<?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-9027877439583828858</id><updated>2012-01-31T15:51:55.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Knudsen Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.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-9027877439583828858.post-3732933857571689398</id><published>2012-01-23T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T16:54:02.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let It Snow!!</title><content type='html'>We finally got a little bit of snow today. I thought it was going to be a little bit more actually but this is our biggest snow storm yet. Which is so crazy since it is the end of January. Boston and Preston were pretty excited though. They have been wanting to build a snowman for awhile. Boston opened up the back window and got Preston. They both pulled up a chair to watch it snow. They both kept saying "I could watch this all day." I thought that was kind of cute. But when I asked if they wanted to get dressed up in their warm clothes they both declined. I don't blame them though. I am also perfectly happy to just watch from inside the nice warm house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qm8A66HUa_E/Tx4BG3uMOmI/AAAAAAAABk0/F2CGpSRoofg/s1600/P1230840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qm8A66HUa_E/Tx4BG3uMOmI/AAAAAAAABk0/F2CGpSRoofg/s320/P1230840.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700995395846158946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-3732933857571689398?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/3732933857571689398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=3732933857571689398' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/3732933857571689398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/3732933857571689398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2012/01/let-it-snow.html' title='Let It Snow!!'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qm8A66HUa_E/Tx4BG3uMOmI/AAAAAAAABk0/F2CGpSRoofg/s72-c/P1230840.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-4175992884067917931</id><published>2012-01-23T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T16:48:07.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>On Christmas morning our family was actually the only ones at my parents house. It was kind of a nice quiet morning. We actually had to remind the boys that Santa had come and had to kind of coax them into going upstairs to look at the presents.&lt;br /&gt;I think the boys had a fun morning though and got everything that they had wanted. I didn't do a very good job of taking pictures.  I am so mad at myself though because I didn't get any pictures of us all dressed up for church. But here are a few from opening presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-70V798aq77Q/Tx39ogPeODI/AAAAAAAABjs/fYkU-wfSMr8/s1600/PC240828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-70V798aq77Q/Tx39ogPeODI/AAAAAAAABjs/fYkU-wfSMr8/s320/PC240828.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700991575612340274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston and Preston had asked us for so many things that were not really a possibility, like: an I-phone, an I-pad (both of which their mommy doesn't even have so I don't know why they think they should), a Nintendo DS (which we already have one and don't need another) and many other outlandish requests. So they were finally talked into asking for fast RC cars that could do tricks. So this is what Santa brought and so far they have had a lot of fun with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--cvBVZPgnMI/Tx39pRCfhZI/AAAAAAAABj4/F97ugmz1d9U/s1600/PC240829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--cvBVZPgnMI/Tx39pRCfhZI/AAAAAAAABj4/F97ugmz1d9U/s320/PC240829.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700991588711237010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got these light sabers from grandma and grandpa Pace. These were their favorite toys that they got. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3saaK_jpScE/Tx39quaa9lI/AAAAAAAABkE/TwOUv6YWsEk/s1600/PC240831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3saaK_jpScE/Tx39quaa9lI/AAAAAAAABkE/TwOUv6YWsEk/s320/PC240831.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700991613776098898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o13URPyETxk/Tx39rEJOMPI/AAAAAAAABkQ/lhe_zqcXLWQ/s1600/PC240832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o13URPyETxk/Tx39rEJOMPI/AAAAAAAABkQ/lhe_zqcXLWQ/s320/PC240832.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700991619609538802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XvMD4rr3unE/Tx39scs19AI/AAAAAAAABkc/s7ypQz5Ypds/s1600/PC240834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XvMD4rr3unE/Tx39scs19AI/AAAAAAAABkc/s7ypQz5Ypds/s320/PC240834.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700991643381265410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also got some other really nice things from great-Grandma Mac and from Grandma and Grandpa Knudsen. We had such a wonderful Christmas and we are so thankful for all that we have. We are so thankful for the birth of our Savior, Jesus Christ, and for all the blessings his life brings to ours. &lt;br /&gt;We sure hope that all our friends and family had a wonderful Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-4175992884067917931?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/4175992884067917931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=4175992884067917931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/4175992884067917931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/4175992884067917931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-70V798aq77Q/Tx39ogPeODI/AAAAAAAABjs/fYkU-wfSMr8/s72-c/PC240828.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-1573573551107654784</id><published>2012-01-23T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T16:34:16.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>We were able to go to my parents house for Christmas this year. Christmas Eve is kind of when my mom likes to do here big party. In Leamington they also have a Santa that comes to all of the houses on Christmas Eve. The kids were so excited and could not wait for Santa but we had no idea when he would show up. So they played a game. Erin had written some song lyrics and then they had to guess the next phrase. They had a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dvwa6RmlwQ4/Tx36rMAupQI/AAAAAAAABiU/fKWFJiJEMho/s1600/PC240812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dvwa6RmlwQ4/Tx36rMAupQI/AAAAAAAABiU/fKWFJiJEMho/s320/PC240812.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700988323186517250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa finally showed up. &lt;br /&gt;Boston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x1MyQ_OjAeQ/Tx36sNwK0jI/AAAAAAAABis/C860JGGKbgo/s1600/PC240817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x1MyQ_OjAeQ/Tx36sNwK0jI/AAAAAAAABis/C860JGGKbgo/s320/PC240817.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700988340833800754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZSFqvJR1LE/Tx36rDJ_DtI/AAAAAAAABig/QFXCZSnn66I/s1600/PC240815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZSFqvJR1LE/Tx36rDJ_DtI/AAAAAAAABig/QFXCZSnn66I/s320/PC240815.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700988320809422546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rylee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UhnDycV4lJk/Tx36sZMuezI/AAAAAAAABi0/hV_Gzd03eC4/s1600/PC240819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UhnDycV4lJk/Tx36sZMuezI/AAAAAAAABi0/hV_Gzd03eC4/s320/PC240819.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700988343906368306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa also delivers a little present. Since Boston and Preston had already gotten Christmas PJ's they got this fun game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ILPhcbRkbdA/Tx36sokaPgI/AAAAAAAABjE/hiGC81CYNJI/s1600/PC240822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ILPhcbRkbdA/Tx36sokaPgI/AAAAAAAABjE/hiGC81CYNJI/s320/PC240822.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700988348032237058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rylee with here new PJ's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J7ijQrmMJz0/Tx366QXkoyI/AAAAAAAABjU/uqe0zOd-crw/s1600/PC240823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J7ijQrmMJz0/Tx366QXkoyI/AAAAAAAABjU/uqe0zOd-crw/s320/PC240823.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700988582054109986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor with her new pj's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_I2lBEy-_XU/Tx366Q3NmCI/AAAAAAAABjc/Unc9CqPKHJY/s1600/PC240824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_I2lBEy-_XU/Tx366Q3NmCI/AAAAAAAABjc/Unc9CqPKHJY/s320/PC240824.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700988582186817570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night my Aunt Cathy and her husband Larry and my Grandma were also there. I did not get any pictures with them. But it was so nice to have family there. We had a wonderful dinner and a really great night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-1573573551107654784?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/1573573551107654784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=1573573551107654784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/1573573551107654784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/1573573551107654784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2012/01/we-were-able-to-go-to-my-parents-house.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dvwa6RmlwQ4/Tx36rMAupQI/AAAAAAAABiU/fKWFJiJEMho/s72-c/PC240812.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-7435716222177541702</id><published>2012-01-23T16:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T16:23:09.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-School Christmas Program</title><content type='html'>Boston and Preston had a little school program this year. They actually held it at one of the elementary schools here and had all the 4-5 year old preschool classed combined. Boston and Preston did so good. It was such an improvement from last year when not a single kid in the class sung. This year they both stood up on the stage and sang every song. I was so proud of them. My pictures didn't turn out very good because of the lighting on the stage but these are the best I could get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z19s5fsuRg0/Tx35uE51ZpI/AAAAAAAABhs/7oLbGV7HTxE/s1600/PC210796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z19s5fsuRg0/Tx35uE51ZpI/AAAAAAAABhs/7oLbGV7HTxE/s320/PC210796.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700987273306531474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L4IbRAyibz4/Tx35ty5OesI/AAAAAAAABhk/FxWiAD82ilw/s1600/PC210795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L4IbRAyibz4/Tx35ty5OesI/AAAAAAAABhk/FxWiAD82ilw/s320/PC210795.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700987268472142530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also had a special visit from Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZrhQqNNvX0/Tx35uN2PhnI/AAAAAAAABh8/Zrg_qkKREUQ/s1600/PC210810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZrhQqNNvX0/Tx35uN2PhnI/AAAAAAAABh8/Zrg_qkKREUQ/s320/PC210810.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700987275707385458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OhI6HSKs6FA/Tx35u-MxnII/AAAAAAAABiI/SbucPveij-I/s1600/PC210809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OhI6HSKs6FA/Tx35u-MxnII/AAAAAAAABiI/SbucPveij-I/s320/PC210809.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700987288686795906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-7435716222177541702?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/7435716222177541702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=7435716222177541702' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/7435716222177541702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/7435716222177541702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2012/01/pre-school-christmas-program.html' title='Pre-School Christmas Program'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z19s5fsuRg0/Tx35uE51ZpI/AAAAAAAABhs/7oLbGV7HTxE/s72-c/PC210796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-6903076094691235102</id><published>2012-01-23T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T16:17:52.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>Boston and Preston were so excited to get the Christmas decorations up this year. We had the house completely decorated before we left for Thanksgiving. I was a little reluctant to have it done before but it was so nice to come home from our Thanksgiving weekend and not have to worry about doing it. &lt;br /&gt;The boys had so much fun decorating the tree. There were only a few spots I had to later fix but overall they did a great job.&lt;br /&gt;Boston doing some decorating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-55GtHuOqJ1c/Tx34U3g1DsI/AAAAAAAABhM/CkKhToBhFqw/s1600/PB220786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-55GtHuOqJ1c/Tx34U3g1DsI/AAAAAAAABhM/CkKhToBhFqw/s320/PB220786.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700985740703633090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston decorating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sszvkIzMfig/Tx34UpcI_gI/AAAAAAAABhA/kWBKU0O-YPs/s1600/PB220785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sszvkIzMfig/Tx34UpcI_gI/AAAAAAAABhA/kWBKU0O-YPs/s320/PB220785.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700985736925871618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finished product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5N2FemzeE84/Tx34VtDS4SI/AAAAAAAABhY/jrNguL1AM3s/s1600/PB220787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5N2FemzeE84/Tx34VtDS4SI/AAAAAAAABhY/jrNguL1AM3s/s320/PB220787.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700985755075272994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how decorated our house is at Christmas. The rest of the year I feel like we are so plain and boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-6903076094691235102?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/6903076094691235102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=6903076094691235102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/6903076094691235102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/6903076094691235102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2012/01/oh-christmas-tree.html' title='Oh Christmas Tree'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-55GtHuOqJ1c/Tx34U3g1DsI/AAAAAAAABhM/CkKhToBhFqw/s72-c/PB220786.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-2912215572304144223</id><published>2012-01-23T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T16:12:36.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousins</title><content type='html'>This is Boston with his cousin Sam. Normally my boys don't want to have much to do with babies but this day Boston wanted to hold Sam and Sam sure seemed to love cuddling with Boston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HwFWL8HX0ZA/Tx33ZpNlZlI/AAAAAAAABg0/bmYYntzatzw/s1600/PB260790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HwFWL8HX0ZA/Tx33ZpNlZlI/AAAAAAAABg0/bmYYntzatzw/s320/PB260790.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700984723252536914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-2912215572304144223?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/2912215572304144223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=2912215572304144223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/2912215572304144223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/2912215572304144223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2012/01/cousins.html' title='Cousins'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HwFWL8HX0ZA/Tx33ZpNlZlI/AAAAAAAABg0/bmYYntzatzw/s72-c/PB260790.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-100338215626476876</id><published>2011-12-22T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T08:57:01.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving</title><content type='html'>So I guess we have not done a very good job of explaining the real meaning of Christmas to our boys. I mean we really have been trying but I guess something has been lost in translation.&lt;br /&gt;The other night Gary's brother came up and drop some presents off for the boys. Preston and I were talking and I told him that Uncle Paul was going to stop by. Preston said "Maybe he will bring us some presents." I said " I don't know, maybe he will." and Preston looked and me and said "Well isn't that the real meaning of Christmas to give presents." I had a good little laugh but tried to explain that he was the  one getting the presents not giving them and maybe he needed to think of something that he could give to someone else. Too funny though how little kids take one thing that you tell them and completely turn it around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-100338215626476876?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/100338215626476876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=100338215626476876' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/100338215626476876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/100338215626476876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/12/giving.html' title='Giving'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-8627424491852536593</id><published>2011-12-12T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T18:57:09.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The North Pole Express</title><content type='html'>This year my parents took our family on the North Pole Express that runs on the Heber Valley Rail Road. The kids had so much fun riding on the train and then seeing Santa. Here are a few pics of our fun time.&lt;br /&gt;The whole Pace family. I think this is the first picture we have had with everyone now that we have all the new babies here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3YQ95hY79YQ/Tua6jxIAFGI/AAAAAAAABeE/fZFDWCDclD8/s1600/IMG_3529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3YQ95hY79YQ/Tua6jxIAFGI/AAAAAAAABeE/fZFDWCDclD8/s320/IMG_3529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685436703246914658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family in front of the engine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nlJU6n-b0Mk/Tua6lSTSxvI/AAAAAAAABec/Tl84zZC-2jY/s1600/IMG_3539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nlJU6n-b0Mk/Tua6lSTSxvI/AAAAAAAABec/Tl84zZC-2jY/s320/IMG_3539.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685436729332516594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary and Boston on one of the old engines that doesn't run anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmHYZYjriPQ/Tua6kFfmE9I/AAAAAAAABeQ/u1DTYLIJUVk/s1600/IMG_3531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmHYZYjriPQ/Tua6kFfmE9I/AAAAAAAABeQ/u1DTYLIJUVk/s320/IMG_3531.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685436708714582994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary, Boston and Preston waiting to go. Boston and Preston enjoyed the ride so much. They starred out the window the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OP-nxUaCbXA/Tua6llBW3EI/AAAAAAAABeo/TOmOV10kPEg/s1600/IMG_3544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OP-nxUaCbXA/Tua6llBW3EI/AAAAAAAABeo/TOmOV10kPEg/s320/IMG_3544.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685436734357560386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to the "North Pole" a.k.a Santa standing out in some sage brush (kind of sad there was no snow yet) we picked up another passenger--SANTA!! &lt;br /&gt;Here is Boston and Preston talking to Santa and telling them what they wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eTuPPUa32wE/Tua6mksWqiI/AAAAAAAABe0/I-ggMS8YJ8E/s1600/IMG_3551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eTuPPUa32wE/Tua6mksWqiI/AAAAAAAABe0/I-ggMS8YJ8E/s320/IMG_3551.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685436751449336354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston and Preston with their bells from Santa. Luckily we could all hear it ringing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B6nUGjJUELc/Tua8N_y__AI/AAAAAAAABfE/UivcwHjbyt8/s1600/IMG_3552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B6nUGjJUELc/Tua8N_y__AI/AAAAAAAABfE/UivcwHjbyt8/s320/IMG_3552.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685438528251493378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family on the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YY1MIFXImiQ/Tua8P-O8T_I/AAAAAAAABfk/B5y8dV9ERnw/s1600/IMG_3561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YY1MIFXImiQ/Tua8P-O8T_I/AAAAAAAABfk/B5y8dV9ERnw/s320/IMG_3561.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685438562191560690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor riding the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eO_TrCtDgm8/Tua8PVo2hnI/AAAAAAAABfc/3_Kag14EyPc/s1600/IMG_3560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eO_TrCtDgm8/Tua8PVo2hnI/AAAAAAAABfc/3_Kag14EyPc/s320/IMG_3560.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685438551294379634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanna, Rylee, Boston and Preston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TBaPcj9pGi8/Tua8OJwGNQI/AAAAAAAABfU/7X2ATzoy9Ao/s1600/IMG_3558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TBaPcj9pGi8/Tua8OJwGNQI/AAAAAAAABfU/7X2ATzoy9Ao/s320/IMG_3558.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685438530923672834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this picture is kind of blurry but it was the only one I got of Braxtyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gTv5nk97QUs/Tua8P8GYp1I/AAAAAAAABf0/z8nNq8hN2pA/s1600/IMG_3557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gTv5nk97QUs/Tua8P8GYp1I/AAAAAAAABf0/z8nNq8hN2pA/s320/IMG_3557.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685438561618798418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cr8py9RyV2E/Tua9P0d89MI/AAAAAAAABgg/YWfguh5WGwQ/s1600/IMG_3567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cr8py9RyV2E/Tua9P0d89MI/AAAAAAAABgg/YWfguh5WGwQ/s320/IMG_3567.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685439659081790658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Isaac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkE3flV8WbA/Tua9PF5COnI/AAAAAAAABgQ/WlaPAEC3nbw/s1600/IMG_3566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkE3flV8WbA/Tua9PF5COnI/AAAAAAAABgQ/WlaPAEC3nbw/s320/IMG_3566.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685439646578915954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kara and Sam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hXbxyPVskvI/Tua9OykwohI/AAAAAAAABgE/gFEJsd88DwE/s1600/IMG_3556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hXbxyPVskvI/Tua9OykwohI/AAAAAAAABgE/gFEJsd88DwE/s320/IMG_3556.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685439641393603090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-guRGduNaCJM/Tua9Q2W_tUI/AAAAAAAABgo/t9rbXa61fBA/s1600/IMG_3568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-guRGduNaCJM/Tua9Q2W_tUI/AAAAAAAABgo/t9rbXa61fBA/s320/IMG_3568.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685439676769350978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all had so much fun. They had "Jack Frost" aboard our train and he did great at keeping us entertained. We sang songs, he told some stories and jokes. We had hot chocolate and cookies. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks Grandma and Grandpa Pace for the wonderful time. It will be a great Christmas memory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-8627424491852536593?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/8627424491852536593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=8627424491852536593' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/8627424491852536593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/8627424491852536593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/12/north-pole-express.html' title='The North Pole Express'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3YQ95hY79YQ/Tua6jxIAFGI/AAAAAAAABeE/fZFDWCDclD8/s72-c/IMG_3529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-9030433109682564556</id><published>2011-12-12T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T18:35:35.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Christmas</title><content type='html'>We went and stayed with Grandma and Grandpa Knudsen this weekend. We will not see them at Christmas so Boston and Preston talked them into opening their presents a little early. Here is what they got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IIHCiCvpd0g/Tua4gLjbmQI/AAAAAAAABdE/zb90k3WVPQI/s1600/IMG_3573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IIHCiCvpd0g/Tua4gLjbmQI/AAAAAAAABdE/zb90k3WVPQI/s320/IMG_3573.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685434442598553858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They gave them some pretty fancy looking kites. They can't wait until we have a good kite flying day. I have a feeling it might not be until spring though because you won't catch me out in this cold weather. We will have to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H7r1Zti2trc/Tua4gJkxQII/AAAAAAAABdQ/Sjftshv9Pd4/s1600/IMG_3574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H7r1Zti2trc/Tua4gJkxQII/AAAAAAAABdQ/Sjftshv9Pd4/s320/IMG_3574.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685434442067296386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got a Hot Wheels wall tracks. They have had so much fun with this toy and have spent pretty much every minute since it got put up playing with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jH5mhqnKjg/Tua4gyUrWdI/AAAAAAAABdc/VwJGenXhk34/s1600/IMG_3576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jH5mhqnKjg/Tua4gyUrWdI/AAAAAAAABdc/VwJGenXhk34/s320/IMG_3576.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685434453005654482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then they got these really big coloring books.&lt;br /&gt;Preston with his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tmnMJ9oU8mI/Tua4h4wMtAI/AAAAAAAABdo/Vtetok2XZWg/s1600/IMG_3580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tmnMJ9oU8mI/Tua4h4wMtAI/AAAAAAAABdo/Vtetok2XZWg/s320/IMG_3580.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685434471911568386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston with his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1xtZ3RbDu2A/Tua4iPyLRnI/AAAAAAAABd0/uBcupzkrajA/s1600/IMG_3581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1xtZ3RbDu2A/Tua4iPyLRnI/AAAAAAAABd0/uBcupzkrajA/s320/IMG_3581.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685434478093878898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Grandma and Grandpa Knudsen. We LOVE our new toys. We hope that you have a great Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-9030433109682564556?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/9030433109682564556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=9030433109682564556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/9030433109682564556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/9030433109682564556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/12/early-christmas.html' title='Early Christmas'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IIHCiCvpd0g/Tua4gLjbmQI/AAAAAAAABdE/zb90k3WVPQI/s72-c/IMG_3573.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-5455030886234134244</id><published>2011-11-02T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:31:12.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!!</title><content type='html'>We had a fun year again this year. We started off on the Saturday before Halloween with Grandma and Grandpa Pace's Annual Halloween Party. Sadly I have no pics right now from that because Gary had my camera and I could not get my mom's email to work to send the ones from her camera. I will try to get them later. Then Monday morning the boys got to wear their costumes to school. They were very excited to do this and had been waiting for weeks for Halloween to come. Then after that we went Trick-or-Treating at Gary's office. They let the kids come and go from cubicle to cubicle. Boston and Preston had a lot of fun doing this and got so much candy. They really could have been done then they had so much. But nope they wanted to go out and go Trick-or-Treating. Before they went out we carved a couple of pumpkins. They aren't the greatest but the two were stencils leftover from last year that I wanted to use up and then Gary of course had to do a San Francisco one. This year I didn't have to buy any costumes. My sister-in-law had sent a bag full of ones her boys had used in the past. Boston right away knew he wanted the Batman one. Preston had to try on all of them in the bag and then couldn't decide to be one which I am not sure what it was but he thought it was a "motorcycle man" so we went with that. He wore that one at my parents but then for school and trick-or-treating he chose another Batman costume. Thanks again Ty and Connor for sending all your great costumes. &lt;br /&gt;Here they are in their Batman costumes.&lt;br /&gt;Preston is the all black Batman and Boston is the grey Batman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8nqC0cZCxwE/TrF7C2-fSdI/AAAAAAAABcs/EO2S5axoMAc/s1600/PA310782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8nqC0cZCxwE/TrF7C2-fSdI/AAAAAAAABcs/EO2S5axoMAc/s320/PA310782.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670448694883731922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are the pumpkins that we carved. Boston and Preston were so excited to carve the pumpkins. We had them for about 3 weeks and everyday they would ask when we could carve them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lzUCaXt9dqw/TrF7DVocDeI/AAAAAAAABc4/9Y80St4clNA/s1600/PA310784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lzUCaXt9dqw/TrF7DVocDeI/AAAAAAAABc4/9Y80St4clNA/s320/PA310784.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670448703112744418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-5455030886234134244?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/5455030886234134244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=5455030886234134244' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/5455030886234134244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/5455030886234134244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!!'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8nqC0cZCxwE/TrF7C2-fSdI/AAAAAAAABcs/EO2S5axoMAc/s72-c/PA310782.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-6552420806855699948</id><published>2011-10-10T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T14:59:51.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Boys!!</title><content type='html'>October 6, 2011&lt;br /&gt;So today was Boston and Preston's birthday. They turned the BIG 5 years old today. I seriously can't believe my babies are 5 years old. Where does the time go? I wanted to post these pictures about their big day and hopefully sometime soon I can get a little post done about each of them at this time in their life. I just have to say that we love these little guys so much and can not imagine our lives without them. They are the best little boys parents could as for. &lt;br /&gt;Boston and Preston we love you so much. Happy Birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started out by opening a couple of cards with money in them. What's a birthday anyway without a little cash?&lt;br /&gt;Preston with his money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sZw9qQyueKU/TpM4Wc-v8hI/AAAAAAAABX8/bhvLeXDvmcM/s1600/PA050745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sZw9qQyueKU/TpM4Wc-v8hI/AAAAAAAABX8/bhvLeXDvmcM/s320/PA050745.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661931114922504722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston with his money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KUk_vLR8Aso/TpM4WnBYtcI/AAAAAAAABYE/JOkIH_i0ajc/s1600/PA050744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KUk_vLR8Aso/TpM4WnBYtcI/AAAAAAAABYE/JOkIH_i0ajc/s320/PA050744.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661931117617919426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Gary came home for lunch that day we opened presents. The boys couldn't wait any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y0FEHZ6pTvA/TpM4rCGBbZI/AAAAAAAABYM/ZI2R2lLnvds/s1600/PA050746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y0FEHZ6pTvA/TpM4rCGBbZI/AAAAAAAABYM/ZI2R2lLnvds/s320/PA050746.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661931468482506130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YL9VWKnMpZE/TpM4rVr8J-I/AAAAAAAABYU/t4w89e0hTgc/s1600/PA050747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YL9VWKnMpZE/TpM4rVr8J-I/AAAAAAAABYU/t4w89e0hTgc/s320/PA050747.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661931473741817826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got a Razor Scooter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PY4TaWdwiNE/TpM4_K7MZEI/AAAAAAAABYk/9t3YiJIuoII/s1600/PA050749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PY4TaWdwiNE/TpM4_K7MZEI/AAAAAAAABYk/9t3YiJIuoII/s320/PA050749.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661931814450390082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then this was their main request. They have been asking for this for months.&lt;br /&gt;A GIANTS T-shirt. This is their favorite baseball team. They had also wanted a hat which we did get for them later with some of their b-day money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OFcNXThgQDM/TpM47R0hU7I/AAAAAAAABYc/zuHYS5Troyk/s1600/PA050750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OFcNXThgQDM/TpM47R0hU7I/AAAAAAAABYc/zuHYS5Troyk/s320/PA050750.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661931747581973426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that afternoon we had a little party for them and they invited a few of their friends. I am so mad at myself though I didn't really take any pictures during the party. They choose their theme to be batman. We played pin the bat logo on the batman and then a came called Mr. Freeze, we played a song for the kids to dance to and when the music stop they had to freeze. I think they all really enjoyed that one and they all had some really good dance moves to show off. &lt;br /&gt;This year I decided not to buy a cake from the store. I thought I could do one good enough. But I really don't know what I was thinking. I suck at decorating cakes. Even just frosting them is bad with me. But I tried and I am glad I did because they ended up not wanting any of the cake and just enjoyed the batman cookies that we had made. They didn't turn out quite as good as I thought they would but you get the picture of what I was kind of going for.&lt;br /&gt;Here is Boston with his b-day cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jFttjzll15s/TpM6TpMtc9I/AAAAAAAABZE/RziePSVHlbU/s1600/PA060756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jFttjzll15s/TpM6TpMtc9I/AAAAAAAABZE/RziePSVHlbU/s320/PA060756.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661933265685935058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston with his cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vtTstV0R2-U/TpM6TTggAHI/AAAAAAAABY8/Cd76sf6yjXI/s1600/PA060754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vtTstV0R2-U/TpM6TTggAHI/AAAAAAAABY8/Cd76sf6yjXI/s320/PA060754.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661933259863359602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the table set up with the treats, the cake and the batman sugar cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DfKQwyWcWt0/TpM6TNOqIhI/AAAAAAAABY0/OVmaT0ttVUk/s1600/PA060753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DfKQwyWcWt0/TpM6TNOqIhI/AAAAAAAABY0/OVmaT0ttVUk/s320/PA060753.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661933258177913362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston and Preston with all their goodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9ovVhbkVQI/TpM6SyyDu_I/AAAAAAAABYs/gLQU9ttSKDU/s1600/PA060752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9ovVhbkVQI/TpM6SyyDu_I/AAAAAAAABYs/gLQU9ttSKDU/s320/PA060752.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661933251078634482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this was the only picture I got. This was after all the other kids had left and then I thought to get out the camera.&lt;br /&gt;This is Boston and Preston with their good buddy Nash who was in their class last year. They were so bummed that he decided to do afternoon this year so he is not in their class again. They are all too cute together though. While Nash was still eating his snacks Preston came in and Nash was talking to him and said "I sure missed you guys" too sweet. I will definitely have to do better at having him over to play. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-agtp_UHgiqM/TpM6T7mICzI/AAAAAAAABZM/FpvYdL_UTK4/s1600/PA060757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-agtp_UHgiqM/TpM6T7mICzI/AAAAAAAABZM/FpvYdL_UTK4/s320/PA060757.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661933270624373554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even though he is a big 5 year old he wanted a picture with his favorite animal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ukkIUQijvUg/TpNpMsWzsOI/AAAAAAAABZU/0n5N4D1iees/s1600/PA050751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ukkIUQijvUg/TpNpMsWzsOI/AAAAAAAABZU/0n5N4D1iees/s320/PA050751.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661984823321014498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and dad came up on the weekend to help them celebrate their birthday. They got to go golfing with Gary and my dad and be spoiled by grandma and grandpa. On Sunday the boys looked so handsome together. They had on almost matching ties. So we had to get a picture of them together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dbkk7uCfsEo/TpNpMyKhB9I/AAAAAAAABZc/EcNo0nS6qiQ/s1600/PA080760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dbkk7uCfsEo/TpNpMyKhB9I/AAAAAAAABZc/EcNo0nS6qiQ/s320/PA080760.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661984824880072658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-6552420806855699948?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/6552420806855699948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=6552420806855699948' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/6552420806855699948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/6552420806855699948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/10/birthday-boys.html' title='Birthday Boys!!'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sZw9qQyueKU/TpM4Wc-v8hI/AAAAAAAABX8/bhvLeXDvmcM/s72-c/PA050745.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-2597766300819815482</id><published>2011-10-10T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T14:58:41.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandpa Pace</title><content type='html'>So the next weekend after we had gone to Vegas we had to head back to my parents house. My Grandpa Pace passed away on September 21 and his funeral was that next Monday. I know I have a picture of him somewhere but some of our pics are on another hard drive that Gary needs to transfer over so this was the best I could do. It is a great picture though of my grandpa in his cowboy hat, which he never went out without it on.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FnKaUJa-hPg/TpMye7FZRtI/AAAAAAAABV8/63OrouCbvno/s1600/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FnKaUJa-hPg/TpMye7FZRtI/AAAAAAAABV8/63OrouCbvno/s320/IMG.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661924663372629714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly I wasn't the best about going over to visit with grandpa. It had actually been a couple of years since I had been in to talk to him. He was 85 years old and the past few months he had been really sick. So it was actually a blessing that he passed away when he did. My dad was thinking they would have to be him in the care center which grandpa did not want to do. So this way they did not have to force him to do that. He peacefully passed away in the hospital. My mom was there and said it was so neat. When he passed away he just had this aura about him and all his wrinkles just kind of faded away. My grandpa was not the most talkative man and he didn't always know how to show us that he loved us by giving hugs and things like that but we always knew he cared. When we were growing up he was always there to support us in whatever we were doing. Sometimes him and my grandma would sit at the baseball fields for hours to catch all the different grand kids games. He would come to the basketball and football games so he could watch me dance with the Tri-Dels at halftime. One thing that I thought was so nice was that even after my grandma died he continued to make sure each of us grand kids got a little Christmas money each year. It was just a little thing but grandma always did it and I really thought it would just stop but he kept it up. I did not know this story but my mom had written it down as one of her memories. When my mom and dad were doing the adoption process and had found out they were going to get me, they were down talking to grandpa about how much money it was going to cost and how they didn't know how they were going to do it. And by the time they left he handed them a check for the full amount. &lt;br /&gt;My grandpa had not gone to church in a long time and I think he was very confused by a lot of things out in the world. Hopefully now he will accept the gospel and him and my grandma can finally be sealed together. With the passing of my grandpa it has made me really think about how grateful I am for our eternal family. I am so thankful for my parents and for their example. I am thankful they were married in the temple so our family will always be sealed together. I am thankful for mine and Gary's temple marriage and the knowledge we have that we will be together forever as well. &lt;br /&gt;Grandpa you will definitely be missed. I am so thankful for all of your love and support that you have given me over the years. We all love you so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-2597766300819815482?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/2597766300819815482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=2597766300819815482' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/2597766300819815482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/2597766300819815482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/10/grandpa-pace.html' title='Grandpa Pace'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FnKaUJa-hPg/TpMye7FZRtI/AAAAAAAABV8/63OrouCbvno/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-473694239720136893</id><published>2011-10-10T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T14:58:33.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Tired</title><content type='html'>One night when we were at grandma and grandpa's house Boston was so tired he fell asleep like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k8N6gzlt0zs/TpMxH3DyL3I/AAAAAAAABV0/mvUEG5sF03E/s1600/P9180734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k8N6gzlt0zs/TpMxH3DyL3I/AAAAAAAABV0/mvUEG5sF03E/s320/P9180734.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661923167643512690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-473694239720136893?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/473694239720136893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=473694239720136893' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/473694239720136893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/473694239720136893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/10/so-tired.html' title='So Tired'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k8N6gzlt0zs/TpMxH3DyL3I/AAAAAAAABV0/mvUEG5sF03E/s72-c/P9180734.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-1767733087550011150</id><published>2011-10-10T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T14:58:22.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Nephew</title><content type='html'>On our was back from Las Vegas we were able to stop in to my parents house. My brother Marcus, his wife Maria and their new baby Braxtyn were there. We were so glad that we were able to see our new nephew and cousin. He is too cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TkDbLRS8XXY/TpMwg7HTwgI/AAAAAAAABVk/Z3PULvloxh0/s1600/P9180733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TkDbLRS8XXY/TpMwg7HTwgI/AAAAAAAABVk/Z3PULvloxh0/s320/P9180733.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661922498717139458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xK6pYvnmW_A/TpMwhE0ZCYI/AAAAAAAABVs/LRj6LTgO9Cs/s1600/P9250737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xK6pYvnmW_A/TpMwhE0ZCYI/AAAAAAAABVs/LRj6LTgO9Cs/s320/P9250737.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661922501322148226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-1767733087550011150?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/1767733087550011150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=1767733087550011150' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/1767733087550011150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/1767733087550011150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-nephew.html' title='New Nephew'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TkDbLRS8XXY/TpMwg7HTwgI/AAAAAAAABVk/Z3PULvloxh0/s72-c/P9180733.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-425512418638966915</id><published>2011-10-10T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T14:58:09.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Las Vegas</title><content type='html'>Me and Boston and Preston took a little trip to Las Vegas a few weeks ago to check on our rental house there. We also got to get in visit with a few of our good friends. The first night we stayed with Mike and Heidi. I totally forgot to get any pictures with them though. The second night we stayed at the Bagwells. Boston and Preston love their boys Trevor and Mark and had so much fun hanging out with them. They were nice enough to come with us up to the Strip to check out a few water shows and the flower garden and the Bellagio and then the fish at Caesar's Palace.&lt;br /&gt;It was a little hard to get a picture with all of them looking. The tree behind them was talking so they were a little preoccupied by that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hXTIRHEdVPU/TpMlPkjSPhI/AAAAAAAABT8/z4AaqWc6sHQ/s1600/P9170718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hXTIRHEdVPU/TpMlPkjSPhI/AAAAAAAABT8/z4AaqWc6sHQ/s320/P9170718.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661910105974783506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checking out the scare crow. Poor Mark and Trevor, Boston and Preston wanted to walk holding their hands all night long. We were quite the sight trying to walk through all the crowds with them all holding hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rPTHjP475nA/TpMvQ61eDfI/AAAAAAAABVU/KrKbviGk3EM/s1600/P9170722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rPTHjP475nA/TpMvQ61eDfI/AAAAAAAABVU/KrKbviGk3EM/s320/P9170722.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661921124252782066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few more pics of what we saw in the flower gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2kuzDpiah4c/TpMt60ZDxTI/AAAAAAAABU8/LYbP0eaW4Qo/s1600/P9170723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2kuzDpiah4c/TpMt60ZDxTI/AAAAAAAABU8/LYbP0eaW4Qo/s320/P9170723.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661919645054256434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j7P27UVU1xc/TpMt6u96apI/AAAAAAAABU0/gXw37LKsHCY/s1600/P9170725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j7P27UVU1xc/TpMt6u96apI/AAAAAAAABU0/gXw37LKsHCY/s320/P9170725.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661919643598219922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zGR9XewNTIc/TpMt6mk3b9I/AAAAAAAABUs/iCEPHymI0CA/s1600/P9170724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zGR9XewNTIc/TpMt6mk3b9I/AAAAAAAABUs/iCEPHymI0CA/s320/P9170724.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661919641345683410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a water show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v9Gg93LEEDg/TpMlP5lVKtI/AAAAAAAABUM/CuKhO8W69kw/s1600/P9170726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v9Gg93LEEDg/TpMlP5lVKtI/AAAAAAAABUM/CuKhO8W69kw/s320/P9170726.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661910111620508370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what they looked like from the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p_eWBcTlg3U/TpMlQe5CQ0I/AAAAAAAABUc/r_1GHNIl5lQ/s1600/P9170728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p_eWBcTlg3U/TpMlQe5CQ0I/AAAAAAAABUc/r_1GHNIl5lQ/s320/P9170728.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661910121635267394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aDcNZ5j9RR4/TpMlQMHmdAI/AAAAAAAABUU/VXc6lMafuRU/s1600/P9170727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aDcNZ5j9RR4/TpMlQMHmdAI/AAAAAAAABUU/VXc6lMafuRU/s320/P9170727.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661910116596085762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the fish tanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K30RG8Mnj7g/TpMvidDQ8CI/AAAAAAAABVc/6hvqpu8nAME/s1600/P9170729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K30RG8Mnj7g/TpMvidDQ8CI/AAAAAAAABVc/6hvqpu8nAME/s320/P9170729.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661921425495224354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to our friends who are always so good to open their homes to us. We sure miss all of you guys. We sure had a fun time aside from the long drive. Boston and Preston had been asking for the last 18 months since we moved to Utah when we could go back and see the water show. Now that we have done it though they are not satisfied. They keep asking when we are going to go see it as a family. Hopefully the next time Gary can join us when we go down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-425512418638966915?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/425512418638966915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=425512418638966915' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/425512418638966915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/425512418638966915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/10/las-vegas.html' title='Las Vegas'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hXTIRHEdVPU/TpMlPkjSPhI/AAAAAAAABT8/z4AaqWc6sHQ/s72-c/P9170718.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-3493034626719460813</id><published>2011-10-10T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T14:57:58.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Pre-School</title><content type='html'>Boston and Preston have started another year of preschool. They went back to Peak-A-Boo Preschool where they were last year. They loved it last year and were very excited to start again this year until I told them they probably wouldn't have the same teachers again. Then everything changed. My boys do not handle change well and thought they were going back to Miss Cris and Miss Wendy. So when people would ask if they were excited for school they would basically start crying and tell them no. So we went to the back to school day to find out who there teachers were and sure enough it was not the same teacher. They now have Miss Kym and Miss Michelle. We had a little bit of a hard time at first because they still wanted the other teachers. But now they are doing great and loving their new teachers just like I knew they would. Here are a few pictures from the first day of school. &lt;br /&gt;Boston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ga_UAPZUGuI/TpMjFWCTNsI/AAAAAAAABTs/OuAwsyYxpMc/s1600/P9060703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ga_UAPZUGuI/TpMjFWCTNsI/AAAAAAAABTs/OuAwsyYxpMc/s320/P9060703.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661907731256391362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FHON0ZF--Us/TpMjFMzMt_I/AAAAAAAABTk/EoGMVSp-ky8/s1600/P9060706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FHON0ZF--Us/TpMjFMzMt_I/AAAAAAAABTk/EoGMVSp-ky8/s320/P9060706.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661907728777132018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston showing off his back pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bgWMk8MP2wM/TpMjE_tSLgI/AAAAAAAABTc/2Pl4swSF3o4/s1600/P9060708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bgWMk8MP2wM/TpMjE_tSLgI/AAAAAAAABTc/2Pl4swSF3o4/s320/P9060708.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661907725262663170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston with his back pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Z2gWcRuCV8/TpMjE_zzccI/AAAAAAAABTU/RH9LM3Tuxew/s1600/P9060709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Z2gWcRuCV8/TpMjE_zzccI/AAAAAAAABTU/RH9LM3Tuxew/s320/P9060709.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661907725290009026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just though this picture that I got was kind of funny. I was trying to get a good one of their back packs and they turned like this. It kind of looks like they are lined up to get patted down by a police officer like when you get arrested. I think that might be how they were feeling that day as I dropped them off for their first day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9xlp2pUF9xM/TpMjFQ6PcUI/AAAAAAAABT0/kU4QUZfLMq8/s1600/P9060713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9xlp2pUF9xM/TpMjFQ6PcUI/AAAAAAAABT0/kU4QUZfLMq8/s320/P9060713.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661907729880412482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-3493034626719460813?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/3493034626719460813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=3493034626719460813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/3493034626719460813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/3493034626719460813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/10/back-to-pre-school.html' title='Back to Pre-School'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ga_UAPZUGuI/TpMjFWCTNsI/AAAAAAAABTs/OuAwsyYxpMc/s72-c/P9060703.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-3794212167688897183</id><published>2011-09-01T17:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T17:30:40.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Catch Up</title><content type='html'>So I decided I had better catch up on my blog with all our summer happenings since summer is now over. We have had a fun summer and I am not looking forward to it being over. Anyway here is what we have been up to lately. It is kind of backwards starting with the most recent stuff to the oldest and if you aren't too bored you do have to go to the next page to see more of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-3794212167688897183?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/3794212167688897183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=3794212167688897183' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/3794212167688897183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/3794212167688897183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/09/summer-catch-up.html' title='Summer Catch Up'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-4671604491895457673</id><published>2011-09-01T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T12:18:24.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scerra Pool</title><content type='html'>In August we went down to see Teagen again. We went over to the Scerra pool and the kids had a blast. We had spent the majority of the summer with the boys not wanting anything to do with water. Well they finally decided to be brave and they had so much fun on this outing to the pool. They were being so daring and jumping of the side into the pool without me even catching them. I am glad they finally decided to love the water.&lt;br /&gt;Boston getting ready to jump in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aVxiJG8xUiU/TmAf_yNSEFI/AAAAAAAABS8/qEsQO2mGUIM/s1600/0816011637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aVxiJG8xUiU/TmAf_yNSEFI/AAAAAAAABS8/qEsQO2mGUIM/s320/0816011637.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647549113392304210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston just jumped in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P6ib1JABW_c/TmAf6h81bkI/AAAAAAAABSs/VOvrrKVTiwI/s1600/0816011640a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P6ib1JABW_c/TmAf6h81bkI/AAAAAAAABSs/VOvrrKVTiwI/s320/0816011640a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647549023129005634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going down the slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XSlqB6gZ5jU/TmAf6cOdjqI/AAAAAAAABSk/fgU2mjmCzl4/s1600/0816011716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XSlqB6gZ5jU/TmAf6cOdjqI/AAAAAAAABSk/fgU2mjmCzl4/s320/0816011716.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647549021592325794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-so51gyvMiOk/TmAf6P-89tI/AAAAAAAABSc/G88Gg8zK10Q/s1600/0816011716a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-so51gyvMiOk/TmAf6P-89tI/AAAAAAAABSc/G88Gg8zK10Q/s320/0816011716a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647549018306049746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--cJmJwhXMpI/TmAf5kX2J_I/AAAAAAAABSU/v0i9MSvUtBY/s1600/0816011718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--cJmJwhXMpI/TmAf5kX2J_I/AAAAAAAABSU/v0i9MSvUtBY/s320/0816011718.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647549006599301106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three amigos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rsl2muHVo4g/TmAf68uufeI/AAAAAAAABS0/zbPYeev57Cw/s1600/0816011639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rsl2muHVo4g/TmAf68uufeI/AAAAAAAABS0/zbPYeev57Cw/s320/0816011639.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647549030317587938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Teagen and Sean for the fun day. We can't wait until we can see you again Teagen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-4671604491895457673?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/4671604491895457673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=4671604491895457673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/4671604491895457673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/4671604491895457673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/09/scerra-pool.html' title='Scerra Pool'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aVxiJG8xUiU/TmAf_yNSEFI/AAAAAAAABS8/qEsQO2mGUIM/s72-c/0816011637.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-6103206269187392899</id><published>2011-09-01T17:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T17:29:18.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with friends...</title><content type='html'>This is Brandt. He lives across the street from us and has been coming to play with the boys. He is such a nice boy and is so good to play with Boston and Preston. This day we had some fun jumping with the sprinkler on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JSqFDSPT2-w/TmAfBAHsq9I/AAAAAAAABR8/DZLs9xqCfXo/s1600/P8110684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JSqFDSPT2-w/TmAfBAHsq9I/AAAAAAAABR8/DZLs9xqCfXo/s320/P8110684.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647548034795219922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IUmRBXzv0K8/TmAfHga2x6I/AAAAAAAABSE/APRdaletBOM/s1600/P8110688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IUmRBXzv0K8/TmAfHga2x6I/AAAAAAAABSE/APRdaletBOM/s320/P8110688.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647548146544723874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-urXztW34sqw/TmAfH37EFrI/AAAAAAAABSM/joQr9lj6frM/s1600/P8110692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-urXztW34sqw/TmAfH37EFrI/AAAAAAAABSM/joQr9lj6frM/s320/P8110692.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647548152853829298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-6103206269187392899?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/6103206269187392899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=6103206269187392899' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/6103206269187392899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/6103206269187392899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/09/fun-with-friends.html' title='Fun with friends...'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JSqFDSPT2-w/TmAfBAHsq9I/AAAAAAAABR8/DZLs9xqCfXo/s72-c/P8110684.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-7155775634535429862</id><published>2011-09-01T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T17:29:13.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oak City Canyon</title><content type='html'>We were at my mom's for her birthday this year. We decided to all head up the Oak City Canyon. It was so fun. I forgot my camera so here are a couple I took with my phone. Ignore Boston's big jacket. I had not come prepared with warm clothes and it was raining this day, so he had to wear one of my moms jackets. I think he looks pretty cute in it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KORiPhhQohw/TmAhpbdi8rI/AAAAAAAABTE/De8LAdBc4ws/s1600/0731011602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KORiPhhQohw/TmAhpbdi8rI/AAAAAAAABTE/De8LAdBc4ws/s320/0731011602.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647550928352637618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cZ4erqPlGYg/TmAhplMt_eI/AAAAAAAABTM/fCMvgHI7sCY/s1600/0731011717a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cZ4erqPlGYg/TmAhplMt_eI/AAAAAAAABTM/fCMvgHI7sCY/s320/0731011717a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647550930966412770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-7155775634535429862?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/7155775634535429862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=7155775634535429862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/7155775634535429862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/7155775634535429862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/09/oak-city-canyon.html' title='Oak City Canyon'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KORiPhhQohw/TmAhpbdi8rI/AAAAAAAABTE/De8LAdBc4ws/s72-c/0731011602.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-5221087817723681007</id><published>2011-09-01T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T17:29:08.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Without Training Wheels?</title><content type='html'>Gary decided to take the training wheels off the boys bikes to see if they could learn to ride. So far we have had no luck, but they looked so cute I had to post this pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fhv_pGkhIE4/TmAenynN-TI/AAAAAAAABR0/a8dQtbnFXyE/s1600/P8040683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fhv_pGkhIE4/TmAenynN-TI/AAAAAAAABR0/a8dQtbnFXyE/s320/P8040683.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647547601672599858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-5221087817723681007?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/5221087817723681007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=5221087817723681007' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/5221087817723681007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/5221087817723681007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/09/without-training-wheels.html' title='Without Training Wheels?'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fhv_pGkhIE4/TmAenynN-TI/AAAAAAAABR0/a8dQtbnFXyE/s72-c/P8040683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-4493659427471789000</id><published>2011-09-01T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T17:29:03.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cowabunga Bay</title><content type='html'>Also at the end of July we were able to go on a little vacation with all my family. I did not get very many pictures but we all had a fun time. Thanks mom and dad for the awesome time. We started out at a hotel in West Valley. It had a huge swimming pool with a kids area, a 3 story water slide and a hot tub. No pictures here though. The next morning we headed to Cowabunga Bay. It is a water park right of the freeway in South Jordan. We had a blast. My boys are not big fans of the water but got a little more brave and spent the entire day in the lazy river. They did go on a couple of the slides but we spent the rest of the time just floating the lazy river. I was so proud of them though that they enjoyed that as we had not been able to get them to do any water activities so far in the summer.&lt;br /&gt;Gary, Boston and Preston in the lazy river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QPvZ9BBQzqI/TmAa2J71AuI/AAAAAAAABRE/Oj_G_bONXCA/s1600/P7260678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QPvZ9BBQzqI/TmAa2J71AuI/AAAAAAAABRE/Oj_G_bONXCA/s320/P7260678.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647543450404717282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary and Boston coming down one of the slides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t1XGJhbKkdQ/TmAddwRdiNI/AAAAAAAABRk/0roIlGsHNFg/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t1XGJhbKkdQ/TmAddwRdiNI/AAAAAAAABRk/0roIlGsHNFg/s320/014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647546329734154450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Preston coming down the slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5szHN_4AchA/TmAddnwcm2I/AAAAAAAABRc/41FA3wObyM0/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5szHN_4AchA/TmAddnwcm2I/AAAAAAAABRc/41FA3wObyM0/s320/013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647546327448197986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary and I had not done any of the other slides so at the end of the day we left the boys to dry off and we went to try some. When we came back this is how the boys were. They had just crashed and were sound asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XlGFw7pvjYo/TmAdd9Ul8UI/AAAAAAAABRs/HtidlFSfhWQ/s1600/P7260682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XlGFw7pvjYo/TmAdd9Ul8UI/AAAAAAAABRs/HtidlFSfhWQ/s320/P7260682.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647546333236949314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-4493659427471789000?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/4493659427471789000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=4493659427471789000' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/4493659427471789000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/4493659427471789000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/09/cowabunga-bay.html' title='Cowabunga Bay'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QPvZ9BBQzqI/TmAa2J71AuI/AAAAAAAABRE/Oj_G_bONXCA/s72-c/P7260678.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-5867854261319296815</id><published>2011-09-01T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T12:19:13.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Knudsen Family get together...</title><content type='html'>At the end of July all the Knudsen side of the family was able to get together. This was the first time all the cousins had been there at the same time so it was fun for all the kids to get to play. &lt;br /&gt;Playing on the slip and slide.&lt;br /&gt;Cute Chaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GvpYQ9B4T_k/TmAYExk1AsI/AAAAAAAABQk/2ZUfjBWBJs0/s1600/P7230638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GvpYQ9B4T_k/TmAYExk1AsI/AAAAAAAABQk/2ZUfjBWBJs0/s320/P7230638.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647540403028951746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston and Preston were still actually really scarred of the water at this point of the summer so they wouldn't really do the slip and slide. This was they closest they would get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mA0c5JIu4YY/TmAYFPbT70I/AAAAAAAABQs/8qcjWtgglU8/s1600/P7230636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mA0c5JIu4YY/TmAYFPbT70I/AAAAAAAABQs/8qcjWtgglU8/s320/P7230636.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647540411042099010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t9Erg0V8wkI/TmAX8ibb2rI/AAAAAAAABQc/b6V1K4k7ciM/s1600/P7230642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t9Erg0V8wkI/TmAX8ibb2rI/AAAAAAAABQc/b6V1K4k7ciM/s320/P7230642.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647540261524069042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the cousins. Tyler, Connor, Sage, Teagen, Boston, Preston, and Chaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ci0n4AR0Dk0/TmAX8X-BpHI/AAAAAAAABQU/XZaPBTwBLag/s1600/P7230649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ci0n4AR0Dk0/TmAX8X-BpHI/AAAAAAAABQU/XZaPBTwBLag/s320/P7230649.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647540258716361842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again all the cousins looking good after church.&lt;br /&gt;Tyler, Chaz, Teagen, Preston, Sage, Boston and Connor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9aK69KKZPKM/TmAX8BAqGKI/AAAAAAAABQM/0cNPnZnIdGk/s1600/P7230655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9aK69KKZPKM/TmAX8BAqGKI/AAAAAAAABQM/0cNPnZnIdGk/s320/P7230655.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647540252553386146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston and Preston with the Roddy bunch: Sage, Ty and Connor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CSK4EGgvNEc/TmAX8JtxhEI/AAAAAAAABQE/XFQ1h72MmeU/s1600/P7230657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CSK4EGgvNEc/TmAX8JtxhEI/AAAAAAAABQE/XFQ1h72MmeU/s320/P7230657.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647540254890099778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1yVQyArSg/TmAX74_z29I/AAAAAAAABP8/dKe5AdXKuqE/s1600/P7230659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cw1yVQyArSg/TmAX74_z29I/AAAAAAAABP8/dKe5AdXKuqE/s320/P7230659.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647540250402347986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday afternoon we went for a nice drive up Provo canyon. We went to a nice little spot where we could sit in the shade and the kids could play in the water.&lt;br /&gt;Cute Sagie. Poor thing she is the only girl in the crazy bunch of boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cFGUSlS7Jzs/TmAXRBptNbI/AAAAAAAABPs/RQa5I3eQ7Co/s1600/P7240667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cFGUSlS7Jzs/TmAXRBptNbI/AAAAAAAABPs/RQa5I3eQ7Co/s320/P7240667.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647539513991181746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston finally being brave and putting his feet in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-98sdTyREIMY/TmAXQ3FUmeI/AAAAAAAABPk/jO4Vqv8-FLM/s1600/P7240669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-98sdTyREIMY/TmAXQ3FUmeI/AAAAAAAABPk/jO4Vqv8-FLM/s320/P7240669.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647539511154219490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary sitting with the kids taking a look a beautiful Bridal Veil Falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sse4qHO-vXY/TmAXQ0Nn6vI/AAAAAAAABPc/bbW_RKMs1Ck/s1600/P7240671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sse4qHO-vXY/TmAXQ0Nn6vI/AAAAAAAABPc/bbW_RKMs1Ck/s320/P7240671.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647539510383733490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ty and Gary taking a little hike up the falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zwx3ovvJq-o/TmAXQsC0-yI/AAAAAAAABPU/FLxwzoO5xPE/s1600/P7240673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zwx3ovvJq-o/TmAXQsC0-yI/AAAAAAAABPU/FLxwzoO5xPE/s320/P7240673.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647539508190968610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so fun to spend time with everyone. We were sad Steve couldn't make it and hope we can see him soon. It is so nice when then kids get to play together since we don't see these cousins as often as we would like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-5867854261319296815?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/5867854261319296815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=5867854261319296815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/5867854261319296815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/5867854261319296815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/09/knudsen-family-get-together.html' title='Knudsen Family get together...'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GvpYQ9B4T_k/TmAYExk1AsI/AAAAAAAABQk/2ZUfjBWBJs0/s72-c/P7230638.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-964723268184974838</id><published>2011-09-01T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T17:28:52.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel Moroni</title><content type='html'>So back in July they were putting the Angel Moroni and the Brigham City Temple. So of course we wanted to go watch. Well it ended up being a horrible day (weather wise). We went and sat for about 2 hours in the rain only to have it clear right at noon when they were to start but then the wind started blowing. We sat there for about another hour, so total 3 hours and there was no sign of them starting. They had to delay for the wind. Boston and Preston and finally had it so we decided to go. By the time we got home (5 minutes) the wind had stopped and they put the angel on. We missed it but went up later to get a look.&lt;br /&gt;Here we are sitting in the rain. Luckily I had the umbrella in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vLGh4T94G7A/TmAVp_X9NmI/AAAAAAAABOs/GCXlCBqthbM/s1600/P7110608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vLGh4T94G7A/TmAVp_X9NmI/AAAAAAAABOs/GCXlCBqthbM/s320/P7110608.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647537743853336162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston got pretty bored. Here they are being silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OehDYunmPbY/TmAVqF2eKjI/AAAAAAAABO8/qIKQkjFPFKI/s1600/P7110617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OehDYunmPbY/TmAVqF2eKjI/AAAAAAAABO8/qIKQkjFPFKI/s320/P7110617.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647537745591937586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tqOvOk0E1T8/TmAVp9GpsWI/AAAAAAAABO0/GDm4Jr37vpU/s1600/P7110615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tqOvOk0E1T8/TmAVp9GpsWI/AAAAAAAABO0/GDm4Jr37vpU/s320/P7110615.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647537743243882850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we went back up to see it I let the boys play in the irrigation ditch for a bit. They had so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U1KvUlPg78c/TmAVqQabOiI/AAAAAAAABPE/fTbedtvH_RI/s1600/P7120624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U1KvUlPg78c/TmAVqQabOiI/AAAAAAAABPE/fTbedtvH_RI/s320/P7120624.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647537748427094562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QMZGmXaIL5k/TmAVqq-leKI/AAAAAAAABPM/0fmL03eaU9g/s1600/P7120620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QMZGmXaIL5k/TmAVqq-leKI/AAAAAAAABPM/0fmL03eaU9g/s320/P7120620.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647537755558082722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been so neat to have the temple being built so close. We are about six blocks to the west and get to see it every time we go to Smith's. The boys have loved it. We can't wait for the open house when it is done. What a blessing it will be to have the temple so close.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-964723268184974838?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/964723268184974838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=964723268184974838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/964723268184974838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/964723268184974838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/09/angel-moroni.html' title='Angel Moroni'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vLGh4T94G7A/TmAVp_X9NmI/AAAAAAAABOs/GCXlCBqthbM/s72-c/P7110608.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-3345800637060398502</id><published>2011-09-01T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T17:28:46.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>This year for the 4th we were able to spend part of the day in Delta and then we headed up to Gary's parents because this is also Ernie's birthday. &lt;br /&gt;We went to the Delta parade. The kids loved it and loved all the candy they were able to get.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the parade. Our Pace family crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8z57HU_Exjc/TmATwBd0WRI/AAAAAAAABOU/cVJdhjfWaDQ/s1600/P7030599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8z57HU_Exjc/TmATwBd0WRI/AAAAAAAABOU/cVJdhjfWaDQ/s320/P7030599.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647535648470751506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rylee and Preston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pQ9b0-s0sOs/TmAT93ViuuI/AAAAAAAABOc/pO5jSYgAvEg/s1600/P7030605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pQ9b0-s0sOs/TmAT93ViuuI/AAAAAAAABOc/pO5jSYgAvEg/s320/P7030605.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647535886269856482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston, Taylor, Rylee and Preston watching the parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YmdyzNYfYts/TmAT-PVcAJI/AAAAAAAABOk/-Pd2g-EfIIw/s1600/P7030606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YmdyzNYfYts/TmAT-PVcAJI/AAAAAAAABOk/-Pd2g-EfIIw/s320/P7030606.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647535892711866514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly I did not get any pictures at Gary's parent house. But we enjoyed celebrating Ernie's b-day with a bbq and ice cream cake from Cold Stone (so yummy).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-3345800637060398502?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/3345800637060398502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=3345800637060398502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/3345800637060398502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/3345800637060398502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/09/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8z57HU_Exjc/TmATwBd0WRI/AAAAAAAABOU/cVJdhjfWaDQ/s72-c/P7030599.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-574202782550411356</id><published>2011-09-01T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T17:28:40.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool dude.</title><content type='html'>One day while we were at my parents house Boston was having some fun playing with the hose. Doesn't he look so cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1h-eWfPzXVs/TmATQ66UpMI/AAAAAAAABOM/nwfihoAPtjM/s1600/P7020596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1h-eWfPzXVs/TmATQ66UpMI/AAAAAAAABOM/nwfihoAPtjM/s320/P7020596.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647535114135315650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-574202782550411356?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/574202782550411356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=574202782550411356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/574202782550411356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/574202782550411356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/09/cool-dude.html' title='Cool dude.'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1h-eWfPzXVs/TmATQ66UpMI/AAAAAAAABOM/nwfihoAPtjM/s72-c/P7020596.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-5670996785507417883</id><published>2011-09-01T16:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T17:28:35.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hogel Zoo</title><content type='html'>On our way down to my parents house for the 4th of July we decided to take the boys to the zoo. They had been wanting to do it all year. I wish we would have done it earlier because man was it hot. But we all had a lot of fun. My mom and dad were nice enough to come up and go with us because that was one thing the boys wanted. They had asked if grandma and grandpa could come and of course my parents couldn't say no.&lt;br /&gt;They have an amazing bird show where all these different birds can do tricks. This was one of the macaw's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RBokmqDU4tc/TmARg9olufI/AAAAAAAABN8/rwqIy-wJvWA/s1600/P6300586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RBokmqDU4tc/TmARg9olufI/AAAAAAAABN8/rwqIy-wJvWA/s320/P6300586.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647533190720895474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Boston on the Carousel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ipJioERyeow/TmARgrCrKrI/AAAAAAAABN0/TY3Qc5S1IQs/s1600/P6300582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ipJioERyeow/TmARgrCrKrI/AAAAAAAABN0/TY3Qc5S1IQs/s320/P6300582.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647533185730030258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston and my mom on the Carousel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v5b6-dDGERo/TmARgXSxyuI/AAAAAAAABNs/3iUo1WppI2U/s1600/P6300580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v5b6-dDGERo/TmARgXSxyuI/AAAAAAAABNs/3iUo1WppI2U/s320/P6300580.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647533180428864226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have been doing something with dinosaurs at the zoo. So here we are in front of one of the life size dinosaurs. This was this first and only one that they would have anything to do with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-65pO3u7KeGo/TmARgRf9J_I/AAAAAAAABNk/gm7dxAMQ2Uw/s1600/P6300578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-65pO3u7KeGo/TmARgRf9J_I/AAAAAAAABNk/gm7dxAMQ2Uw/s320/P6300578.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647533178873522162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the baby elephant. It was too cute. And it was amazing. It could do a head stand and all sorts of different tricks. Did not know an elephant could do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UdfFittpOLY/TmARhA9qo9I/AAAAAAAABOE/ayjZp_oR7r8/s1600/P6300595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UdfFittpOLY/TmARhA9qo9I/AAAAAAAABOE/ayjZp_oR7r8/s320/P6300595.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647533191614604242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-5670996785507417883?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/5670996785507417883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=5670996785507417883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/5670996785507417883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/5670996785507417883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/09/hogel-zoo.html' title='The Hogel Zoo'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RBokmqDU4tc/TmARg9olufI/AAAAAAAABN8/rwqIy-wJvWA/s72-c/P6300586.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-7235468035901701632</id><published>2011-09-01T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T17:28:30.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boston's Surgery</title><content type='html'>Back in June, Boston got his tonsils taken out. We had not had any problems with them but they were huge. I had first noticed them back in December when I was brushing his teeth. We went to the ENT and he said they were big but like not quite big enough to remove. So we set up a follow up appt. in April to have one more check. This time they were even bigger. They were just about touching in the middle. So they said this time that they did need to come out. &lt;br /&gt;We went in in the morning and waited for our turn. When they were just about ready to take him they gave him some Versed to calm him down. When they went to take him he wasn't hysterical or anything like I expected but he did cry for me to stay with him. It was a little heart breaking and I may have cried just a little. When they brought him back from recovery he was kind of awake and just crawled into my arms where I held him for about two hours. He just kept on sleeping. Finally maybe three hours after he had come back we got him to wake up enough to eat some ice cream and drink some juice and they let us go. He was so good the whole time. I don't think he even cried at all except for the part when they were taking him. He was so glad to be home. This is the first time that him and Preston had really ever been away from each other for a long period of time. They were so happy to see each other. Boston wanted Preston by his side for everything and Preston catered to everything Boston wanted or needed. That night they went out to throw some water balloons together and while they were waiting for me to fill them up Boston was just sitting there rubbing Preston's head so happy to be with them. I love that they love each other so much. We were so blessed. Boston did not have any problems while healing and was up and at it in days.&lt;br /&gt;Here is Boston and Gary while we were waiting for Boston to be taken back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MQoFzwFbTcY/TmARAsl69iI/AAAAAAAABNc/aqmCudf9eMk/s1600/P6200570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MQoFzwFbTcY/TmARAsl69iI/AAAAAAAABNc/aqmCudf9eMk/s320/P6200570.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647532636390487586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-7235468035901701632?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/7235468035901701632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=7235468035901701632' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/7235468035901701632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/7235468035901701632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/09/bostons-surgery.html' title='Boston&apos;s Surgery'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MQoFzwFbTcY/TmARAsl69iI/AAAAAAAABNc/aqmCudf9eMk/s72-c/P6200570.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-7464697495972783764</id><published>2011-09-01T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T17:28:22.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberry Day's Rodeo</title><content type='html'>Back around Father's Day I think we were down at Gary's parents house. Sean, Gary's brother, had his son, Teagen, for the weekend and asked if we would want to go with them to the Strawberry Day's Rodeo. We went and had a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;Boston had not taken a nap that day so here he is asleep during the rodeo on Gary's lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FIptDxYHP_s/TmANtZYAzlI/AAAAAAAABM8/vj1UFobYKU8/s1600/P6180569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FIptDxYHP_s/TmANtZYAzlI/AAAAAAAABM8/vj1UFobYKU8/s320/P6180569.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647529006279478866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Preston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Co2X_GA0yKU/TmANtiFjTBI/AAAAAAAABNE/0jdtj5zIK1U/s1600/P6180568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Co2X_GA0yKU/TmANtiFjTBI/AAAAAAAABNE/0jdtj5zIK1U/s320/P6180568.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647529008617966610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my favorite part of the night. They brought out the baby horses and their mothers. These are the future horses for the rodeo. They were so cute. And they just ran around the arena right by their mothers. So sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wU7McY9xbvs/TmAODnc8hkI/AAAAAAAABNM/-RREGq1w-uY/s1600/P6180565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wU7McY9xbvs/TmAODnc8hkI/AAAAAAAABNM/-RREGq1w-uY/s320/P6180565.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647529388015388226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FAuw53LYMIo/TmAOEL5OqtI/AAAAAAAABNU/Zlql4Z8SjM8/s1600/P6180566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FAuw53LYMIo/TmAOEL5OqtI/AAAAAAAABNU/Zlql4Z8SjM8/s320/P6180566.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647529397797694162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-7464697495972783764?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/7464697495972783764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=7464697495972783764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/7464697495972783764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/7464697495972783764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/09/strawberry-days-rodeo.html' title='Strawberry Day&apos;s Rodeo'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FIptDxYHP_s/TmANtZYAzlI/AAAAAAAABM8/vj1UFobYKU8/s72-c/P6180569.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-4493858888511993323</id><published>2011-09-01T15:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T17:27:36.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired boys</title><content type='html'>I can't even remember what we had done this day but obviously it was a tiring day. I came out and found all three boys asleep like this. Too funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G4Zq1yFRhvw/TmAMUB1jupI/AAAAAAAABMU/tkVJGFe2mDk/s1600/P6110560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G4Zq1yFRhvw/TmAMUB1jupI/AAAAAAAABMU/tkVJGFe2mDk/s320/P6110560.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647527470952594066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-4493858888511993323?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/4493858888511993323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=4493858888511993323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/4493858888511993323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/4493858888511993323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/09/tired-boys.html' title='Tired boys'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G4Zq1yFRhvw/TmAMUB1jupI/AAAAAAAABMU/tkVJGFe2mDk/s72-c/P6110560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-743151334060366885</id><published>2011-09-01T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T17:27:24.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bird Refuge</title><content type='html'>Back at the beginning of the summer Gary was going out into the back yard and the was like 50 birds going crazy up in the trees squawking at something. Then a cat ran out across the back yard. So Gary went out further to see what was going on. He found two little birds down on the tennis court that couldn't fly. The cat had somehow gotten them out of the tree and the other birds were squawking to scare the cat away. Gary didn't know what to do with the birds and didn't want the cat to come back and get them. So he put them in the trampoline and zipped it up. I did not really like this because birds are gross and we have no idea how to take care of them. So I thought for sure they would be there for a few days and die of starvation or something. But Gary could not just let them die, he had to try something. The next morning it was crazy, Gary went out to check on them and other birds were flying down and bringing them food. Luckily they weren't tiny little babies and were able to fly away about two days later. Here are the little birds and their destruction of the trampoline. It was pretty gross to get all that bird poop off the tramp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhAdibsyU6w/TmAK1TeOGxI/AAAAAAAABMM/QD9RNqFQCJs/s1600/P6120562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhAdibsyU6w/TmAK1TeOGxI/AAAAAAAABMM/QD9RNqFQCJs/s320/P6120562.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647525843598973714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-743151334060366885?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/743151334060366885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=743151334060366885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/743151334060366885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/743151334060366885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/09/bird-refuge.html' title='Bird Refuge'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhAdibsyU6w/TmAK1TeOGxI/AAAAAAAABMM/QD9RNqFQCJs/s72-c/P6120562.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-1128328480609473278</id><published>2011-08-24T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T07:23:23.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncreative Mind</title><content type='html'>Ok so I need some help. I am trying to plan our Relief Society's Super Saturday. I am having a really hard time coming up with ideas for the projects. Have any of you done anything in the past that you have loved or seen any projects out there that you think "hey I would love to do that." I will take any suggestions: past projects, good websites, etc. Thanks to all who comment. I am so uncreative and this is really not my thing so I need all the help I can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-1128328480609473278?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/1128328480609473278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=1128328480609473278' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/1128328480609473278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/1128328480609473278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/08/uncreative-mind.html' title='Uncreative Mind'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-2564143086353373438</id><published>2011-07-10T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T08:00:42.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Preston</title><content type='html'>OK so I think I have some photos to blog but I am too lazy to do it. Preston said something funny at the store on Friday that I had to write down so that I don't forget. We were at the grocery store and Boston and Preston were riding in one of those car things that are on the front of the cart. This lady looked down and said "how cute." To which Preston said "See mom people love us". It was too funny. The lady heard too and I could hear her laughing as we walked away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-2564143086353373438?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/2564143086353373438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=2564143086353373438' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/2564143086353373438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/2564143086353373438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/07/funny-preston.html' title='Funny Preston'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-304336830532059484</id><published>2011-06-06T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T19:52:35.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Park Day</title><content type='html'>We finally have had a few days with sunshine. This day wasn't necessarily warm but the sun was at least shining and we were able to have a good time at the park. The boys really enjoyed it, which is not always the case, so I had to take a few pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-clY2yEtfJXw/Te2R8WF19aI/AAAAAAAABL8/mm0P_r-I3Gc/s1600/P6010556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-clY2yEtfJXw/Te2R8WF19aI/AAAAAAAABL8/mm0P_r-I3Gc/s320/P6010556.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615304776309142946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H0_UMljwWoA/Te2RwCZTMGI/AAAAAAAABL0/x995OI_R3z4/s1600/P6010556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H0_UMljwWoA/Te2RwCZTMGI/AAAAAAAABL0/x995OI_R3z4/s320/P6010556.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615304564863610978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MsBkjc1X674/Te2RvjfSljI/AAAAAAAABLs/FMefcWPL_VQ/s1600/P6010555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MsBkjc1X674/Te2RvjfSljI/AAAAAAAABLs/FMefcWPL_VQ/s320/P6010555.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615304556567238194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-our3--VfKrg/Te2RvdzhN5I/AAAAAAAABLk/_wVMSpeabhA/s1600/P6010552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-our3--VfKrg/Te2RvdzhN5I/AAAAAAAABLk/_wVMSpeabhA/s320/P6010552.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615304555041470354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TRfm83btYe4/Te2RvBQYrWI/AAAAAAAABLc/Rc2JggWEjZY/s1600/P6010549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TRfm83btYe4/Te2RvBQYrWI/AAAAAAAABLc/Rc2JggWEjZY/s320/P6010549.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615304547377917282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KPhogmULuao/Te2RuiDll2I/AAAAAAAABLU/4ndhw4DDEk0/s1600/P6010548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KPhogmULuao/Te2RuiDll2I/AAAAAAAABLU/4ndhw4DDEk0/s320/P6010548.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615304539002738530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-304336830532059484?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/304336830532059484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=304336830532059484' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/304336830532059484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/304336830532059484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/06/park-day.html' title='Park Day'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-clY2yEtfJXw/Te2R8WF19aI/AAAAAAAABL8/mm0P_r-I3Gc/s72-c/P6010556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-8229256645422381098</id><published>2011-06-06T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T19:44:14.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Soccer Game</title><content type='html'>The boys had their last soccer game a couple weeks ago. They had such a fun season and enjoyed playing so much. They really got into it too. We had a couple games at the beginning that Boston decided to cry and not play. But then with a little bribery (a water gun from the $1 store) he got right back into it. They had such a great coach which helped so much. He was so nice and so patient with the kids. The last couple games Preston kept telling "I love Josh (their coach)" it was too cute. Except next year they think that I need to be the coach. So we will see. I know next to nothing about soccer. I guess it doesn't really matter too much though at this age. Here are a few pics of their last game.&lt;br /&gt;The team. Josh Mason, coach, Preston, Christian, Joran and Boston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i5ch6BMxpfo/Te2OvNEuuFI/AAAAAAAABLM/sAG_MDzkHO0/s1600/P5200540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i5ch6BMxpfo/Te2OvNEuuFI/AAAAAAAABLM/sAG_MDzkHO0/s320/P5200540.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615301252015372370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston going in for the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ms3xO9-evU/Te2OrJoKYiI/AAAAAAAABLE/pqrnCQ7hPv4/s1600/P5200542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ms3xO9-evU/Te2OrJoKYiI/AAAAAAAABLE/pqrnCQ7hPv4/s320/P5200542.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615301182370767394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston going for a goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Auf2iJN1Ff4/Te2OpLKL5yI/AAAAAAAABK8/sz3UzXvZdso/s1600/P5200543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Auf2iJN1Ff4/Te2OpLKL5yI/AAAAAAAABK8/sz3UzXvZdso/s320/P5200543.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615301148422170402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston getting ready to run and Boston turned to run the wrong way. According to Preston this is how Mario runs superfast so that is how he has to run so he can run super fast too. I love how the little boy is looking at Preston like "what in the heck are you doing".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ISv7iRVVgyE/Te2OooAag_I/AAAAAAAABK0/ANAlQOFXTZg/s1600/P5200544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ISv7iRVVgyE/Te2OooAag_I/AAAAAAAABK0/ANAlQOFXTZg/s320/P5200544.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615301138985944050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-8229256645422381098?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/8229256645422381098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=8229256645422381098' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/8229256645422381098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/8229256645422381098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/06/last-soccer-game.html' title='Last Soccer Game'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i5ch6BMxpfo/Te2OvNEuuFI/AAAAAAAABLM/sAG_MDzkHO0/s72-c/P5200540.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-6985204235082965543</id><published>2011-05-19T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T11:18:18.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of Preschool</title><content type='html'>Today was Boston and Preston's last day of preschool. It has been such a good year and they have had so much fun and have loved every minute of it. One day I was telling Boston that school was going to be over and he started to cry and said he wanted to keep going. They had such great teachers, who were so nice and so patient with all the little ones. Today they did a little program where they sang and few songs they had learned and showed how they knew the pledge of allegiance. Preston did so good and sat with his class and sang the songs. Boston got a little shy when he realized all the parents were there watching and would not go sit with the class. Finally when we got him to go sit down he just sat there with a frown and would not participate. Oh well. Here is a few pictures from the day. Boston still happy before he realized everyone was watching him. &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dulptNVMavM/TdVVyXInURI/AAAAAAAABKk/NBmT82a6vEk/s1600/P5180528.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608483234651787538 border=0 alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dulptNVMavM/TdVVyXInURI/AAAAAAAABKk/NBmT82a6vEk/s320/P5180528.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Preston waiting to sing some songs. &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GW9R5lG-_aA/TdVVyJ0CWDI/AAAAAAAABKc/n0TCkRL8zgA/s1600/P5180529.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608483231075817522 border=0 alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GW9R5lG-_aA/TdVVyJ0CWDI/AAAAAAAABKc/n0TCkRL8zgA/s320/P5180529.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; This is when Boston finally went to sit with the class. Notice how unhappy he is. And that is their best friend from class, Nash, sitting next to Preston. &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xCXr8kvRwRw/TdVVx7rfSQI/AAAAAAAABKU/7Gs15tRIHFw/s1600/P5180532.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608483227281869058 border=0 alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xCXr8kvRwRw/TdVVx7rfSQI/AAAAAAAABKU/7Gs15tRIHFw/s320/P5180532.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Boston and Preston with Miss Wendy. &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eo-ef6Xe19I/TdVVxvvMxqI/AAAAAAAABKM/wkvgrpn6X2o/s1600/P5180533.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608483224076207778 border=0 alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eo-ef6Xe19I/TdVVxvvMxqI/AAAAAAAABKM/wkvgrpn6X2o/s320/P5180533.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Boston and Preston with Miss Cris. &lt;A 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=6985204235082965543' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/6985204235082965543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/6985204235082965543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/05/last-day-of-preschool.html' title='Last day of Preschool'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dulptNVMavM/TdVVyXInURI/AAAAAAAABKk/NBmT82a6vEk/s72-c/P5180528.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-8307006388360771011</id><published>2011-05-19T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T10:32:56.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Field Trip</title><content type='html'>Last week Boston and Preston's pre-school class went on a field trip to Hardy Farms which is a dairy farm here in Brigham City. They got to see how they milked the cows, saw the mother cows about to give birth, and some baby calves. Preston's favorite part were the baby calves. Boston favorite part were the baby calves and"Red" the farmers dog that followed him everywhere. The dog was very friendly and Boston loved petting it and wanted it to come and walk by him. While we were there I had to answer some questions from Preston that I was not prepared for or expecting that day. When we went to see the pregnant mother cows there was one there that the farmer thought would give birth at anytime during that day. Well Preston noticed it's utters. They were really swollen and he asked why they were so big. I tried to explain that it was about to have a baby and that is where the baby would eat from when it was born. Then he asked me where the baby calf was going to come from. He asked "Is it going to come out by its mouth or back there by its butt" I explained what end it would come out and he was ok with my answer. Luckily that is as far as the questioning went. I know someday I will really need to have better answers but that day I was not quite ready for him to be asking me it. I just thought it was kind of a funny story though that maybe I would like to remember. &lt;br /&gt;Boston and Preston would not stand anywhere near the cows and would not let me take their picture by one. According to Preston that is too gross to have your picture taken by a cow. But they each wanted to take a picture of a cow themselves. So here are the pictures that they took to remember their field trip.&lt;br /&gt;Preston's  picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XUA6RlmtGII/TdVTqWo-yOI/AAAAAAAABJ8/LG6oa_wp78U/s1600/P5090525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XUA6RlmtGII/TdVTqWo-yOI/AAAAAAAABJ8/LG6oa_wp78U/s320/P5090525.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608480898056898786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston's picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aPBambI5-cQ/TdVTp2phb1I/AAAAAAAABJ0/jvsfcLz1khU/s1600/P5090527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aPBambI5-cQ/TdVTp2phb1I/AAAAAAAABJ0/jvsfcLz1khU/s320/P5090527.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608480889469235026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-8307006388360771011?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/8307006388360771011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=8307006388360771011' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/8307006388360771011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/8307006388360771011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/05/field-trip.html' title='Field Trip'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XUA6RlmtGII/TdVTqWo-yOI/AAAAAAAABJ8/LG6oa_wp78U/s72-c/P5090525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-7526779165572361371</id><published>2011-03-29T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T09:01:41.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer</title><content type='html'>So I know it has been a long time since I have blogged. I wish I had an excuse but mostly I am just lazy. Also this winter here in Brigham is killing me. We have mostly been holed up in the house and I haven't taken many pictures. &lt;br /&gt;This last weekend though the boys started playing their first year of soccer. I was a little nervous because they both can be a little shy around other people so I didn't know if they would go out with the coach and the other kids. But their coach was a really nice guy and they went right out with him and started practicing and didn't look back to us once. I was so proud of them. They spent the majority of the game kind of just running around in circles. Preston I think was a little timid to go in and get the ball from the other kids so he kind of just stayed on the outside of the circle. Boston in the last quarter I think started to get the hang of it and actually dribbled the ball down and kicked a goal but it just missed off to the side. They had so much fun and ask me everyday when they get to play soccer. &lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures of the day.&lt;br /&gt;Boston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WIznJsRKvOQ/TZIA5NsyjXI/AAAAAAAABJk/L1J9XLZYhgk/s1600/P3250481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WIznJsRKvOQ/TZIA5NsyjXI/AAAAAAAABJk/L1J9XLZYhgk/s320/P3250481.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589531070450273650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0DZd2TpOqUo/TZIAz6bGBhI/AAAAAAAABJc/hAUDpVjZrQM/s1600/P3250483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0DZd2TpOqUo/TZIAz6bGBhI/AAAAAAAABJc/hAUDpVjZrQM/s320/P3250483.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589530979376432658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston and Preston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mUgWHQzEZCY/TZIAzvnk_sI/AAAAAAAABJU/PzF1cjz4mdM/s1600/P3250484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mUgWHQzEZCY/TZIAzvnk_sI/AAAAAAAABJU/PzF1cjz4mdM/s320/P3250484.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589530976476004034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready for the first kick off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yZGsr64u5O0/TZIAzDG2NZI/AAAAAAAABJM/deu1JBOTYQg/s1600/P3250485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yZGsr64u5O0/TZIAzDG2NZI/AAAAAAAABJM/deu1JBOTYQg/s320/P3250485.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589530964527560082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston just threw the ball in from out of bounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9vP2LzSD4PE/TZIAyuKV72I/AAAAAAAABJE/NXBg4DRkp4M/s1600/P3250486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9vP2LzSD4PE/TZIAyuKV72I/AAAAAAAABJE/NXBg4DRkp4M/s320/P3250486.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589530958905077602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston throwing the ball in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7xvx0WuiVZY/TZIAyXn1-II/AAAAAAAABI8/9EkMKkSkl1k/s1600/P3250487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7xvx0WuiVZY/TZIAyXn1-II/AAAAAAAABI8/9EkMKkSkl1k/s320/P3250487.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589530952854796418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the game we went down to Gary's parents house for the rest of the weekend. Gary's brother had his boys for the week and Boston and Preston wanted to get to play with them. Boston and Preston love getting to play with Teagen and are always asking when we will get to see him. They had fun playing soccer, jumping on the trampoline and playing the Wii.&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of all the boys.&lt;br /&gt;Boston, Teagen, Preston and Chaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iGLQDqGdPtA/TZIB68__x2I/AAAAAAAABJs/Ouf8OobJ9Lk/s1600/P3260493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iGLQDqGdPtA/TZIB68__x2I/AAAAAAAABJs/Ouf8OobJ9Lk/s320/P3260493.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589532199838795618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-7526779165572361371?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/7526779165572361371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=7526779165572361371' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/7526779165572361371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/7526779165572361371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/03/soccer.html' title='Soccer'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WIznJsRKvOQ/TZIA5NsyjXI/AAAAAAAABJk/L1J9XLZYhgk/s72-c/P3250481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-1469687437901237792</id><published>2011-03-29T08:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T08:39:46.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preston's Animals</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to share this picture of how Preston likes to sleep with his stuffed animals. This picture you can't really tell but I think he has 4 or 5 animals and since this picture was taken he has added to his collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k1jpbQV3CNU/TZH9KcGuj1I/AAAAAAAABI0/vtOK3Mj_N4w/s1600/P3110478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k1jpbQV3CNU/TZH9KcGuj1I/AAAAAAAABI0/vtOK3Mj_N4w/s320/P3110478.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589526968328425298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-1469687437901237792?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/1469687437901237792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=1469687437901237792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/1469687437901237792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/1469687437901237792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/03/preston.html' title='Preston&apos;s Animals'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k1jpbQV3CNU/TZH9KcGuj1I/AAAAAAAABI0/vtOK3Mj_N4w/s72-c/P3110478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-9008715805367885824</id><published>2011-03-29T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T08:36:21.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Men</title><content type='html'>This picture was taken awhile ago in January. We had a good snow fall and the boys wanted to build some snow men. These were actually the first snow men that they had ever built so it was fun for them to have that experience. The bigger snow man was Boston and Gary's and the smaller one was the one that Preston and I did, but Preston did not want to stand by it to get his picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-72OiTJqPm6k/TZH8HHkZkfI/AAAAAAAABIs/RR_scxeBpac/s1600/P1250446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-72OiTJqPm6k/TZH8HHkZkfI/AAAAAAAABIs/RR_scxeBpac/s320/P1250446.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589525811764498930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Knn4IDelYY/TZH8G_zN9MI/AAAAAAAABIk/EhbnlJ9fp1A/s1600/P1250444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Knn4IDelYY/TZH8G_zN9MI/AAAAAAAABIk/EhbnlJ9fp1A/s320/P1250444.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589525809679168706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-9008715805367885824?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/9008715805367885824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=9008715805367885824' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/9008715805367885824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/9008715805367885824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/03/snow-men.html' title='Snow Men'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-72OiTJqPm6k/TZH8HHkZkfI/AAAAAAAABIs/RR_scxeBpac/s72-c/P1250446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-3181222058182590601</id><published>2011-01-05T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T13:13:31.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>We had a fun New Year with my parents this year. Boston and Preston actually stayed up until the New Year, they even beat out my dad who went to bed earlier. New Year's Eve we had a wonderful dinner and watched Tooth Fairy (a little on the dumb side but the boys seemed to enjoy it.) Then we waited until midnight and wathced the ball drop in Time's Square on TV. On New Year's day Erin and her family came up. We wanted to take the kids sledding but once we found a hill it was so bitter cold out that the kids would not go. So my mom took them all back to my Grandma's house to warm up. So me, Gary, Erin, Jon and my dad all had a fun time sledding. I totally forgot my camera though so we did not get any picture of the sledding. Here are a couple pictures though from the weekend. &lt;br /&gt;Boston and Preston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTeq5AB5MI/AAAAAAAABIQ/Sr4PmncmnpQ/s1600/PC310439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTeq5AB5MI/AAAAAAAABIQ/Sr4PmncmnpQ/s320/PC310439.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558812668518851778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston and Preston with Grandpa and Grandma Pace and Grandma McIntyre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTeqmuFFiI/AAAAAAAABII/ZU-8_Zlhasg/s1600/PC310440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTeqmuFFiI/AAAAAAAABII/ZU-8_Zlhasg/s320/PC310440.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558812663611725346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-3181222058182590601?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/3181222058182590601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=3181222058182590601' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/3181222058182590601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/3181222058182590601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTeq5AB5MI/AAAAAAAABIQ/Sr4PmncmnpQ/s72-c/PC310439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-8836700538311627362</id><published>2011-01-05T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T13:04:42.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Family</title><content type='html'>Here we are all together acutally ready for Church on time. We had to capture a picture together as I think it is the only one of all of us together this Christmas weekend.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTcu6BvpKI/AAAAAAAABIA/Xyj4FjGXRLo/s1600/PC250436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTcu6BvpKI/AAAAAAAABIA/Xyj4FjGXRLo/s320/PC250436.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558810538490700962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-8836700538311627362?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/8836700538311627362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=8836700538311627362' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/8836700538311627362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/8836700538311627362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/01/our-family.html' title='Our Family'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTcu6BvpKI/AAAAAAAABIA/Xyj4FjGXRLo/s72-c/PC250436.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-8943354869262640918</id><published>2011-01-05T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T13:01:10.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chritmas 2010</title><content type='html'>We had such a great Christmas this year. We went to Gary's parents house this year. We have been trying to stay home for Christmas but two things brought us down for Christmas. First Gary went out the day after Thanksgiving to look at deals. The main gift he bought for the boys took up the whole back of the car so we had to leave it there at Jean and Ernies. Second, Sean had Teagen and Chaz this year for Christmas so we wanted the boys to be able to go and play with them. We don't get to see them very often and Boston and Preston are always missing Teagen and wanting to know when we get to go see him. So we took this opportunity to spend a few days playing with him. &lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of our day. Boston and Preston got very spoiled by Santa, and both their grandma's and grandpa's. &lt;br /&gt;Here is the tree after Santa had come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTWdS5GzTI/AAAAAAAABGo/CWRRvYNRrvw/s1600/PC240388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTWdS5GzTI/AAAAAAAABGo/CWRRvYNRrvw/s320/PC240388.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558803638857944370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the kids except Chaz in front of the tree waiting to open presents. They were getting a little anxious as we had to wait for Uncle Paul to get over. But they did so good to wait. I don't think on Christmas morning I could have waited for anything before I started opening presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTWc35hwCI/AAAAAAAABGg/rwX9aAT-IvY/s1600/PC240395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTWc35hwCI/AAAAAAAABGg/rwX9aAT-IvY/s320/PC240395.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558803631611953186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Boston with his Kung Zhu pet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTWcmuY4JI/AAAAAAAABGY/wiTqpHQ9TRE/s1600/PC240402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTWcmuY4JI/AAAAAAAABGY/wiTqpHQ9TRE/s320/PC240402.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558803627001831570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston and Preston with their new MarioKart game from Uncle Steve. I think this was their most favorite present this year. The next couple days were spent with all the boys (big and small) playing this together. Man if I had only known I could have just bought this and been done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTWcDUzW6I/AAAAAAAABGQ/IskEcbruHEU/s1600/PC240415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTWcDUzW6I/AAAAAAAABGQ/IskEcbruHEU/s320/PC240415.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558803617499274146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tent and tunnel from Uncle Paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTWb-qHyoI/AAAAAAAABGI/AN-_MBa0mO8/s1600/PC240418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTWb-qHyoI/AAAAAAAABGI/AN-_MBa0mO8/s320/PC240418.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558803616246516354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big hit and the only thing that they had wanted from Santa for a long time until we talked them into what we had bought for their main gift. These were from Grandma and Grandpa Pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTTN_90mhI/AAAAAAAABGA/r9fbVEUgMPk/s1600/PC240420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTTN_90mhI/AAAAAAAABGA/r9fbVEUgMPk/s320/PC240420.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558800077544528402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gift from Grandma and Grandpa Knudsen. This was a big hit with all them kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTTNhfXWkI/AAAAAAAABF4/hzZT6Cufb4k/s1600/PC240421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTTNhfXWkI/AAAAAAAABF4/hzZT6Cufb4k/s320/PC240421.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558800069363718722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their main gift. You can't really tell from the picture but Boston was jumping up and down with excitement. Preston was still trying to get every piece of wrapping paper off before he realized what it was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTTNe6ZI4I/AAAAAAAABFw/UctmqKD4r_4/s1600/PC240424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTTNe6ZI4I/AAAAAAAABFw/UctmqKD4r_4/s320/PC240424.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558800068671775618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston finally taking a look. I think he was pretty excited as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTTNOz_9YI/AAAAAAAABFo/ibCY-PyvEyE/s1600/PC240425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTTNOz_9YI/AAAAAAAABFo/ibCY-PyvEyE/s320/PC240425.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558800064349992322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here they both are in front of their main gift from Santa. An air hockey/tennis table. I am so glad Santa brought this. The boys were having a hard time deciding what they wanted beside the pillow pets. The only disappointment was that I thought it was air hockey/fuse ball (the soccer game)so I had been telling the boys to ask Santa for a soccer table. Oops. So Preston later said he was sad because he didn't get the soccer game. But he soon got over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTTNHc3m-I/AAAAAAAABFg/yO0KWyFOEls/s1600/PC240427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTTNHc3m-I/AAAAAAAABFg/yO0KWyFOEls/s320/PC240427.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558800062373927906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys had many, many more presents from mom and dad, Santa, Grandma's and Grandpa's, and Uncle Sean. Gary and I were spoiled as well. We got money from both of our parents. Gary's parents gave us a really nice, warm blanket. And all of Gary's brothers gave us a gift as well. &lt;br /&gt;It was so nice to see Gary's family for Christmas. We missed having Laurie, Jack, Ty, Connor and Sage. Wished you guys could have been there. &lt;br /&gt;We had such a nice day just relaxing. Like I said most of the day was spent playing MarioKart and other games that the boys had received. We ended the day by watching Despicable Me. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone who helped make our Christmas so special. We are so grateful for all of our family members and love each one of them. I am so grateful for Gary, Boston and Preston. We are so blessed with everything we have in our life. And most importantly at this time of year I am so thankful for the birth of Jesus Christ, his life and his Atoning sacrifice that he made for me. I am so thankful for the gospel and would be so lost without all of its teachings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-8943354869262640918?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/8943354869262640918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=8943354869262640918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/8943354869262640918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/8943354869262640918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/01/chritmas-2010.html' title='Chritmas 2010'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTWdS5GzTI/AAAAAAAABGo/CWRRvYNRrvw/s72-c/PC240388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-2896909329930576762</id><published>2011-01-05T12:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T13:05:41.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here are a few pictures of Teagen and Chaz. Again we are so glad they were able to come. We love to see them. Chaz took a little time to warm up but he started to, so we were glad that we got to be around him for a longer time. He was too cute and loved to play peek-a-boo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTbZxGAOzI/AAAAAAAABH4/FB8QyAEIxVE/s1600/PC240397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTbZxGAOzI/AAAAAAAABH4/FB8QyAEIxVE/s320/PC240397.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558809075803765554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTbZhyrzcI/AAAAAAAABHw/vWTLQnXN3Qk/s1600/PC240399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTbZhyrzcI/AAAAAAAABHw/vWTLQnXN3Qk/s320/PC240399.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558809071696203202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTbZR8OP6I/AAAAAAAABHo/xGOFkeSO_mE/s1600/PC240400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTbZR8OP6I/AAAAAAAABHo/xGOFkeSO_mE/s320/PC240400.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558809067441242018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTbZMwUyaI/AAAAAAAABHg/-YfAKS4HGKA/s1600/PC240403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTbZMwUyaI/AAAAAAAABHg/-YfAKS4HGKA/s320/PC240403.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558809066049161634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTbY1QMMDI/AAAAAAAABHY/7Tk2YDcjESE/s1600/PC240406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTbY1QMMDI/AAAAAAAABHY/7Tk2YDcjESE/s320/PC240406.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558809059740364850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTauJ2zRGI/AAAAAAAABHQ/kQp-EuVHwNk/s1600/PC240412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTauJ2zRGI/AAAAAAAABHQ/kQp-EuVHwNk/s320/PC240412.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558808326536643682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTat6Ug-LI/AAAAAAAABHI/esJ1xbmgcRY/s1600/PC240413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTat6Ug-LI/AAAAAAAABHI/esJ1xbmgcRY/s320/PC240413.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558808322366306482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTato9MlhI/AAAAAAAABHA/ag3UtNIWxX8/s1600/PC240414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTato9MlhI/AAAAAAAABHA/ag3UtNIWxX8/s320/PC240414.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558808317705098770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTatATuw3I/AAAAAAAABG4/KAB1GWb5Qos/s1600/PC240416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTatATuw3I/AAAAAAAABG4/KAB1GWb5Qos/s320/PC240416.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558808306793759602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTas_giC8I/AAAAAAAABGw/QIjFr8o5gy4/s1600/PC240417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTas_giC8I/AAAAAAAABGw/QIjFr8o5gy4/s320/PC240417.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558808306579016642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-2896909329930576762?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/2896909329930576762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=2896909329930576762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/2896909329930576762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/2896909329930576762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2011/01/here-are-few-pictures-of-teagen-and.html' title=''/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TSTbZxGAOzI/AAAAAAAABH4/FB8QyAEIxVE/s72-c/PC240397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-8765884541523618394</id><published>2010-12-23T15:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T15:10:38.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TRPWo7glJKI/AAAAAAAABFY/wQOQpPWbGcQ/s1600/PC040369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TRPWo7glJKI/AAAAAAAABFY/wQOQpPWbGcQ/s320/PC040369.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554018764135408802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not do a very good job at getting Christmas cards out to everyone this year. So we just want to wish everyone a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! We hope everyone is doing well and has a wonderful day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-8765884541523618394?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/8765884541523618394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=8765884541523618394' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/8765884541523618394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/8765884541523618394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!!'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TRPWo7glJKI/AAAAAAAABFY/wQOQpPWbGcQ/s72-c/PC040369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-4179518942039837669</id><published>2010-12-07T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T16:47:48.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Leaves</title><content type='html'>This is a little late. About a month or so ago we spent a Saturday raking leaves out in the yard. The boys had so much fun. They have really been enjoying the changing of the seasons. One day when we were driving over to Logan I looked back at Preston and he was just staring wide eyed out the window. I asked him what he was looking at and he said that he was just looking at all the pretty leaves. It was so cute to see his fascination with it. He also did the same thing when we drove over one day and the ground was covered in snow.&lt;br /&gt;But here are some picture of Boston and Preston enjoying the piles of leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TP7VboSthvI/AAAAAAAABFM/vpAjwa3q5Gs/s1600/PB060346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TP7VboSthvI/AAAAAAAABFM/vpAjwa3q5Gs/s320/PB060346.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548106461616113394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TP7VPT5q1NI/AAAAAAAABFE/pUqH3dNHW-g/s1600/PB060349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TP7VPT5q1NI/AAAAAAAABFE/pUqH3dNHW-g/s320/PB060349.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548106249983939794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TP7VO6Xp08I/AAAAAAAABE8/TsDoHNOyLwY/s1600/PB060350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TP7VO6Xp08I/AAAAAAAABE8/TsDoHNOyLwY/s320/PB060350.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548106243130381250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TP7VN1KaB5I/AAAAAAAABE0/k6g7F-OlVFU/s1600/PB060353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TP7VN1KaB5I/AAAAAAAABE0/k6g7F-OlVFU/s320/PB060353.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548106224552773522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TP7VNcWpKoI/AAAAAAAABEs/WN65srSFa7k/s1600/PB060356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TP7VNcWpKoI/AAAAAAAABEs/WN65srSFa7k/s320/PB060356.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548106217893210754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TP7VM1qDwCI/AAAAAAAABEk/9k2Y9h-Klrc/s1600/PB060358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TP7VM1qDwCI/AAAAAAAABEk/9k2Y9h-Klrc/s320/PB060358.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548106207505661986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-4179518942039837669?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/4179518942039837669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=4179518942039837669' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/4179518942039837669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/4179518942039837669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2010/12/fall-leaves.html' title='Fall Leaves'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TP7VboSthvI/AAAAAAAABFM/vpAjwa3q5Gs/s72-c/PB060346.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-2543088809428784826</id><published>2010-11-11T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T22:35:12.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Boy</title><content type='html'>So I just had to share this picture of Boston that I found on my camera the other day. I am not sure if Boston took it of himself or if Preston took it. It was just in a bunch of pictures that they had taken of each other without me knowing they even had the camera.&lt;br /&gt;I just thought this picture was so funny. Most of the time we get a sweet Boston but every now and then this side comes out in him and he is a little crazy. But man do I love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNzf9Cz8HKI/AAAAAAAABEc/VDg1LGPWNhY/s1600/PA190290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNzf9Cz8HKI/AAAAAAAABEc/VDg1LGPWNhY/s320/PA190290.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538547881578601634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-2543088809428784826?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/2543088809428784826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=2543088809428784826' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/2543088809428784826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/2543088809428784826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2010/11/crazy-boy.html' title='Crazy Boy'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNzf9Cz8HKI/AAAAAAAABEc/VDg1LGPWNhY/s72-c/PA190290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-6439491463531013912</id><published>2010-11-04T09:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T09:28:26.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!!</title><content type='html'>We had a really fun Halloween this year. The boys were really into it this year and were so excited to get everything set up. We had to put the Halloween decorations up before September even got over because they would not leave me alone about it. And now they are so sad that the decorations are gone. Preston keeps asking when we are going to put up the Christmas tree and decorations. So who knows we may be one of those families that have Christmas up long before Thanksgiving is even over. I am hoping to hold out as long as possible though. &lt;br /&gt;We started off our Halloween weekend by going Trick-or-Treating at Gary's office. They got so much candy there we really could have been set with just that. Then that night we headed to Grandma and Grandpa Knudsen's. Where of course they were spoiled with candy, pumpkin cookies and pumpkin bread. While we were there we carved some pumpkins. This was the first time we did this with the boys and they really enjoyed it. Two of the pumpkins came from our own garden which was another first for us. However I should note that it was actually Gary and I that did the carving. Boston and Preston picked out what they wanted but then when we started cleaning out the insides they would not even try to touch it. They still were so excited with the results. It has been a long time since I have carved a pumpkin and it was kind of fun seeing the results. &lt;br /&gt;These are the pumpkins that we grew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLXzAhnjYI/AAAAAAAABC0/L1vZ1VjUlpE/s1600/PA110232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLXzAhnjYI/AAAAAAAABC0/L1vZ1VjUlpE/s320/PA110232.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535724163306065282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLXbCboJNI/AAAAAAAABCs/y0jMTtb2Dk0/s1600/PA110231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLXbCboJNI/AAAAAAAABCs/y0jMTtb2Dk0/s320/PA110231.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535723751500948690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are together starting the carving. I look so ugly in this picture but I had to post it because everyone else looked good and it was the only one we got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLXZj8aKYI/AAAAAAAABCM/aTqAo3mDlKM/s1600/PA290306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLXZj8aKYI/AAAAAAAABCM/aTqAo3mDlKM/s320/PA290306.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535723726137076098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pumpkin I did. I was pretty proud with how it turned out. I think it is the best pumpkin I have ever carved. This was also Boston's pumpkin from the garden and his choice of what face he wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLXam0elhI/AAAAAAAABCc/iFpzIYMdnTE/s1600/PA290313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLXam0elhI/AAAAAAAABCc/iFpzIYMdnTE/s320/PA290313.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535723744088987154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary did this ghost one. It was Preston's pumpkin and his choice of what he wanted carved on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLXZ7qsGQI/AAAAAAAABCU/KZTxA-Z2OmE/s1600/PA290312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLXZ7qsGQI/AAAAAAAABCU/KZTxA-Z2OmE/s320/PA290312.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535723732505204994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Gary did this Woody one. He wanted to do a Woody and Buzz Lightyear for B &amp; P since that is what there costumes were but they ended up not wanting to do that and picked the others. So Gary bought another pumpkin and did Woody. We were going to do Buzz too but just did not end up having enough time. I thought this was pretty good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLXa4lQHGI/AAAAAAAABCk/OkFO67mCWqU/s1600/PA290321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLXa4lQHGI/AAAAAAAABCk/OkFO67mCWqU/s320/PA290321.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535723748856962146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we headed down to Grandma and Grandpa Pace's for their Halloween Party. Again Boston and Preston were so excited for this. About two weeks before Halloween I got tired of them asking if today was Halloween so we started marking off the days on a calendar so they could count. They were so excited when the last day was checked off. Grandma had a fun treasure hunt for them and a pumpkin pinata. Then we went trick-or-treating around Leamington. Between the candy they got from Gary's office, the pinata, the treasure hunt, Grandma Knudsen and trick-or-treating we are over flowing with candy. I have a feeling we won't be able to finish it all.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was at my mom and dad's except Kara and her family. They had come down but then Tanna got the stomach flu so they left before everyone got there. We sure missed you guys but do appreciate you for not getting the rest of us sick. &lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures from the night.&lt;br /&gt;Woody aka Preston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLbZL2VLsI/AAAAAAAABDc/6cStozKlJss/s1600/PA300335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLbZL2VLsI/AAAAAAAABDc/6cStozKlJss/s320/PA300335.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535728117715644098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buzz Lightyear aka Boston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLbYlw_uUI/AAAAAAAABDU/bO41jnSjRM8/s1600/PA300333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLbYlw_uUI/AAAAAAAABDU/bO41jnSjRM8/s320/PA300333.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535728107492718914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Rylee the two fairies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLbYafOI_I/AAAAAAAABDM/kIlBzUk55ZY/s1600/PA300331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLbYafOI_I/AAAAAAAABDM/kIlBzUk55ZY/s320/PA300331.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535728104465376242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rylee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLbYNq2xjI/AAAAAAAABDE/EUPOvfTT65o/s1600/PA300327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLbYNq2xjI/AAAAAAAABDE/EUPOvfTT65o/s320/PA300327.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535728101024515634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the beautiful Snow White aka Taylor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLbXxAjHcI/AAAAAAAABC8/5XE0CNH7rp8/s1600/PA300323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLbXxAjHcI/AAAAAAAABC8/5XE0CNH7rp8/s320/PA300323.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535728093330873794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here the kids are getting ready to do the pinata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLcYB3RcBI/AAAAAAAABEE/VP4o7IhRdWg/s1600/PA300342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLcYB3RcBI/AAAAAAAABEE/VP4o7IhRdWg/s320/PA300342.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535729197366997010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary and I. He was a tooth and I was the tooth fairy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLcX-PKGNI/AAAAAAAABD8/8vasuc-G6D4/s1600/PA300340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLcX-PKGNI/AAAAAAAABD8/8vasuc-G6D4/s320/PA300340.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535729196393437394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erin and Jon the hillbillies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLcXhYdMjI/AAAAAAAABD0/unVE_vmku2k/s1600/PA300339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLcXhYdMjI/AAAAAAAABD0/unVE_vmku2k/s320/PA300339.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535729188647809586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captain Jack Sparrow with Woody and Buzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLcXR4FezI/AAAAAAAABDs/1-8FcwzjG2g/s1600/PA300337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLcXR4FezI/AAAAAAAABDs/1-8FcwzjG2g/s320/PA300337.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535729184485505842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus as Captain Jack Sparrow and Maria as a hillbilly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLcXdTke9I/AAAAAAAABDk/eLDPRGqEmEk/s1600/PA300338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLcXdTke9I/AAAAAAAABDk/eLDPRGqEmEk/s320/PA300338.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535729187553573842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad in their costumes. My mom had on a poodle skirt which I didn't capture too good but it was so cute. And my dad was her "nerdy boyfriend".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLdKyUMApI/AAAAAAAABEM/fpNaXgCkm2w/s1600/PA300343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLdKyUMApI/AAAAAAAABEM/fpNaXgCkm2w/s320/PA300343.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535730069366637202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is Preston with the Witch Grandma Mc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLdLI6OdtI/AAAAAAAABEU/Zr5ad84s_AY/s1600/PA300345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLdLI6OdtI/AAAAAAAABEU/Zr5ad84s_AY/s320/PA300345.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535730075431761618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-6439491463531013912?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/6439491463531013912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=6439491463531013912' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/6439491463531013912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/6439491463531013912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!!'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TNLXzAhnjYI/AAAAAAAABC0/L1vZ1VjUlpE/s72-c/PA110232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-5270807347535864152</id><published>2010-10-07T18:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T19:17:19.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY BOSTON AND PRESTON!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Boston and Preston's 4th Birthday. I can not believe they are 4 years old. Seriously where has the time gone? I think they had a pretty good day. They started out the morning going to the dentist for the 1st time ever. Aren't I such an awesome mom to plan that on their b-day. I didn't get any pictures but they did so good. I thought they might have a hard time but neither one of them cried and they both hopped in the chair and had their turn getting their teeth cleaned. Then we went and got birthday balloons. They each got to choose the one they wanted. Here they are with their balloons. &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK50s56MjwI/AAAAAAAABAA/lOrXudX82P8/s1600/IMG_3480.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525482107638157058 border=0 alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK50s56MjwI/AAAAAAAABAA/lOrXudX82P8/s320/IMG_3480.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK50sgXk4lI/AAAAAAAAA_4/cWp00aY1f5Q/s1600/IMG_3482.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525482100782064210 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK50sgXk4lI/AAAAAAAAA_4/cWp00aY1f5Q/s320/IMG_3482.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; We then came home and made cupcakes. This year their theme for their b-day is Toy Story. So we used cupcake wrappers with Woody and Buzz and then put star tooth picks in the top with Woody and Buzz as well. They were so excited for the cupcakes and really enjoyed eating them. Here they are in their birhtday hats. &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK514_6qMBI/AAAAAAAABAQ/rfQ8wjAlad8/s1600/IMG_3495.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525483414920769554 border=0 alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK514_6qMBI/AAAAAAAABAQ/rfQ8wjAlad8/s320/IMG_3495.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK514ALM8TI/AAAAAAAABAI/oz6e2BmJOTE/s1600/IMG_3494.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525483397810286898 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK514ALM8TI/AAAAAAAABAI/oz6e2BmJOTE/s320/IMG_3494.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Here are the cupcakes. Which I have to say I think look alright. I have difficuty with making cakes and even cupcakes but I think these looked pretty good. They are decorated with red and blue frosting which are Preston (blue) and Boston's (red) favorite colors right now. &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK515hmx_BI/AAAAAAAABAY/TmSOVnMyRIw/s1600/IMG_3491.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525483423964199954 border=0 alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK515hmx_BI/AAAAAAAABAY/TmSOVnMyRIw/s320/IMG_3491.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; And here they are pretending to take big bites out of the cupcakes. &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK5153yESCI/AAAAAAAABAg/_A6F8Kt8ldw/s1600/IMG_3488.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525483429917116450 border=0 alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK5153yESCI/AAAAAAAABAg/_A6F8Kt8ldw/s320/IMG_3488.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; And here they are after they had enjoyed most of their cupcakes. &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK5240ZVQiI/AAAAAAAABAw/XcHTrRo3ILU/s1600/IMG_3500.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525484511339823650 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK5240ZVQiI/AAAAAAAABAw/XcHTrRo3ILU/s320/IMG_3500.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK524j5MoRI/AAAAAAAABAo/--zrPOgOJQ4/s1600/IMG_3498.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525484506910073106 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK524j5MoRI/AAAAAAAABAo/--zrPOgOJQ4/s320/IMG_3498.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; After we enjoyed the cupcakes Gary and I took them to Fat Cats for some bowling and arcade games. They had a lot of fun. Preston beat everyone. Boston kept saying all afternoon "That was a good game of bowling." &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK53vcNw45I/AAAAAAAABBA/3CRe3ibNeoY/s1600/IMG_3504.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525485449741656978 border=0 alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK53vcNw45I/AAAAAAAABBA/3CRe3ibNeoY/s320/IMG_3504.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK53vDs0uOI/AAAAAAAABA4/c6st9-t-kAk/s1600/IMG_3503.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525485443161045218 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK53vDs0uOI/AAAAAAAABA4/c6st9-t-kAk/s320/IMG_3503.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; We took a drive up Ogden canyon to enjoy the pretty fall leaves but Boston and Preston fell asleep. So Gary and I just enjoyed the beautiful drive. Then when we got home they opened some presents from Gary and I. Here is Boston with the dollar he got from Grandma and Grandpa Knudsen in the mail. He was pretty excited about it and has already spent it on a "Line Chocolate" (that is what they call Kit Kat's) and a little bag of Funyuns (our new favorite chips). &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK54sn7qv_I/AAAAAAAABBI/sictX6_cGVg/s1600/IMG_3505.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525486500859002866 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK54sn7qv_I/AAAAAAAABBI/sictX6_cGVg/s320/IMG_3505.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Here they are with their new bat and their new and 1st baseball mits. &lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK56OF2mj9I/AAAAAAAABB4/yZpw9_6BtIc/s1600/IMG_3506.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525488175338131410 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK56OF2mj9I/AAAAAAAABB4/yZpw9_6BtIc/s320/IMG_3506.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Opening a present. &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK55pqyzu3I/AAAAAAAABBw/Evk5l3bg_0A/s1600/IMG_3507.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525487549599169394 border=0 alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK55pqyzu3I/AAAAAAAABBw/Evk5l3bg_0A/s320/IMG_3507.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; It was a baseball tee, a net to throw the ball against and the bases. Can you tell we are trying to create some little baseball stars! &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK55pWuwhbI/AAAAAAAABBo/8KTQOB3fM30/s1600/IMG_3508.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525487544213472690 border=0 alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK55pWuwhbI/AAAAAAAABBo/8KTQOB3fM30/s320/IMG_3508.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Opening another present. LEGOS. &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK55osrz-qI/AAAAAAAABBg/fzbAUYKuv_4/s1600/IMG_3510.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525487532926827170 border=0 alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK55osrz-qI/AAAAAAAABBg/fzbAUYKuv_4/s320/IMG_3510.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Here is Preston showing off his LEGOS. &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK55oJ9nEbI/AAAAAAAABBY/_skdBqTJ39Y/s1600/IMG_3512.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525487523606237618 border=0 alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK55oJ9nEbI/AAAAAAAABBY/_skdBqTJ39Y/s320/IMG_3512.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; And Boston thinking he is pretty strong by holding his on his head. &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK55n6hNF6I/AAAAAAAABBQ/Jkvh7WWimVk/s1600/IMG_3511.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525487519460562850 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK55n6hNF6I/AAAAAAAABBQ/Jkvh7WWimVk/s320/IMG_3511.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; They have been loving to build with the LEGOS. But I think Gary is enjoying it even more. Now I know why he wanted to get them for the boys for their b-day. They had a really fun day but sadly this is how our day ended. Just had to share this picture, because it actully quite funny as to why he is crying. Here the story: When the day was winding down and we were about to get them ready for bed, Preston sat down on my lap and asked if he was 4. I said yes and then out of nowhere he started crying saying he wanted to go back to 3. He didn't want to be 4. I seriously don't know where it came from because all day he had proudly been telling people it was his birthday and that he was 4. Isn't it a little young to be worried about getting older. Here is the picture and then a little video of him crying about it. &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK57qidRUEI/AAAAAAAABCA/sBQKHXFc9Lg/s1600/IMG_3516.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525489763564474434 border=0 alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK57qidRUEI/AAAAAAAABCA/sBQKHXFc9Lg/s320/IMG_3516.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-adc1636dfcf79c08" 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://v17.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dadc1636dfcf79c08%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331087335%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D74F86D288DA975CC002D5CF3BAED9212CBD4B006.48B1D81F46BCF9CE40F19B937EB5971801A3A7BE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dadc1636dfcf79c08%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwBcSt1G-5Nxc9rXyyBVjfl7-FeE&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://v17.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dadc1636dfcf79c08%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331087335%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D74F86D288DA975CC002D5CF3BAED9212CBD4B006.48B1D81F46BCF9CE40F19B937EB5971801A3A7BE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dadc1636dfcf79c08%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwBcSt1G-5Nxc9rXyyBVjfl7-FeE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston was cute too. He kept asking if he was 4 today. I would tell him yes and then he would say he wasn't getting bigger. I kept trying to explain you just grow a little everyday but he wanted to know why he wasn't bigger that day. So I had one crying to go back to being 3 and the other wanted to know why he wasn't any bigger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think they had a pretty good day and we are going to continue the celebrating by having a Birthday Party on Saturday with most of our family. They can't wait and keep asking when everyone is coming. &lt;br /&gt;We sure love you Boston and Preston. We are so blessed to have you both in our lives. You are both so unique and bring something different and special to our family. Daddy and Mommy love you so much. Happy Birthday!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-5270807347535864152?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/5270807347535864152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=5270807347535864152' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/5270807347535864152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/5270807347535864152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-birthday-boston-and-preston.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY BOSTON AND PRESTON!!!'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TK50s56MjwI/AAAAAAAABAA/lOrXudX82P8/s72-c/IMG_3480.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-5165620980066573837</id><published>2010-09-08T06:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T07:18:12.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Preschool</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Boston and Preston had their first day of preschool. I can not believe how big they are getting. We have been talking about preschool with them since June when I signed them up. Every time I would ask them if they were excited to go they would say yes but would ask if I would come with them. When I would tell them I wouldn't be coming then they would say they didn't want to go. Well we just kept talking about it and the more we did the more excited they got for it. Yesterday as they were getting ready they were both so excited and happy to go. Well we got their and Preston did so good. He walked right in and hung up his back pack and acted like he had been doing this for a long time. The boys have been watching a lot of Calliou lately and their was one where his preschool went for a field trip to pick apples. So Preston went right up to his teacher and asked "Are we going for a nature walk to pick apples." I think she was a little confused by what he wanted but said not today. Boston however shied up as soon as we walked in. He hid behind my legs and was hanging on for dear life. The teacher tried to take him and he started to cry but I just walked out knowing he would be fine. When I came back to get them two hours later and they were both nothing but smiles. They had so much fun and can not wait to go back. I was so proud of them for staying. I knew they would enjoy it but sometimes they take a little time to warm up. I was so surprised by how well Preston did when he just walked in. I was also so surprised with myself, no crying. It was close when I had to walk away listening to Boston cry, but I didn't do it. Gary asked me what I did with my free time. I said I watched a little TV, washed some dishes and did some laundry, my usual morning routine. But it was so nice to be able to do a few things without be interrupted. Usually I have two boys asking me for drinks and snacks (like 10,000 times in an hour), needing help with something, having to break up fights. It was a little weird though to have the peace and quiet. But something I will definitely enjoy. Here are some pictures of my handsome boys all ready for school. Don't they look so grown up all of a sudden?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TIeaX-WO7OI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/UcyVvaBvfdA/s1600/P9060218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TIeaX-WO7OI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/UcyVvaBvfdA/s320/P9060218.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514546005402381538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Boston at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TIeaYQpdRwI/AAAAAAAAA_g/gXo5sK2lKdc/s1600/P9060220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TIeaYQpdRwI/AAAAAAAAA_g/gXo5sK2lKdc/s320/P9060220.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514546010314852098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Preston at school. I don't know what it up with the creepy smile but it was the only picture I got of him alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TIeaY35XolI/AAAAAAAAA_o/f35GdiWJzro/s1600/P9060221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TIeaY35XolI/AAAAAAAAA_o/f35GdiWJzro/s320/P9060221.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514546020850573906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-5165620980066573837?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/5165620980066573837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=5165620980066573837' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/5165620980066573837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/5165620980066573837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-day-of-preschool.html' title='First Day of Preschool'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TIeaX-WO7OI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/UcyVvaBvfdA/s72-c/P9060218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-1450457832051892735</id><published>2010-09-03T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T16:34:55.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>County Fair and Rodeo</title><content type='html'>Last week we took the kids to the county fair and to the rodeo. Boston and Preston found a local Utah channel that played parts of the rodeo. They ask to watch it just about everyday. So when we found out the county fair was coming we decided we could not miss the chance to take them to their first rodeo as well. &lt;br /&gt;First we started out with the rides. Preston would only go on the circus train and the merry go round. Boston decided he wanted to ride a real roller coaster so we went on a little dragon one that goes around. We did not really get any of the roller coaster Boston went on because I was dumb and sat on the outside. So you couldn't even see Boston where Gary was standing to take a picture. The whole time he was on it he looked really scarred. But when we got off he was saying "woo hoo" with his hands in the air and saying it was really fun. I think he was pretty proud of himself for going on it. Later when we were driving home he said "Mom that dragon ride was scarry but it was fun too." I was so proud of him for trying it.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some picture of the rides we went on.&lt;br /&gt;Boston Preston and Isaac on the Circus Train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TIGFQaBmonI/AAAAAAAAA-4/DhefKPFRtbs/s1600/P8260184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TIGFQaBmonI/AAAAAAAAA-4/DhefKPFRtbs/s320/P8260184.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512833935788647026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TIGFPrzIPhI/AAAAAAAAA-w/lRnMjy7_26o/s1600/P8260189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TIGFPrzIPhI/AAAAAAAAA-w/lRnMjy7_26o/s320/P8260189.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512833923379904018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston and Grandpa (with Kara, Tanna and Isaac behind them) on the Merry-Go-Round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TIGFQwjfuGI/AAAAAAAAA_A/5skncTCJFqE/s1600/P8260190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TIGFQwjfuGI/AAAAAAAAA_A/5skncTCJFqE/s320/P8260190.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512833941836380258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston and Isaac on a flying saucer ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TIGFRFkCVlI/AAAAAAAAA_I/mDp9TrF3Gxc/s1600/P8260193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TIGFRFkCVlI/AAAAAAAAA_I/mDp9TrF3Gxc/s320/P8260193.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512833947475793490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the rides we headed to the rodeo. The boys really enjoyed watching it and sat there the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;Here is Boston, Preston and Gary waiting for the rodeo to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TIGF-0vX4OI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/DEGXWCaAxRM/s1600/P8260196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TIGF-0vX4OI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/DEGXWCaAxRM/s320/P8260196.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512834733233922274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-1450457832051892735?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/1450457832051892735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=1450457832051892735' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/1450457832051892735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/1450457832051892735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2010/09/county-fair-and-rodeo.html' title='County Fair and Rodeo'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TIGFQaBmonI/AAAAAAAAA-4/DhefKPFRtbs/s72-c/P8260184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-2561168252667454451</id><published>2010-09-03T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T16:22:10.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First fishing trip</title><content type='html'>My mom and dad came up for the county fair and my dad wanted to go fishing. He invited the boys to come along. We went to a cute little pond and the boys tried out fishing for the first time. They really enjoyed it, especially after they got a hold of Isaac's little fishing pole. We didn't have any luck catching any fish but I don't think they cared. They just had fun throwing in the line and reeling it in. Here are some pictures of my little fishermen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TIGCoAsgiRI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mz3P7LmD4FY/s1600/P8270200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TIGCoAsgiRI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mz3P7LmD4FY/s320/P8270200.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512831042771257618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TIGCnfAy94I/AAAAAAAAA-g/ZQ84VbvGt4c/s1600/P8270197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TIGCnfAy94I/AAAAAAAAA-g/ZQ84VbvGt4c/s320/P8270197.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512831033729546114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-2561168252667454451?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/2561168252667454451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=2561168252667454451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/2561168252667454451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/2561168252667454451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-fishing-trip.html' title='First fishing trip'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TIGCoAsgiRI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mz3P7LmD4FY/s72-c/P8270200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-897954656533548747</id><published>2010-09-03T16:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T16:12:27.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trampoline Campout</title><content type='html'>Or at least an attempted campout. So a few weeks ago the boys said they wanted to sleep out on the trampoline. I thought it would be a fun experience for them and so I said I would if daddy would. So they went and asked Gary and he said yes. So we got all ready for bed, got all our sleeping bags and headed out to the backyard. The boys were loving it. We talked about the moon, the stars, and the clouds that were passing by. Boston and Preston both fell asleep probably at about 10-10:30. I was so tired so I thought I would have no trouble falling asleep. Well I was wrong. That night for some reason it did not cool down like it usually does here. The wind was also blowing so hard. At first I thought maybe that was a good thing and it would help cool it down a little, but no luck, it was a hot wind. So finally at about midnight I called it quits and we carried the boys inside to their beds. As I was laying Preston down in bed he asked why we weren't sleeping outside. I was kind of sad that he noticed but then decided I didn't care much when I was in my nice soft bed. They keep asking when we are going to sleep on the tramp. All I can say is maybe one of these nights when it is cooler we will try it again.&lt;br /&gt;Here they are getting ready for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TIGAcjJwYvI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/fJnnH5I4hVQ/s1600/P8210181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TIGAcjJwYvI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/fJnnH5I4hVQ/s320/P8210181.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512828646839050994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-897954656533548747?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/897954656533548747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=897954656533548747' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/897954656533548747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/897954656533548747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2010/09/trampoline-campout.html' title='Trampoline Campout'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TIGAcjJwYvI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/fJnnH5I4hVQ/s72-c/P8210181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-4467361891997980315</id><published>2010-08-05T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T19:25:27.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leamington</title><content type='html'>After we had spent some time with Gary's family my mom came and got me and I went down to Leamington for the rest of the week. We always have so much fun and it is so nice because the boys spend so much time outside and don't ever seem to be bored. While we were there we got to go to the Res and I floated down the river with Erin, Jon, Marcus and Maria, and Rylee and Taylor. I had not been to the Res or floated down the river in like 10 years. It was so much fun. Here are some pictures from the week.&lt;br /&gt;Taylor and Boston&lt;br /&gt;One morning we looked out and Boston and Taylor were just sitting on this lounge chair together. Boston was talking and Taylor was just listening and watching everything he did. They probably sat there together like this for about 20 minutes. It was so cute. I would have loved to be able to hear what they were talking about. It is also funny because Chloe (the dog) was just sitting there with them waiting for someone to drop some food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFttq5bzLxI/AAAAAAAAA9I/jVjoQZ8uP80/s1600/P7260109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFttq5bzLxI/AAAAAAAAA9I/jVjoQZ8uP80/s320/P7260109.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502111953502547730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day we joined Erin, Jon, Rylee, Taylor, Jon's parents, and some of Rylee's cousins on her other side and went to the Res. For those of you not familiar with the Res it is just a Reservoir built up just outside of Delta where poeple can take their boats or you can just swim in by the beach.&lt;br /&gt;Here is Rylee with her cousin Macy on the tube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFtu9EpW9tI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/7ESTVLZYIxQ/s1600/P7290114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFtu9EpW9tI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/7ESTVLZYIxQ/s320/P7290114.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502113365261481682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFtvLNuZCjI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/lRBIWpfIp-k/s1600/P7290121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFtvLNuZCjI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/lRBIWpfIp-k/s320/P7290121.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502113608216676914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Boston on the boat. I know this is not the greates picture but I thought it was cute one of Boston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFtvakKI0vI/AAAAAAAAA9g/Pyar12OJzzQ/s1600/P7290136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFtvakKI0vI/AAAAAAAAA9g/Pyar12OJzzQ/s320/P7290136.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502113871936672498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston playing in the mud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFtwnRKpTgI/AAAAAAAAA-A/0fMQmk1dPcY/s1600/P7290143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFtwnRKpTgI/AAAAAAAAA-A/0fMQmk1dPcY/s320/P7290143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502115189688454658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston and Preston both finally decided they liked the water and were having so much fum swimming.&lt;br /&gt;Boston swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFtwnAnzCjI/AAAAAAAAA94/Ky3Jm8XCGfw/s1600/P7290154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFtwnAnzCjI/AAAAAAAAA94/Ky3Jm8XCGfw/s320/P7290154.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502115185247324722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFtwmn8J1DI/AAAAAAAAA9w/aqohWwGh8Mc/s1600/P7290155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFtwmn8J1DI/AAAAAAAAA9w/aqohWwGh8Mc/s320/P7290155.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502115178621817906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFtwmdO4u0I/AAAAAAAAA9o/gvqdN3T_aJM/s1600/P7290158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFtwmdO4u0I/AAAAAAAAA9o/gvqdN3T_aJM/s320/P7290158.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502115175747599170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys got to play on grandpa's new swing set with a clubhouse at the top. It was their pirate ship and they had fun looking through the telescope to look for pirates. They wanted their picture taken but they wanted Chloe to be in it with them. She was not too happy to be up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFtxreoyWDI/AAAAAAAAA-I/zRmX4Y0V7iU/s1600/P7310167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFtxreoyWDI/AAAAAAAAA-I/zRmX4Y0V7iU/s320/P7310167.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502116361535641650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we were able to help my mom celebrate her birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFtx9AthToI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/cONoNOGcvOI/s1600/P8010171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFtx9AthToI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/cONoNOGcvOI/s320/P8010171.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502116662740078210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-4467361891997980315?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/4467361891997980315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=4467361891997980315' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/4467361891997980315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/4467361891997980315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2010/08/leamington.html' title='Leamington'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFttq5bzLxI/AAAAAAAAA9I/jVjoQZ8uP80/s72-c/P7260109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-5015532080774802431</id><published>2010-08-05T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T19:02:14.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tyler and Connor get baptized!!</title><content type='html'>On Saturday July 24th our nephews Tyler and Connor were baptized. They were nice enough to wait until they came to Utah to do it so all the family could be there to participate. We were so happy that we could be a part of it. So we headed down to Provo to spend some time with family.&lt;br /&gt;All the kids before the baptism.&lt;br /&gt;Sage, Preston, Teagan, Tyler, Boston and Connor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFtqa_No0AI/AAAAAAAAA8w/V2DeubCax4Y/s1600/P7230092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFtqa_No0AI/AAAAAAAAA8w/V2DeubCax4Y/s320/P7230092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502108381640970242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston, Sage and Preston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFtqaWQmqjI/AAAAAAAAA8o/Wjebwwt4j2k/s1600/P7230094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFtqaWQmqjI/AAAAAAAAA8o/Wjebwwt4j2k/s320/P7230094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502108370647558706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston, Tyler, Preston, Connor and Sage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFtqaLBvD5I/AAAAAAAAA8g/UiwVZ1qxxto/s1600/P7230095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFtqaLBvD5I/AAAAAAAAA8g/UiwVZ1qxxto/s320/P7230095.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502108367632404370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had to add this one of Preston. This was at the end of the baptism and he was ready to go. He was also a little upset because someone had brought some cookies for Tyler and Connor to the baptism and put them right at the front of the room and he had had to stare at them for an hour and a half being told he could not have one because they were for Ty and Connor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFtrjZb2EuI/AAAAAAAAA9A/XNR3zOBLkKk/s1600/P7230101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFtrjZb2EuI/AAAAAAAAA9A/XNR3zOBLkKk/s320/P7230101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502109625630462690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that evening Gary got to go with all his brothers, our brother-in-law Jack and his brother James to do these digglers up at Sundance Ski Resort. They were scooters but with big wheels and they rode them down the hiking and bike paths.&lt;br /&gt;James, Steve, Paul, Jack, and Gary (Sean was taking the picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFtri7cawZI/AAAAAAAAA84/9ipPl1PMMZ4/s1600/P7240103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFtri7cawZI/AAAAAAAAA84/9ipPl1PMMZ4/s320/P7240103.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502109617579803026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that Monday, Boston, Preston and I joined Gary's family to go boating at Deer Creek. I am stupid and forgot my camera so as soon as I get some pictures from my sister-in-law I will get them posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-5015532080774802431?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/5015532080774802431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=5015532080774802431' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/5015532080774802431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/5015532080774802431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2010/08/tyler-and-connor-get-baptized.html' title='Tyler and Connor get baptized!!'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFtqa_No0AI/AAAAAAAAA8w/V2DeubCax4Y/s72-c/P7230092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-884614808668091688</id><published>2010-08-05T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T18:46:09.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Toy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFtpPgXUP2I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/Y85LT17t7yY/s1600/P7080074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFtpPgXUP2I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/Y85LT17t7yY/s320/P7080074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502107084869877602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were staying with Gary's parents we would always go to the next door neighbors and jump on their trampoline. The boys loved it so we told them maybe we could get one when we got into our new house. Well we got settled in Brigham City and they kept begging for a tramp. Preston even said that this wasn't our home because we didn't have a trampline yet. Well we finally gave in and got them one. They love it. We go out and jump about every day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-884614808668091688?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/884614808668091688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=884614808668091688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/884614808668091688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/884614808668091688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-toy.html' title='New Toy'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TFtpPgXUP2I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/Y85LT17t7yY/s72-c/P7080074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-275998556368385653</id><published>2010-07-19T16:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T17:17:19.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PRESTON</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TETiyYeNuKI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/LmUiGCW-0uI/s1600/DSC_0774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TETiyYeNuKI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/LmUiGCW-0uI/s320/DSC_0774.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495766800489363618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess I had better do a post about just Preston since I did one on Boston last week. &lt;br /&gt;I am having a hard time thinking of any funny things that Preston has said lately. I really need to do better at writing things down. He did say something yesterday at church that made us laugh. To set it up, we have had a really hard time getting the boys to go to primary. So I thought a little bribary might help get them used to it. So we set up a sticker chart with a prize at the end of four weeks if they went to primary each week. So they picked out some little toys from Toy Story and we had them waiting. They went to primary with no crying or anything for four weeks and got their toy last Sunday. So yesterday we were in Sacrament and Preston said "I don't want to go to primary today." We said, "You have to go to primary." and he looked at us and said "But I already got my toy" I had a feeling that was going to happen but then when it came time for Primary he went right in without any problems.&lt;br /&gt;A little about Preston: He is still a huge momma's boy. It kind of drives Gary crazy because he is always wanting me. I usually love it but sometimes it does get a little old. He won't even let Gary back out of the garage without throwing a fit because he thinks Gary is going to leave me.  He loves his doggy and blanket. I know I said this about Boston as well but Preston really loves them. He pretty much drags them all over the house. When we go places he has to make sure we are not going to forget them. Recently when we went camping I had to listen for a week to Preston asking if he could take doggy and blanket with them. Whenever he is hurt or upset he cries for doggy. Remember how I said Boston was a poor sport and not the nicest of brothers. Well Preston is the exact opposite. For the most part he is very relaxed about things. Don't get me wrong he gets upset every now and then and can be mean to his brother but for the most part he lets things pass without caring too much. He always takes good care of Boston. He makes sure that no one takes his toys, and when Gary is being rough with Boston, Preston will say be nice to my brother. He also likes to play sports but is not as into them as Boston. He is very good too when he puts his mind to it, but they do not hold his attention for too long. He loves to play games like Memory (which he is very good at, everytime we play he amazes me at the ones he can remember), Chutes and Ladders, and Candyland. He also loves to play the Wii, he is very good at bowling and table tennis on the Sports Resort game. He also loves real bowling. Preston is very loving when he wants to be but does not freely give out the hugs and kisses. A lot of times when I give him kisses he likes to wipe them away. Isn't he a little young to not want my kisses? Right now his favorite movie is Toy Story 2 and any Super Mario movie we can find at redbox. He eats waffles pretty much everyday for breakfast. Every now and then he wants pancakes but then he always goes back to waffles. His favorite lunch right now is Mac and Cheese, he would eat this everyday if I let him. &lt;br /&gt;I love when Preston smiles. His whole face lights up and his eyes seem to smile too. &lt;br /&gt;Preston, mommy and daddy love you so much and are so glad you are a part of our family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-275998556368385653?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/275998556368385653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=275998556368385653' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/275998556368385653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/275998556368385653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2010/07/preston.html' title='PRESTON'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TETiyYeNuKI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/LmUiGCW-0uI/s72-c/DSC_0774.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-5538542329638508147</id><published>2010-07-10T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T15:25:32.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boston</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TDju1Jn1EgI/AAAAAAAAA8I/LWUqybXcliw/s1600/DSC_0751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TDju1Jn1EgI/AAAAAAAAA8I/LWUqybXcliw/s320/DSC_0751.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492402342461772290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is he not just one of the cutest boys you've ever seen. I think so at least, but I know I am biased. Well I have not done very good at writing down the boys milestones or the funny things they say but I was just thinking of some that Boston said recently and thought I would give him his own little post.&lt;br /&gt;Gary and I had just watched Moulin Rouge so I had a song stuck in my head that I couldn't stop singing. It is one where they sign "Someday I'll fly away. Leave all this to yesterday."  I had just sang that line and Boston turned to me and asked "Mommy, why are you going to fly away?" I thought that was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;The next happened when we were driving down to Leamington to see my parents. The boys used to be so good driving in the car. I always thought it was just a myth, the kind of stuff you see in movies, that kids asked every five minutes "ARE WE THERE YET?" We used to come from Las Vegas all the time without hardly a peep. They would just relax and watch a movie or look at a book or do something. But since we have moved to Utah for some reason it has all changed. We still have about a 3 1/2 hour drive to my parents house but the last time we went the boys kept asking about every five minutes, and I promise this is not an exaggeration, if we were there yet. I kept telling them no and that we would be there soon. Well one time when I told them we were not there yet Boston said "My bumb can't sit for this long." He really wanted to get out but we still had another hour to go. Gary and I had a good laugh over that one.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway a few things about Boston. He is such a lover and a fighter. He is by far the meanest out of the two of them. He is always hitting, scratching, whatever to be mean to his brother. But he is also by far the most loving of the two. He always has a hug and a kiss for me whether I am asking for it or not. Whenever he gets into trouble he always turns to me crying and says "I love you mommy, I need a hug." He still loves his doggy and his blanket. He loves to play the Wii. He is very good at sports. He loves just about any sport he can play. He can hit a baseball really far even with daddy pitching over hand. We have yet to sign him up for any team sports though because he is a very poor sport. We are trying to work on that. He has a couple nicknames but the most used are Bossy Bear and B.&lt;br /&gt;Well I just wanted to highlight Boston for the day. I will try to get a little spotlight up of Preston in the next week or so. &lt;br /&gt;We sure love you Boston and are so glad you are a part of our family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-5538542329638508147?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/5538542329638508147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=5538542329638508147' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/5538542329638508147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/5538542329638508147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2010/07/boston.html' title='Boston'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TDju1Jn1EgI/AAAAAAAAA8I/LWUqybXcliw/s72-c/DSC_0751.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-721390165679471597</id><published>2010-06-30T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T14:20:01.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zion's Ponderosa</title><content type='html'>We just got back from a fun weekend down by Zion's Canyon. We went again to a fun resort that we visited 2 years ago called Zion Ponderosa. We went with my family and we all had a great time. The last time we went Gary, me and the boys stayed in a small cabin but this year we decided to tough it out and camp for the weekend. I don't want my boys to grow up never camping and then not want to do it when they are older. So even though I would have much preferred the cabin we stayed in the tent. The boys loved it so I am so glad that we decided to do that. We bought them some little sleeping bags and they were so excited to use them. Preston picked a Buzz Lightyear one and Boston choose a Lightning McQueen one. They carried them around the house for about 2 days anticipating the night they got to sleep in it. Here is a picture of them at the house before we left. &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TCuucUKqRjI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/cU4DIHiyNN8/s1600/P6210008.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488672372354074162 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TCuucUKqRjI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/cU4DIHiyNN8/s320/P6210008.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Once we got to Zion's Ponderosa we pretty much spent every day in the swimming pool. I really wanted to go and check out some of the cool hikes in Zion's Canyon but we never even left the resort, we were having too much fun there. Here is some of the pictures from our time there. Boston trying to play football with the big boys while trying to stay out of the water as much as possible. &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TCuueVd2fCI/AAAAAAAAA5w/VJrnxuBu0-A/s1600/P6240021.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488672407062740002 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TCuueVd2fCI/AAAAAAAAA5w/VJrnxuBu0-A/s320/P6240021.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Preston going down the slide with Grandpa Pace. I did force Boston to go down the slide with me but we did not get a picture. &lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TCuudxQ-UwI/AAAAAAAAA5o/WEksqi4qCvI/s1600/P6240017.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488672397345051394 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TCuudxQ-UwI/AAAAAAAAA5o/WEksqi4qCvI/s320/P6240017.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; The kids at the petting zoo. Preston was really enjoying feeding these goats. &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TCuudT0qnJI/AAAAAAAAA5g/_1Exb27QUjo/s1600/P6240011.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488672389441690770 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TCuudT0qnJI/AAAAAAAAA5g/_1Exb27QUjo/s320/P6240011.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Rylee, Boston and Preston coloring some pictures. &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TCuuc9kIK0I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/kX8cQaAjTz4/s1600/P6240009.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488672383466744642 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TCuuc9kIK0I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/kX8cQaAjTz4/s320/P6240009.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Preston and Boston were not huge fans of swimming but Preston did eventually get brave and enjoyed floating around in this tube. &lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TCuv6gfnNEI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/uLVCJ0g8RT8/s1600/P6250038.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488673990570882114 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TCuv6gfnNEI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/uLVCJ0g8RT8/s320/P6250038.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Taking a little nap. &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TCuv5DXj1YI/AAAAAAAAA54/5ScGXtZqaKo/s1600/P6240022.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488673965572609410 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TCuv5DXj1YI/AAAAAAAAA54/5ScGXtZqaKo/s320/P6240022.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Boston hanging out with daddy. &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TCuv6JM2ZiI/AAAAAAAAA6I/ESDrdVqBLR8/s1600/P6250027.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488673984318170658 border=0 alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TCuv6JM2ZiI/AAAAAAAAA6I/ESDrdVqBLR8/s320/P6250027.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Boston and Grandpa Pace &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TCuv5nw-t6I/AAAAAAAAA6A/TbJTQXn8Fc0/s1600/P6250025.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488673975342905250 border=0 alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TCuv5nw-t6I/AAAAAAAAA6A/TbJTQXn8Fc0/s320/P6250025.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; They had a fun miniature golf course and if Boston and Preston had had their way this is what they would have spent their day doing. They had so much fun and would hurry to get their ball in the hole and then run on to the next one. Gary and I had a hard time keeping up. &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TCuxGRnnzOI/AAAAAAAAA6g/S0AlByWxMo4/s1600/P6250043.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488675292248001762 border=0 alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TCuxGRnnzOI/AAAAAAAAA6g/S0AlByWxMo4/s320/P6250043.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TCuv7jWxGaI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/fbNE431vfQ8/s1600/P6250042.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488674008518957474 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TCuv7jWxGaI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/fbNE431vfQ8/s320/P6250042.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; On Saturday night they do a little rodeo. It isn't much but the kids had fun. &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TCuxItZSfoI/AAAAAAAAA64/7DcXAq3-uEU/s1600/P6260056.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488675334063816322 border=0 alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TCuxItZSfoI/AAAAAAAAA64/7DcXAq3-uEU/s320/P6260056.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TCuxHu7AFFI/AAAAAAAAA6w/C_gsVJnoNJk/s1600/P6260055.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488675317293782098 border=0 alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TCuxHu7AFFI/AAAAAAAAA6w/C_gsVJnoNJk/s320/P6260055.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TCuxG8JKm8I/AAAAAAAAA6o/kcc_1sSIi9E/s1600/P6260053.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488675303662984130 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TCuxG8JKm8I/AAAAAAAAA6o/kcc_1sSIi9E/s320/P6260053.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Also on Saturday night they had a Barn Dance. Here the Boston, Preston Rylee Taylor and Uncle Jon are enjoying the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d983d5bb212785a5" 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://v7.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd983d5bb212785a5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331087335%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5719D540CC21DEA01E53E6F2A3228ADD55A15256.23DB8A4BBD9E2171A727BDF28F851118294EDE85%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd983d5bb212785a5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0jNDd66fvWEYIomsOY3GJaFg8jo&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://v7.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd983d5bb212785a5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331087335%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5719D540CC21DEA01E53E6F2A3228ADD55A15256.23DB8A4BBD9E2171A727BDF28F851118294EDE85%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd983d5bb212785a5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0jNDd66fvWEYIomsOY3GJaFg8jo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we sure had fun. Thanks mom and dad for everything. And everyone else it was fun to get to hang out and play for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend this resort if you are heading to Zion's. It is on the east side of Zion's and they have a lot of fun things to do while you are there. Check out their website if you are interested. Here is the link &lt;a href="http://www.zionponderosa.com"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zion Ponderosa Ranch Resort&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-721390165679471597?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/721390165679471597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=721390165679471597' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/721390165679471597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/721390165679471597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2010/06/zions-ponderosa.html' title='Zion&apos;s Ponderosa'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/TCuucUKqRjI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/cU4DIHiyNN8/s72-c/P6210008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-369953080795304564</id><published>2010-05-25T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T09:44:43.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>Well I know I haven't posted for awhile and I actually have a lot of other things I should post but I don't know if I will get around to it. &lt;br /&gt;We have not been up to much, just enjoying Gary's time off before he has to start work. We are so blessed. Right after we moved up here Gary called a company that he had interviewed with back in December and they hired him right away. They needed him to wait to start on June 1st so he has just been hanging out with me and the boys and we sure have enjoyed our time with him. It will be kind of hard for us when he goes back to work. But we sure are glad he was able to find a job so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;We recently got our pictures taken by a girl who used to live next door to Gary. They turned out so great. She is an awesome photographer if you ever need one. You should check out her photo blog &lt;a href="http://www.heathertelfordsphotoblog.blogspot.com"&gt;www.heathertelfordsphotoblog.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. Anyway here are a few of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S_v83wYxn1I/AAAAAAAAA5A/c5nck5M_unk/s1600/DSC_0817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S_v83wYxn1I/AAAAAAAAA5A/c5nck5M_unk/s320/DSC_0817.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475247806810791762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S_v8cJOjBiI/AAAAAAAAA44/VMGDYpUMM0o/s1600/DSC_0792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S_v8cJOjBiI/AAAAAAAAA44/VMGDYpUMM0o/s320/DSC_0792.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475247332442441250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S_v8bftpG8I/AAAAAAAAA4w/unnv9OoHYcc/s1600/DSC_0376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S_v8bftpG8I/AAAAAAAAA4w/unnv9OoHYcc/s320/DSC_0376.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475247321298574274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S_v8a1XHn-I/AAAAAAAAA4o/5xo-lhEwsZE/s1600/DSC_0300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S_v8a1XHn-I/AAAAAAAAA4o/5xo-lhEwsZE/s320/DSC_0300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475247309929816034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S_v9S5ZzdNI/AAAAAAAAA5I/kSoz6bhYwwc/s1600/DSC_0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S_v9S5ZzdNI/AAAAAAAAA5I/kSoz6bhYwwc/s320/DSC_0040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475248273087493330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S_v8aeHJ4uI/AAAAAAAAA4g/ky12MbNbZig/s1600/DSC_0214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S_v8aeHJ4uI/AAAAAAAAA4g/ky12MbNbZig/s320/DSC_0214.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475247303688839906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S_v8ZphZnjI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/Sg2upRW0ALA/s1600/DSC_0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S_v8ZphZnjI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/Sg2upRW0ALA/s320/DSC_0019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475247289571843634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-369953080795304564?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/369953080795304564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=369953080795304564' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/369953080795304564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/369953080795304564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2010/05/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S_v83wYxn1I/AAAAAAAAA5A/c5nck5M_unk/s72-c/DSC_0817.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-1641761450192528839</id><published>2010-04-05T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T21:18:57.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We made it to Utah</title><content type='html'>Well we made it here to Utah. We had a successful move and we have been setting up in Gary's parents basement. Gary has a lead on a job and as long as everything goes through he will be taking it. It is up in Brigham City which is just north of Salt Lake. So now that we have gotten settled we will have to pack it all up again to move up there. We are very excited and hope that it works out to be a good job. I did a few posts with pictures if you are interested in seeing a little of what we have been up to. I also have Easter pictures that I will post later but right now I keep getting an error so I am giving up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-1641761450192528839?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/1641761450192528839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=1641761450192528839' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/1641761450192528839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/1641761450192528839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2010/04/we-made-it-to-utah.html' title='We made it to Utah'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-2100124398270222315</id><published>2010-04-05T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T20:50:18.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our last days as locals....</title><content type='html'>Before we moved we wanted to do something fun with the boys. They love the water shows and flower gardens at the Bellagio and the fish at Ceasars Palace so we headed up to the "Strip" and had some fun. Here are some pictures from our day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qu_rVNqsI/AAAAAAAAA3k/L583SNydPOg/s1600/P3220142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qu_rVNqsI/AAAAAAAAA3k/L583SNydPOg/s320/P3220142.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456866307499469506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qu_Zgh0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/IrNXQXNUfe4/s1600/P3220146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qu_Zgh0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/IrNXQXNUfe4/s320/P3220146.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456866302715089490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qu-3mjKyI/AAAAAAAAA3U/lTyLykNm5zY/s1600/P3220157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qu-3mjKyI/AAAAAAAAA3U/lTyLykNm5zY/s320/P3220157.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456866293613538082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qu-t_0v5I/AAAAAAAAA3M/CR7Hlfjii10/s1600/P3220164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qu-t_0v5I/AAAAAAAAA3M/CR7Hlfjii10/s320/P3220164.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456866291035193234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qu-L6RanI/AAAAAAAAA3E/fANBj4BVUkg/s1600/P3220169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qu-L6RanI/AAAAAAAAA3E/fANBj4BVUkg/s320/P3220169.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456866281885100658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-2100124398270222315?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/2100124398270222315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=2100124398270222315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/2100124398270222315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/2100124398270222315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2010/04/our-last-days-as-locals.html' title='Our last days as locals....'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qu_rVNqsI/AAAAAAAAA3k/L583SNydPOg/s72-c/P3220142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-1961965381527406239</id><published>2010-04-05T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T20:41:48.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My little photographer</title><content type='html'>Boston loves to get a hold of the camera and take pictures. Every now and then he gets some good one. We do end up with quite a few bad ones too. After he took some of these pictures he kept asking me to "put them on the net" which I guess means on my blog. I thought that was cute and kept telling him we would. I never got around to doing it with him but I am doing it now. So here are a few of the good pictures he has taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qsMqI2CoI/AAAAAAAAA28/dAcJPhkSsmg/s1600/P2280070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qsMqI2CoI/AAAAAAAAA28/dAcJPhkSsmg/s200/P2280070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456863231982570114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These next three pictures I thought were really good. He started out far away from the airplane and got closer and closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qsMKLsj-I/AAAAAAAAA20/h4WKNd7w4Gg/s1600/P2280073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qsMKLsj-I/AAAAAAAAA20/h4WKNd7w4Gg/s200/P2280073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456863223404597218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qsK9xWeaI/AAAAAAAAA2s/GWP5cm-Oe9w/s1600/P2280074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qsK9xWeaI/AAAAAAAAA2s/GWP5cm-Oe9w/s200/P2280074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456863202893003170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qsKVP4SyI/AAAAAAAAA2k/qUT_d3HWb50/s1600/P2280075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qsKVP4SyI/AAAAAAAAA2k/qUT_d3HWb50/s200/P2280075.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456863192015194914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qq67s-ucI/AAAAAAAAA2c/JLdhJXTWvvE/s1600/P2280076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qq67s-ucI/AAAAAAAAA2c/JLdhJXTWvvE/s200/P2280076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456861827948263874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qq6XxbfjI/AAAAAAAAA2U/U2zE2QqGlV8/s1600/P2280082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qq6XxbfjI/AAAAAAAAA2U/U2zE2QqGlV8/s200/P2280082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456861818303249970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qq5mKzeLI/AAAAAAAAA2M/X0N6QAq_GB8/s1600/P2280086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qq5mKzeLI/AAAAAAAAA2M/X0N6QAq_GB8/s200/P2280086.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456861804987906226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qq5FcbGJI/AAAAAAAAA2E/1coJclqawWM/s1600/P2280087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qq5FcbGJI/AAAAAAAAA2E/1coJclqawWM/s200/P2280087.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456861796203436178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qq4DUeA6I/AAAAAAAAA18/kLiCfUPPS_c/s1600/P3180135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qq4DUeA6I/AAAAAAAAA18/kLiCfUPPS_c/s200/P3180135.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456861778453332898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-1961965381527406239?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/1961965381527406239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=1961965381527406239' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/1961965381527406239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/1961965381527406239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-little-photographer.html' title='My little photographer'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qsMqI2CoI/AAAAAAAAA28/dAcJPhkSsmg/s72-c/P2280070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-5373049466392973528</id><published>2010-04-05T20:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T20:23:48.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Having Fun</title><content type='html'>One night the boys were having fun jumping from the box to the ottoman. They wanted me to take their picture so here is a couple that I got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qpDF36MaI/AAAAAAAAA10/fCbPToP4ej4/s1600/P3050089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qpDF36MaI/AAAAAAAAA10/fCbPToP4ej4/s320/P3050089.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456859769094156706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qpC2O0GpI/AAAAAAAAA1s/G0qWDM5EBDM/s1600/P3050094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qpC2O0GpI/AAAAAAAAA1s/G0qWDM5EBDM/s320/P3050094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456859764895259282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-5373049466392973528?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/5373049466392973528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=5373049466392973528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/5373049466392973528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/5373049466392973528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2010/04/having-fun.html' title='Having Fun'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S7qpDF36MaI/AAAAAAAAA10/fCbPToP4ej4/s72-c/P3050089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-8629571764131626402</id><published>2010-03-11T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T21:50:14.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Moving...</title><content type='html'>Well for those of you who have not heard, Gary got layed off last week and no longer has a job. Everyone knows how slow the construction and building industry has been lately so we kind of knew it was going to happen eventually. Well there are no jobs here in Las Vegas and very few anywhere for that matter, so we are going to move to Utah and live with Gary's parents for a little while until we can figure something out. Gary has had a few job leads there in Utah so we are hoping and praying that something will work out. We are very excited for this move in some ways but are also very sad to leave Las Vegas. Eight years ago when we moved here  I never thought that I would say I would be sad to leave, but I am. I have loved it here. I have loved the people we have met, and the friends that we have made. I love the weather. I love the wards that we have been in. Oh and again I love the weather. That is one of the hardest things for me to leave. I do not want to live where it snows. Everyone keeps saying we will get used to it again but I don't think I will. But we will love being back closer to our families. That is one of the things I have missed the most being here. Not that we have been that far away but it is far enough that we don't always get to participate in all the family things we would like. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway I just wanted to let everyone know a little bit of what is going on. We are not quite sure when we are going to leave but it will most likely be sometime in the next 2 weeks or so. &lt;br /&gt;I will sure miss all of the friends that I have made here. They have been like my family away from my family. And if you are ever in Utah and have time to get together I would love to see you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-8629571764131626402?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/8629571764131626402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=8629571764131626402' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/8629571764131626402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/8629571764131626402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2010/03/were-moving.html' title='We&apos;re Moving...'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-5879454239721994936</id><published>2010-02-26T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T16:52:30.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>San Diego</title><content type='html'>Well Gary and I went to San Diego and had a wonderful time. It was so nice to get away and not have to worry about anything. No kids whining for things all day long. It was nice to have a normal conversation and not be interrupted. We didn't do a whole lot while we were there but it was so nice and relaxing. Here are some pictures of a few of the things we did. &lt;br /&gt;We went and took a tour of an aircraft carrier that is there in the harbor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S4hp1w7FLSI/AAAAAAAAA0s/4aEKOMEpP1E/s1600-h/P2180006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S4hp1w7FLSI/AAAAAAAAA0s/4aEKOMEpP1E/s320/P2180006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442716522063932706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S4hp2Re_tpI/AAAAAAAAA00/GDDCve7a7sA/s1600-h/P2190014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S4hp2Re_tpI/AAAAAAAAA00/GDDCve7a7sA/s320/P2190014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442716530804504210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Gary on the aircraft carrier overlooking part of downtown, the ocean and the bridge that goes across to Coronodo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S4hp3BkeYDI/AAAAAAAAA08/152S8jW667s/s1600-h/P2190015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S4hp3BkeYDI/AAAAAAAAA08/152S8jW667s/s320/P2190015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442716543712387122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove over to Corondo one day and walked around. Here were are looking back at downtown San Diego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S4hp3o379hI/AAAAAAAAA1E/BRq2hORQz-E/s1600-h/P2200025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S4hp3o379hI/AAAAAAAAA1E/BRq2hORQz-E/s320/P2200025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442716554263000594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then while were in Coronodo we drove down the beach a ways and were able to watch a beautiful sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S4hp4PVsVgI/AAAAAAAAA1M/mryIOha5-H4/s1600-h/P2200030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S4hp4PVsVgI/AAAAAAAAA1M/mryIOha5-H4/s320/P2200030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442716564588353026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had such a fun time. Thanks to Gary for planning everything and sweeping me away. I love ya and am so glad I married you 10 years ago. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks again to my mom, my sister and nieces Rylee and Taylor for coming to watch the boys. They had so much fun and I don't think they even cared we were gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-5879454239721994936?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/5879454239721994936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=5879454239721994936' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/5879454239721994936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/5879454239721994936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2010/02/san-diego.html' title='San Diego'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S4hp1w7FLSI/AAAAAAAAA0s/4aEKOMEpP1E/s72-c/P2180006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-3035179536624476120</id><published>2010-02-26T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T16:59:53.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boston and Preston</title><content type='html'>I just thought I would add a couple pictures of Boston and Preston since I haven't posted any for awhile. I am sorry that once again they do not have clothes on, but no matter how hard I try they will not stay dressed, and I figure as long as we are just in our house who cares. Anyway, one night I was making dinner and Preston got out these pot holders. He stuck them on his feet and was walking around thinking he was so funny. So of course after Boston saw what he was doing he had to join in the fun as well.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S4ht8OEreVI/AAAAAAAAA1c/I6BrxhYgkSM/s1600-h/P2240045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S4ht8OEreVI/AAAAAAAAA1c/I6BrxhYgkSM/s320/P2240045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442721031014545746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S4ht7UGurhI/AAAAAAAAA1U/cAlz_hrMay4/s1600-h/P2240046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S4ht7UGurhI/AAAAAAAAA1U/cAlz_hrMay4/s320/P2240046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442721015453888018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute Boston wearing my hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S4huRzWqACI/AAAAAAAAA1k/T-pGDnxRBMc/s1600-h/P2230040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S4huRzWqACI/AAAAAAAAA1k/T-pGDnxRBMc/s320/P2230040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442721401799311394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-3035179536624476120?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/3035179536624476120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=3035179536624476120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/3035179536624476120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/3035179536624476120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2010/02/boston-and-preston.html' title='Boston and Preston'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S4ht8OEreVI/AAAAAAAAA1c/I6BrxhYgkSM/s72-c/P2240045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-1452701697194591281</id><published>2010-02-17T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T19:50:49.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 10th Anniversary!!!</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is mine and Gary's 10 Year Anniversary. I can't believe that it has been 10 years since we got married. It has gone by way too fast and now I feel like I am getting old. I remember when it seemed like really old people had been married for 10 years, but now here we are. This has been the best 10 years of my life. Gary is the best husband and father a girl could ask for. &lt;br /&gt;For our anniversary Gary surprised me with a trip to San Diego. We are leaving tomorrow morning and coming back on Sunday. This is where we spent our honeymoon 10 years ago, so we are going back to recreate some of the magic. Gary planned everything and I had no idea what was happening. This afternoon I got a knock on the door and went to answer it. Someone had their finger over the peep hole so I was a little nervous at first to answer it because I thought I was being robbed or something. So I looked out the window and there was my mom's car. So I opened the door and there was my mom, my sister Erin, and her two daughters Rylee and Taylor. I was so shocked. I just kind of stood there not knowing what to say. And they couldn't say anything either because Gary had still not told me what was going on. &lt;br /&gt;So later Gary got home from work and had wrapped up for me a new camera and plane tickets to San Diego. Crazy. I am so excited to get away. This is the first time in 3 years that we have left Boston and Preston with anyone overnight. But I am definetly excited for the break. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks Gary for the wonderful surprise. I am so excited to spend some alone time with you and be able to talk with out two little guys interupting.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks also for being such a good husband and father. You are so patient with me and I appreciate it. &lt;br /&gt;I love you so much and can't wait for the next 10 years and forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S3y4uTuvu5I/AAAAAAAAA0k/CkyKeGkqFPo/s1600-h/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S3y4uTuvu5I/AAAAAAAAA0k/CkyKeGkqFPo/s320/IMG.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439425555666549650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-1452701697194591281?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/1452701697194591281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=1452701697194591281' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/1452701697194591281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/1452701697194591281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-10th-anniversary.html' title='Happy 10th Anniversary!!!'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/S3y4uTuvu5I/AAAAAAAAA0k/CkyKeGkqFPo/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-5251233653442596085</id><published>2009-12-27T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T18:03:01.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Clause came to town...</title><content type='html'>We had a wonderful Christmas this year. We decided to stay at our own home this year rather than travel to be with our families. It was a lot of fun and good to spend time just us and our boys. &lt;br /&gt;On Christmas Eve we took the boys up to the Bellagio to see the flower garden and the water shows. They had been asking for months to see the water dancing so we thought it would be fun since they would be set to Christmas music. Here are some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Me, Boston, and Preston in front of a polar bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgLR_WS_VI/AAAAAAAAAyk/7P3qJ_9ZQYI/s1600-h/IMG_3419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgLR_WS_VI/AAAAAAAAAyk/7P3qJ_9ZQYI/s320/IMG_3419.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420094555231026514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary and the boys in front of a snowman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgLSBijUQI/AAAAAAAAAys/Mlq2KEl95mc/s1600-h/IMG_3420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgLSBijUQI/AAAAAAAAAys/Mlq2KEl95mc/s320/IMG_3420.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420094555819299074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary and the Boys with an ornament and the big Christmas tree in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgLSZAZYuI/AAAAAAAAAy0/WAA7DIukIjc/s1600-h/IMG_3421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgLSZAZYuI/AAAAAAAAAy0/WAA7DIukIjc/s320/IMG_3421.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420094562118492898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reindeer. I think they were made out of some kind of nuts. Not positive though because I didn't read what it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgLSzr-7WI/AAAAAAAAAzE/WFqOlKU7CI4/s1600-h/IMG_3424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgLSzr-7WI/AAAAAAAAAzE/WFqOlKU7CI4/s320/IMG_3424.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420094569280630114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the North Pole made out of flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgLSpdY6JI/AAAAAAAAAy8/WEIGwX-MiZc/s1600-h/IMG_3423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgLSpdY6JI/AAAAAAAAAy8/WEIGwX-MiZc/s320/IMG_3423.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420094566535063698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston and Preston's favorite part. The trains. We had to sit and watch these forever and could not leave without saying "goodbye."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgMmrfaoWI/AAAAAAAAAzM/5IVXLC54OHQ/s1600-h/IMG_3426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgMmrfaoWI/AAAAAAAAAzM/5IVXLC54OHQ/s320/IMG_3426.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420096010189447522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big Christmas tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgMnE63Q1I/AAAAAAAAAzU/w-HjbQ4-eoM/s1600-h/IMG_3428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgMnE63Q1I/AAAAAAAAAzU/w-HjbQ4-eoM/s320/IMG_3428.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420096017015456594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary, Boston and Preston waiting for a water show to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgMnTQ8NSI/AAAAAAAAAzc/wQc1WnVXVa0/s1600-h/IMG_3431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgMnTQ8NSI/AAAAAAAAAzc/wQc1WnVXVa0/s320/IMG_3431.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420096020866151714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love to go to Bellagio. We hardly ever go up to the strip but when we do it it to go there and see the flowers and the water dancing. It is always so amazing to see what they can make with the flowers. The boys really enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;We then went home and did a lesson on the true meaning of Christmas and gave the boys their new Christmas pj's. Which I did not get a picture of for some reason. But they loved them and loved how soft they were. Then off to bed to wait for Santa. They had a hard time falling asleep. Preston tried sneaking down about 10 times I think. Finally they fell asleep and Santa came.&lt;br /&gt;Here we are in front of the Christmas Tree. Sorry about the naked boys. But I can not keep clothes on them to save my life when we are home. The minute we walk in the door their clothes are off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgORYyR-NI/AAAAAAAAAzk/YA0XqrBPaes/s1600-h/IMG_3433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgORYyR-NI/AAAAAAAAAzk/YA0XqrBPaes/s320/IMG_3433.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420097843414300882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Christmas morning.&lt;br /&gt;Boston and Preston opening presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgPSBCHK-I/AAAAAAAAA0M/DA6eDc2vgwo/s1600-h/IMG_3439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgPSBCHK-I/AAAAAAAAA0M/DA6eDc2vgwo/s320/IMG_3439.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420098953729747938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgPRoIZS2I/AAAAAAAAA0E/CvJWQrBQ8xs/s1600-h/IMG_3441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgPRoIZS2I/AAAAAAAAA0E/CvJWQrBQ8xs/s320/IMG_3441.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420098947045215074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping mommy open one of her gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgPRLwDq9I/AAAAAAAAAz8/nimkpf9fleg/s1600-h/IMG_3442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgPRLwDq9I/AAAAAAAAAz8/nimkpf9fleg/s320/IMG_3442.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420098939426941906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston getting another present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgPQ0ZgNBI/AAAAAAAAAz0/dY1kDtYWsP4/s1600-h/IMG_3443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgPQ0ZgNBI/AAAAAAAAAz0/dY1kDtYWsP4/s320/IMG_3443.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420098933158327314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aftermath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgPQlU9EEI/AAAAAAAAAzs/sbaBLs_qSZo/s1600-h/IMG_3444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgPQlU9EEI/AAAAAAAAAzs/sbaBLs_qSZo/s320/IMG_3444.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420098929112715330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing with their new remote control jeeps from Grandma and Grandpa Knudsen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgQQB-AMgI/AAAAAAAAA0c/fByOsvtpTaE/s1600-h/IMG_3445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgQQB-AMgI/AAAAAAAAA0c/fByOsvtpTaE/s320/IMG_3445.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420100019132838402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And their big gift from Santa. Their "blue breaker bikes" as they call them. My mom was asking if they got a bicycle from Santa and Preston corrected her saying "Not a bicycle, a blue breaker bike." They have not yet figured out how to ride them but they sure have had fun pushing them around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgQPYgTmvI/AAAAAAAAA0U/omqFhEZDE7Y/s1600-h/IMG_3446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgQPYgTmvI/AAAAAAAAA0U/omqFhEZDE7Y/s320/IMG_3446.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420100008002427634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had such a good day. It was so fun to have them understand more about Christmas and be excited for Santa to come. They were so excited to leave Santa cookies and milk. We were out of carrots so I asked what they wanted to leave for the reindeer and Preston thought they would like cheese. So they left a couple of string cheeses for them. They were so excited the next morning when everything was eaten. &lt;br /&gt;Boston and Preston got so many fun presents and have just been going from one to the other. Thanks to everyone who sent gifts to them and thanks to Santa for the bikes and other fun gifts. &lt;br /&gt;We hope you all had a wonderful Christmas and will now have a Happy New Year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-5251233653442596085?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/5251233653442596085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=5251233653442596085' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/5251233653442596085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/5251233653442596085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2009/12/santa-clause-came-to-town.html' title='Santa Clause came to town...'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SzgLR_WS_VI/AAAAAAAAAyk/7P3qJ_9ZQYI/s72-c/IMG_3419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-5026728570770361450</id><published>2009-12-19T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T21:41:32.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!!</title><content type='html'>We took the boys to see Santa today. They were having a free one at RC Willey so we figured we better go, you can't beat free. The commercial said to bring your camera but they had a guy there taking pictures as well and he handed us this free picture. Awesome. And best of all there was no line. We walked right up and the boys were able to sit down. No waiting.&lt;br /&gt;We were not so sure how the boys would do this year. Boston has gotten to be really shy but when asked if he would sit on Santa's lap he would answer yes. The first couple of times I asked Preston if he would sit on Santa's lap he said "No, I just want to see him." I told him though if he sat on Santa's lap he would get candy so his answer immediately changed to "Yes". I still was not sure though that that would be enough to get him on his lap. Last year Preston would have nothing to do with Santa. He was really excited when we talked about Santa coming but the minute Santa got there he was shaking and crying and would not go near. Last year Boston went right up to Santa and got on his lap and then gave him a hug. So this year we have had a huge improvement for Preston. They both went right up to Santa and got on his lap. They both told Santa that they wanted a Blue Breaker Bike. I was so proud of them that they sat on his lap and told him exactly what they wanted. Here is the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Sy24pZVcVYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/XmcgBioTQ2U/s1600-h/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Sy24pZVcVYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/XmcgBioTQ2U/s320/IMG.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417188948111545730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just want to wish all our family and friends a Very Merry Christmas!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-5026728570770361450?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/5026728570770361450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=5026728570770361450' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/5026728570770361450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/5026728570770361450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!!'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Sy24pZVcVYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/XmcgBioTQ2U/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-9014832792173803579</id><published>2009-10-06T17:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T18:07:47.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 3rd Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>I know I already posted about their birthday but today is actually their birthday so I just wanted to add a few cute pictures that we had taken a couple weeks ago at JC Penny. Since we had already celebrated their b-day we didn't really do much today. We invited their friends Jaelyn and Cole Jackson over for lunch and to play. Thanks guys for coming and helping make our day special. And tonight they have requested their favorite for dinner, Chicken Nuggets. They got a couple more fun presents today. From mom and dad they got a car garage where they can drive the cars around and then down a ramp. Dad stopped and bought them some new remote control cars since their ones from Grandma Mac were already broken. Then from Grandma and Grandpa Knudsen they got an easel that has the dry erase board on one side and a chalk board on the other. And Jaelyn and Cole gave them a fun little car racer thing. They have loved everything that they have received and can't decide which thing to play with so they kind of just go from one thing to the next. We will see how long before they are board of everything. &lt;br /&gt;Here are some of their cute pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsvpU5A0gkI/AAAAAAAAAx0/IL4e69Mfr7E/s1600-h/P067-LTPP0067107794JCP-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsvpU5A0gkI/AAAAAAAAAx0/IL4e69Mfr7E/s320/P067-LTPP0067107794JCP-8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389657924189848130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Ssvo44JNo8I/AAAAAAAAAxs/QGIPtV5z2Gw/s1600-h/P067-LTPP0067107794JCP-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Ssvo44JNo8I/AAAAAAAAAxs/QGIPtV5z2Gw/s320/P067-LTPP0067107794JCP-9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389657442920276930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Ssvo3zzKNTI/AAAAAAAAAxk/T7pZ1Xom4yk/s1600-h/P067-LTPP0067107794JCP-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Ssvo3zzKNTI/AAAAAAAAAxk/T7pZ1Xom4yk/s320/P067-LTPP0067107794JCP-3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389657424574166322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsvoXDSSe8I/AAAAAAAAAxc/YQLocWNRiys/s1600-h/P067-LTPP0067107794JCP-13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsvoXDSSe8I/AAAAAAAAAxc/YQLocWNRiys/s320/P067-LTPP0067107794JCP-13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389656861795580866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsvmxU7ciEI/AAAAAAAAAxM/qqhDFix1u5Y/s1600-h/P067-LTPP0067107794JCP-20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsvmxU7ciEI/AAAAAAAAAxM/qqhDFix1u5Y/s320/P067-LTPP0067107794JCP-20.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389655114184951874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsvmwuBqFCI/AAAAAAAAAxE/2bUlSt4Xgvk/s1600-h/P067-LTPP0067107794JCP-19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsvmwuBqFCI/AAAAAAAAAxE/2bUlSt4Xgvk/s320/P067-LTPP0067107794JCP-19.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389655103742022690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so glad to have Boston and Preston in our lives. They are such good little boys and we love them so much. I hope they had a great day. &lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY! WE LOVE YOU!!! &lt;br /&gt;(for anyone who cares there is one more post below of what we did for their b-day)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-9014832792173803579?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/9014832792173803579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=9014832792173803579' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/9014832792173803579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/9014832792173803579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-3rd-birthday.html' title='Happy 3rd Birthday!!!'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsvpU5A0gkI/AAAAAAAAAx0/IL4e69Mfr7E/s72-c/P067-LTPP0067107794JCP-8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-172514907126222487</id><published>2009-10-05T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T17:59:37.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Birthday Celebration Weekend</title><content type='html'>Boston and Preston's birthday is tomorrow, but we celebrated a little early. Grandma and Grandpa Pace, and Uncle Marcus and Aunt Maria (Uncle Mira to Preston) came to help us celebrate. The boys love all things train. They have all sorts of Thomas the Train stuff. Everytime we go to my mom and dad's house you can hear the train going through town and each time it toots its horn we have to go out and watch it go by. Everywhere we go they are watching out for trains. So we decided for their birthday to take them out to Boulder City and ride the train down there. Here are some pictures of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsqO8l1dwtI/AAAAAAAAAwE/5Htsq-V-W7Q/s1600-h/IMG_3292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsqO8l1dwtI/AAAAAAAAAwE/5Htsq-V-W7Q/s320/IMG_3292.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389277075701875410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsqOpEru2uI/AAAAAAAAAv0/iN9IQ25CaxA/s1600-h/IMG_3287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsqOpEru2uI/AAAAAAAAAv0/iN9IQ25CaxA/s320/IMG_3287.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389276740385168098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started out the ride in this outdoor car. Preston was a little bit nervous and would not go stand by the edge to look out. He was happy just sitting on grandma's lap. Here is all of us, except Gary who is taking the picture, waiting for the ride to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsqO7y_yHoI/AAAAAAAAAv8/v984JhgV82M/s1600-h/IMG_3291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsqO7y_yHoI/AAAAAAAAAv8/v984JhgV82M/s320/IMG_3291.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389277062054944386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Gary, Preston and Boston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsqOoj4S9lI/AAAAAAAAAvs/8yhNmTS3UW4/s1600-h/IMG_3289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsqOoj4S9lI/AAAAAAAAAvs/8yhNmTS3UW4/s320/IMG_3289.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389276731579496018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma, Grandpa, Preston and Boston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsqOoFTZX9I/AAAAAAAAAvk/R5PxU4eGHMQ/s1600-h/IMG_3290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsqOoFTZX9I/AAAAAAAAAvk/R5PxU4eGHMQ/s320/IMG_3290.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389276723371663314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an old train in the train museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsqOnh-XpsI/AAAAAAAAAvc/8EmQADvC6Xw/s1600-h/IMG_3293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsqOnh-XpsI/AAAAAAAAAvc/8EmQADvC6Xw/s320/IMG_3293.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389276713888229058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second half of the trip we decided to go sit in one of the indoor cars. Here is all of us enjoying the ride. After we got into the indoor car Preston was a lot more relaxed and was standing up looking out the window and dancing around to the old music they were playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsqOmxsYDfI/AAAAAAAAAvU/9S_FUnhwSoE/s1600-h/IMG_3295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsqOmxsYDfI/AAAAAAAAAvU/9S_FUnhwSoE/s320/IMG_3295.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389276700927856114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The train ride wasn't all that spectacular. There wasn't a whole lot to see but the important thing is the boys had fun. As soon as we got done they kept saying they wanted to go again. And everyday they tell how fun it was to ride the train and that they still want to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;Later that night we opened presents and had birthday cake. Here is Boston and Preston with some of their loot. They are so spoiled I hate to say it but they still have more to open tomorrow on their birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsqRyU9IkbI/AAAAAAAAAwM/1Yk-SLtJ4Lc/s1600-h/IMG_3299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsqRyU9IkbI/AAAAAAAAAwM/1Yk-SLtJ4Lc/s320/IMG_3299.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389280197906829746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I for some reason didn't take any pictures of them while they were opening their gifts but they got some really nice things. Thanks to Grandma and Grandpa for the books, BYU sweatshirts, the games Candyland and Don't Spill the Beans. Thanks to Great Grandma Mac for the monster trucks (which saddly are already broken but still usable, it doesn't take them long to destroy things.) Thanks to Aunt Erin, Uncle Jon, Rylee and Taylor for the Cars bowling pins. Gary and I got them a Cars and Little Einsteins laptop computers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of their cake. It is a CARS cake and Preston was a little disappointed as first. We went to Sam's Club to get the cake. He really wanted a Thomas the Train cake but they were all out of the things for it. So we settled for this one. Everytime someone asked Preston about the cake he would get all sad and tell them "Thomas cake is lost". This one was cute and yummy. I was not about to attempt a cake this year. I am not very good at making just the cake part let alone making it cute so we went for the store bought one and sorry to say that is how it will be every year from now on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsqTiNc-W2I/AAAAAAAAAwU/2CC8EaPspG8/s1600-h/IMG_3303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsqTiNc-W2I/AAAAAAAAAwU/2CC8EaPspG8/s320/IMG_3303.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389282120038243170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Boston enjoying his cupcake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsqTihgaukI/AAAAAAAAAwc/AN4pme2KxW8/s1600-h/IMG_3304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsqTihgaukI/AAAAAAAAAwc/AN4pme2KxW8/s320/IMG_3304.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389282125421394498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsqTjOS_WpI/AAAAAAAAAwk/7wjdmEGbEaE/s1600-h/IMG_3305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsqTjOS_WpI/AAAAAAAAAwk/7wjdmEGbEaE/s320/IMG_3305.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389282137444670098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is Preston his first cupcake. He let me take a picture and then put it down because there were too many toys to play with so it got eaten by someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsqVOHySGpI/AAAAAAAAAw8/B7T9zIrxtns/s1600-h/IMG_3307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsqVOHySGpI/AAAAAAAAAw8/B7T9zIrxtns/s320/IMG_3307.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389283973942876818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here he is after coming back for a new cupcake and after he enjoyed the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsqTjk6N1xI/AAAAAAAAAws/n84tRDSDNeI/s1600-h/IMG_3309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsqTjk6N1xI/AAAAAAAAAws/n84tRDSDNeI/s320/IMG_3309.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389282143514777362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is a cute picture of them playing on their new computers. Don't they look like they know what they are doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsqTkOLG2qI/AAAAAAAAAw0/kK1SHrwN6H0/s1600-h/IMG_3313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsqTkOLG2qI/AAAAAAAAAw0/kK1SHrwN6H0/s320/IMG_3313.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389282154591476386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone who helped make Boston and Preston's birthday a fun one. It was fun to have you guys here. I will post more pictures tomorrow I'm sure as the celebration continues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-172514907126222487?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/172514907126222487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=172514907126222487' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/172514907126222487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/172514907126222487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2009/10/pre-birthday-celebration-weekend.html' title='Pre-Birthday Celebration Weekend'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SsqO8l1dwtI/AAAAAAAAAwE/5Htsq-V-W7Q/s72-c/IMG_3292.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-3224860078527056064</id><published>2009-09-17T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T14:39:09.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Weekend</title><content type='html'>This last weekend we had some visitors. Gary's mom, his brother Sean, and Sean's son Teagan came to visit. Boston and Preston had so much fun playing with their cousin, Teagan. They were so sad to see him go and keep talking about things that they did with him. Here are a few pictures from our weekend.&lt;br /&gt;We played baseball at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKnuwmuPpI/AAAAAAAAAtc/26wiLMhX47w/s1600-h/IMG_3207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKnuwmuPpI/AAAAAAAAAtc/26wiLMhX47w/s320/IMG_3207.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382548926424301202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKnuBkiGHI/AAAAAAAAAtU/CZfIV4BR07s/s1600-h/IMG_3204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKnuBkiGHI/AAAAAAAAAtU/CZfIV4BR07s/s320/IMG_3204.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382548913798649970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is the cutest picture of the boys together. We found Teagan with his arms around Boston and Preston like this a couple of time during the weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKnwwW45vI/AAAAAAAAAt0/oa94HXGgCDs/s1600-h/IMG_3210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKnwwW45vI/AAAAAAAAAt0/oa94HXGgCDs/s320/IMG_3210.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382548960717629170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKnwJ340ZI/AAAAAAAAAts/_KPDgbSaapg/s1600-h/IMG_3208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKnwJ340ZI/AAAAAAAAAts/_KPDgbSaapg/s320/IMG_3208.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382548950387052946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKnvu4lCaI/AAAAAAAAAtk/SHVHI0ms9PQ/s1600-h/IMG_3205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKnvu4lCaI/AAAAAAAAAtk/SHVHI0ms9PQ/s320/IMG_3205.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382548943142193570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to check out the Adventure Dome in Circus Circus. Gary and I have lived here for like 8 years and have never been. Everytime Boston and Preston see a roller coaster they say they want to go on it. So we let them try this one. We rode on this school bus to start out. You just sit on it and go around in circles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKouk-SEiI/AAAAAAAAAuE/pVTSVbw50Z8/s1600-h/IMG_3216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKouk-SEiI/AAAAAAAAAuE/pVTSVbw50Z8/s320/IMG_3216.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382550022813520418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKot8sxOFI/AAAAAAAAAt8/CV6fKP90GKw/s1600-h/IMG_3215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKot8sxOFI/AAAAAAAAAt8/CV6fKP90GKw/s320/IMG_3215.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382550012002646098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston loved it and wanted to go again. Preston did ok but when we were done and I asked if he wanted to go on another ride he said, "No, I had enough." Boston did go on one other ride that was an airplane that went around in circles. You could use a handle inside to go up and down but he could not figure it out. He loved that one as well and did not want to leave. I didn't get any pictures of this one though. I don't know what we were thinking. Boston is my little adventurer.&lt;br /&gt;We also went swimming both days. Some friends of mine live in a neighborhood with a community pool. So we headed over there Friday. Teagan had so much fun that when we would ask what he wanted to do on Saturday he kept saying he just wanted to go swimming. So we went back Saturday too. Here are some pictures at the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKrAY0YJFI/AAAAAAAAAus/2cL35gbq044/s1600-h/IMG_3231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKrAY0YJFI/AAAAAAAAAus/2cL35gbq044/s320/IMG_3231.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382552527811650642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKq_1K3IiI/AAAAAAAAAuk/Xq5WF5drxMY/s1600-h/IMG_3227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKq_1K3IiI/AAAAAAAAAuk/Xq5WF5drxMY/s320/IMG_3227.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382552518242279970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKq_Y8d4PI/AAAAAAAAAuc/b77UinR0EUk/s1600-h/IMG_3222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKq_Y8d4PI/AAAAAAAAAuc/b77UinR0EUk/s320/IMG_3222.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382552510665711858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKq-pEpfbI/AAAAAAAAAuU/FxnUsM-rh3g/s1600-h/IMG_3220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKq-pEpfbI/AAAAAAAAAuU/FxnUsM-rh3g/s320/IMG_3220.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382552497815125426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKq-BrVHxI/AAAAAAAAAuM/4esaCHVu5Xw/s1600-h/IMG_3218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKq-BrVHxI/AAAAAAAAAuM/4esaCHVu5Xw/s320/IMG_3218.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382552487239950098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKr0o35-_I/AAAAAAAAAvM/PnZezM3dbDQ/s1600-h/IMG_3260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKr0o35-_I/AAAAAAAAAvM/PnZezM3dbDQ/s320/IMG_3260.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382553425474616306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKr0Ma39FI/AAAAAAAAAvE/JPk1JVlz-ik/s1600-h/IMG_3258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKr0Ma39FI/AAAAAAAAAvE/JPk1JVlz-ik/s320/IMG_3258.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382553417836655698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKrzUXim2I/AAAAAAAAAu8/ozNrMSdHuI8/s1600-h/IMG_3246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKrzUXim2I/AAAAAAAAAu8/ozNrMSdHuI8/s320/IMG_3246.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382553402790288226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKryug9OqI/AAAAAAAAAu0/mhC7mUEuyEs/s1600-h/IMG_3234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKryug9OqI/AAAAAAAAAu0/mhC7mUEuyEs/s320/IMG_3234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382553392629234338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys for coming we had alot of fun and hope to see you all again soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-3224860078527056064?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/3224860078527056064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=3224860078527056064' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/3224860078527056064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/3224860078527056064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2009/09/fun-weekend.html' title='Fun Weekend'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SrKnuwmuPpI/AAAAAAAAAtc/26wiLMhX47w/s72-c/IMG_3207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-5657628709891868044</id><published>2009-09-09T15:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T15:49:05.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm trying to win these.....</title><content type='html'>I have always wanted a pair of these boots. Maybe I can have some luck and win them. If you would like a chance to enter click here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whooga.com" style="background-image:url(http://imgs.pulseware.com.au/WBADGEx1x723783-833271xd06BCx4_0_126.gif)"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k286/pulselayouts/toasts.jpg" alt="Sheepskin boots" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then click on Win Boot.&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-5657628709891868044?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/5657628709891868044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=5657628709891868044' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/5657628709891868044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/5657628709891868044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-trying-to-win-these.html' title='I&apos;m trying to win these.....'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-8821043140903415949</id><published>2009-08-28T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T12:55:31.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Boy Beds</title><content type='html'>Recently we bought the boys some big boy beds. They love having their sports theme comforter's. If you ask them about their new beds they will name off all of the balls that are on their beds. &lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of their new beds. They don't really need the rails on the sides but they were upset because they didn't have anything to hold up their books. So until we figure something out those will have to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Spg1iNK_ktI/AAAAAAAAAtA/Iah2GVOcgfQ/s1600-h/IMG_3129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Spg1iNK_ktI/AAAAAAAAAtA/Iah2GVOcgfQ/s320/IMG_3129.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375105017034281682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so funny because at night we can hear them talking to each other and reading books with each other. We find them a lot in the other ones bed. Here is Preston after falling asleep in Boston's bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Spg2I4tY7NI/AAAAAAAAAtI/Q5EBO8cKCKA/s1600-h/IMG_3150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Spg2I4tY7NI/AAAAAAAAAtI/Q5EBO8cKCKA/s320/IMG_3150.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375105681556303058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-8821043140903415949?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/8821043140903415949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=8821043140903415949' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/8821043140903415949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/8821043140903415949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2009/08/big-boy-beds.html' title='Big Boy Beds'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Spg1iNK_ktI/AAAAAAAAAtA/Iah2GVOcgfQ/s72-c/IMG_3129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-2719093937404601550</id><published>2009-08-28T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T12:49:10.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Vacation</title><content type='html'>A couple weeks ago we took a little vacation. We just headed to Utah and spent some time with Gary's family. His sister Laurie and her family were there for a little vacation so we thought we would join in on some of the fun. We also got to see all of Gary's brothers. It was so fun to have everyone together. Here are some pictures of some of the fun things we did.&lt;br /&gt;First we went to the Scerra Pool in Orem. The boys had so much fun. Here we are swimming with Uncle Jack, Sage, Tyler and Connor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SpgySAaO_XI/AAAAAAAAAso/Ot-DVta2t9A/s1600-h/IMG_3165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SpgySAaO_XI/AAAAAAAAAso/Ot-DVta2t9A/s320/IMG_3165.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375101440195755378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Jack rented a boat up at Deer Creek. We spent half the day out on it and had alot of fun on the tube. I realized I am getting too old for that kind of stuff. The next day my whole body was hurting. But it was fun at the time. I had not been out on a boat since high school. Boston and Preston were not so sure about the boat and kept asking to go back to Grandma's house. But they stayed out the whole time and both eventually fell asleep on the boat. I am not sure how they could do it though. The water was pretty choppy. Then later that night they would say "We went on a boat. Boat fun. Do it again" So funny how quickly they change their minds when they are no longer on the boat. Here is everyone on the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SpgySvdcncI/AAAAAAAAAsw/rAVbQQvGy_k/s1600-h/IMG_3170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SpgySvdcncI/AAAAAAAAAsw/rAVbQQvGy_k/s320/IMG_3170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375101452825697730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Gary and Tyler on the tube having some fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SpgyTYShX-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/XQA7SGEQVdg/s1600-h/IMG_3171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SpgyTYShX-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/XQA7SGEQVdg/s320/IMG_3171.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375101463785725922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did some other fun things while there. The boys mostly had fun playing with their cousins. We missed getting to see Teagan and hope to see him soon. &lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple pictures of the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Spgxyc9ZO0I/AAAAAAAAAsg/iN8fNrI4WQI/s1600-h/IMG_3192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Spgxyc9ZO0I/AAAAAAAAAsg/iN8fNrI4WQI/s320/IMG_3192.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375100898103606082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SpgxxzmU8NI/AAAAAAAAAsY/yGYjbUktI7M/s1600-h/IMG_3184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SpgxxzmU8NI/AAAAAAAAAsY/yGYjbUktI7M/s320/IMG_3184.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375100887001002194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone for the good time. It was so good to see all of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-2719093937404601550?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/2719093937404601550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=2719093937404601550' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/2719093937404601550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/2719093937404601550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer-vacation.html' title='Summer Vacation'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SpgySAaO_XI/AAAAAAAAAso/Ot-DVta2t9A/s72-c/IMG_3165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-274145937137817734</id><published>2009-07-19T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T16:38:09.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July-Utah trip.</title><content type='html'>Sorry I am playing catch up so this is kind of long and has a lot of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;For the 4th of July we headed up to Provo to see Gary's family and go to a baseball game with my family. Then after Gary headed home the boys and I stayed and went to my parents for the week. We had such a good time. It was nice to be out of the super hot heat even though it was pretty warm there as well. The boys enjoyed playing outside pretty much non-stop and playing with their cousins Rylee and Taylor. Here are a few pictures of the fun times that we had.&lt;br /&gt;The day before the 4th we went up and showed Boston and Preston Bridal Vale Falls, up the Provo Canyon. They are always seeing little fountains and talk about them as water falls so we thought we would show them a real one. This picture does not do the falls justice. It only got about half way up. They were so pretty and had so much water coming from them. The boys loved putting their feet in the freezing cold water there at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOj5_M-6oI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/8kuTBn4jjpo/s1600-h/IMG_3056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOj5_M-6oI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/8kuTBn4jjpo/s320/IMG_3056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360308198114781826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 4th of July we went to the Provo Parade. The boys had so much fun seeing all the police motorcycles, the fire trucks, the floats, and most of all they loved hearing all the bands. Here is a picture of each them trying to get a better view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOlYV2ZFnI/AAAAAAAAAqg/_45o2xvAhgM/s1600-h/IMG_3061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOlYV2ZFnI/AAAAAAAAAqg/_45o2xvAhgM/s320/IMG_3061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360309819101746802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOlYJaXPQI/AAAAAAAAAqY/dLJG-5x7UwM/s1600-h/IMG_3060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOlYJaXPQI/AAAAAAAAAqY/dLJG-5x7UwM/s320/IMG_3060.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360309815762959618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4th of July is also my father-in-laws b-day. That evening we went to Tepanyaki. It is one of those places that cook your food right there at the table. Boston and Preston thought that was pretty fun and kept asking for more fire. Here is a picture of us with Gary's parents. Sean, Gary's brother, is missing from the picture, he took it for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOlYj7Z5VI/AAAAAAAAAqo/JOl21tkISdY/s1600-h/IMG_3064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOlYj7Z5VI/AAAAAAAAAqo/JOl21tkISdY/s320/IMG_3064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360309822880867666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we went and met my family at a baseball game, the Salt Lake Bees, where after I think about 14 innings and most of the kids being asleep they did fireworks for the 4th. The boys had been talking about going to the baseball game for weeks. They were so excited. I don't think they actually watched too much of the game but had fun playing with everybody there. We had quite the crowd with us. I think there were 18 of us which included 6 kids that were continually switching seats. But I think everyone had fun. Here is a picture of almost everyone, there are a few people who were sitting on the other side of me and a row down that I could not get in the piture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOlY7trOyI/AAAAAAAAAq4/IT_A01tDJmQ/s1600-h/IMG_3070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOlY7trOyI/AAAAAAAAAq4/IT_A01tDJmQ/s320/IMG_3070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360309829265734434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of me and Preston and some of the players on the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOlYhdYMmI/AAAAAAAAAqw/hx-w6j68DGc/s1600-h/IMG_3069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOlYhdYMmI/AAAAAAAAAqw/hx-w6j68DGc/s320/IMG_3069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360309822218056290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed down to my parents house for the week. We did a lot of fun things while we were there. The boys love it there because they get to be outside pretty much all day. There are also a ton of animals at my parents house and the neighbors houses that they love getting to see. This time while we were there they got to see some sheep, a shetland pony and here baby, some baby ducks whose mother was a chicken because the eggs had been abandoned and somehow this chicken decided it would take care of them, and lots of dogs and cats. I did't get any pictures of them with the animals. &lt;br /&gt;One day we went to the Lynndyl park and played on the caboose that is there. The boys loved getting to play on a real train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOoxJbMTVI/AAAAAAAAArY/9HgcdPRiH6w/s1600-h/IMG_3084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOoxJbMTVI/AAAAAAAAArY/9HgcdPRiH6w/s320/IMG_3084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360313543798050130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOowx_CCDI/AAAAAAAAArQ/KF9Ymo_OPSg/s1600-h/IMG_3082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOowx_CCDI/AAAAAAAAArQ/KF9Ymo_OPSg/s320/IMG_3082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360313537505921074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOowp8bVdI/AAAAAAAAArI/YougElVOcos/s1600-h/IMG_3080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOowp8bVdI/AAAAAAAAArI/YougElVOcos/s320/IMG_3080.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360313535347512786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Boston, Taylor, Rylee and Preston cooling off in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOowNdcjTI/AAAAAAAAArA/Nb-YvnyEEDA/s1600-h/IMG_3075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOowNdcjTI/AAAAAAAAArA/Nb-YvnyEEDA/s320/IMG_3075.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360313527701376306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day we went to the Delta City Park and the kids had fun playing in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOqr2FzafI/AAAAAAAAArg/ADF8MIZQnv4/s1600-h/IMG_3087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOqr2FzafI/AAAAAAAAArg/ADF8MIZQnv4/s320/IMG_3087.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360315651731974642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOqrxNlg_I/AAAAAAAAAro/-68FvZJJ5SE/s1600-h/IMG_3091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOqrxNlg_I/AAAAAAAAAro/-68FvZJJ5SE/s320/IMG_3091.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360315650422440946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOqsX2mLUI/AAAAAAAAArw/B-HtCIEwetg/s1600-h/IMG_3093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOqsX2mLUI/AAAAAAAAArw/B-HtCIEwetg/s320/IMG_3093.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360315660794998082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason Preston didn't really like the water so here is hanging out in the shade with Grandma.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOqsvImCjI/AAAAAAAAAr4/fxeseJssSOM/s1600-h/IMG_3099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOqsvImCjI/AAAAAAAAAr4/fxeseJssSOM/s320/IMG_3099.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360315667044502066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night we went up the Oak City Canyon to roast hot dogs for dinner. The kids had tons of fun throwing rocks in the creek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOtOpffX0I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/HzTvn-VvmN0/s1600-h/IMG_3113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOtOpffX0I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/HzTvn-VvmN0/s320/IMG_3113.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360318448668729154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOtOTe55-I/AAAAAAAAAsI/RPjiZPE5SaQ/s1600-h/IMG_3114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOtOTe55-I/AAAAAAAAAsI/RPjiZPE5SaQ/s320/IMG_3114.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360318442760693730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOs_bupUgI/AAAAAAAAAsA/QU0wdQweh-0/s1600-h/IMG_3120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOs_bupUgI/AAAAAAAAAsA/QU0wdQweh-0/s320/IMG_3120.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360318187276161538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone for letting us come play and for the fun times that we had.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-274145937137817734?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/274145937137817734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=274145937137817734' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/274145937137817734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/274145937137817734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july-utah-trip.html' title='4th of July-Utah trip.'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SmOj5_M-6oI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/8kuTBn4jjpo/s72-c/IMG_3056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-6545320223829424446</id><published>2009-06-12T08:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T09:00:08.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing new.</title><content type='html'>Well we have not really been up to too much lately. I just can't believe how quickly the boys are growing up. As you can see in my next post down that the boys are potty trained. Hallelujah!!! It makes me kind of sad though that they are no longer babies. They are now little boys. They have been so crazy lately. Sometimes more that I can take. They are talking so good and love to copy anything Gary and I say. Definitely have to be careful what we say. &lt;br /&gt;Somethings Preston says:&lt;br /&gt;"Oh Crap" I have to take credit for that one, not really the best word but I figure there are worse ones he could be saying.&lt;br /&gt;He calls Boston "Pesson" it is almost like he is saying Preston but he knows he is talking about Boston. It will mix Gary and I up and we will say yeah that is Preston or whatever and say Preston's name and he will say "No that's Pesson"&lt;br /&gt;Lately he has been into Baseball. The last couple of mornings instead of watching cartoons on the Disney channel we have spent them watching "Sports Center" on ESPN. He comes into my room in the morning and says "Watch Baseball"&lt;br /&gt;This morning after Preston had gone pee in the potty, he was holding his "pee pee" and told me "That's a pee pee." I said "Yes that is a pee pee." Then as he is walking away he states "No that is not a pee pee that a wiener" I had to laugh. I guess that is what we are calling it now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somethings Boston says:&lt;br /&gt;He can say both his name and Preston's name very well. Lately when we call for Preston he yells "Preston Pacey" because that is what I yell alot since Pace is Prestons middle name.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what show he got this off of but he says "Arr Matey." Preston in return says "Arr Mickey"&lt;br /&gt;The other day he thought I was sleeping on the couch and he came up and said "Sweet Dreams." We never say this to them so another thing I am not sure where he learned it from. &lt;br /&gt;Every time we leave the house he says "Bye house"&lt;br /&gt;Boston is such a good singer too. He can sing all of "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" and almost all of "I am a child of God." One of these days I will get a video of it and post it. Preston also loves to sing but does not quite remember all the words so we get a lot of LAA Laa's at the top of his lungs.&lt;br /&gt;Boston can also count to about 13 or 14 and knows part of the ABC song when I sing it with him.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to post these pictures since I don't have too many recent photos. This was on my birthday a couple weeks ago. I had such a great day and Gary spoiled me like he usually does. &lt;br /&gt;Me and my little guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SjJ6s-oa_YI/AAAAAAAAAp4/0uOnvV1-d3w/s1600-h/IMG_3030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SjJ6s-oa_YI/AAAAAAAAAp4/0uOnvV1-d3w/s320/IMG_3030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346470620787572098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SjJ68qcsQFI/AAAAAAAAAqI/DZrbtJ9LHnk/s1600-h/IMG_3031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SjJ68qcsQFI/AAAAAAAAAqI/DZrbtJ9LHnk/s320/IMG_3031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346470890247569490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-6545320223829424446?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/6545320223829424446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=6545320223829424446' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/6545320223829424446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/6545320223829424446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2009/06/nothing-new.html' title='Nothing new.'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SjJ6s-oa_YI/AAAAAAAAAp4/0uOnvV1-d3w/s72-c/IMG_3030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-2030851723203695631</id><published>2009-06-12T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T08:36:53.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Trained!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SjJzEjzCoFI/AAAAAAAAApw/ZePr1BZ0ynw/s1600-h/IMG_2843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SjJzEjzCoFI/AAAAAAAAApw/ZePr1BZ0ynw/s320/IMG_2843.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346462229808193618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I finally did it. I originally posted clear back in March that I was going to start potty training the boys. Well I ended up putting it off (like I do most things). Our garage was smelling so bad though so a few weeks ago I decided I would just do it. Thanks to Annie and Susanna for the 3 day training method. It worked amazingly. Let me tell you though the first couple of days were brutal. I did not think it was going to work and was about to give up. But I persevered and it worked. So far we have not used a single Pull UP, that might change if we ever take a long trip in the car. Preston is doing the best out of the two but Boston does pretty good himself. Every now and then if I am not paying attention Boston will not tell me that he needs to go and will go in his pants. Preston however makes such a big deal about it. He runs out from wherever he is and yells "Gotta go pee pee." I have had a lot of people that are surprised that I did it so early for boys, and I am actually quite surprised with myself, but I am so glad that it is done. No more smelly diapers. Hooray!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-2030851723203695631?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/2030851723203695631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=2030851723203695631' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/2030851723203695631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/2030851723203695631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2009/06/potty-trained.html' title='Potty Trained!!!'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SjJzEjzCoFI/AAAAAAAAApw/ZePr1BZ0ynw/s72-c/IMG_2843.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-7808860009718873428</id><published>2009-05-18T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T14:59:13.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun</title><content type='html'>Well I realized it had been awhile since I had posted anything. We haven't really been up to too much. We had my parents, my sister Erin and her two girls, Rylee and Taylor, come down for a visit. It was so fun to see them. We had a really good time hanging out. We didn't too to much other than try to keep cool. We got the swimming pool out for the kids to swim in. They had so much fun. Sadly it already has holes in it so we had to throw it away. But it was fun while it lasted. Here are a few pictures of the kids enjoying the swimming pool and being outside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/ShHY2GvCrUI/AAAAAAAAApI/ijfB-qKDRR0/s1600-h/IMG_3005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/ShHY2GvCrUI/AAAAAAAAApI/ijfB-qKDRR0/s320/IMG_3005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337285457443204418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/ShHY2eLTaYI/AAAAAAAAApY/7qs3wqxozOw/s1600-h/IMG_3010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/ShHY2eLTaYI/AAAAAAAAApY/7qs3wqxozOw/s320/IMG_3010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337285463735757186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/ShHZ-l7CDXI/AAAAAAAAApo/g0BCNrh1yb4/s1600-h/IMG_3013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/ShHZ-l7CDXI/AAAAAAAAApo/g0BCNrh1yb4/s320/IMG_3013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337286702765575538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/ShHY2h82rII/AAAAAAAAApg/UnO0sdO5mWc/s1600-h/IMG_3015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/ShHY2h82rII/AAAAAAAAApg/UnO0sdO5mWc/s320/IMG_3015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337285464748895362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/ShHY2U5b_7I/AAAAAAAAApQ/yZ3GPn8FEPk/s1600-h/IMG_3006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/ShHY2U5b_7I/AAAAAAAAApQ/yZ3GPn8FEPk/s320/IMG_3006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337285461244903346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-7808860009718873428?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/7808860009718873428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=7808860009718873428' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/7808860009718873428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/7808860009718873428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer-fun.html' title='Summer Fun'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/ShHY2GvCrUI/AAAAAAAAApI/ijfB-qKDRR0/s72-c/IMG_3005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-2360163077903663845</id><published>2009-04-21T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T06:53:25.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Weekend</title><content type='html'>We had such a fun Easter weekend. We started out in Leamington at my parents house. The boys had so much fun there. They got to see a lot of cows, horses, goats, and even some pigs. We went to the sand dunes. Boston had so much fun there. He would climb to the top of the hill and then slide down on his bottom. Preston did not like it so much. I took his shoes off and the minute his feet touched the sand he started freaking out. So he left early with grandma and Aunt Erin.&lt;br /&gt;Here is Boston and Rylee coming down the sand dune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Se1NQDNTWuI/AAAAAAAAAnk/fvuY1O9v3as/s1600-h/IMG_2922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326998872383511266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Se1NQDNTWuI/AAAAAAAAAnk/fvuY1O9v3as/s320/IMG_2922.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back to Grandma and Grandpa's house and colored some Easter eggs. Boston and Preston had fun but they still didn't quite understand. Boston kept cracking the eggs on the table. They would also just stick their egg in any color and then plop it into another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Se1NQqx_DTI/AAAAAAAAAns/RK4g2ypuyqQ/s1600-h/IMG_2926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326998883006352690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Se1NQqx_DTI/AAAAAAAAAns/RK4g2ypuyqQ/s320/IMG_2926.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday morning we went to the town Easter egg hunt in Lynndyl. It was rainy and cold so the boys didn't really like it too much. They just kind of stood there shivering. So we picked up some candy for them and left. We then headed up to Grandma and Grandpa Knudsens house. Laurie, Jack, Ty, Connor and Sage were there. It was so fun to get to see them and play with them. It was a rainy day so we decided to go bowling. This was the first time Boston and Preston have gone bowling. They had so much fun. Preston would wait for his turn every time. He would roll the ball and then jump up and down yelling "I did it! I did it!" Preston would also cheer for every one as they went. He was so excited for every turn that each person took. He would jump and cheer for them. It was so cute. Boston had fun too. He didn't like the fact though that he had to wait for his turn. He could not get enough of it. Gary pretty much had to hold him down until his turn.&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture at the bowling alley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Se1NQ9ahWyI/AAAAAAAAAn0/-M8Y685ELCs/s1600-h/IMG_2930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326998888008211234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Se1NQ9ahWyI/AAAAAAAAAn0/-M8Y685ELCs/s320/IMG_2930.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we went bowling we went to the BYU Creamery for some ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;He is everyone deciding what they wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Se1NQ0875xI/AAAAAAAAAn8/lUOsTcmUG-M/s1600-h/IMG_2933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326998885736638226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Se1NQ0875xI/AAAAAAAAAn8/lUOsTcmUG-M/s320/IMG_2933.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Connor and Tyler enjoying their ice cream and Preston looking on jealously as he was not lucky enough to get any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Se1NRTVBr-I/AAAAAAAAAoE/nLKOhZ8Rqg0/s1600-h/IMG_2934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326998893890744290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Se1NRTVBr-I/AAAAAAAAAoE/nLKOhZ8Rqg0/s320/IMG_2934.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then headed back to the house and had dinner. Sean and Teagan, and Uncle Paul came over and we had a fun night full of dancing. Uncle Jack was the DJ and all the kids had fun dancing.&lt;br /&gt;Here is Preston busting a move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Se1QF_ZA0XI/AAAAAAAAAoM/RVC-e15BiS4/s1600-h/IMG_2939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327001998095077746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Se1QF_ZA0XI/AAAAAAAAAoM/RVC-e15BiS4/s320/IMG_2939.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is Boston dancing with Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Se1QGTlo_6I/AAAAAAAAAos/1-mqtLcbSa8/s1600-h/IMG_2973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327002003516751778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Se1QGTlo_6I/AAAAAAAAAos/1-mqtLcbSa8/s320/IMG_2973.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not quite sure what Boston is doing here but you can see Uncle Paul dancing in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Se1QGOpfIVI/AAAAAAAAAok/9V6D0KbduJA/s1600-h/IMG_2972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327002002190704978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Se1QGOpfIVI/AAAAAAAAAok/9V6D0KbduJA/s320/IMG_2972.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Boston with his cousing Connor. Boston had so much fun with Connor. He would follow him everywhere and Connor was so nice to play with Boston and share his Easter toys with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Se1QF9tDhDI/AAAAAAAAAoU/3lBHtF60YcU/s1600-h/IMG_2950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327001997642269746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Se1QF9tDhDI/AAAAAAAAAoU/3lBHtF60YcU/s320/IMG_2950.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best picture I could get with all of the kids. &lt;br /&gt;Teagan is the one that is upside down, Sage, Boston, Connor, Preston and Tyler on the back of the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Se1QGKHThqI/AAAAAAAAAoc/tZNyL3YHHIY/s1600-h/IMG_2953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327002000973596322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Se1QGKHThqI/AAAAAAAAAoc/tZNyL3YHHIY/s320/IMG_2953.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday the boys got their Easter baskets. They got some candy, books, and a football. That afternoon we had an egg hunt for the kids. Boston and Preston enjoyed this one a lot more since it was such a nice day. They still didn't really get what they were doing though so they needed a little help. Here they are looking for eggs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Se1SeBLBjvI/AAAAAAAAAo8/WioSWFn4JYY/s1600-h/IMG_2980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Se1SeBLBjvI/AAAAAAAAAo8/WioSWFn4JYY/s320/IMG_2980.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327004609913392882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Se1SeK2xrGI/AAAAAAAAAo0/RDg2xUobbk4/s1600-h/IMG_2979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Se1SeK2xrGI/AAAAAAAAAo0/RDg2xUobbk4/s320/IMG_2979.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327004612512820322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone for the fun time. It was so good to see everyone that was there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-2360163077903663845?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/2360163077903663845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=2360163077903663845' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/2360163077903663845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/2360163077903663845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-weekend.html' title='Easter Weekend'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Se1NQDNTWuI/AAAAAAAAAnk/fvuY1O9v3as/s72-c/IMG_2922.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-4204365308215859492</id><published>2009-03-16T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T10:00:07.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marcus and Maria got married...</title><content type='html'>My little brother got married. Congratulations to Marcus and Maria. They got married on Saturday, March 14th, in the Salt Lake Temple. We are so happy for them and we are so excited for Maria to be an official part of the family. As you can see from the pictures they are such a cute couple.&lt;br /&gt;These pictures are at the luncheon after the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Sb6FdzsM4JI/AAAAAAAAAm8/x0VxKSWbZA0/s1600-h/DSCF0759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Sb6FdzsM4JI/AAAAAAAAAm8/x0VxKSWbZA0/s320/DSCF0759.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313831357482066066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are with the happy couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Sb6EU--PfXI/AAAAAAAAAm0/zmlMP_wS1H4/s1600-h/DSCF0757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Sb6EU--PfXI/AAAAAAAAAm0/zmlMP_wS1H4/s320/DSCF0757.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313830106380074354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so dumb and did not take our camera. So I do not have any pictures of the reception yet. Hopefully I will get some that I can post of how cute Boston and Preston looked. &lt;br /&gt;Again Congratulations M&amp;M. We love you both.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-4204365308215859492?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/4204365308215859492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=4204365308215859492' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/4204365308215859492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/4204365308215859492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2009/03/marcus-and-maria-got-married.html' title='Marcus and Maria got married...'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Sb6FdzsM4JI/AAAAAAAAAm8/x0VxKSWbZA0/s72-c/DSCF0759.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-4966870710036061248</id><published>2009-03-04T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T22:26:05.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Training Time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Sa9wZ7Oo6HI/AAAAAAAAAmk/2y1jwp5wF2U/s1600-h/IMG_2843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Sa9wZ7Oo6HI/AAAAAAAAAmk/2y1jwp5wF2U/s320/IMG_2843.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309586076391237746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have been putting this off for awhile now. But I think it is time to start potty training my boys. They have been taking off their diapers and going potty on the floor. So I am taking that as my cue to do something. Which means teaching them to use the potty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a little nervous though. I have no idea how to even begin the process. So I am hoping my fellow blogging friends can be of some help. I have noticed that quite a few of you have been potty training your own kids, so I would love some advice. I will take any advice you can give. If you know of any good methods, books or websites to help I would love to hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway wish me luck. I will be so happy when it is done and I will no longer have to change diapers and will not have a stinky diaper pail that assaults me every time I go into the garage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-4966870710036061248?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/4966870710036061248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=4966870710036061248' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/4966870710036061248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/4966870710036061248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2009/03/potty-training-time.html' title='Potty Training Time...'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/Sa9wZ7Oo6HI/AAAAAAAAAmk/2y1jwp5wF2U/s72-c/IMG_2843.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-5077188695918047404</id><published>2009-03-01T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T00:31:39.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Must See Movie....</title><content type='html'>So tonight Gary and I had the rare oppurtunity of watching a movie together after the boys were put to bed. Usually we are both too tired to try to watch a movie but we were lucky enough to get a nap in today so we were able to stay up. We watched the movie FIREPROOF. Now don't say I didn't warn you but it was super CHEESY. But totally worth it. You don't find too many movies these days that have a good story and good morals to it. But this one did. It was a great lesson for life, love and taught about faith and love for God and Jesus Christ. At the end of the movie it gave a scripture in Romans 5:8. I got out the bible and looked it up. This one did not make all that much sense to me but at the bottom in the foot notes there was another scripture Mosiah 4:11 which I thought was a really great scripture. So after you have seen the movie, read that scripture as well. It actually really goes along with what they are teaching in the movie even though it is not an LDS movie. &lt;br /&gt;Also for the ladies it has Kurt Cameron. He still looks just as good as he did back in the 80's and 90's on Growing Pains. &lt;br /&gt;Hope you can take the time to watch this movie and you enjoy it as well. I would love to hear back from you if you see it and to know what you think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-5077188695918047404?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/5077188695918047404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=5077188695918047404' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/5077188695918047404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/5077188695918047404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2009/03/must-see-movie.html' title='A Must See Movie....'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-4435182926215157043</id><published>2009-02-19T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T20:32:29.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Well we have not been up to too much lately. This is why I have not blogged in so long. After we came back from Christmas we have all kind of taken turns being sick. Boston was sick off an on since Christmas. So mostly we have just been cooped up in our house for the last few weeks. We did take a trip to Utah. My parents had come down for a visit and then me and the boys went back up with them. We had a good time hanging out. Boston and Preston loved to have Rylee around to play with everyday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so glad that it is starting to warm up. We got to go to the park yesterday and the boys had so much fun. Boston kept screaming with joy and saying Woo Hoo! It was a much needed day out. Hopefully I can start taking some good pictures of my boys so I can post them. They are so hard to take pictures of though because they always want to see what I am taking a picture of so they never stay in front of the camera long enough for me to snap a picture. I usually just get one of them running at me to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was mine and Gary's 9 year anniversary. I can not believe we have been married that long. It just seems like yesterday that we were sitting in the temple and being sealed. We didn't really do anything. My sister and her husband came down so we had a nice little visit and dinner with them. We are waiting for the weekend to celebrate, we are combing our anniversary with Gary's b-day. Gary gave me some beautiful flowers and a couple of games for my Nintendo DS. He gave me Brain Age and it says that the age of my brain is 80. The best you can do is 20. When I got that score it said my brain was pretty tired. I am thinking not so much tired but really unused. Hopefully I can do the brain training and get my score up. Who knows how accurate this is but I do think my brain could use a little exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least I want to wish Gary a Happy Birthday. His birthday is tomorrow. I am so grateful for Gary. He is such a wonderful husband and father. Hope you have a good day. Happy Birthday!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-4435182926215157043?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/4435182926215157043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=4435182926215157043' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/4435182926215157043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/4435182926215157043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2009/02/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-7593080528248898960</id><published>2009-01-02T22:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T23:03:13.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogiversary!</title><content type='html'>I was just looking back through some of my old posts and realized that I have just past my one year Blogiversary. On December 14, 2007 I started this blog. When I started it I really didn't think that I would do that well at it. In fact after my original post it took me over 2 months to post again.  But now 44 posts later, I think I have done pretty good and have really enjoyed doing it. I don't know how many people actually look at it and like to see what I have to say but I think it is a fun way to keep track of what my family is doing. I am not very good at writing in my journal but I think this makes up for it and is a good way at doing it. Thanks to all those who do look and leave comments. Also thanks to all of you who update your own blogs. I love looking at them and try to leave comments whenever I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-7593080528248898960?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/7593080528248898960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=7593080528248898960' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/7593080528248898960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/7593080528248898960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2009/01/blogiversary.html' title='Blogiversary!'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-4561211731023816220</id><published>2009-01-02T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T20:18:04.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year's</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to wish everyone a Happy New Year. Gary and I didn't really do anything to celebrate. In fact I fell asleep just before midnight and Gary had to wake me up. We have a pretty good view of the strip so we wanted to see if we would be able to see the fireworks. Well this year they made it so the casinos could not set the fireworks off of their roof tops do to the fire on the Monte Carlo awhile back. So they had to shoot them off the parking garages. Well we could see them ok but not great so I just went back to bed. Pretty boring I know. Anyway I hope that everyone has a wonderful New Year and that all your wishes come true and your prayers are answered. If you are interested I posted a few things today that are below from the end of our year. Hope everyone had a very Merry Christmas and have a Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-4561211731023816220?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/4561211731023816220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=4561211731023816220' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/4561211731023816220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/4561211731023816220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-years.html' title='Happy New Year&apos;s'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-3109261681521477407</id><published>2009-01-02T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T20:12:17.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!!!</title><content type='html'>So I know this is late. What is new. Anyway we had a really good Christmas this year. We headed to my parents house for Christmas. Boston and Preston were having so much fun this year. They learned who Santa was and loved watching movies or reading books about him. But even though they loved the idea of Santa I thought for sure that neither of them would go anywhere near Santa. Every time we would look at blogs and people had their kids on Santa's lap I would ask if they would sit on Santa's lap and just about every time they would say no. Every year Santa comes around to all the houses in my parents town. Someone had seen Santa down the street so me, Boston and Preston and Rylee (their cousin) were watching for Santa out the front window. He pulled in across the street and was waving. Well that set Preston off. He went crazy, crying and shaking and trying to get into the other room. Boston seemed okay though. So in comes Santa. Preston of course was nowhere to be found and Rylee had gone off hiding also. So we asked Boston if he wanted to sit on Santa's lap and to my surprise he walked right up and got on. He was mesmerized by him. He just kept looking at him and patting his beard and then when Santa was leaving he gave him a big hug. It was so cute. I thought for sure he would be crying, especially after seeing Prestons reaction but he didn't. Here is a picture of Boston on Santa's lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7e5csAZjI/AAAAAAAAAk4/3xiugHCv0r0/s1600-h/Preston%26Santa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7e5csAZjI/AAAAAAAAAk4/3xiugHCv0r0/s320/Preston%26Santa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286908091114219058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the only picture of Preston with Santa. Then he was missing in action. You can't really tell but he is holding on for dear life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7fSCRBEBI/AAAAAAAAAlI/EO6ROo_fOUg/s1600-h/SantaArriving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7fSCRBEBI/AAAAAAAAAlI/EO6ROo_fOUg/s320/SantaArriving.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286908513518424082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few other pictures from our Christmas. I was so mad though. Our camera ran out of batteries and I couldn't get anymore so we have no pictures from Christmas morning. Preston and Rylee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7hqEh4o2I/AAAAAAAAAlo/E-FzXgmnE58/s1600-h/Preston%26Rylee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7hqEh4o2I/AAAAAAAAAlo/E-FzXgmnE58/s320/Preston%26Rylee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286911125466162018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great-grandma McIntyre (my grandma), Preston and Rylee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7hqNe9YZI/AAAAAAAAAlg/EN1c-9DDEIw/s1600-h/IMG_2733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7hqNe9YZI/AAAAAAAAAlg/EN1c-9DDEIw/s320/IMG_2733.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286911127869809042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston and Rylee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7hp7UH2-I/AAAAAAAAAlY/-BohFfh2wes/s1600-h/IMG_2731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7hp7UH2-I/AAAAAAAAAlY/-BohFfh2wes/s320/IMG_2731.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286911122992520162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston, Rylee and Preston watching the Polar Express. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7hpdDfa3I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Sr8Yg-tQsBg/s1600-h/IMG_2723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7hpdDfa3I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Sr8Yg-tQsBg/s320/IMG_2723.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286911114869697394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great Christmas. Boston and Preston got a new truck, some cars, some clothes, a few movies, and a couple guitars from Santa and mom and dad. They got some really cool motorcycles from grandma and grandpa. Thanks for the good Christmas mom and dad. We had a great week. It was so fun to just relax and spend time with our family. We missed having my sister Kara and her family but hope we can see them soon. I also want to say I am so thankful for the real meaning of Christmas. I am so thankful for the birth of our Savior, Jesus Christ. I am so aware of all the blessings that I have in my life and know that they are all made possible by the Savior and our Heavenly Father. I am so thankful to have the gospel in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-3109261681521477407?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/3109261681521477407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=3109261681521477407' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/3109261681521477407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/3109261681521477407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2009/01/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!!!'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7e5csAZjI/AAAAAAAAAk4/3xiugHCv0r0/s72-c/Preston%26Santa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-6400967432720051858</id><published>2009-01-02T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T19:32:56.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Before we left for Utah we let the boys open their presents from Grandma and Grandpa Knudsen. They got a Little People School Bus and Airplane, and two new books. They loved their new toys and books. Boston takes one of the books to bed everynight. Thanks Grandma and Grandpa.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7btnKpzaI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Ymgk1kBqqLY/s1600-h/IMG_2712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7btnKpzaI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Ymgk1kBqqLY/s320/IMG_2712.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286904589233802658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston loving his new book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7buNuzV6I/AAAAAAAAAkw/iiXrbzouiKo/s1600-h/IMG_2716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7buNuzV6I/AAAAAAAAAkw/iiXrbzouiKo/s320/IMG_2716.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286904599585970082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying their new toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7btx_ny4I/AAAAAAAAAko/iPckP24vty4/s1600-h/IMG_2715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7btx_ny4I/AAAAAAAAAko/iPckP24vty4/s320/IMG_2715.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286904592140323714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-6400967432720051858?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/6400967432720051858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=6400967432720051858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/6400967432720051858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/6400967432720051858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2009/01/before-we-left-for-utah-we-let-boys.html' title=''/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7btnKpzaI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Ymgk1kBqqLY/s72-c/IMG_2712.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-837031362006638339</id><published>2009-01-02T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T19:11:27.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just wanted to share a picture of our Christmas tree. We got a new one this year. It was prelit. I was so excited not to have to put strands of lights on the Christmas tree. It was a little difficult to decorate as it was 12 feet tall and we only had a 6 foot ladder. But somehow I got it done. The boys loved the Christmas tree this year. As you can see from the bottom of the tree they loved it too much. I finally had to take all the ornaments off the bottom 3 or 4 feet as everytime I would go into the room there would be about 20 ornaments on the floor being kicked or thrown around. I finally got sick of putting them back on that I just left them off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7WItOC3qI/AAAAAAAAAkY/5e0LOyRDu7Y/s1600-h/IMG_2656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7WItOC3qI/AAAAAAAAAkY/5e0LOyRDu7Y/s320/IMG_2656.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286898457645342370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston in front of the tree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7WIEaTvUI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Biv_28Jue2A/s1600-h/IMG_2705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7WIEaTvUI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Biv_28Jue2A/s320/IMG_2705.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286898446690925890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston in front of the tree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7WHqkUqMI/AAAAAAAAAkI/cBm3thwfnXk/s1600-h/IMG_2706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7WHqkUqMI/AAAAAAAAAkI/cBm3thwfnXk/s320/IMG_2706.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286898439753607362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys loved to turn the lights on. Every morning they would come down and go straight to turning them on. And everyday they would ask for me to take a picture of them in front of the tree. So I have alot of pictures of them standing in front of the tree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-837031362006638339?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/837031362006638339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=837031362006638339' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/837031362006638339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/837031362006638339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-just-wanted-to-share-picture-of-our.html' title=''/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7WItOC3qI/AAAAAAAAAkY/5e0LOyRDu7Y/s72-c/IMG_2656.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-4639128456111539782</id><published>2009-01-02T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T19:03:05.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>These pictures are a little old. They should have gone with my last post when it snowed but I have been slacking on my blogging and have not felt like posting. So I guess better late than never. &lt;br /&gt;This is a one of the snowmen that Gary built for the boys. They were so excited and kept running to the window to look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7UbFkFoMI/AAAAAAAAAj4/z2YLWosOsHA/s1600-h/IMG_2689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7UbFkFoMI/AAAAAAAAAj4/z2YLWosOsHA/s320/IMG_2689.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286896574394638530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the day after we got the big snow storm. I took the boys over to the promenade to play.&lt;br /&gt;Preston stomping the snow with his shoes. He thought it was so fun to march in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7SCMVzVgI/AAAAAAAAAjo/J3TFicn7b3E/s1600-h/IMG_2693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7SCMVzVgI/AAAAAAAAAjo/J3TFicn7b3E/s320/IMG_2693.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286893947693782530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston enjoying the snow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7SBvoGYRI/AAAAAAAAAjg/bh4jrvAtD8U/s1600-h/IMG_2695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7SBvoGYRI/AAAAAAAAAjg/bh4jrvAtD8U/s320/IMG_2695.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286893939985899794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They still wanted to go down the slide. I tried to tell them it was too icy but they did not listen. It was actually kind of funny. Boston went first and hit a little patch of snow at the bottom of the slide and went flying off into the snow piled at the bottom. He was not happy. So he was sitting there crying at the bottom. Me being the nice mom that I am, instead of helping Preston just go back down I made him go down the slide too. So he hit the same spot of ice and flew off into Boston who is still sitting at the bottom crying. I was wishing I would have had a video camera to catch it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7SACGg4mI/AAAAAAAAAjY/NLDPonrLdeg/s1600-h/IMG_2692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7SACGg4mI/AAAAAAAAAjY/NLDPonrLdeg/s320/IMG_2692.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286893910585565794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston and Preston enjoying the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7R_v8nyyI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/PUEn9AT6h7w/s1600-h/IMG_2691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7R_v8nyyI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/PUEn9AT6h7w/s320/IMG_2691.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286893905712237346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a couple days later when it snowed again. Boston and Preston were so excited. They pulled these chairs over and just stood their watching the snow fall for at least an hour or so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7SChyr23I/AAAAAAAAAjw/D6EmXrSbqiw/s1600-h/IMG_2700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7SChyr23I/AAAAAAAAAjw/D6EmXrSbqiw/s320/IMG_2700.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286893953452071794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy it is snowing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7UblBx0kI/AAAAAAAAAkA/fYdDV9Lg7Oo/s1600-h/IMG_2702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7UblBx0kI/AAAAAAAAAkA/fYdDV9Lg7Oo/s320/IMG_2702.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286896582840668738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every couple days now Preston will go to the window to look out and say "Snowing". He just wants it to snow again so bad. I think I have had enough snow for this winter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-4639128456111539782?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/4639128456111539782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=4639128456111539782' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/4639128456111539782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/4639128456111539782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2009/01/these-pictures-are-little-old.html' title=''/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SV7UbFkFoMI/AAAAAAAAAj4/z2YLWosOsHA/s72-c/IMG_2689.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-4539327347795540831</id><published>2008-12-15T09:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T16:50:03.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it Snow! .....</title><content type='html'>Let it Snow!... Let it Snow!....This morning when we woke up it was looking a little ominous outside. I thought it was just going to start raining but at about 7:30 I looked out the window and saw snow. So far this is what it looks like and it hasn't stopped yet.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SUaR6lLUJdI/AAAAAAAAAjA/RLf8CYpNtUY/s1600-h/IMG_2683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SUaR6lLUJdI/AAAAAAAAAjA/RLf8CYpNtUY/s320/IMG_2683.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280068048736495058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SUaR6HucqoI/AAAAAAAAAi4/3h1w2HZ1Ysw/s1600-h/IMG_2682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SUaR6HucqoI/AAAAAAAAAi4/3h1w2HZ1Ysw/s320/IMG_2682.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280068040830790274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy that it is snowing here in Las Vegas. This however is not the first time we have seen snow here. We have lived here for about 7 years and I think we have had one day with a little snow every year. But never like this during the daytime. In years past we have only woke up to snow that fell during the night and then by the time the sun came out it always turned to rain. Well this snow started after the sun came up so it will be interesting to see how long it lasts until it turns to rain. The boys have loved watching it out the window. Maybe later if I decide to brave the cold I will let them go out and play in it. We will see though I am usually not that nice when it comes to the cold and snow. That is one of the things I have loved about being out of Utah is not having to deal with the snow every winter. But I guess I can handle it for a day or so. The one nice thing about it though is it does make it feel a little more like Christmas. We will actually have to wear a coat. We have still been in short sleeves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one last picture that Gary took this afternoon after it had snowed all day. Right now it has pretty much stopped but I think we are supposed to get somemore over the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SUb7ADEUnNI/AAAAAAAAAjI/O89mWESgmDk/s1600-h/IMG_2686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SUb7ADEUnNI/AAAAAAAAAjI/O89mWESgmDk/s320/IMG_2686.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280183591380491474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-4539327347795540831?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/4539327347795540831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=4539327347795540831' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/4539327347795540831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/4539327347795540831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2008/12/let-it-snow.html' title='Let it Snow! .....'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SUaR6lLUJdI/AAAAAAAAAjA/RLf8CYpNtUY/s72-c/IMG_2683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-6792256304918543202</id><published>2008-12-02T17:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T20:28:22.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>I know I am a little late as usual with this post. We had a wonderful Thanksgiving this year. We were able to go to Provo and spend the weekend with Gary's family. Everyone was there except Gary's sister and her family. We missed you guys so much, wish you could have been there. We spent the whole weekend just relaxing and hanging out with the family. I am so Thankful for such wonderful in-laws. They are all so kind to me and have welcomed me into their family like one of their own. I am so lucky to have them as family. I know so many people that don't have good in-laws so I feel so blessed. I am so thankful this year for so many things. I am Thankful for Boston and Preston. They can drive me insane but I love them so much and know how blessed we are to have them in our lives. I am so thankful for Gary. He is such a wonderful husband and father. He works so hard to give our family what we need and allows me to stay home to take care of our children. I am thankful for my family. I am so lucky to have been raised by great parents that raised me in the gospel and give me unconditional love and support. I am thankful for my sisters and brother and their families. I don't know where we would be without our wonderful families. I am so thankful for the gospel in my life. The teachings that we learn have helped me through so many things and I am so blessed to have those teachings in my life. I have so many more things that I could list but I don't want to go on and on. &lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from our fun weekend. &lt;br /&gt;Boston and cousin Teagan giving each other a hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/STXeFqVOrZI/AAAAAAAAAiM/7-qx0kNBEYM/s1600-h/IMG_2608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/STXeFqVOrZI/AAAAAAAAAiM/7-qx0kNBEYM/s320/IMG_2608.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275366727378447762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/STXeFSckgFI/AAAAAAAAAiE/I0FMV58_fKE/s1600-h/IMG_2607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/STXeFSckgFI/AAAAAAAAAiE/I0FMV58_fKE/s320/IMG_2607.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275366720966787154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston and Grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/STXeFBdTQ_I/AAAAAAAAAh8/_jQHxVnm5KE/s1600-h/IMG_2606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/STXeFBdTQ_I/AAAAAAAAAh8/_jQHxVnm5KE/s320/IMG_2606.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275366716406449138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Salt Lake Temple to see all the Christmas lights at Temple Square. They were so pretty and the boys loved looking at all the lights. They also loved seeing the temple. They would look up at it and point and say temple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/STXeFxHbQ3I/AAAAAAAAAic/sbKLviJfTwU/s1600-h/IMG_2624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/STXeFxHbQ3I/AAAAAAAAAic/sbKLviJfTwU/s320/IMG_2624.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275366729199600498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/STXeF_zKsxI/AAAAAAAAAiU/WcUuhZseoaM/s1600-h/IMG_2613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/STXeF_zKsxI/AAAAAAAAAiU/WcUuhZseoaM/s320/IMG_2613.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275366733141160722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of the reflection pond. They had a manger scene in the middle and then on the sides up a little higher you can kind of see the sheperds and there were different animals there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/STXevceH_KI/AAAAAAAAAik/ifASYxQM41Y/s1600-h/IMG_2628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/STXevceH_KI/AAAAAAAAAik/ifASYxQM41Y/s320/IMG_2628.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGER_PHOTO_ID_5275367445212167330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary's brother Steve in front of the temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/STXe-VEfdNI/AAAAAAAAAis/K_7tmZILr2A/s1600-h/IMG_2630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/STXe-VEfdNI/AAAAAAAAAis/K_7tmZILr2A/s320/IMG_2630.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275367700923643090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving. I would also like to wish everyone a Happy Holiday Season. I am so excited. I just started pulling out my Christmas stuff today. I am so excited to get the house decorated. I just bought a Christmas Tree online yesterday so I am hoping that it gets here soon so we can get it up and decorated. Merry Christmas!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-6792256304918543202?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/6792256304918543202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=6792256304918543202' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/6792256304918543202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/6792256304918543202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/STXeFqVOrZI/AAAAAAAAAiM/7-qx0kNBEYM/s72-c/IMG_2608.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-6659119666901280360</id><published>2008-11-23T22:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T22:23:31.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elf Yourself!</title><content type='html'>I decided to hijack Kelly's blog tonight and add a family tradition.  I know it isn't Christmas yet, but I've seen plenty in all of the stores we shop at.  You may need to stop or pause the music on the player at the bottom of the page before you start the video....  Which reminds me that you can all thank me for the music on this blog as Kelly would have you listening to "The Sound of Music" soundtrack. -I have a confession.. I like the goat song.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Kendra asked if she could join us so I didn't decline.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='background-color:#e9e9e9; width: 425px;'&gt;&lt;object id='A407624' quality='high' data='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=ER4amVXpUkNEfDeT&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=ElfYourself' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' height='319' width='425'&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=ER4amVXpUkNEfDeT&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=ElfYourself'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='scaleMode' value='showAll'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='quality' value='high'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowNetworking' value='all'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowFullScreen' value='true' /&gt;&lt;param name='FlashVars' value='external_make_id=ER4amVXpUkNEfDeT&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=ElfYourself'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowScriptAccess' value='always'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center; width:435px; margin-top:6px;'&gt;Send your own &lt;a href='http://www.elfyourself.com'&gt;ElfYourself&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href='http://www.jibjab.com'&gt;eCards&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyMjc1MDY5NDUwMjMmcHQ9MTIyNzUwNjk2ODQ4OCZwPTQxODgxMyZkPTIwMjY3NSZnPTImdD*mbz**ZjRhNzA2NjgxM2I*NDY1OGE*ZWY1YWI1MTRkMDg*YQ==.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-6659119666901280360?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/6659119666901280360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=6659119666901280360' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/6659119666901280360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/6659119666901280360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2008/11/send-your-own-elfyourself-ecards.html' title='Elf Yourself!'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-1430368268544208391</id><published>2008-11-15T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T22:15:25.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What We've Been Up To.....</title><content type='html'>Well not a whole lot has been going on here. I haven't posted for awhile so I thought I would just do a quick post. I just wanted to right down a few of the things the boys have been doing lately. They have both really started talking. People that haven't seen them for a couple of weeks even notice the difference. They both are different in their speech though. Boston has a cute little voice and Preston is a little louder. Boston doesn't say word right away when we ask him to. He thinks about it for a day or longer and then it comes out really clearly. When my brother Marcus was coming down I worked on them saying his name and Boston would not say anything and then one day he just said it as clearly as me. Preston when you ask him to say something he doesn't even stop to think so most things come out nothing like what it is supposed to sound like. Preston loves to sing. Not real words to anything but you can definitely tell the difference between his singing and his talking. Boston and Preston both like to lead music. When we are at church as soon as the piano or organ starts playing that stop whatever they are doing and wave their hands around like they know what they are doing. Now that I am trying to think of things that they say I can't so I am going to have to try to write things down while they are awake. But Boston can say Preston's name. Every time I call for Preston I have a little echo of Boston repeating it. Also Boston has started calling Gary and I by our names. He will call and say Gary or Kelly. It is cute. He also says the word cute. One day I told him he looked so cute. So now when he gets his shirts on or his shoes on he looks at me and says Cute. Bostons loves animals. Every time we go anywhere and there is a dog he just laughs and laughs at it and wants to pet it. He also loves his trains and kicking balls. Preston has really learned alot of words too. He is a talker. He talks the most but alot of it is not understandable. He can't say his name or Bostons name but he calls Boston "brother". Preston is funny, he says the word -there- after about every sentence. He will go through everyone in a picture and say mommy there, daddy there, brother there. He has also started calling me monny. At first when he wanted me a would yell ma but then somehow it turned to monny. Preston also loves animals. Preston is a lover and a fighter. Boston for the most part unless he wants something from Preston leaves him alone. But Preston loves to wrestle Boston. He will knock him to the ground and then sit on him until I get him off. Boston hasn't quite learned how to fight back. But then Preston also like to give the loves. He always wants to give Boston hugs or hold his had and Boston will run away. Preston always gets his feelings hurt and runs around after him with his arms out until he gets the hug. They also both love to read books. We read every night before they go to bed. They have a stack of books in their bedroom and every now and then when it seems a little too quiet I will go looking for them and they will be in their bedroom together just looking at books and acting like they are reading them to each other. They love the moon. Every night they look out the window to try to see it and every night we have to say night night to the moon before they can go to be. &lt;br /&gt;They are both just getting so big and so crazy. Some days I don't know how much more I can take. But they are also so fun to watch together. I can't believe how fast time flys so I am trying to learn to be a little more patient with them and just enjoy the time we have together. &lt;br /&gt;Sorry this is kind of a long and boring post but this is my journal, like I know it is for most of you so it is my way of keeping track of what the boys are up to. &lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures of the boys. Most of them are of Boston this time. Lately it seems like they have mostly had Preston. Every time I pull out the camera Boston runs over to me and wants to take the picture so he is hardly ever in them. But a couple days ago I was able to get a couple cute ones. So here they are.&lt;br /&gt;Ok so this first picture is actually not so cute. But kind of (I guess) a funny story. The other day I was doing something in my bedroom and Boston was in the office playing with some walkie talkies. Then I notice it was really quiet so you know what that means TROUBLE. So I went looking for him and this is what I found. He had taken off his pants and diaper and pooped on the floor. Needless to say it was not that funny at the time but I couldn't help but laugh a little bit as you can see by the look on his face he knew he had done something wrong. I am starting to think we may be starting potty training soon but I am not looking forward to it so I will procrastinate as long as possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SR-4BkWjXvI/AAAAAAAAAhE/sa55Qr-6OJg/s1600-h/IMG_2597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SR-4BkWjXvI/AAAAAAAAAhE/sa55Qr-6OJg/s320/IMG_2597.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269132426124418802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hitching a ride from daddy. He loves to ride on daddy's back and shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SR-4BUBpYMI/AAAAAAAAAg8/E96NJY4A_NM/s1600-h/IMG_2596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SR-4BUBpYMI/AAAAAAAAAg8/E96NJY4A_NM/s320/IMG_2596.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269132421741764802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to grandma on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SR-4BJYhMnI/AAAAAAAAAg0/zdbDfNc0Bo4/s1600-h/IMG_2587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SR-4BJYhMnI/AAAAAAAAAg0/zdbDfNc0Bo4/s320/IMG_2587.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269132418884907634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going on a trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SR-4BACi0qI/AAAAAAAAAgs/OQMHShr2Cfg/s1600-h/IMG_2584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SR-4BACi0qI/AAAAAAAAAgs/OQMHShr2Cfg/s320/IMG_2584.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269132416376820386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posing for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SR-4AoPL--I/AAAAAAAAAgk/GWUlr7PHWhc/s1600-h/IMG_2583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SR-4AoPL--I/AAAAAAAAAgk/GWUlr7PHWhc/s320/IMG_2583.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269132409987398626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston and Preston reading books together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SR-4cEP0PPI/AAAAAAAAAhc/7cGUh9vx7SM/s1600-h/IMG_2549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SR-4cEP0PPI/AAAAAAAAAhc/7cGUh9vx7SM/s320/IMG_2549.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269132881362697458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SR-4b1nfnCI/AAAAAAAAAhU/xJSQSuQC6tk/s1600-h/IMG_2548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SR-4b1nfnCI/AAAAAAAAAhU/xJSQSuQC6tk/s320/IMG_2548.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269132877435477026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston relaxing in his chair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SR-4bvzuE9I/AAAAAAAAAhM/P6hulqoMm3w/s1600-h/IMG_2599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SR-4bvzuE9I/AAAAAAAAAhM/P6hulqoMm3w/s320/IMG_2599.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269132875876144082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-1430368268544208391?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/1430368268544208391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=1430368268544208391' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/1430368268544208391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/1430368268544208391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-weve-been-up-to.html' title='What We&apos;ve Been Up To.....'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SR-4BkWjXvI/AAAAAAAAAhE/sa55Qr-6OJg/s72-c/IMG_2597.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-6360071006593876633</id><published>2008-11-04T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T09:29:48.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>I know this post is a little late, but better late than never I guess. This year we went to Utah for Halloween. We went up on Tuesday and got there in time for my parents ward party. They had different games like a fishing pond, a cake walk, bean bag toss and many more. Boston and Preston didn't really get the games but they enjoyed the treats that the received. That night was the only night I got pictures of them. It was such a crazy night on Halloween that I didn't really get any. When we got to my parents house and my neice Rylee saw that the boys were monkey's she wanted to be one too. She had a monkey costume from last year. So we had 3 cute little monkeys. On Halloween we went down to a care center in Delta. That had some of the residents there dressed up and had a few games and treats for the kids. Then we went trick-or-treating to a few houses in my parent neighborhood. We only made it to about 6 houses but they still got a pretty good stash of candy. Preston loved it. He would always be the first one to the door and he would say Trick or treat and walk right into the peoples homes and then take as many peices of candy as he could get away with. Boston had fun too but he was more into eating the candy. Every peice a got in his bucket he would take out and want to eat right then. So as long as he had candy he was good. It was fun to see them having fun doing this. And now I have a whole bunch of candy to snack on. While we were there we got to see both my sisters and their families as well as my brother and his fiance. My Aunt Cathy and Larry came down from Salt Lake and my Aunt Marianne and Uncle Bud came from Olympia, WA. We don't get to see them much so it was fun to see them. Here are the pictures of my cute monkeys. I hope everyone had a fun day. Now I am just getting excited for Christmas. I can't wait to get out all my Christmas decorations. But I guess I have to wait for Thanksgiving to get over. &lt;br /&gt;Here is Preston wearing some crazy eyeball glasses. Ry got these at a Halloween party and Preston loved wearing them. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SRCFBIse3_I/AAAAAAAAAgM/QjoLsZmADOI/s1600-h/IMG_2575%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SRCFBIse3_I/AAAAAAAAAgM/QjoLsZmADOI/s320/IMG_2575%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264854218956529650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SRCFAlHr2QI/AAAAAAAAAgE/UhYHIF4JAOY/s1600-h/IMG_2566%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SRCFAlHr2QI/AAAAAAAAAgE/UhYHIF4JAOY/s320/IMG_2566%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264854209406949634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rylee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SRCFAtf-l7I/AAAAAAAAAf8/T8UPsMrOF5o/s1600-h/IMG_2564%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SRCFAtf-l7I/AAAAAAAAAf8/T8UPsMrOF5o/s320/IMG_2564%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264854211656325042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston, Boston and Rylee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SRCFAT9r44I/AAAAAAAAAf0/kt4YCeNSgns/s1600-h/IMG_2562%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SRCFAT9r44I/AAAAAAAAAf0/kt4YCeNSgns/s320/IMG_2562%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264854204801606530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SRCFAf1nDTI/AAAAAAAAAfs/uiZKtjKljbM/s1600-h/IMG_2561%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SRCFAf1nDTI/AAAAAAAAAfs/uiZKtjKljbM/s320/IMG_2561%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264854207988960562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These next two aren't the greatest picture but I wanted to get a picture of all the kids up. This is Rylee in here princess costume that she wore on Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SRCGImgQoFI/AAAAAAAAAgc/5D0nTaMb9Gw/s1600-h/IMG_2578%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SRCGImgQoFI/AAAAAAAAAgc/5D0nTaMb9Gw/s320/IMG_2578%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264855446729039954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanna and Isaac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SRCGIfhyqKI/AAAAAAAAAgU/-tbSnjDl81k/s1600-h/IMG_2579%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SRCGIfhyqKI/AAAAAAAAAgU/-tbSnjDl81k/s320/IMG_2579%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264855444856416418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-6360071006593876633?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/6360071006593876633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=6360071006593876633' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/6360071006593876633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/6360071006593876633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SRCFBIse3_I/AAAAAAAAAgM/QjoLsZmADOI/s72-c/IMG_2575%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-6532801255438550669</id><published>2008-10-06T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T23:38:12.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look who's turned the TERRIBLE 2's times 2......</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to Boston and Preston. &lt;br /&gt;They were a little unsure about the flame on the candle. That is why they don't have the cutest faces on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SOr8qflbsJI/AAAAAAAAAd0/fy7vF2NHEnA/s1600-h/IMG_2498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SOr8qflbsJI/AAAAAAAAAd0/fy7vF2NHEnA/s320/IMG_2498.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254289722244313234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Boston and Preston's 2nd birthday. I can't believe my babies are 2 years old. Where has the time gone? They are getting so big and so smart. They are saying new words everyday. Preston's latest word is Einsteins and Boston's is Rocket. You can see who has been spending way too much time watching Little Einsteins. Boston also says what I hope is "OH Shoot" when something happens. It doesn't always sound like shoot though. I am sure you can figure out which swear word it does sound like. They are so active too. They really keep me busy. &lt;br /&gt;We had a great day. We started out on Sunday giving them their cake. Boston didn't really like his I guess but Preston sure did enjoy his. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SOr-H3Ga8bI/AAAAAAAAAd8/Us5E4yBQS3s/s1600-h/IMG_2501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SOr-H3Ga8bI/AAAAAAAAAd8/Us5E4yBQS3s/s320/IMG_2501.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254291326284526002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SOr-H-dJYPI/AAAAAAAAAeE/f13vAaVuWc0/s1600-h/IMG_2502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SOr-H-dJYPI/AAAAAAAAAeE/f13vAaVuWc0/s320/IMG_2502.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254291328258892018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not very creative on the cake so it was just a yellow cake with chocolate frosting. It was the worse cake I have ever seen but it still tasted good so I guess that is all that matters. We didn't even take a picture of it it was so bad. &lt;br /&gt;Boston and Preston were lucky enough to have their grandma and grandpa Knudsen here for their b-day. So last night they also opened their present from them. It was a motorcycle toy that looked like the front of a motorcycle with handle bars and all sorts of buttons that made noise. They have had so much fun with them. Here is a picture of it. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SOr_F0R2rHI/AAAAAAAAAeM/cEDGtJzps0A/s1600-h/IMG_2509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SOr_F0R2rHI/AAAAAAAAAeM/cEDGtJzps0A/s320/IMG_2509.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254292390679063666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at all these other presents that they got. What spoiled little boys. But they did love everything they got and were having so much fun playing with it. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SOr_ZnnUbUI/AAAAAAAAAeU/sO2X83Nqa9Y/s1600-h/IMG_2520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SOr_ZnnUbUI/AAAAAAAAAeU/sO2X83Nqa9Y/s320/IMG_2520.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254292730876816706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some of the other gifts they got were Tonka trucks that pulled things behind them, Some hot wheels, a Thomas the Train ball pit, Blocks, Toy remote control trains and wood puzzles from Grandma and Grandpa Pace and Great Grandma MCIntyre. Cousin Rylee was so nice. When she saw Grandma Pace putting all the gifts in the bags she wanted to give Boston and Preston something. So she went and got a pink princess camera out of her toy box and a card with $2.00 in it and sent it along too. Sad to say with all the money spent on gifts meant for boys they have liked the pink camera the best.&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few more pictures of Boston and Preston on their b-day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SOsBbtKy7YI/AAAAAAAAAec/IftQPKI4Iuk/s1600-h/IMG_2515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SOsBbtKy7YI/AAAAAAAAAec/IftQPKI4Iuk/s320/IMG_2515.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254294965750787458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SOsBbn_kH_I/AAAAAAAAAek/QLZiAGrOC6Y/s1600-h/IMG_2521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SOsBbn_kH_I/AAAAAAAAAek/QLZiAGrOC6Y/s320/IMG_2521.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254294964361502706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SOsBbh1hMxI/AAAAAAAAAes/wnnAriA9894/s1600-h/IMG_2523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SOsBbh1hMxI/AAAAAAAAAes/wnnAriA9894/s320/IMG_2523.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254294962708755218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SOsBb1IJ_9I/AAAAAAAAAe0/3BrSuxfhXBs/s1600-h/IMG_2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SOsBb1IJ_9I/AAAAAAAAAe0/3BrSuxfhXBs/s320/IMG_2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254294967887200210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SOsBb3pU1cI/AAAAAAAAAe8/ibmph-v6Xo0/s1600-h/IMG_2535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SOsBb3pU1cI/AAAAAAAAAe8/ibmph-v6Xo0/s320/IMG_2535.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254294968563193282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SOsBpmJWHjI/AAAAAAAAAfE/hb1b37-6IYo/s1600-h/IMG_2536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SOsBpmJWHjI/AAAAAAAAAfE/hb1b37-6IYo/s320/IMG_2536.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254295204383825458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also took the boys to Pump It Up. They had so much fun. And tomorrow we are having a little party at the park for some of their friends. I think they had a pretty good day and made out with a lot of gifts. Thanks to everyone who called and gave them presents. &lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for Boston and Preston in my life. They are such sweet little blessings in my life (even when they do drive me crazy). I don't know what I would do without them. I love them so much. So HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Boston and Preston.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-6532801255438550669?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/6532801255438550669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=6532801255438550669' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/6532801255438550669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/6532801255438550669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday.html' title='Look who&apos;s turned the TERRIBLE 2&apos;s times 2......'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SOr8qflbsJI/AAAAAAAAAd0/fy7vF2NHEnA/s72-c/IMG_2498.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-6017898649611242959</id><published>2008-09-26T21:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T21:27:49.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New House</title><content type='html'>Well it is official. We are so excited. We signed the papers on our new house today so it is ours. We are so happy to get into a bigger house. It is amazing how quickly you grow out of a house. When Gary and I first bought the house we have been in since we got to Vegas I thought we could be here forever. Well add 6 years and 2 kids into the mix and your house fills up pretty quickly. Our new house has 5 bedrooms and 3 bathrooms. Right now this is a couple rooms too many but I am sure it won't take us long to fill up any extra space there is. But I am hoping that this is the last time we have to move in like the next 20 years. I hate moving. It is just way too much work. I don't know how people can do it every couple of years. So tomorrow is the big day. I am happy and sad. Happy about getting a brand new house but sad to move away from friends. Even though we are still in Las Vegas we are going to be about 20 miles away from where we are now. I am also really going to miss our ward. This is the only ward we have been in since we came. There have been a few changes over the years with splits but basically alot of the same people. I have loved this ward and the people there have been like family. That is a very nice thing about the wards here. You are each others family since not too many people are actually from here it seems. This ward has supported Gary and I through many happy and sad times. I am really hoping that we get into just as good of a ward. Anyway I just wanted to share a few pictures. They don't have the best lighting because it was getting dark and we just have the cheap lights that the builder puts in right now. &lt;br /&gt;Here is the front of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SN2ypEkmLhI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ayShTW-08u4/s1600-h/IMG_2480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SN2ypEkmLhI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ayShTW-08u4/s320/IMG_2480.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250549159255485970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The front entry and stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SN2ypN4PhTI/AAAAAAAAAXE/nPWHnm-bvdA/s1600-h/IMG_2478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SN2ypN4PhTI/AAAAAAAAAXE/nPWHnm-bvdA/s320/IMG_2478.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250549161753806130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The formal living room and dining room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SN2ypYdmNkI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Jmw8aljfKXo/s1600-h/IMG_2479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SN2ypYdmNkI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Jmw8aljfKXo/s320/IMG_2479.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250549164594837058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SN2ypU3pioI/AAAAAAAAAXU/yOOjwMcPcSk/s1600-h/IMG_2481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SN2ypU3pioI/AAAAAAAAAXU/yOOjwMcPcSk/s320/IMG_2481.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250549163630365314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SN2ypU4yNFI/AAAAAAAAAXc/ZFVzHHEQ20A/s1600-h/IMG_2482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SN2ypU4yNFI/AAAAAAAAAXc/ZFVzHHEQ20A/s320/IMG_2482.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250549163635127378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston and Preston's room. The one big thing about buying this house was this bedroom. You can't tell in the picture but it is huge. Since B and P will probably be sharing a room for the next few years we needed a good space for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SN2zUf9wf_I/AAAAAAAAAXk/ucfKWUhxxrw/s1600-h/IMG_2483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SN2zUf9wf_I/AAAAAAAAAXk/ucfKWUhxxrw/s320/IMG_2483.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250549905343152114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The master bedroom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SN2zUU0o1qI/AAAAAAAAAXs/77LV-EV2Q58/s1600-h/IMG_2485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SN2zUU0o1qI/AAAAAAAAAXs/77LV-EV2Q58/s320/IMG_2485.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250549902352111266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the master bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SN2zUnYlILI/AAAAAAAAAX0/NMQzbNQRyPw/s1600-h/IMG_2486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SN2zUnYlILI/AAAAAAAAAX0/NMQzbNQRyPw/s320/IMG_2486.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250549907334701234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I need to get back to work on packing. I can't believe how much I still have to do. We have some movers coming to help and they are going to be here at 7:00 am.&lt;br /&gt;I also wanted to add this picture of my "good" helpers. Every box I get out they have to climb into. I just thought this was a cute one of them together. I turned my back for just a minute and turned around and they were both just sitting in this tub. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SN20r7CB9wI/AAAAAAAAAX8/pOv-mGvXRM4/s1600-h/IMG_2466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SN20r7CB9wI/AAAAAAAAAX8/pOv-mGvXRM4/s320/IMG_2466.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250551407257450242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-6017898649611242959?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/6017898649611242959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=6017898649611242959' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/6017898649611242959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/6017898649611242959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-house.html' title='New House'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/SN2ypEkmLhI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ayShTW-08u4/s72-c/IMG_2480.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-3605154548911704477</id><published>2008-09-23T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T07:19:22.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Away</title><content type='html'>On the Knot Sew Shabby blog they are doing a giveaway for a On-The-Go Activity Crayon Bag. Anybody interested go to &lt;a href="http://knotsewshabby.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://knotsewshabby.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; and enter to win. It looks like it will be alot of fun for the kiddos. Also if you let them know you found it on my blog I will get another entry. Good Luck if you enter to win.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-3605154548911704477?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/3605154548911704477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=3605154548911704477' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/3605154548911704477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/3605154548911704477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2008/09/give-away.html' title='Give Away'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027877439583828858.post-1906909880220599868</id><published>2008-09-17T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T22:00:21.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tickle Me Elmo</title><content type='html'>So I just had to share something cute that Boston did today. My boys have a Tickle Me Elmo. They don't really tickle it too much but Boston loves to carry it around and give it loves (hugs and kisses). Well today Boston was eating a cereal bar and I turned around and he was kneeling down next to Elmo trying to feed the bar to it. He was sticking it in Elmo's mouth and then trying to push it shut so that it would stay in. I just thought it was so cute that he was trying to share with Elmo. Every now and then Boston and Preston will feed each other food so I guess he just thought Elmo would be hungry too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027877439583828858-1906909880220599868?l=theknudsen-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/feeds/1906909880220599868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027877439583828858&amp;postID=1906909880220599868' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/1906909880220599868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027877439583828858/posts/default/1906909880220599868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theknudsen-family.blogspot.com/2008/09/tickle-me-elmo.html' title='Tickle Me Elmo'/><author><name>The Knudsen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03718383606907907573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4OH-Y2dbbPw/R2MgmAMMeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JY_1B5D2YM/S220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
