI/AAAAAAAABVg/fsqlw0CxPHU/s200/DSCN0066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291276589441042210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Savy, Jesser, Amando and Mama Coop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have a really silly version of this picture...but if you want to see it you gotta learn the secret handshake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5kqIjSr8I/AAAAAAAABVo/asQK-k-onC0/s1600-h/DSCN0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5kqIjSr8I/AAAAAAAABVo/asQK-k-onC0/s200/DSCN0083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291277287219703746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We really did make a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;snowman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;His name was Carl...because he looked like Snoopy's cousin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you asked Kelly though...his name was Kevin....again.  She just thinks that all snowmen are named Kevin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This one was 26 years old now.   He grew older in the land of snow I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5lDaMEq5I/AAAAAAAABVw/3lid2-BLsVQ/s1600-h/DSCN0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5lDaMEq5I/AAAAAAAABVw/3lid2-BLsVQ/s200/DSCN0086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291277721450883986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The Savster holding sweet little Gav, Gav.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Or  "Baby G".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sheesh, Gav Gav is more fun to say!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5laQX7iKI/AAAAAAAABV4/YLazJglTNWA/s1600-h/DSCN0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5laQX7iKI/AAAAAAAABV4/YLazJglTNWA/s200/DSCN0088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291278113953253538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kell Kell loved all of her toys that she got from Santa .   She is still talking about him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She will start to be naughty..and then she will catch herself and say....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"uh-oh!  I better be good.  Santa is watching me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Once she asked me if he was going to be watching her forever.  I told her that he was.   She seemed a little bit annoyed by that idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hee hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW6M2efBEfI/AAAAAAAABXA/XfAu3ysv5aM/s1600-h/DSCN0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW6M2efBEfI/AAAAAAAABXA/XfAu3ysv5aM/s200/DSCN0089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291321479730893298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We continued the fun that we had been having together by going over to Shannon and Brandon's house for yummy chili one night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Jesee, Charlee, Wyatt and Kelly played the game Operation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kel got that for Christmas, since she asked Santa for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She is totally afraid of it.  Will not play with it with the sound on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Bah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5oceNzF0I/AAAAAAAABWI/yNjJcUGxp1o/s1600-h/DSCN0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5oceNzF0I/AAAAAAAABWI/yNjJcUGxp1o/s200/DSCN0090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291281450563475266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Whatever....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here is My Mom, and my Sisters striking a sweet pose in Shannon's kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Work it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shannon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5o5IaLHQI/AAAAAAAABWQ/yTKLCR8L5yQ/s1600-h/DSCN0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5o5IaLHQI/AAAAAAAABWQ/yTKLCR8L5yQ/s200/DSCN0093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291281942926007554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mom and GG being sweetie-faces.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5p9xZryFI/AAAAAAAABWY/J9nQFVgzuYc/s1600-h/DSCN0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5p9xZryFI/AAAAAAAABWY/J9nQFVgzuYc/s200/DSCN0095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291283122160912466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kelly in her Hello Kitty tent that I was ranting about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She LOVES it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5q8yrDbJI/AAAAAAAABWg/2x4JJehaecQ/s1600-h/DSCN0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW5q8yrDbJI/AAAAAAAABWg/2x4JJehaecQ/s200/DSCN0097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291284204833959058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Savy and Ali love it too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My Mom knows best.  You just can not go wrong with a tent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You made it!  I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;For now............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-3964172672799004473?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/3964172672799004473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=3964172672799004473' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/3964172672799004473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/3964172672799004473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-january-14th-already.html' title='It&apos;s January 14th already?!!'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SW4trHRUL8I/AAAAAAAABSo/zw29ejXA664/s72-c/snowy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-195192745118102647</id><published>2008-12-20T08:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T08:53:48.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>100th post...woo hoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SU0f8bQBUdI/AAAAAAAABR4/xX3ojj_-SgI/s1600-h/DSC01554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SU0f8bQBUdI/AAAAAAAABR4/xX3ojj_-SgI/s320/DSC01554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281913060943024594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am getting more and more in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;making craft projects with Cynthia&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;decorating the tree&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;shopping with my Mom and sisters&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;putting up lights outside with DJ&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;going to Kelly Christmas program&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;going shopping with Mama Coop and Kelly J&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Making cookies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;shoveling snow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wrapping presents&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been so much fun.  I love the holiday season.  All of the prep work is half of the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SU0hcnZ8y8I/AAAAAAAABSA/_Fp1oZbR8iA/s1600-h/DSC01555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SU0hcnZ8y8I/AAAAAAAABSA/_Fp1oZbR8iA/s200/DSC01555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281914713473338306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night my Gramma flew into Vegas from Colorado.   I am sooooo excited to see her!  She is a really special person.   Gramma is going to be staying at my Mom's house.  Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, today we are going over to St. George to go to the annual Grandma Cooper Christmas party!  I always have a really fun time at that.  I get to see a lot of people that I haven't seen in a while, and the Coopers are such a sweet bunch.  Yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly has a really great time with all of her cousins at Grandma's party too.  We always take a million pictures...so I can share the fun.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I made these cookies for Kelly's teachers the other night.  My Mom let us use her cookie cutters so we could have a huge variety of shapes.  ( I get bored decorating the same shape)  I think that I made like 60  cookies...all in one night.  What do you think huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-195192745118102647?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/195192745118102647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=195192745118102647' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/195192745118102647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/195192745118102647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2008/12/100th-postwoo-hoo.html' title='100th post...woo hoo'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SU0f8bQBUdI/AAAAAAAABR4/xX3ojj_-SgI/s72-c/DSC01554.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-8967657249742689683</id><published>2008-12-19T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T08:42:56.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooray for Kindergarten!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUvHznrHcUI/AAAAAAAABRg/Em8iHORnNeA/s1600-h/DSC01550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUvHznrHcUI/AAAAAAAABRg/Em8iHORnNeA/s320/DSC01550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281534677659119938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday was&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Kelly's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kindergarten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Christmas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;program&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  I have been looking forward to going to it since I heard about it a month ago.  To me, it was more exciting than Christmas itself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AMAZING&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear that I was laughing so much that I had tears coming down my cheeks.  The only thing is that I had to laugh all quiet, because I didn't want the other parents to think that I was being rude.....laughing at their kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WOULD&lt;/span&gt; laugh at my own kid though.  She is quite the ham!  There was several times when she would take a bow, or do something extra silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUvInKeOhhI/AAAAAAAABRo/ZDxNfpuXuwM/s1600-h/kellyelf.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUvInKeOhhI/AAAAAAAABRo/ZDxNfpuXuwM/s200/kellyelf.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281535563173627410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She is wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture of her is my favorite one of the day.  She is just about to talk to the parents.  She says "Thank you, thank you."  Then she takes a bow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part is that you can see her teacher Mrs. McFadden watching her.  She doesn't miss a beat I tell you.  She is a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SAINT&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUvJsZv00BI/AAAAAAAABRw/EzXm0vl_1Bk/s1600-h/DSC01541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUvJsZv00BI/AAAAAAAABRw/EzXm0vl_1Bk/s200/DSC01541.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281536752684945426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OK.  The kiddo's sang so many cutie-pie songs, and danced the sweetest dances.  It was hard not to take a million pictures.  The thing is that I am short...and the people in front of me were tall.  They did not turn out how I wanted them to be.  I did try though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here Kel is ringing the bells for a song.  It was pretty sweet.  She was so excited to show me how she could play the bells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that she was going to be nervous...she has never been in anything like this at all.  She was not a bit nervous.  In fact, I think that she loved it.  I was pretty impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Mom, Shannon and Mama Coop for coming to Kelly's program!  My Mom is a trooper...she went to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;morning&lt;/span&gt; one yesterday too.  Wyatt and Jesee were in that one.  I bet it was cute too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now....I saved the best for last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one of the songs the kids run around the audience.  It was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama Coop said that it was like a stampede of Kindergarten elephants.  Pretty much all of them had some kind of boot on...because of the massive snow we have now.  If they didn't have boots, then they were wicked stompers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt; video.  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float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUaf4UXcvBI/AAAAAAAABRQ/CTcrIioSe78/s200/Savers.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280083403027037202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made one of Savy and Ali, I could not help myself.  I want to share my art with the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Savy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice how she holds her little snowman doll so tightly.  Her side ponytail is all the rage these days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know why she is not wearing a jacket when she is obviously outside on a snowy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy teenagers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUag2aBY9zI/AAAAAAAABRY/xmp8ntgS2Vg/s1600-h/xmasali.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUag2aBY9zI/AAAAAAAABRY/xmp8ntgS2Vg/s200/xmasali.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280084469697017650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now for Ali's picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is...... WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out boys, Ali is ready for the holiday season with her new look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does she buy those giant candles?  She better watch out around an open flame.  It looks like she might have a wee bit of hair spray on that doo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahhahahahaahhahhah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love making these Christmas card pictures.  I must walk away from the computer and wrap some presents or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh....it is snowing like CRAZY outside now!  Kelly is going to love it when she gets out of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully she won't be snowed in!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-790795108473643496?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/790795108473643496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=790795108473643496' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/790795108473643496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/790795108473643496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2008/12/photo-shoot.html' title='Photo shoot!'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUaf4UXcvBI/AAAAAAAABRQ/CTcrIioSe78/s72-c/Savers.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-2435347351700540252</id><published>2008-12-15T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T09:45:17.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cynthia Noel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUaA_macZ2I/AAAAAAAABQ4/Bar8cISGQHw/s1600-h/schwinnn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUaA_macZ2I/AAAAAAAABQ4/Bar8cISGQHw/s200/schwinnn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280049443270059874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep, that is correct.  My sister's name is Cynthia &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Noel&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas time is her favorite time of year, so it fits her perfectly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also right around her birthday...I guess I should tell you that &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;small&lt;/span&gt; detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was not only Aunt Lisa's birthday, but Cyn's too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet sister is now &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;29&lt;/span&gt;.  Next year's birthday party is going to be a fun one.  I can predict that much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a little person, I was often caught biting Cynthia on the arm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once when I was a tween ...I chased her around with a hammer.  I can't really remember why though.  Probably had something to do with clothes, or the phone I am sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else do tweens argue about?   The state of the Nation? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not likely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once when I was fighting with my sister my Mom sat beside me and told me this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alexis,  I think that you are just wasting time fighting with your sister.    She is your best friend.   I know that you do not see it now, but when you are an adult the three of you are going to be so close.   My sisters are my best friends, I know that your sisters will be your best friends."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was just a dim-witted kid and I just thought that she was crazy, and as soon as I grew up I was going to run away to some far away country and never bother with my kid sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say that she was right.   I love my sisters dearly.   They really are my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a really fun time with my Cyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week My Mom, Cyn, Shannon and I went to St. George to go Christmas shopping..... I swear that I was laughing so hard that I had tears coming down my face.   I would explain what we were doing, but then I would laugh so hard that I would cry, then the tears would get in the keyboard.   Then it would stop working, and I would be unable to ramble on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUaKdSLylKI/AAAAAAAABRA/P1jdFG9QMLw/s1600-h/notemancircle.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUaKdSLylKI/AAAAAAAABRA/P1jdFG9QMLw/s320/notemancircle.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280059848840615074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute picture of Cyns family huh? It is Wyatt, Rhett, Charlee, Cynthia and Jesee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was taken by my baby sister Shannon a week ago.   Another talented woman in my inner circle.  I love this picture...I stole it from her....sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do not know Cynthia, then you are really missing out, and I HIGHLY recommend that you find her and then spend some quality time getting to know her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will feel like a changed person if you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyn has the uncanny ability to bring out the very best in people.   Maybe that is why she is a nurse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiet people are outgoing around her, crazy people are calm.    It is a sight to behold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On second thought,  if everyone tried to get to know her then she would not have time for the likes of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind!  Stay away!   I am not sharing with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUaWDLlX36I/AAAAAAAABRI/o50Hu4-76Og/s1600-h/happy+Fragga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUaWDLlX36I/AAAAAAAABRI/o50Hu4-76Og/s200/happy+Fragga.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280072594531803042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday to my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;thoughtful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;busy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;caring&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;honest&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;silly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bold&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;awesome mom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;friend to all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sister Cynthia.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya Fragga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-2435347351700540252?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/2435347351700540252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=2435347351700540252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/2435347351700540252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/2435347351700540252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2008/12/cynthia-noel.html' title='Cynthia Noel'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUaA_macZ2I/AAAAAAAABQ4/Bar8cISGQHw/s72-c/schwinnn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-550425064660348297</id><published>2008-12-15T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T07:49:26.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aunt Lisa....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUZ6FldG74I/AAAAAAAABQo/ZwK7O0efWE4/s1600-h/IMGP1274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUZ6FldG74I/AAAAAAAABQo/ZwK7O0efWE4/s320/IMGP1274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280041849510621058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;BEST!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of her and her daughter Katelyn.  They look so much alike don't they??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa is D.J's Aunt on his Dad's side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I adore her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She lives in this really cute town north of St. George called Veyo.  The view of the surrounding mountains is amazing.  I really wish that I was there right now.  Perfect place to chill out and watch a storm come in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa's birthday was Saturday...I am super bummed that I missed it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a real gem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whenever I need someone to talk to I can always give her a call. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;At the holiday parties, she is the best person to hangout with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kelly loves her, she is always so nice to her and makes her feel special. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have fun with her even when we are treading water!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Happy birthday Liis!   Love you. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-550425064660348297?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/550425064660348297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=550425064660348297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/550425064660348297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/550425064660348297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2008/12/aunt-lisa.html' title='Aunt Lisa....'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUZ6FldG74I/AAAAAAAABQo/ZwK7O0efWE4/s72-c/IMGP1274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-2653332252904659722</id><published>2008-12-14T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T23:55:10.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas card!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUYHt54HqvI/AAAAAAAABP4/V6L8i6kRirc/s1600-h/DSC01499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUYHt54HqvI/AAAAAAAABP4/V6L8i6kRirc/s200/DSC01499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279916098350197490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;Greetings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Holiday festivities are going full swing here at Casa de Coop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mama and Papa Coop went out into the wilderness and got a Christmas tree.    It was a really cold day that day too!   Brave souls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUYJgio0vyI/AAAAAAAABQA/aFVGjZIQbjA/s1600-h/DSC01500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUYJgio0vyI/AAAAAAAABQA/aFVGjZIQbjA/s200/DSC01500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279918067796983586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I love that they have the chain saw in their hand.     Sweet detail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We even decorated our tree tonight!  See?  Isn't it pretty-full?  I always want to sleep under the tree.  It looks like a wonderful place to take a nap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUYKlGqqUaI/AAAAAAAABQI/TsGkrfOo7aY/s1600-h/DSC01506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUYKlGqqUaI/AAAAAAAABQI/TsGkrfOo7aY/s200/DSC01506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279919245699469730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;OK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tonight it is all about the Christmas card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have been fretting about what to put on our family card this year.  My thoughts always tend to drift to a funny picture of Kelly..... I can't help it, I love my little girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My sister Cynthia told me that I HAD to be on the card this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She was all..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"Alexis, you are a person.   You exist.   You have to be on your card."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I do not like having my picture taken.   Enough said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So, tonight I was looking at my favorite website.... (please click on it and check it out yo!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.bestweekever.tv/"&gt;bestweekever.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;....I adore that hilarious site. I check it everyday, to see where the funny is at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUYDklS33_I/AAAAAAAABPo/AnZbdGft3kE/s1600-h/Deejer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUYDklS33_I/AAAAAAAABPo/AnZbdGft3kE/s200/Deejer.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279911540159930354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;They then told me all about this mega-rad Christmas card generator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://photobooth.unionstudio.net/"&gt;photobooth.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It is the Pho-ho-hoto booth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then, I knew that my Christmas card woes were OVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here are the amazing results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;D.J. looking dashing in this green blazer.  I am really feeling the hair.  It makes you want to brush it and put little clippies in there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUYEkRpjFqI/AAAAAAAABPw/lTi0gFnxs_A/s1600-h/Kelljess.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUYEkRpjFqI/AAAAAAAABPw/lTi0gFnxs_A/s200/Kelljess.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279912634397955746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kelly with is fun head wrap, the fresh snow on the trees in the background.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I am loving the black bangs too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It just screams Merry Christmas to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then there is my picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What is going on with this picture???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUYMS4XmcaI/AAAAAAAABQQ/vSKpHCma_ds/s1600-h/lex2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUYMS4XmcaI/AAAAAAAABQQ/vSKpHCma_ds/s200/lex2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279921131647037858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Am I going shopping?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Who did my fantastic hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Why am I going shopping when I already have a bunch of presents behind me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What is wrong with my face?  It looks all crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;They are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;PERFECTION!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You KNOW that yo want me to send you one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-2653332252904659722?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/2653332252904659722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=2653332252904659722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/2653332252904659722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/2653332252904659722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-card.html' title='Christmas card!'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUYHt54HqvI/AAAAAAAABP4/V6L8i6kRirc/s72-c/DSC01499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-3624988137640353144</id><published>2008-12-11T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:27:27.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, busy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUFulZvTehI/AAAAAAAABPY/RGNXUKyh05I/s1600-h/award2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUFulZvTehI/AAAAAAAABPY/RGNXUKyh05I/s320/award2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278621827098442258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah, yes.  It is December 11th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure that everyone is busy wrapping presents, making cookies, stringing up Christmas light, and decorating the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy, busy time of year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am usually a Tasmanian devil of activity by now.  Shopping for my family, writing holiday cards, making crafts with Kelly.  I even get caught singing a song or two...I can't help it, the holiday spirit fills me and much to the regret of the people around me, I sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I am not doing any of the fun filled things that make the season bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I doing you ask????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PAINTING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUGDicplLFI/AAAAAAAABPg/2io2gqmmeVs/s1600-h/paint.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 105px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUGDicplLFI/AAAAAAAABPg/2io2gqmmeVs/s200/paint.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278644866084318290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Casa de Coop desperately needed to have a facelift before our holiday guests arrived.  I was the only one not working, or learning, in the house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind really.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out though, when I am done, I am going to be a Christmas freak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-3624988137640353144?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/3624988137640353144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=3624988137640353144' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/3624988137640353144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/3624988137640353144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2008/12/busy-busy.html' title='Busy, busy...'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SUFulZvTehI/AAAAAAAABPY/RGNXUKyh05I/s72-c/award2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-7791305711905347969</id><published>2008-12-08T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:35:14.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sav is 17!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ST2DjZ_ymoI/AAAAAAAABPQ/e8zrdrynNVE/s1600-h/Savmtn.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ST2DjZ_ymoI/AAAAAAAABPQ/e8zrdrynNVE/s320/Savmtn.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277518982645193346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Savannah Lea Cooper is 17 today&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ways to say Happy birthday in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;17&lt;/span&gt; languages from around the world.   I just know that Savy is going to travel around the world someday..so she will need to know this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Arabic ........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;..Eid milaad saeed! or Kul sana wa inta/i a!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Austrian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ois guade winsch i dia zum Gbuadsdog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Chinese-Mandarin.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;qu ni sheng er kuai le&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Dutch...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Fan herte lokwinske!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;French.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Joyeux Anniversaire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;German.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Alles Gute zum Geburtstag!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Italian...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Buon Compleanno!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Japanese....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Otanjou-bi Omedetou Gozaimasu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Latin............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Fortuna dies natalis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Mongolian..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Torson odriin mend hurgee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Navajo........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;bil hoozho bi'dizhchi-neeji' 'aneilkaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Russian.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;S dniom razhdjenia! or Pazdravliayu s dniom razhdjenia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Samoan....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Manuia lou aso fanau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Swedish....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Grattis pŒ fšdelsedagen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Taiwanese..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;San leaz quiet lo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Vietnamese...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Chuc Mung Sinh Nhat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Yiddish........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A Freilekhn Gebortstog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Zulu.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ilanga elimndandi kuwe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ST1fvtbEFkI/AAAAAAAABOQ/GLWo6LenbBI/s1600-h/DSC00681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ST1fvtbEFkI/AAAAAAAABOQ/GLWo6LenbBI/s200/DSC00681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277479611599689282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sav, you are a really wondrous person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love going to watch you sing with Xpress ..or help lead your team to a Varsity victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is fun to sit around and laugh at Family Guy re-runs with you and ponder the thought process between a talking dog and a talking baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ST2Ce_pSiPI/AAAAAAAABPI/tLB-a0QGves/s1600-h/P1010038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ST2Ce_pSiPI/AAAAAAAABPI/tLB-a0QGves/s200/P1010038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277517807340390642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you for letting me make giant "Go Coop" signs and bring them to your volley ball and basketball games.  Thanks for also not pretending that I am not invisible when you see me yelling for you and cheering for you holding the sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it must not be that great to have your brother and his family come and spoil all of your fun.   We really have tried our hardest to stay out of your space.   Kelly has been so, so good at staying out of your room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was five, and had an aunt that I adored....I would try my hardest to stay IN her room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly looks forward to coming downstairs every morning and saying hello to you.   I think that it is so cute how she pretends to act all cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ST152FJx25I/AAAAAAAABPA/UJQczymB11g/s1600-h/Mexico+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ST152FJx25I/AAAAAAAABPA/UJQczymB11g/s320/Mexico+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277508308351179666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See what you bring out in people???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad that I have had the chance to spend time to get to know you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your sense of humor is wicked fierce, your kindness to others is genuine and sweet, and your love for your family and friends is obvious and real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all love you so much Sav, Have the best Birthday EVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I can't believe that you are 17 today!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-7791305711905347969?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/7791305711905347969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=7791305711905347969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/7791305711905347969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/7791305711905347969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2008/12/sav-is-17.html' title='The Sav is 17!!!'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ST2DjZ_ymoI/AAAAAAAABPQ/e8zrdrynNVE/s72-c/Savmtn.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-5693821848103883741</id><published>2008-12-08T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:37:52.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ivy Kay is 10!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ST0_-F-dpwI/AAAAAAAABNQ/baZ3Hrxn4Uw/s1600-h/Ivy01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ST0_-F-dpwI/AAAAAAAABNQ/baZ3Hrxn4Uw/s320/Ivy01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277444674336696066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful, smart, kind and caring niece &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Ivy Kay White &lt;/span&gt;turned 10 yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I wish that we could have been there to celebrate with her and her awesome family.  We always have so much fun together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If wishes were fishes...right???  I have been saying that so much lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This stunning picture of Ivy was taken by Nicole on Thanksgiving weekend.  I think that Ivy looks like an angel.  That is probably because she is...I think so anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ST1EWxKyJKI/AAAAAAAABNY/OHc_OEV_Mq0/s1600-h/cousins.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 144px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ST1EWxKyJKI/AAAAAAAABNY/OHc_OEV_Mq0/s200/cousins.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277449496294466722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I first met Ivy, she was just a tiny small person.  She was about 5 or 6 months old and I came over to casa de Coop with Emily to see her new niece.  Ivy was in this really precious duck shaped bouncy thing.  You should have seen her, attached to the door....bouncing everywhere and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that she was the cutest little girl ever!  (She is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture on the left is one that we had taken to give to Mama Coop on Mothers day.   There is Dylan, Zack, he is holding a 3 month old Kelly, and then there is smiling Ivy on the right.  They all look so little!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since Kelly was 10 days old,  Ivy has been her #1  person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as Kelly was concerned.....Ivy hung the moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ST1F7-iL4eI/AAAAAAAABNg/GxAacwnHx2Q/s1600-h/5thday.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 161px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ST1F7-iL4eI/AAAAAAAABNg/GxAacwnHx2Q/s200/5thday.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277451235049071074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For a little while, I got to watch her while Jess went to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a fun time!  Ivy was in kindergarten!  I was got to be there when she got on the bus to go to school for the first time, and then see her Dad surprise her by picking her up from the bus stop that afternoon.  It was so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to get her ready for the day and then she helped Kelly style her baby wisps of hair.  They got to eat breakfast together, and Kelly and I loved walking to the bus stop to get her from school everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't they look so cute together?  That is one of my favorite pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ST1GhTnjm2I/AAAAAAAABNo/103ZSLJY4Vs/s1600-h/rockband2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ST1GhTnjm2I/AAAAAAAABNo/103ZSLJY4Vs/s200/rockband2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277451876363901794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now, Ivy is a big...grown up....I miss her very much.  She knows that we love her.  I really get that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a sweet picture of Ivy, Kelly and Sammy playing Rockband at Aunt Sarah's house.  They loved it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ST1H3Uk6AnI/AAAAAAAABNw/xnD-e-xWnhM/s1600-h/kelivsam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ST1H3Uk6AnI/AAAAAAAABNw/xnD-e-xWnhM/s200/kelivsam.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277453354089972338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ivy, you are a really special person to all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure that you know it, but you would not say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We miss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;going to the store to find a fun project to do&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;playing a fun game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;reading a cute book&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;talking about school and life together&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;swimming the day away&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watching you be a great example to your cousins and sisters&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Ivy, I know that we will always be super close,  and I am so happy for  that.  You are, and always have been someone that I hold close to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Iver.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-5693821848103883741?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/5693821848103883741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=5693821848103883741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/5693821848103883741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/5693821848103883741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2008/12/ivy-kay-is-10.html' title='Ivy Kay is 10!'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/ST0_-F-dpwI/AAAAAAAABNQ/baZ3Hrxn4Uw/s72-c/Ivy01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-1655644039575880388</id><published>2008-12-04T11:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T17:01:22.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hero Scape</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;OK.   This is a disclaimer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;************************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SThqMiV31KI/AAAAAAAABMQ/vJWY3902tpE/s1600-h/DSC01461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SThqMiV31KI/AAAAAAAABMQ/vJWY3902tpE/s200/DSC01461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276083727074055330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I love my daughter.   She is the apple of my eye...my special little girl.  My reason for living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sometimes she gets emotional about the weirdest things!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sometimes I happen to have a camera right with me and I take pictures of her being sad.   It's not like I see her being sad and then I run and get my camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No, I wouldn't do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I just wanted to make myself clear right at the beginning.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SThj4fF-PQI/AAAAAAAABMI/_1bqlNDnEjs/s1600-h/DSC01458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SThj4fF-PQI/AAAAAAAABMI/_1bqlNDnEjs/s320/DSC01458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276076785534909698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;D.J's 27th birthday was this last Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Woot woot! Go Coop!  Only three more years until he is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We were of course, in Pine Valley that day.  So he got to be surrounded by all of his fam.  That was pretty neat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nicole gave D.J. this really sweet game called Hero Scape.  It is right up his alley.    He is a crazy gamer, for sure.    Cole knows exactly what Deej likes because her son Zack loves all things gamer as well.    Zack and Matt play Hero Scape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/STh2_fojVuI/AAAAAAAABMg/YFo1ioVQ8zc/s1600-h/DSC01460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/STh2_fojVuI/AAAAAAAABMg/YFo1ioVQ8zc/s200/DSC01460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276097796659959522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yesterday D.J. Kelly and I decided that we were going to try to play the game together.     I have never really been that good at fantasy, or role playing games.   Dungeons and Dragons, or Risk were not really my cup of tea.    This game is kind of like both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well, my husband wanted me to at least give it a try.   He IS my best friend.....(sigh).... I decided to play along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/STh1t4Xu3LI/AAAAAAAABMY/A0eH2-Hd4DM/s1600-h/DSC01462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/STh1t4Xu3LI/AAAAAAAABMY/A0eH2-Hd4DM/s200/DSC01462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276096394551024818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kelly got to be on D.J.'s team.    She loved this game RIGHT away.  She loved all of the pieces, and the tiny little characters that she got to use.   It was like a small world at her finger tips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Her job was to roll the dice....(lots of dice by the way, I think around 10 of them.) ....and she also got to move their guys around too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Five and 1/2 year olds love playing games.  Kelly lives for games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/STh4D5St-VI/AAAAAAAABMw/AitlaU0KVGw/s1600-h/DSC01466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/STh4D5St-VI/AAAAAAAABMw/AitlaU0KVGw/s200/DSC01466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276098971778808146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She really loved this large Dragon piece.  It is HUGE!!! When Deej got it out we all were like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"WOW!   Where in the world did you get that?!   Was that in your game?   No way!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I am a nerd.  I am fine with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So, the object of the game is to basically kill the other players guys...Kelly did not want anyone to even TRY to kill her super precious dragon.  Oh no.  Do not even go there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Like any loving and caring mother, I made an attempt to kill her dragon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/STh4rk-2V8I/AAAAAAAABM4/IvdJAlhFLXg/s1600-h/DSC01464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/STh4rk-2V8I/AAAAAAAABM4/IvdJAlhFLXg/s200/DSC01464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276099653521528770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Big mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Huge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is what happened.  ----------&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Totally sad.  Miserably horrified.  Traumatized for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Water works streaming out of her eyes......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Until I told her that her I was not really going to go after her dragon.  I was just kidding around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No one would ever, Ever even dream of such a nightmare idea like killing her dragon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Team Daddy got to win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/STh5QY8t1VI/AAAAAAAABNA/MQweA3CBfsg/s1600-h/DSC01463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/STh5QY8t1VI/AAAAAAAABNA/MQweA3CBfsg/s200/DSC01463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276100285946516818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What does D.J. think about this??????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I thought so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;By the way, I had a camera by me because I was going to take pictures of D.J. and Kelly playing to send to Nicole...kind of like a cyber thank you note.  It was just too hard not to write about it today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here is a video of them playing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I am not sure why it is sideways. I could not turn it the right way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-59171cc4b01cf65d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D59171cc4b01cf65d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330316734%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4D80AEFBCE0C84DB6B6B7A172BE366BA6E5EDDE9.15F9AFC3961E64830D58AF3A6471740BF7168692%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D59171cc4b01cf65d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwHeZPfnhaGYSYR6bELxMC9g_euw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D59171cc4b01cf65d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330316734%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4D80AEFBCE0C84DB6B6B7A172BE366BA6E5EDDE9.15F9AFC3961E64830D58AF3A6471740BF7168692%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D59171cc4b01cf65d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwHeZPfnhaGYSYR6bELxMC9g_euw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-1655644039575880388?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=59171cc4b01cf65d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/1655644039575880388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=1655644039575880388' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/1655644039575880388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/1655644039575880388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2008/12/hero-scape.html' title='Hero Scape'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SThqMiV31KI/AAAAAAAABMQ/vJWY3902tpE/s72-c/DSC01461.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-2139888681026437780</id><published>2008-12-03T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T09:12:15.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a new word...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/STa5ptgfOJI/AAAAAAAABL4/hSdZ7qkj6_w/s1600-h/Kelli%26Laura.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/STa5ptgfOJI/AAAAAAAABL4/hSdZ7qkj6_w/s320/Kelli%26Laura.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275608139752749202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;spunkdidliocious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My cousin &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Laura&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;(that is her in the gray shirt on the right)  she was talking to us on Thanksgiving and it came out of her mouth just like she was saying "hello" or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heart made up words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in 10th grade I started to use the word spleen as much as I could.  Mostly because I was sick of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;rad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Like, you guys....I totally want to go to the like TV towers and like look at the like stars.  That would be like so rad. Like."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I mean, I am sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savy Ali and I came up with &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;preciolicious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.   It is a really fun one to say in a group conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, baby Gavin looks so sweet today.  He is so preciolicious."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...I just wanted to share my quest for interesting words....feel free to let me know you favorite strange word.  I will take it and use the heck out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/STa6ir6UxHI/AAAAAAAABMA/2LQt-UI3WuQ/s1600-h/awesome.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/STa6ir6UxHI/AAAAAAAABMA/2LQt-UI3WuQ/s320/awesome.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275609118576788594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a tasty little picture tidbit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Doug, Mia, Em, Savy, Jason, Sadie, Amanda and Deej.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture says so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  My family is so very silly&lt;br /&gt;2. They know how to rock a group pose&lt;br /&gt;3. Even when it is cold out they still have fun&lt;br /&gt;4. I really took this picture in a tshirt and shorts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the picture Em!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-2139888681026437780?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/2139888681026437780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=2139888681026437780' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/2139888681026437780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/2139888681026437780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-have-new-word.html' title='I have a new word...'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/STa5ptgfOJI/AAAAAAAABL4/hSdZ7qkj6_w/s72-c/Kelli%26Laura.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-8143694083643873364</id><published>2008-12-02T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T13:30:55.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yea Team Pratt!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/STVzD29aRAI/AAAAAAAABLE/oDtT3Vkgqk8/s1600-h/Kiddos.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/STVzD29aRAI/AAAAAAAABLE/oDtT3Vkgqk8/s320/Kiddos.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275249048664294402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Greetings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you have an amazing Thanksgiving weekend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a super rad time in Pine Valley for our Thanksgiving weekend.   It was not only a turkey feast....oh no.   We had a gigantic Pratt family reunion.  58 of us all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we celebrated Grandpa Pratt's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know how to get together and do it up RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at these little sweeties up at the top of this post.   This is just a sample of all the kiddos that were running around.  Seriously..they ran, and ran, and ran all day and all night!  I was tired just watching them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Addi, Will, Sammy, Kelly, Brianna, Dylan and Shannon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting Wednesday night, until Sunday we all stayed at the Dixie College Cabin in Pine Valley.&lt;br /&gt;It is so incredibly beautiful up there.   It was foggy,and dew covered.  The perfect settle in and chat weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/STV7yiV4ggI/AAAAAAAABLM/NvWhRY2YVOI/s1600-h/DJ4wheel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/STV7yiV4ggI/AAAAAAAABLM/NvWhRY2YVOI/s200/DJ4wheel.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275258646676668930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not all of us were chatting..... DJ went 4 wheeling with the Pillmore's and the Thebeau's.    He even came back to get warmer clothes.    Brrrr.   I don't really get cold, but he made me get the chills when he came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are wondering if I got my crazy booty on a 4 wheeler...then you answer would be NO.  For some strange reason I dislike riding on motorcycles, or 4 wheelers.  Rhinos are ok.  I think that I was traumatized as a small child or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There I go, getting off track again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/STWAbFei50I/AAAAAAAABLU/xd21106ESto/s1600-h/MomColeIvyAliGavin%26Jess.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/STWAbFei50I/AAAAAAAABLU/xd21106ESto/s200/MomColeIvyAliGavin%26Jess.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275263741349521218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We played quite a few games.  Board games, hand games, video games.   It was a really fun way to get to know people.  Honestly, when you see someone pantomime "Leave it to Beaver"  and they act like a full on beaver, with a tail and buck teeth...you bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a totally fun time hanging out with the kiddos.  All of my favorite "little people" are not so little anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Bah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My niece Ivy is going to be 10 years old on the 7th.   I can hardly believe it.   It feels like yesterday that she was four and just a tiny gal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/STWDbZstCUI/AAAAAAAABLc/gBQ8lc_2nOg/s1600-h/DadMJ%26Sarah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/STWDbZstCUI/AAAAAAAABLc/gBQ8lc_2nOg/s200/DadMJ%26Sarah.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275267045312497986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, we did a few projects together.   The turkey hats were WAY funny.   Pine cone turkeys ended up being a pain to glue...but if you just waited for them to dry...they ended up cute as a button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that we had MOUNTAINS of food.   I have never seen such a sight.   To tell you the truth, I do not think that I have ever spent 4 days with 58 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could seriously eat 24 hours a day  for a month and you would not eat all of the food that was up at the cabin.   Everyone helped with the Thanksgiving dinner...it was yummers.  Then, each family had a dinner night.  Oh, the taco fiesta was so perfect.  I do go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/STWFVY9Kd2I/AAAAAAAABLo/zXPBv91U_ls/s1600-h/walkin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/STWFVY9Kd2I/AAAAAAAABLo/zXPBv91U_ls/s200/walkin.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275269141057140578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had movie night.  Not what you would think.   We were not all huddled around Kung fu Panda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Mace had un earthed some pretty fabulous home movies.  I got to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Papa Coop picking up Mama Coop for a DATE&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mama Coop on a float going down a street in St. George&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DJ as a nine year old...super cute&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nicole with HUGE hair&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sarah as a little girl, she loved Shane..ha ha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Amanda singing with the other kids to a big crowd&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ali as a baby&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grandma Pratt as a young woman&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Aunt Mace as a small girl&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and Aunt Ann as a ballerina&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/STWLTKGioQI/AAAAAAAABLw/dqtcFkqNOUo/s1600-h/Gavin%26Mace.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/STWLTKGioQI/AAAAAAAABLw/dqtcFkqNOUo/s200/Gavin%26Mace.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275275699779969282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty sweet eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am getting tired just writing down all the things that we did this weekend..and I didn't even get the HALF of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****Yawn****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I think I will go take a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-8143694083643873364?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/8143694083643873364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=8143694083643873364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/8143694083643873364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/8143694083643873364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2008/12/yea-team-pratt.html' title='Yea Team Pratt!'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/STVzD29aRAI/AAAAAAAABLE/oDtT3Vkgqk8/s72-c/Kiddos.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-6808602590319237245</id><published>2008-11-26T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T15:01:30.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gobble, Gobble</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SS3U7CVEHjI/AAAAAAAABK8/pOyeFiBaH7g/s1600-h/thanksgiving.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SS3U7CVEHjI/AAAAAAAABK8/pOyeFiBaH7g/s320/thanksgiving.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273104849423310386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to take a minute to say that I hope everyone has an amazing Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are leaving for Pine Valley today, and will be back in a few days.  I am so excited to hang out with everyone.  Kelly is going to have a BLAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just the classic picture of what Thanksgiving is to me....family, smiles, and a cooked bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesomeness all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will have a super cool time this weekend....all that is missing is my mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be thinking of you Momma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SS3FvAU030I/AAAAAAAABKs/uoJo0mxV6D0/s1600-h/P1010004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SS3FvAU030I/AAAAAAAABKs/uoJo0mxV6D0/s320/P1010004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273088150052593474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-6808602590319237245?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/6808602590319237245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=6808602590319237245' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/6808602590319237245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/6808602590319237245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2008/11/gobble-gobble.html' title='Gobble, Gobble'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SS3U7CVEHjI/AAAAAAAABK8/pOyeFiBaH7g/s72-c/thanksgiving.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-180160334393436294</id><published>2008-11-21T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T09:10:05.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th folder..4th picture..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SSbebZWEt4I/AAAAAAAABDQ/BKqGKkf5OfY/s1600-h/bday6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SSbebZWEt4I/AAAAAAAABDQ/BKqGKkf5OfY/s320/bday6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271144976125048706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was tagged by me sister Shannon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice tag, she told me that I could do it if I wanted to.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the definition of a nice tag.   Just in case you were wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty sure that the assignment was to upload a photo that was in your 4th folder...and it is the 4th picture in that folder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I did say 4th folder, 4th picture.   It is a little tougher than it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my 4th picture that lives in my 4th folder.  It is one of my favorites.  Here is Kelly when turned 1 year old.   I LOVE the frosting all over her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SSbfk8oVecI/AAAAAAAABDY/PSUXLPCilSw/s1600-h/bday3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 156px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SSbfk8oVecI/AAAAAAAABDY/PSUXLPCilSw/s200/bday3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271146239727335874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here she is just before she went face first into her little cake.  I ordered a big cake for her....and the store that I bought it from gave me the little cake for free because it was her first birthday.  How sweet huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the look on her face in this picture....she is totally grossed out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha!   Kelly really dislikes getting messy.  It is all my fault.   So funny to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SSbpstU2ZgI/AAAAAAAABDo/EKV-y4W2RW8/s1600-h/bday20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 168px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SSbpstU2ZgI/AAAAAAAABDo/EKV-y4W2RW8/s200/bday20.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271157368174306818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jessica, Sam and Ivy were over at our apartment in Vegas that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, we lived on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tropicana&lt;/span&gt;...right off of the freeway.  AWESOME place to bring your 10 day old baby to and raise her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joking..joking...it was only scary there the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; day.  That night some guy got in a fight with the cops, and there was like six cop cars, an ambulance and a helicopter all right outside of our balcony...all on the first night.   Then it was regular and boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny part about this picture on the right is that DJ got ton's of frosting all over him and Kelly loved getting it on him.   She was so happy.   I think that Sam got some frosting on him too.  Jess and I just sat back and laughed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radical night yo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-180160334393436294?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/180160334393436294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=180160334393436294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/180160334393436294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/180160334393436294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2008/11/4th-folder4th-picture.html' title='4th folder..4th picture..'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SSbebZWEt4I/AAAAAAAABDQ/BKqGKkf5OfY/s72-c/bday6.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-8282494155590496442</id><published>2008-11-12T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T19:58:26.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The sunset.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SRukSW_GqeI/AAAAAAAABDI/CGxX-IQ3vp8/s1600-h/P1010003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SRukSW_GqeI/AAAAAAAABDI/CGxX-IQ3vp8/s400/P1010003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267984824454785506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Everything is going along just peachy keen here at Casa de Coop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tonight we had everyone's favorite dinner... breakfast. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I do not have much to say, except that I am happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I really hope that you are happy too, my imaginary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; reader  friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;How could I not be pleased when I have a sunset like this to enjoy with my little family?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tomorrow I think that I am going to do something unexpected...like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;go for a long walk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;try to find a part time job&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;finish my book that I am reading&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;finish that book I am trying to write&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;work on my turkey day crafts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Who knows?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Have a lovey day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-8282494155590496442?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/8282494155590496442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=8282494155590496442' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/8282494155590496442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/8282494155590496442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2008/11/sunset.html' title='The sunset.....'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SRukSW_GqeI/AAAAAAAABDI/CGxX-IQ3vp8/s72-c/P1010003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-1840258987307223137</id><published>2008-11-10T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T14:58:38.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is feeling more like fall here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SRirArcz7DI/AAAAAAAABDA/ktRCB0ShVvg/s1600-h/P1010020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SRirArcz7DI/AAAAAAAABDA/ktRCB0ShVvg/s200/P1010020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267147792361712690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am enjoying the lovely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;fall&lt;/span&gt; weather now.   I even went for a walk this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div face="arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="arial"&gt;A shocker.   I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To be honest,  it was a walk to the elementary school and it was a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;brisk&lt;/span&gt; walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I could have driven, but I feel really silly when I do that.   It &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt; only like a block away from Casa de Coop, and I am pretty sure that everyone knows that and laughs at me when they see me drive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;They don't know if I have somewhere else to go after I drop Kelly off.   Sheesh!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I will just keep telling myself that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Soooo.    Yesterday was Sunday.   I am sure that you know that...if you didn't then you are late for work!!!!  Stop reading this and go take a shower, get ready!   Today is Monday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was going to make a comic every Sunday...but then I remembered who was talking here.   It's Alexis, I am just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; good at doing things when I want to do them.   Let's just say that I am easily distracted.  (Yesterday I was very easily &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;amused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, my sister Cynthia could tell you that much)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I will not let myself down....I am going to show you my cartoon people that I made.   You will just have to pretend that it is not Monday.   Thank you for your cooperation.  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SRh9Q8o4ETI/AAAAAAAABBw/xxUHZ3kcmD4/s1600-h/savyb4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 117px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SRh9Q8o4ETI/AAAAAAAABBw/xxUHZ3kcmD4/s200/savyb4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267097494318747954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I found this web site....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://simpsonizeme.com/"&gt;http://simpsonizeme.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SRh78bGUoQI/AAAAAAAABBo/sLN1Dutofm4/s1600-h/flash+of+light.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 114px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SRh78bGUoQI/AAAAAAAABBo/sLN1Dutofm4/s200/flash+of+light.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267096042206437634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I uploaded a picture of Savy in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; machine and then I was shot at by aliens with lasers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There they are, shooting me, with lasers.  What a mean thing to do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Actually, these aliens are a couple of my favorite characters on the Simpson's.    They usually only show up around Halloween, for the haunted tree house shows.   Always my pick for viewers choice, season to season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SRh9-v8ftcI/AAAAAAAABB4/LGtezX78MDE/s1600-h/savy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SRh9-v8ftcI/AAAAAAAABB4/LGtezX78MDE/s200/savy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267098281185359298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here is the picture of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Savy&lt;/span&gt; after it got zapped by the aliens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pretty cute huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I think that it looks like her...if she was a character on the Simpson's.  So, mission accomplished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder what the rest of the peep's here at casa de Coop would look like if they were characters on the Simpson's???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SRibGDwSZiI/AAAAAAAABCQ/BONrODvKziA/s1600-h/papacoop.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SRibGDwSZiI/AAAAAAAABCQ/BONrODvKziA/s200/papacoop.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267130292599154210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You know that you lie awake with that very question burning in your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, wonder no more imaginary reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the answer to that very mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa Coop...I am digging his sweet multi-pocketed pants.   I personally think that the simpsonizer made Papa coop look like he was going to go pick pocket someone...and he would &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt; do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am going to give this one a score of 5.0 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SRiep3GkP4I/AAAAAAAABCY/FNtpFmvHJI0/s1600-h/mama+coop.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SRiep3GkP4I/AAAAAAAABCY/FNtpFmvHJI0/s200/mama+coop.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267134206213111682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Mama Coop&lt;/span&gt; character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that she looks like she is going to go up to you and squeeze your cheeks.  This past year I have spent quite a lot of time with her and I have to say that cheek squeezing is not on her " to do"  list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her real body is not like this at all either...but I could not change it....the yellow machine was being so bossy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That small detail aside, I would say that for a cartoon....this is pretty cute.  Not really accurate, but cute.  I give it a 7.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SRigDUTsPzI/AAAAAAAABCg/FQ_adFWSVwE/s1600-h/kellysimpson.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SRigDUTsPzI/AAAAAAAABCg/FQ_adFWSVwE/s200/kellysimpson.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267135743061147442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt; was the next one up to be simpsonized.  I decided to go with just the head shot, because I was sick of messing with all of the choices I had to make with the whole body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pants or shorts, shoes or sandals....ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want instant results here, yellow machine!   Sheesh, I am a little bratty today.   I think that I just  dislike Monday's just like everyone else.... Waaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a certified expert in all things dealing with Kelly Jessica Cooper, I would have to say that this simpsonizing is right on the money.   It looks like Kell.  She would wear a bird shirt for sure...and the hair cut is not that far from what she is rocking right now.   I am going to give it a 9.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SRiiLmRK_LI/AAAAAAAABCo/PgZybKayLKY/s1600-h/Deej.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SRiiLmRK_LI/AAAAAAAABCo/PgZybKayLKY/s200/Deej.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267138084344626354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My darling husband &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;DJ&lt;/span&gt;...or is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy looks like mafia hit man!  Not my sweet baboo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think that he is cute, that is kind of creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJ does not know that I did this.   I am sure that if he did,  he would make me do another one.  Make it look more like what he would want it to look like.   But, I really just uploaded the photo and went with what it spit out at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SRiqG-sQbqI/AAAAAAAABC4/jNYRrAPnU08/s1600-h/lex.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SRiqG-sQbqI/AAAAAAAABC4/jNYRrAPnU08/s200/lex.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267146801094356642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Luck of the draw man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really did not alter my picture at all before putting it on my blog....but to be honest.  I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DID&lt;/span&gt; use a picture that was like 8 years old...hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not mind this cartoon of me.  It could use a chin, but in my opinion no chin is waaay better than two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smell ya later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SRii3i6arzI/AAAAAAAABCw/AwFz31x0j_Y/s1600-h/lex.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-1840258987307223137?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/1840258987307223137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=1840258987307223137' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/1840258987307223137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/1840258987307223137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-is-feeling-more-like-fall-here.html' title='It is feeling more like fall here!'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SRirArcz7DI/AAAAAAAABDA/ktRCB0ShVvg/s72-c/P1010020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-3908964015843273249</id><published>2008-11-03T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T13:36:42.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQ-XLYhCANI/AAAAAAAABBI/-ADg03XTvGM/s1600-h/October08+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQ-XLYhCANI/AAAAAAAABBI/-ADg03XTvGM/s400/October08+051.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264592711234748626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While I was grabbing grub from house to house with my pirate friend&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Old &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, my family here went a little crazy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because they need to...and deserve too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a picture that I wanted to share of... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Savy the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sarah the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and D.J. the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scurvy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are funny and make me smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-3908964015843273249?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/3908964015843273249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=3908964015843273249' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/3908964015843273249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/3908964015843273249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween!'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQ-XLYhCANI/AAAAAAAABBI/-ADg03XTvGM/s72-c/October08+051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-3492221527879753584</id><published>2008-11-01T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T16:51:59.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle Matt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQzrdnT9WeI/AAAAAAAABBA/O6QyK1b2NxI/s1600-h/Uncle+Matt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQzrdnT9WeI/AAAAAAAABBA/O6QyK1b2NxI/s320/Uncle+Matt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263840958490696162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew Lynn Jacobson of Pine Valley, Utah, peacefully passed away in his sleep on October 30, 2008 from pulmonary and cardiac complications.&lt;p&gt;Matt was born on April 19, 1956 in Miami, Florida and was raised by loving parents, Martha and Lindsay Jacobson in Las Vegas, Nevada. He attended Dixie College in St. George where he was sophomore President, Most Preferred, and involved in Program Bureau, Theatre, and many other activities on campus.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was at Dixie College where he met the love of his life, Mace Dana Pratt. They were married in the St. George temple on March 14, 1980.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Matt joined the St. George Police Department in 1984 and was always a "to Protect and Serve" kind of officer and never an, "I have a badge and a gun" cop. He was soon promoted to detective and was recruited by the Utah Attorney General's Office in Salt Lake City where he became a lieutenant with the child homicide and abuse division. Matt fought for many a young victim, sacrificing much of his own life while walking the dark paths of child abuse. Matt was honored to receive the Child Advocate of the Year Award from Kane and Washington Counties. He was a member of the Southern Utah Task Force that first created the Children's Justice Centers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From the moment he was born Matt spent his entire life collecting adventures. He loved golf, skydiving, scuba diving, jeeping, hiking, camping, practical jokes, landscaping, watercolor, egg-carving, and his Harley. Two of his favorite adventures were his California to New York solo Harley ride and landing on the U.S.S. Kitty Hawk in an F16.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He held many church callings but his favorite was that of Scout Master. He loved making mischief with the youth. Where else could a young man learn to start a fire with a paper-cup and gasoline?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Matt was born to help others. He had a caring heart almost to a fault and lived to serve. He had a soft spot for children, animals, and the elderly. Prince or pauper, Matt treated everyone the same. He always had a smile on his face and a prank up his sleeve. He felt "humor was the spice of life".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;His greatest loves were his family, extended family, and friends. He also had a deep love for Jesus Christ and His teachings of service and love. Matt would most like to be remembered for his humor and kindness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Thank you" to all our loved ones who have played such a huge part throughout Matt's life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He is survived by his wife Mace, Pine Valley, Utah; his children, Matthew James, Pine Valley, Taylor Pratt (Kelli), St. George, Laura Lindsay (Matt Edwards), Salt Lake City, and Colin Peter, Layton, Utah; his brother Kirk Jacobson (Brenda), Las Vegas, Nevada; and his grandchildren, Payson Pratt and Addi Mace Jacobson.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whenever we see a broken-down yellow tractor or a bucking donkey, we will think of you Matt!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Funeral Services will be Monday, November 3, 2008 at 11:00 a.m. at the Pine Valley Chapel. Friends may call Sunday, November 2, 2008, from 6:00 to 8:00 p.m. at the Spilsbury Mortuary, 110 S. Bluff St., St. George, and again Monday, from 9:30 to 10:30 a.m. prior to services, at the Pine Valley Chapel. Interment will take place in the Pine Valley Cemetery, Pine Valley, Utah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Arrangements are made under direction of Spilsbury Mortuary, 110 South Bluff Street, St. George, Utah (435) 673-2454. Friends and family are invited to view funeral listings and offer their condolences at &lt;a href="http://www.spilsburymortuary.com/" target="_blank"&gt;www.spilsburymortuary.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to Matt's favorite charity, The Perpetual Education Fund of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-3492221527879753584?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/3492221527879753584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=3492221527879753584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/3492221527879753584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/3492221527879753584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2008/11/uncle-matt.html' title='Uncle Matt'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQzrdnT9WeI/AAAAAAAABBA/O6QyK1b2NxI/s72-c/Uncle+Matt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-6007748248153173236</id><published>2008-10-29T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T19:40:59.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relaxation time for me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQkX63MDjkI/AAAAAAAABA4/XzdWbwHkHR0/s1600-h/gifts2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQkX63MDjkI/AAAAAAAABA4/XzdWbwHkHR0/s200/gifts2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262763939573501506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can now heave a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;huge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; sigh of relief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Papa Coop's surprise birthday party was last Saturday and it was wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;***crazy side note***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For a really long time...like my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;whole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; life... I have been spelling surprise like this- suprize- I thought it was sup prize!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am officially an idiot.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The cool thing is that the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; old &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me would never admit to that mistake..ever.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I feel all changed and new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;***end of crazy side note***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQjlSY2vAjI/AAAAAAAAA_w/Pb-MKDkVNcE/s1600-h/GrammaMandaLisaSarah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 131px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQjlSY2vAjI/AAAAAAAAA_w/Pb-MKDkVNcE/s200/GrammaMandaLisaSarah.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262708268654854706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, all of the hiding, whispering and plan making is done.  What a relief!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He almost caught me at least three or four times when I was either making something, or talking to someone about some part of the party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Planning surprise parties can take it out of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQju5ljmBtI/AAAAAAAABAA/hEvkREiyTzU/s1600-h/kidstable.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQju5ljmBtI/AAAAAAAABAA/hEvkREiyTzU/s200/kidstable.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262718837683783378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We went to Gramma Cooper's Halloween party in St. George that afternoon.  It is a tradition, and not to be missed.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You saw how much fun it is in my last post.... so everyone had to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;EXTRA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; sneaky and not say anything to Papa Coop.     It was a tough one, because people were talking about Jess being there, and Gramma Cooper herself was going to drive over to Kanab the minute her party was over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Risky....risky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then, when we were there in St. George, Papa Coop tells Mama Coop and I that he isn't going to go back to Kanab after the party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What?!!!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yep.     He had work plans to pick up a load in Vegas.    AHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQjvZKD__MI/AAAAAAAABAI/awPSTEp1P_U/s1600-h/hostesswithdamostest.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQjvZKD__MI/AAAAAAAABAI/awPSTEp1P_U/s200/hostesswithdamostest.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262719380059323586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, Mama Coop got right on her phone and called his work.   She had already cleared the night with his boss a few days before.     I guess his boss didn't want to let the cat out of the bag, and decided to not tell him no, if there was work to be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was quickly taken care of and the surprise party was back on! Woo hoo! (Thanks Uncle Tom!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The hostess-with-the-mostest Emily had everything down to an exact science.   It is nice to plan things with someone that understands my obsessive compulsiveness...and my internal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;need&lt;/span&gt; to people please to the nth degree.  She knows me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQj0qF57rlI/AAAAAAAABAQ/n4Py_ro7rbY/s1600-h/chart.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 96px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQj0qF57rlI/AAAAAAAABAQ/n4Py_ro7rbY/s200/chart.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262725168559271506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here is an example of her organization skills first hand.  The  power point presentation of,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; needed to be done,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;who&lt;/span&gt; is doing it, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;when&lt;/span&gt; it has to be finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pure genius....love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQkTqcPa5XI/AAAAAAAABAY/EKdyZU_3AK4/s1600-h/boys.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQkTqcPa5XI/AAAAAAAABAY/EKdyZU_3AK4/s200/boys.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262759259415438706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Papa Coop arrived at the party a little miffed that we had somehow lost the seven layer dip.   He had his mind set on eating that as soon as he got home.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All anger was gone the second he heard "Surprise!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was behind him a bit, so I did not see them all jump out, but I bet it was a sight to see.  I think someone might have taped his entrance..I am not sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQkVYwx4WZI/AAAAAAAABAg/ueDGsusAXUA/s1600-h/withcole.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 138px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQkVYwx4WZI/AAAAAAAABAg/ueDGsusAXUA/s200/withcole.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262761154714294674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At the right is what we wanted this picture to look like!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We all were missing Nicole so much!   Now, with my awe inspiring paint program skills I can make the impossible...possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here Nicole is with Jess, Gavin, Savy, Ali and Amanda.  It looks like Amanda is holding up a Happy Birthday Dad sign.    How nice of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQkWHT0-UxI/AAAAAAAABAo/VeV2aIQD3DM/s1600-h/sarahcolenjess.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQkWHT0-UxI/AAAAAAAABAo/VeV2aIQD3DM/s200/sarahcolenjess.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262761954396492562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oooh!  Here is a classic picture.  Nicole, Sarah and Jess.  Watch out everybody!  Here comes trouble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Man I am such a good photo cropper-changer.  I should do it for a living.    You can hardly tell.   HaHaHa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All kidding aside, we really did miss Nicole, Matt, Zack and Dylan.  We know how hard it is to make the trip from California, and everyone is looking forward to hanging out with you guys at Thanksgiving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQkXrsAXuWI/AAAAAAAABAw/9hxEJhtiirw/s1600-h/SavynDad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 144px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQkXrsAXuWI/AAAAAAAABAw/9hxEJhtiirw/s200/SavynDad.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262763678873663842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nicole and Matt made this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;SWEET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 2 disk CD for Papa Coop.   We then burned it, and gave it out as thank you gifts to all our guests.  Party music is a great reminder of people that you love and the fun time you have had with them.  Thanks guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now I just need to plan my Halloween night.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think I have plans with my new friend Ole' One Eye.  Fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQig9jp2AAI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/OGJ23IPAYAM/s1600-h/SavynDad.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-6007748248153173236?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/6007748248153173236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=6007748248153173236' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/6007748248153173236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/6007748248153173236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-can-now-heave-huge-sigh-of-relief.html' title='Relaxation time for me!'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQkX63MDjkI/AAAAAAAABA4/XzdWbwHkHR0/s72-c/gifts2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-7869644557247050964</id><published>2008-10-27T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T14:56:19.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirates love candy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQY19aGMPXI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/uaKKuTQ8Zic/s1600-h/arrrg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQY19aGMPXI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/uaKKuTQ8Zic/s320/arrrg.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261952543722585458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have witnessed it firsthand.    Pirates absolutely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; for candy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The other day, I met a short pirate  who went by the name, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;One Eyed Cooper&lt;/span&gt;". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She was full of mischief and mayhem...she had plans to set sail for her Grandma Cooper's candy throwing bash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;One Eye insisted that I come along with her and enjoy the festivities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Usually I would not make plans with short, bloody, one eyed pirates....but this one was especially cute and very charming.     So, I agreed to go along with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQX8_4vGR9I/AAAAAAAAA9g/w9n0styVv7M/s1600-h/KinseynKel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 149px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQX8_4vGR9I/AAAAAAAAA9g/w9n0styVv7M/s200/KinseynKel.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261889914144180178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When we got there, we were met by with her friend "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Raggedy Ann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;".      She didn't look raggedy at all to me.   In fact, she was quite cute.      I liked her braids and her dress.      Her make up was different, but I hear that's all the rage with the cool kids these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Trends..I can never keep up with them.  I am still wearing leg warmers for crying out loud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Next Ole' one eye wanted to get some grub.   She kept telling me that her Grandma made the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jack-o-lantern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; cheese burgers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQYCVgdqZGI/AAAAAAAAA9w/oaN0Dg2BD5g/s1600-h/GrammaCooper.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQYCVgdqZGI/AAAAAAAAA9w/oaN0Dg2BD5g/s200/GrammaCooper.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261895783143859298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What is THAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It isn't pumpkin flavored cheese burgers, is it?     I can handle hanging out with a swash buckling pirate and her Raggedy Ann sidekick, but eating pumpkin flavored cheese burgers is not on my list of things I want to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then she kindly showed me her Grandma,  and I saw right away what they really were.   Just yummy burgers with cheese cut out to look like jack-o-lantern faces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I could handle that.  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQYQaQYZJFI/AAAAAAAAA94/r550lbVxlu4/s1600-h/Burgers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 124px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQYQaQYZJFI/AAAAAAAAA94/r550lbVxlu4/s200/Burgers.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261911257888924754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here she is...with her fellow scallywags.     Enjoying the hot, late October afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;*****Side note*******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hello mother nature?  It is almost winter.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;85&lt;/span&gt; degrees on October 25th is not natural.  I am NOT a fan of hot weather, being as I am not the smallest person that I know.    I prefer a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;chilly&lt;/span&gt; day to a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;warm&lt;/span&gt; one hands down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This story is not about me and my temperature needs.     It is about my adventure with my tiny &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQX-ofgaunI/AAAAAAAAA9o/RuXKKkL1cFQ/s1600-h/yum.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQX-ofgaunI/AAAAAAAAA9o/RuXKKkL1cFQ/s200/yum.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261891711257983602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;pirate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;*****Back to the story*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It appears that One eye does not like cheese burgers....look at the scowl that she can produce when asked to finish up her plate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Shiver me timbers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I asked her, "What did I do to you?  Why do you want me to walk the plank, One eye?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQYSBtgoi3I/AAAAAAAAA-A/egD2a1RvbKQ/s1600-h/waiting+for+candy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQYSBtgoi3I/AAAAAAAAA-A/egD2a1RvbKQ/s200/waiting+for+candy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261913035234642802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She grumbled something about wanting the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; to be tossed off of the plank, not me.   Whew!   That was a close one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She went and grabbed her loot bag and waited at the bottom of the plank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What could she be doing?    Surely she had gone mad with scurvy....or were her mumbles of candy being tossed, tied to this craziness  somehow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I had to find out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I went to the bottom, and waited by her.  Soon, more small people gathered around with loot bags as well.  Then they started to chant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQYkEnPl3DI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/cpc3t5HUNPc/s1600-h/candytoss.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQYkEnPl3DI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/cpc3t5HUNPc/s200/candytoss.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261932876301458482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: arial;"&gt;Candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Is was enough to drive you mad.    The suspense was killing me.  What was going to happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQYVlS1xliI/AAAAAAAAA-I/QOCb8IuvOig/s1600-h/gettingready.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 118px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQYVlS1xliI/AAAAAAAAA-I/QOCb8IuvOig/s200/gettingready.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261916945085732386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then I saw her.     Gramma Cooper was outside, on the deck...with a huge bowl.    What could possibly be in that large bowl?  It couldn't be candy could it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That would be madness.  I would not know what to make of it.  candy flying through the air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQYlh9kiAqI/AAAAAAAAA-g/dSFsx1f0M0w/s1600-h/candyinmotion.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQYlh9kiAqI/AAAAAAAAA-g/dSFsx1f0M0w/s200/candyinmotion.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261934480022700706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then...it happened!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Gramma Cooper raised her hand and flung the candy out to the hungry mob below.   It was like a candy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: arial;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, flying through the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;At first I thought that it was going to frighten me...but, to tell you the truth, I really liked watching it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All of the short people ran around in a dizzy to catch all of the tossed candy.   Gramma would reach &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQYmCXVyEAI/AAAAAAAAA-o/45j-hy0KT98/s1600-h/yeacandy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 138px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQYmCXVyEAI/AAAAAAAAA-o/45j-hy0KT98/s200/yeacandy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261935036695973890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;into her large bowl over and over.    It looked like it was raining candy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I bet my friend Willy Wonka would have loved this party.   My pirate friend really did.   She was running around, laughing at the other kids.    She even made sure that the even smaller people got their share of the candy as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Who knew that pirates were so thoughtful and giving? Not me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQYnFxY91iI/AAAAAAAAA-w/nCDxHmlW7M0/s1600-h/catchit%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 126px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQYnFxY91iI/AAAAAAAAA-w/nCDxHmlW7M0/s200/catchit%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261936194739885602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Boy, was I wrong.    Ole' One Eye then came to the sidelines and let the taller people try to catch the candy too.  If it was my Gramma, I would stay and not let anyone catch it...but I guess pirates are just made from a different mold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here you can see the joy that pirates give when they share.  Look at these happy people.  I feel all warm and fuzzy all over just from seeing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQYn69ZTosI/AAAAAAAAA-4/3W7-8597Utw/s1600-h/mypirate.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQYn69ZTosI/AAAAAAAAA-4/3W7-8597Utw/s200/mypirate.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261937108495606466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here she is walking away from the toss.  She looks so fulfilled and happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just as long as she does not try to threaten me to swab the deck or hoist the main sail.... I heard that angry pirates like to do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I looked around to try to find my small pirate friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Where could she have gone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Did she go back to her ship?   She would not leave me there, and not say even so much as a good bye to her beloved Gramma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No.   Not One Eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQYosOADuiI/AAAAAAAAA_A/ln3t2AfwmsM/s1600-h/musthavecandy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQYosOADuiI/AAAAAAAAA_A/ln3t2AfwmsM/s200/musthavecandy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261937954766699042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I spotted her sitting by her friend.   They were eating their loot and swapping stories about salty sea dogs.    Big grins were stretched across their faces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All because of their love of candy.  So simple, these little people.  We could all learn a lesson from them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Like....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQY0wc_CO3I/AAAAAAAAA_I/iiJUgJ8nklU/s1600-h/toothlesspirate.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQY0wc_CO3I/AAAAAAAAA_I/iiJUgJ8nklU/s200/toothlesspirate.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261951221647948658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't judge a person by how they look, they could be totally different than you expected.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Enjoy the little things in life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Share your candy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spend time with your family.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't be afraid to try new things, like jack-o-lantern cheese burgers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sometimes you gotta just do what is fun, toss the candy off the deck, elbow your cousin for a snickers bar, cheer in delight at the sight of your loot bag.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Live it up!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-7869644557247050964?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/7869644557247050964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=7869644557247050964' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/7869644557247050964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/7869644557247050964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2008/10/pirates-love-candy.html' title='Pirates love candy'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SQY19aGMPXI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/uaKKuTQ8Zic/s72-c/arrrg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-5810009022700265055</id><published>2008-10-19T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T15:24:13.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPusUSoRR3I/AAAAAAAAA9A/Dmv4ccp3a3Q/s1600-h/sav.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPusUSoRR3I/AAAAAAAAA9A/Dmv4ccp3a3Q/s320/sav.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258986454483289970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt; Sunday, a day that is famous for being the day that you read the comics. (or funny pages as I like to call them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do call my blog Cooper &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;COMICS&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is about time that I put some actual comics on my blog...do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should make it a Sunday tradition...that would be smashing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this site  &lt;a href="http://www.befunky.com/"&gt;http://www.befunky.com/&lt;/a&gt; and I then made these sweet "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;comics&lt;/span&gt;" of a few of my favorite pictures, just to see how it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not be surprised if&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; you&lt;/span&gt; wind up in one of my comic strips on a fine Sunday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you see me with a camera, please feel free to assume the following things....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am going to take a picture of you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will not ever make fun of you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your picture will most likely end up on my blog&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That picture could be made into a cartoon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I do this purely to amuse myself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPuvWcWV-tI/AAAAAAAAA9I/Ww3G3fla6NY/s1600-h/piano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPuvWcWV-tI/AAAAAAAAA9I/Ww3G3fla6NY/s320/piano.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258989789987076818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alright.  I feel better getting that off of my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was starting to feel a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;wee&lt;/span&gt; bit guilty for taking people's pictures and making silly stories about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;wee&lt;/span&gt; bit though.  Which I guess is enough to make me set up that minor disclaimer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now maybe my imaginary reader will stop leaving me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;angry text messages,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;nasty notes on my facebook wall,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;rude icons on my myspace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;testy tweets on my Twitter account,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; and sassy comments on my blog here.....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Sheesh maybe I should join some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;other&lt;/span&gt; social internet website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPuwJhJA5jI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/BGHb11c6BXw/s1600-h/deeejpirate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPuwJhJA5jI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/BGHb11c6BXw/s320/deeejpirate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258990667446674994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What does &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pirate DJ&lt;/span&gt; have to say about that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha.  Pirate DJ, you have such a way with words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You amaze me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-5810009022700265055?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/5810009022700265055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=5810009022700265055' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/5810009022700265055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/5810009022700265055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2008/10/lazy-sunday.html' title='Lazy Sunday'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPusUSoRR3I/AAAAAAAAA9A/Dmv4ccp3a3Q/s72-c/sav.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-3401702877598087186</id><published>2008-10-15T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T10:41:39.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bug problems</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPYUDBW0TAI/AAAAAAAAA84/nQk9BFbHHII/s1600-h/DSC00989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPYUDBW0TAI/AAAAAAAAA84/nQk9BFbHHII/s320/DSC00989.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257411657137933314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I got up yesterday morning, there was this HUGE spider on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this bad boy out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; to big to smash it with a shoe.  I am pretty sure that we didn't have enough bug spray in the house to even give it a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cold sore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I started to panic.    What am I going to do with this giant bug?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does he only have four legs?   Was he in a back alley giant spider fight?    Did he fight in some spider army, and was wounded in the battle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPYDxMfvLWI/AAAAAAAAA7w/7fBG4X3Xdeg/s1600-h/DSC00992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPYDxMfvLWI/AAAAAAAAA7w/7fBG4X3Xdeg/s200/DSC00992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257393758704446818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can't very well kill a veteran of some foreign huge spider war, especially since he was obviously wounded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if he was just a bully, and not the good guy?   He could possibly be the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt; starting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt; the big, bad fights in the back alley's with innocent smaller daddy long legs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I do not know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't take the chance that he is a good spider.   So I shooed him out the door on to the lawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will like it out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPYKVqcDbJI/AAAAAAAAA8I/SJWn-RyAph4/s1600-h/DSC00993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPYKVqcDbJI/AAAAAAAAA8I/SJWn-RyAph4/s200/DSC00993.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257400982287117458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt; It is all green and full of trees that he can make giant webs with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he is trying to get back in the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Spiders are not allowed in Casa de Coop!   From what I hear, whenever the girls would see a spider in the house they would put a pan over it and write a note to their Dad to kill it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, I do not have a pan big enough for this spider.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPYOAmGelzI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/J67vC8AHYgY/s1600-h/DSC00995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPYOAmGelzI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/J67vC8AHYgY/s200/DSC00995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257405018392139570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait! Here comes Savy.  She might have a pan big enough in her van.   There is a lot of random things in there....stranger things have happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not be afraid of the giant four legged spider Savy!   She looks pretty scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang it! She ran away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now where am I going to get a giant pan from?   I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPYRNWBJPrI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/KlmsWr6FnOY/s1600-h/DSC01000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPYRNWBJPrI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/KlmsWr6FnOY/s200/DSC01000.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257408535947984562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;am just going to have to have a look inside the casa to see if I can find one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;Nope, no pan...what the???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did that wounded giant spider get on the roof???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPYSEpyC4aI/AAAAAAAAA8g/QsGhMzjKMPw/s1600-h/DSC00999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPYSEpyC4aI/AAAAAAAAA8g/QsGhMzjKMPw/s200/DSC00999.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257409486146167202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;Did you put him up there imaginary reader?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you did then that is not fair!  You know that I am only 5'4'' and 31 years old....and a not really what you would call "athletic".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I supposed to put a pan on it now when it is up there?  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh? What?  Call Sarah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she IS 5' 11''....and super young,  like 23....and she is waaay athletic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not be afraid Sarah!  He is not that mean...I do not think that he has fangs even......oh great.  Now she is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can text message Papa Coop!  He would be here as quick as he could and he would smash that spider!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;used&lt;/span&gt; to want it to live, and go on...maybe help the community, with all it's four legged glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; had to put it on the roof imaginary reader!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, here he comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPYSqxOECvI/AAAAAAAAA8o/UwXp24PXLvI/s1600-h/DSC00998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPYSqxOECvI/AAAAAAAAA8o/UwXp24PXLvI/s200/DSC00998.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257410140977761010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;..Papa Coop is going to get that thing, and I can go on with my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What?!!!  No!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Papa Coop can not stand the sight of a four legged spider!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I did not know that this was his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:arial;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; phobia!  Great.  People do not tell me anything.  If I would have only known!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now that giant spider has scared Savy, Sarah and Papa Coop away.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am lonely and stuck with this giant spider on the roof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wait....I can use it as a Halloween decoration!  Then we might get a few trick or treaters even!  We did not get any last year...it was a bummer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then I am going to have to get it down.   Mama Coop will not stand for a giant, misbehaving spider on her roof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why spider.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPYTPxkLRUI/AAAAAAAAA8w/tiZl_3J6Pj4/s1600-h/DSC01001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPYTPxkLRUI/AAAAAAAAA8w/tiZl_3J6Pj4/s200/DSC01001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257410776725669186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WHY???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPYSqxOECvI/AAAAAAAAA8o/UwXp24PXLvI/s1600-h/DSC00998.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-3401702877598087186?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/3401702877598087186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=3401702877598087186' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/3401702877598087186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/3401702877598087186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2008/10/bug-problems.html' title='Bug problems'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPYUDBW0TAI/AAAAAAAAA84/nQk9BFbHHII/s72-c/DSC00989.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-5698943204832899182</id><published>2008-10-14T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T07:29:23.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPUQ7COenqI/AAAAAAAAA6o/qY76OMZpPIg/s1600-h/DSC00636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPUQ7COenqI/AAAAAAAAA6o/qY76OMZpPIg/s320/DSC00636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257126746420846242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today is a special day!   My niece Samantha James White is turning four years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, just typing that out made it seem so impossible that little Sammy is getting so big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before she was born, Jess was having dinner with DJ and I and we could not believe that the next day she was going to have a new little girl in their lives.   We were so excited.  Sammy was on her way!  Little did we know how awesome she would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPUN2AsldXI/AAAAAAAAA6g/szaUOhU8D4o/s1600-h/sammyj.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPUN2AsldXI/AAAAAAAAA6g/szaUOhU8D4o/s200/sammyj.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257123361576023410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here, at the left is her first Halloween.    Only a couple of weeks old and just the smallest baby girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember like it was yesterday.  All she did was snooze away like the sweetest angel.   I wanted to pick her up and hold her, but DJ kept telling me to leave her be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did....but I made a frownie face at him when his back was turned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPUNBbIis6I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/lrEFWLwxUgI/s1600-h/P1010049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPUNBbIis6I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/lrEFWLwxUgI/s200/P1010049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257122458139538338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sammy,  Sammers, PaJammers, or my favorite nick name "the Wise"...(because her name is Sammy, and that went on to Sam Gamgee, from Lord of the rings, who was also called Samwise Gamgee...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I deconstruct how I make up people's nicknames...it makes me sound loony.   Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had such a fun time at Brian Head...she was such a fun toddler to be around.   Kelly would be crying about snow melting or something, and Sammy would just look at me and smile.   Just like that on the right.   She is holding a snow baby.   She kept telling me that all of her snow babies were shrinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPUM23qg9YI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/a8CTPxI8AGI/s1600-h/P1010077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPUM23qg9YI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/a8CTPxI8AGI/s200/P1010077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257122276819662210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sammy and Kelly used to have the most marvelous tea parties.  They would dress up completely ...dresses, shoes earrings, bracelets, and crowns and have high tea at my little kitchen table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They would have the cutest conversations...like world politics and the state of the union.   You should have heard them talk economics....whew!  It got heated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That didn't happen.  They DID talk about puppies, dollies and I think toots were thrown in there for good measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPUTaZanIHI/AAAAAAAAA6w/K5CQfs-B_ro/s1600-h/Sammyvday.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPUTaZanIHI/AAAAAAAAA6w/K5CQfs-B_ro/s200/Sammyvday.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257129484244951154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sammy, you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;cute&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;funny&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sweet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;silly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;caring&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cuddly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and special&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Happy birthday Wise....we all love you...ooodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-5698943204832899182?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/5698943204832899182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=5698943204832899182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/5698943204832899182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/5698943204832899182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2008/10/wise.html' title='The Wise!'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPUQ7COenqI/AAAAAAAAA6o/qY76OMZpPIg/s72-c/DSC00636.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-3020059169914104984</id><published>2008-10-14T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T07:33:34.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged  : )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPVuPEun4ZI/AAAAAAAAA7g/UJZeUTA2pVw/s1600-h/2008+%283%29+tiff+3+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPVuPEun4ZI/AAAAAAAAA7g/UJZeUTA2pVw/s200/2008+%283%29+tiff+3+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257229345271308690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was tagged by the lovely Tiff  aka&lt;a href="http://rhettandtiffjacksonfamily.blogspot.com/"&gt; http://rhettandtiffjacksonfamily.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like her..so I will do this tag..but then she must be my slave....FOREVER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I will just do the tag..... but just this once.  ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPVspize7-I/AAAAAAAAA7I/XvViZQxKXiM/s1600-h/DSC00985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPVspize7-I/AAAAAAAAA7I/XvViZQxKXiM/s200/DSC00985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257227600998100962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 Things I can do.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I can sit and talk to my husband all day long, and never get tired of it.&lt;br /&gt;6. I can draw a silly cartoon of almost anyone,  (for some reason, I just CAN NOT draw Jason Pillmore!)&lt;br /&gt;5. I can make giant signs that say "Go Coop" on them.&lt;br /&gt;4. I can be there at the drop of a hat for my special family..anything, anytime...just ask.  I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;3. I can spend quality time with my Kelly...and love every minute.&lt;br /&gt;2. I can miss Elora and Zoey every second of everyday.&lt;br /&gt;1. I can have a perfectly pleasant conversation with a random stranger and not feel odd about it one bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 Things I can't do.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;7. I can't make my shoe laces stay tied..ugh even with double knots!&lt;br /&gt;6. I can't walk on rocks with my croc shoes anymore...I wore them out already!!!&lt;br /&gt;5. I can't eat eggs..I am REALLY allergic...like, kill me allergic.&lt;br /&gt;4. I can't go to sleep at night without a fan blowing on me.&lt;br /&gt;3. I can't believe that Sammy is four years old!!!&lt;br /&gt;2. I can't stop looking for my middle school friends form Washington state... on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;1. I can't quit biting my nails...it is  gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPVrauM_HSI/AAAAAAAAA64/rZ_qhRBU_2Q/s1600-h/DSC00988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPVrauM_HSI/AAAAAAAAA64/rZ_qhRBU_2Q/s200/DSC00988.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257226246848191778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 Things I LOVE about DJ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I love that he tries his hardest to be the best person that he can be.&lt;br /&gt;6. I love that he is honest.&lt;br /&gt;5. I love that he is so special with Kelly.&lt;br /&gt;4. I love that he can recite almost every line in the movie "Princess Bride" word for word.&lt;br /&gt;3. I love that he understands who I am.  Always has...always will.&lt;br /&gt;2. I love that he thinks that people are checking out his booty...honey not everyone is checking out your booty. Sorry sweet pea.&lt;br /&gt;1. I love that he loves our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 Things I say the most often are....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. That's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;6. Kelly....stop it.&lt;br /&gt;5. Stop pinching me DJ.&lt;br /&gt;5. Do I really have to come get you now?&lt;br /&gt;4. Is it really 7:00 am?&lt;br /&gt;2. I need caffeine...now.&lt;br /&gt;1. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPVtNjd2TKI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/mPqBUhi0Juo/s1600-h/MV5BMjE4MjA0NjA4N15BMl5BanBnXkFtZTYwMTIxOTM2._V1._CR0,0,344,344_SS100_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPVtNjd2TKI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/mPqBUhi0Juo/s200/MV5BMjE4MjA0NjA4N15BMl5BanBnXkFtZTYwMTIxOTM2._V1._CR0,0,344,344_SS100_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257228219651083426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 Celebrity Admirations....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Rachel McAdams&lt;br /&gt;6. Bill Murray&lt;br /&gt;5. Jason Bateman&lt;br /&gt;4. Wil Ferrel&lt;br /&gt;3. Amy Pohler&lt;br /&gt;2. Tina Fey&lt;br /&gt;1. Jimmy Stewart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 Favorite Foods....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Ice&lt;br /&gt;6. White cheddar popcorn&lt;br /&gt;5. Tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;4. Guacamole&lt;br /&gt;3. Artichokes&lt;br /&gt;2. Chicken..anything&lt;br /&gt;1. A plain sandwich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPVt1XTDWeI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/MAyukdtIo0g/s1600-h/DSC00994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPVt1XTDWeI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/MAyukdtIo0g/s200/DSC00994.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257228903579343330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 People to tag....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;7. Shannon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;6. Polly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5. Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4. Stacy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3. Alexis...the other one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2. Amanda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. Savy...except use Mama Coop and Papa Coop instead of a hubby...cause your just 16 and don't got no hubby.... :) aint ....got ...no...hubby.  Oooooh. Feeling like a backwoods weirdo feels kinda sticky..I'm guunna go wash that off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-3020059169914104984?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/3020059169914104984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=3020059169914104984' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/3020059169914104984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/3020059169914104984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2008/10/tagged.html' title='Tagged  : )'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPVuPEun4ZI/AAAAAAAAA7g/UJZeUTA2pVw/s72-c/2008+%283%29+tiff+3+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-3498333064765573580</id><published>2008-10-11T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T01:27:55.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daisy troop fire station visit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPGt935RmLI/AAAAAAAAA5w/NYv7YBcRtJ4/s1600-h/DSC00943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPGt935RmLI/AAAAAAAAA5w/NYv7YBcRtJ4/s400/DSC00943.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256173518605883570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;It's the Girl Scouts!&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;They Rock!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my new chant that I do with Kelly and Jesee when we go to girl scouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally,   it is held  in the Elementary school  gym...which I think is a GREAT thing.    It is easy to get to and it is easy for the leaders, I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly's girl scout troop 2200 went on a field trip to the Kanab fire station the other day.      I  was asked to come along as an extra pair of eyes... so I went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not have that much going on in my social calendar.  Alright, I admit it,   I was excited to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that a camera would be sweet to have along with me.    Then I would not just be the weirdo parent there to ruin the sweet fire station moment with my "I see you playing with that medical equipment" eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPGsu2vjGiI/AAAAAAAAA5o/u1a8_hTEbaA/s1600-h/DSC00830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPGsu2vjGiI/AAAAAAAAA5o/u1a8_hTEbaA/s200/DSC00830.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256172161086986786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, I borrowed my Mommy's camera. (Thank you Mommy!)  Yes, I call her Mommy..and yes my camera is still a runaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly, Jesee and I headed out to the fire station at 3:00.  We were going as fast as we could.. we had to drop off people and pick up permission slips.   Things like that always happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got there alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPGbQOIxbHI/AAAAAAAAA4g/WYUQ21IPHb0/s1600-h/DSC00919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPGbQOIxbHI/AAAAAAAAA4g/WYUQ21IPHb0/s200/DSC00919.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256152943093181554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Right in the middle of a speech about fire safety!  UGH!  Way to make an entrance team Alexis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.  We listened to Mr. Decker tell the kiddo's about fire safety and that the troop needed to make a plan with their family about a meeting place if there was ever a fire.   Then they talked about smoke detectors and the like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooo hoooo!  It was off to the fire trucks!!!   Ooooh we got to see the AMBULANCE too!   Sweet!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPGkVo22cyI/AAAAAAAAA44/ncKKkP4hnBo/s1600-h/DSC00928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPGkVo22cyI/AAAAAAAAA44/ncKKkP4hnBo/s200/DSC00928.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256162931769766690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Side note to imaginary reader:  I have NEVER been in an ambulance, or a fire truck, so this is a first for me too, and I was pretty pumped about it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls were separated into two groups.   I was with Kelly's group, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to see the AMBULANCE first!!!  A very nice man, Mr. Willoghby, showed us the ins and &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPGfiMDOwEI/AAAAAAAAA4o/YcspO-7LTjE/s1600-h/DSC00925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPGfiMDOwEI/AAAAAAAAA4o/YcspO-7LTjE/s200/DSC00925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256157649817223234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;outs of the ambulance.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPGhA2j-5WI/AAAAAAAAA4w/P9Zs_HLDcXY/s1600-h/DSC00927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPGhA2j-5WI/AAAAAAAAA4w/P9Zs_HLDcXY/s200/DSC00927.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256159276136588642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;how to give a blood sugar test to a diabetic...poor Trina...not a popular thing to do around 5-7 year olds by the way&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the power operated gurney&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the stair chair....in case someone gets stuck and has to go down stairs..it is coool&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the defibrillator..they liked that&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;he showed them the rescue backboard...they have new ones..some have metal..some do not, it is easy for x-ray's without metal I think.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPGl1x2wZBI/AAAAAAAAA5A/CHQzmt-yocU/s1600-h/DSC00929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPGl1x2wZBI/AAAAAAAAA5A/CHQzmt-yocU/s200/DSC00929.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256164583452730386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took a picture of Kelly on the backboard....(I am not 100% on the name for that I think I might have just made it up)   All of the girls got on it, but I only took a picture of Kelly on it, because I am selfish and it was soooo cute and funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said thank you to Mr. Willoghby and went on to the fire truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanab has a new fire truck yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is TIGHT! It is all black and shiny...it reminds me of the old knight rider...but I am lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPGnDUMvxVI/AAAAAAAAA5I/cgALuUW123c/s1600-h/DSC00931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPGnDUMvxVI/AAAAAAAAA5I/cgALuUW123c/s200/DSC00931.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256165915521697106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr. Decker showed them more about how certain fire trucks are used for different uses.   Like one is for a house fire situations, and one is better for a brush fire.   It was pretty interesting stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call the Discovery Channel, because these people can educate and entertain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls got to get inside and sit in the truck.  They even got to put on the head phones that the fire crew actually uses.   It was sooooooo cute that I think that I got a little dizzy.  :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPGoK4bnxAI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/DbeYH-0DUVY/s1600-h/DSC00939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPGoK4bnxAI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/DbeYH-0DUVY/s200/DSC00939.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256167145018475522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They then climbed all over it.. I wanted to see them honk the horn, but we were inside the station, so it would have been loud and &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPGp4oAzIII/AAAAAAAAA5Y/Mwi5M93GDXg/s1600-h/DSC00942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPGp4oAzIII/AAAAAAAAA5Y/Mwi5M93GDXg/s200/DSC00942.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256169030396616834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;scary.  Which is why I wanted them to do it... I love to scare small people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I do, but not if it could hurt their ears and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked if the troop could stand in front of the new fire truck for a few pictures together.   The plan is to take those pictures, and send them into the local paper for some happy news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Little girl scouts check out fire station."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The local paper eats that stuff up!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent the picture along with some details of the trip and future goings on to the paper and on Wednesday it was NOT there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am PRETTY sure that I made the deadline for the next issue.   I looked and it was NOT there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what could have happened....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I missed the deadline&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I sent it to the wrong address...I would do that, I struggle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;or, they just didn't care and did not put it in... boooooooo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;It better be in the next issue, or I am going to have to make some NOISE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was fun.  Kelly answered a question about fire safety......and got a stuffed teddy bear dressed in a fire outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPGrdf9LhYI/AAAAAAAAA5g/77K8sHDNjoY/s1600-h/DSC00948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPGrdf9LhYI/AAAAAAAAA5g/77K8sHDNjoY/s200/DSC00948.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256170763400742274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't get too excited.. they ALL got bears... but I was happy for her for raising her hand and trying for a bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea!  The people in our community that work so hard with the EMT and the Fire station rule!!!  I have a new respect and honestly I want to drive the fire truck.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPGvf603LNI/AAAAAAAAA54/mafOtwztLoA/s1600-h/DSC00945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPGvf603LNI/AAAAAAAAA54/mafOtwztLoA/s200/DSC00945.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256175203019861202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But really, don't we all?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-3498333064765573580?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/3498333064765573580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=3498333064765573580' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/3498333064765573580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/3498333064765573580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2008/10/daisy-troop-fire-station-visit.html' title='Daisy troop fire station visit!'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SPGt935RmLI/AAAAAAAAA5w/NYv7YBcRtJ4/s72-c/DSC00943.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-710059431836921476</id><published>2008-10-10T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T15:14:44.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadie Lea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SO_SI7InS_I/AAAAAAAAA4I/iTDaEk3Atq8/s1600-h/sader.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SO_SI7InS_I/AAAAAAAAA4I/iTDaEk3Atq8/s400/sader.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255650340919266290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teeniest- tinyest- sweetest- cutest-little-punkin'-pie,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Sadie Lea &lt;/span&gt;is two years old today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the small person things that she does....like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;she calls me Aunt X's  (Alexis is a hard name for the wee ones.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love it when she talks about her cat named Peanut.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is sooo precious when you ask her what Peanut says, and she meows really quietly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When she walks with me in a parking lot, she holds my hand and they are so, so small.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She blows kisses to me when she leaves.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sadie will pick out a book and bring it to me to read it to her....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;...then she cuddles with me and listens to the story&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It took me three whole months for Sadie to even LOOK at me.  It was hard work to be close to her...I like working for a bond.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Here is a picture that I took of her reading a book about birthdays.  I think it is called "Happy birthday to you, you belong in a zoo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to sing the birthday song that way......only I add "you look like a monkey, and you smell like one too."  I haven't done that in sooooo long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I am pretty sure that it has been a week.  At least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave you with this video that Savy took of Sadie.  She is playing in her crib....she loves that..and her Mom is throwing stuffed animals at the crib.  It is making her laugh like crazy...and it is one of the best laughs EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Sader Tater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c027d2f4ca0d736f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc027d2f4ca0d736f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330316734%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D94D757782989C25F17B3FCCF60733F50A9A9E3.4068AB044D6291A876EA2C9CA4548D0F209D0D72%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc027d2f4ca0d736f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNgreskrymNICCtXVpbK1ncD-Tzo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc027d2f4ca0d736f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330316734%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D94D757782989C25F17B3FCCF60733F50A9A9E3.4068AB044D6291A876EA2C9CA4548D0F209D0D72%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc027d2f4ca0d736f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNgreskrymNICCtXVpbK1ncD-Tzo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-710059431836921476?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c027d2f4ca0d736f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/710059431836921476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=710059431836921476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/710059431836921476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/710059431836921476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2008/10/sadie-lea.html' title='Sadie Lea'/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SO_SI7InS_I/AAAAAAAAA4I/iTDaEk3Atq8/s72-c/sader.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-855000950002094261</id><published>2008-10-09T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:22:55.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4e446b784e446b7a4f513d3d0d0a&amp;campaign=blog_playback_link&amp;blogview=true" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play You are invited!!" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4e446b784e446b7a4f513d3d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=google&amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own greeting - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/ecards" target="_blank"&gt;Make a Smilebox greeting&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa Coop does not go online very much, so this will be pretty easy to keep it quiet.  Keep an eye out in your inbox for your invite....To anyone else that knows Papa Coop, and wants to come and wish him a happy day, this is your invitation. YEA! Just please do not spill the beans imaginary reader!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8921936801927248036-855000950002094261?l=coopercomics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/feeds/855000950002094261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8921936801927248036&amp;postID=855000950002094261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/855000950002094261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8921936801927248036/posts/default/855000950002094261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopercomics.blogspot.com/2008/10/make-smilebox-greeting-papa-coop-does.html' title=''/><author><name>Coopercomics</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04627217125340002524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SKYCI_PSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vvRA8W7EGmU/S220/P1010056.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8921936801927248036.post-1469805585279419633</id><published>2008-10-07T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T01:02:10.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Kelly's point of veiw</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SOxmcJ4wwyI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/YBtlItjfMG8/s1600-h/DSC00939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SOxmcJ4wwyI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/YBtlItjfMG8/s200/DSC00939.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254687499110892322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I borrowed my sister Shannon's camera..because mine &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;obviously&lt;/span&gt; ran away.  I swear I did not hurt it in any fashion, it just up and left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel naked without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, you old silly thing.  I am not going to miss you one bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, Shannon was nice enough to lend me her camera.  She saved the day...she does that a-lot.   She even&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; left work&lt;/span&gt; to get me the cord, that would let the pictures upload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know that I struggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Getting to the point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly got a hold of Shannon's super nice camera when we were not looking, and snapped her own pics.  (I am really lucky that she did not strangle me when I told her about Kelly doing that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either Kelly is super smart, and figured out how to operate Shanonn's camera...or Shannon's camera is so easy, that someone that can not read...can operate it, no problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well,  she got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took some odd pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Shannon could have deleted them off of her camera.     It is an easy thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took the pics and copied them for me on a cd, so I could have them.   See what a super gal I have for a sister?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am going to get all emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is imaginary reader......the world according to Kelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SOwQmjUkvpI/AAAAAAAAAvA/wepsTcMhrHs/s1600-h/stairs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SOwQmjUkvpI/AAAAAAAAAvA/wepsTcMhrHs/s200/stairs.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254593119737134738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that she went up the stairs first.    To her room.  Her favorite place in the world...except when there is a bug in there...then I can not get her to go in there to save my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SOwQ1QplMUI/AAAAAAAAAvI/accPhl3lmlg/s1600-h/room.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SOwQ1QplMUI/AAAAAAAAAvI/accPhl3lmlg/s200/room.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254593372423008578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then she wanted to show off her bed..she makes it everyday.  It is a good thing.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SOxnaYsJVdI/AAAAAAAAAxY/K4Jcb9c5JPk/s1600-h/tophat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SOxnaYsJVdI/AAAAAAAAAxY/K4Jcb9c5JPk/s200/tophat.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254688568236398034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This next picture is of a stupid magic top hat that I wanted to make for her....it is too small and silly, but it has a rabbit and a magic wand in it...good enough for someone that is five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SOwToYC58TI/AAAAAAAAAvY/Qt7FUWYbXmM/s1600-h/hat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SOwToYC58TI/AAAAAAAAAvY/Qt7FUWYbXmM/s200/hat.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254596449604858162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A good hat...not a cruddy top hat... that she must enjoy is the cowgirl hat that my Mom and Mac got her for Christmas.    It hangs on her wall, and she loves to put it on and talk like she is from Texas.    I think that watching Spongebob made her think that all cowgirls are from Texas. ( if you watch it then you know what I mean.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SOwUOFxy6oI/AAAAAAAAAvg/u31uOLFKtsE/s1600-h/rex.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SOwUOFxy6oI/AAAAAAAAAvg/u31uOLFKtsE/s200/rex.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254597097536285314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She could not forget about her only pet Rex.    He is her beta...or Chinese fighting fish.    I am not sure why she named him Rex.    Isn't that a dogs name????   I am guessing that she wants a dog, but that is just a guess.  Yes, I trimmed the roots off of the plant so the poor thing could have room to swim.  I did not know you were supposed to do that!  It is all trimmed up now.  Lots of room for swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SOwUZMOASLI/AAAAAAAAAvo/m3iopbKBgxY/s1600-h/k.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SOwUZMOASLI/AAAAAAAAAvo/m3iopbKBgxY/s200/k.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254597288243775666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she took a pic of the letter K in her room..I got it at  the Ace hardware in town when I went there once with my Mom.  At first it was just a joke..it looked like it was from 1955.  It probably was.     Kelly loves it though, you can tell by her taking this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SOwVZqJaecI/AAAAAAAAAvw/gB_SPkn2bOk/s1600-h/money.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SOwVZqJaecI/AAAAAAAAAvw/gB_SPkn2bOk/s200/money.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254598395789212098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then, she took one of her on some play money.    It is stuck on her mirror in her room and it is pretty funny..  I love that she enjoys it.     She really believes that someday she could be a president, and I agree that she could.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SOwWF70d24I/AAAAAAAAAv4/Nri2OEwPkPk/s1600-h/saver.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SOwWF70d24I/AAAAAAAAAv4/Nri2OEwPkPk/s200/saver.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254599156447435650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savy was getting ready in her bathroom down stairs,  to support the football team.   Kelly tries her hardest to keep away from Savy when she is busy, but as you can see...she busted in and took a snap shot.   I think Sav looks tough!  Don't mess with her team...ahhhhh.  Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SOxojdh-PoI/AAAAAAAAAxg/G0lgBaVrjIk/s1600-h/selfportrait.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SOxojdh-PoI/AAAAAAAAAxg/G0lgBaVrjIk/s200/selfportrait.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254689823666355842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Self portrait time....see how she holds it out, like you see every myspace and facebook person do.    I bet she saw Ali or Savy do it.  Mommy does NOT take pictures of herself.   So, she could not have learned it from me.   I think that it is cute, and I laughed when i saw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SOwX_33rFeI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/915ICUVUHtg/s1600-h/cat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SOwX_33rFeI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/915ICUVUHtg/s200/cat.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254601251331184098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awwww, her kitty baby Jaguar...she must have thought that it &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SOxgulZFE4I/AAAAAAAAAwg/UfcNEAS6jyY/s1600-h/kelshoes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SOxgulZFE4I/AAAAAAAAAwg/UfcNEAS6jyY/s200/kelshoes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254681218662077314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;was cute and snapped it right up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look!  Her shoes!  They light up.  It is sweet to watch her jump on Cyn's trampoline at night.  Kind of trippy.  At least I can keep tabs on her when she is doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SOxg7W1Ek3I/AAAAAAAAAwo/mrFB4RfVqQg/s1600-h/eyes2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8aAEAFqMPw/SOxg7W1Ek3I/AAAAAAAAAwo/mrFB4RfVqQg/s200/eyes2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254681438091252594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another self portrait.  This one gives me "Blair witch" flash backs....  I remember when people thought that movie was real...hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see that Kelly's eyes are two different colors?  It is called &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;heterochromia&lt;/span&gt;, and it is pretty rare.  One eye is the same color as DJ's and one eye is my color.  She loves to break the ice with new people by telling them that she 
