<?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-503408751776821132</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:16:33.409-07:00</updated><category term='Hurray for HAPPENINGS'/><category term='snow'/><title type='text'>Farnsworth Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Farnsworth Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03089470338342458955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-503408751776821132.post-1918286752709522214</id><published>2009-04-20T19:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:41:06.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farnsworth Look-alike Meter</title><content type='html'>&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/bHQ9MTI*MDI4MTU5ODc5NiZwdD*xMjQwMjgxNjQ4NDUzJnA9MTEwNTcxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTImdD*mbz1hNDMxN2U5Zjg*MGE*NWNkOTkzOGRlNWQyNzljOGFhNyZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/meter" title="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" alt="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/R/storage/site1/files/30/36/22/303622_9430720023de94lqfg1e30.JPG" width="435" height="470" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"  &gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://celebrity.myheritage.com/meter"  &gt;Look-alike Meter&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/page/free-family-tree"  &gt;Free family tree&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/page/family-reunion"  &gt;Family reunion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/503408751776821132-1918286752709522214?l=nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/1918286752709522214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=503408751776821132&amp;postID=1918286752709522214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/1918286752709522214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/1918286752709522214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/2009/04/farnsworth-look-alike-meter_5062.html' title='Farnsworth Look-alike Meter'/><author><name>The Farnsworth Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03089470338342458955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-503408751776821132.post-6398377061219316789</id><published>2009-04-20T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:31:00.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farnsworth Look-alike Meter</title><content type='html'>&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/bHQ9MTI*MDI4MDk3NTgyOCZwdD*xMjQwMjgxMDQyNDIxJnA9MTEwNTcxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTImdD*mbz1hNDMxN2U5Zjg*MGE*NWNkOTkzOGRlNWQyNzljOGFhNyZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/meter" title="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" alt="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/R/storage/site1/files/30/30/42/303042_61230339f2de94l27wd695.JPG" width="435" height="470" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"  &gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"  &gt;Family tree&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/genealogy"  &gt;Genealogy&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://celebrity.myheritage.com/celebrities"  &gt;Celeb&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://celebrity.myheritage.com/celebrity-collage"  &gt;Collage&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://celebrity.myheritage.com/celebrity-morph"  &gt;Morph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/503408751776821132-6398377061219316789?l=nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/6398377061219316789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=503408751776821132&amp;postID=6398377061219316789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/6398377061219316789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/6398377061219316789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/2009/04/farnsworth-look-alike-meter_8120.html' title='Farnsworth Look-alike Meter'/><author><name>The Farnsworth Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03089470338342458955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-503408751776821132.post-2219437623676411920</id><published>2009-04-20T19:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:22:35.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farnsworth Look-alike Meter</title><content type='html'>&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/bHQ9MTI*MDI4MDUwMTQwNiZwdD*xMjQwMjgwNTQwMTA5JnA9MTEwNTcxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTImdD*mbz1hNDMxN2U5Zjg*MGE*NWNkOTkzOGRlNWQyNzljOGFhNyZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/meter" title="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" alt="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/R/storage/site1/files/30/25/32/302532_7096547bd2de94nw1mv831.JPG" width="435" height="470" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"  &gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"  &gt;Family tree&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/genealogy"  &gt;Genealogy&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://celebrity.myheritage.com/celebrities"  &gt;Celeb&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://celebrity.myheritage.com/celebrity-collage"  &gt;Collage&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://celebrity.myheritage.com/celebrity-morph"  &gt;Morph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/503408751776821132-2219437623676411920?l=nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/2219437623676411920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=503408751776821132&amp;postID=2219437623676411920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/2219437623676411920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/2219437623676411920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/2009/04/farnsworth-look-alike-meter_9456.html' title='Farnsworth Look-alike Meter'/><author><name>The Farnsworth Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03089470338342458955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-503408751776821132.post-7406871718603027156</id><published>2009-04-20T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:14:00.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farnsworth Look-alike Meter</title><content type='html'>&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/bHQ9MTI*MDI3OTk2ODc4MSZwdD*xMjQwMjgwMDI*MTI1JnA9MTEwNTcxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTImdD*mbz1hNDMxN2U5Zjg*MGE*NWNkOTkzOGRlNWQyNzljOGFhNyZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/meter" title="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" alt="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/P/storage/site1/files/30/19/02/301902_2341695ab2de942v0xy709.JPG" width="435" height="470" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"  &gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"  &gt;Family tree&lt;/a&gt; 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- &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/genealogy"  &gt;Genealogy&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://celebrity.myheritage.com/celebrities"  &gt;Celebrities&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://celebrity.myheritage.com/celebrity-collage"  &gt;Collage&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://celebrity.myheritage.com/celebrity-morph"  &gt;Morph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/503408751776821132-8384780753950529367?l=nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/8384780753950529367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=503408751776821132&amp;postID=8384780753950529367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/8384780753950529367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/8384780753950529367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/2009/04/farnsworth-look-alike-meter.html' title='Farnsworth Look-alike Meter'/><author><name>The Farnsworth Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03089470338342458955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-503408751776821132.post-6762459441525050137</id><published>2009-04-14T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T11:54:49.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;EGGIE WAYGIE sat in the fridge,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;EGGIE WAYGIE was hard boiled. . . just a tidge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeTXx8aCmPI/AAAAAAAAAkA/iIAI33WH9iU/s1600-h/mel+kids+april+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324617912487680242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeTXx8aCmPI/AAAAAAAAAkA/iIAI33WH9iU/s320/mel+kids+april+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;All the children and parents in tow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;colored and decorated them, wow quite the show!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeTZml03qKI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/BjHmqa8Y9F8/s1600-h/mel+kids+april+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324619916470888610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeTZml03qKI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/BjHmqa8Y9F8/s320/mel+kids+april+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeTXxtVFvzI/AAAAAAAAAj4/2CG0DyCa_bE/s1600-h/mel+kids+april+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324617908440383282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeTXxtVFvzI/AAAAAAAAAj4/2CG0DyCa_bE/s320/mel+kids+april+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;At last, at last we were ready to race,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;up and down the big hill alas, we did chase.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeTUp4I_acI/AAAAAAAAAjo/JmIAQhdCEpE/s1600-h/mel+kids+april+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324614475368589762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeTUp4I_acI/AAAAAAAAAjo/JmIAQhdCEpE/s320/mel+kids+april+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeTUqBCoYiI/AAAAAAAAAjw/1wbZlwZZiJQ/s1600-h/mel+kids+april+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324614477757833762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeTUqBCoYiI/AAAAAAAAAjw/1wbZlwZZiJQ/s320/mel+kids+april+097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Issac ran fastest kicking his egg, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Abbi ran carefully, not wanting to hurt her leg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Avries big concern was eggs cracking apart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;she had to protect them, or it would break her heart.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeTUpe8ig_I/AAAAAAAAAjY/QnQjz7gfLIA/s1600-h/mel+kids+april+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324614468605477874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeTUpe8ig_I/AAAAAAAAAjY/QnQjz7gfLIA/s320/mel+kids+april+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeTUpu4jKnI/AAAAAAAAAjg/fP3ij0jTCjA/s1600-h/mel+kids+april+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324614472883710578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeTUpu4jKnI/AAAAAAAAAjg/fP3ij0jTCjA/s320/mel+kids+april+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We rolled and we ran, some of us slow, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Avrie held tight and wouldn't let go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;They bounced and they shattered,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;we all got a laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oh, what a great day we all had on Easters Behaf!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/503408751776821132-6762459441525050137?l=nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/6762459441525050137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=503408751776821132&amp;postID=6762459441525050137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/6762459441525050137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/6762459441525050137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/2009/04/eggie-waygie-sat-in-fridge-eggie-waygie.html' title=''/><author><name>The Farnsworth Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03089470338342458955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeTXx8aCmPI/AAAAAAAAAkA/iIAI33WH9iU/s72-c/mel+kids+april+095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-503408751776821132.post-1316442320607333539</id><published>2009-04-14T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T10:51:15.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY HAPPY EASTER!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeS7PemW-tI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/nWiaLInbSxg/s1600-h/mel+kids+april+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324586534045154002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeS7PemW-tI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/nWiaLInbSxg/s320/mel+kids+april+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY EASTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. .. .&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everyone!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another Easter has come and gone for our family and it truly was a fun day for all. We had a prerun for the egg hunting in Idaho Falls with aunt Victoria and Matthew. She brought a bunch of eggs and little toys that we hide for the children to find. Just a little jump start for the real egg run to come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids woke up as usual around 7am and found that the easter bunny had visited, buuuut we had to wait till 1pm till dad got home from work. As you can imagine this was torture for the kids. We tried to keep busy with card games and coloring books they got as part of the easter basket. We also went to listen to grandma sing in the church choir, a special easter number. We came home and the kids were seriously ready to find their eggs. Uncle Zach and Sara came, and finally after what seemed like FOREVER, dad pulled up the drive. Yehhhh!!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeS7PFVS1EI/AAAAAAAAAiA/EP3WK7cL-JE/s1600-h/mel+kids+april+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324586527262692418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeS7PFVS1EI/AAAAAAAAAiA/EP3WK7cL-JE/s320/mel+kids+april+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeS7OqE-r5I/AAAAAAAAAh4/ha2KcUde3R4/s1600-h/mel+kids+april+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324586519946506130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeS7OqE-r5I/AAAAAAAAAh4/ha2KcUde3R4/s320/mel+kids+april+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Avrie is soo exited, uncle Zach is here, but we are still waiting for daddy!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't they look soooo bored, or just &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;tired&lt;/span&gt; of waiting for their chance to fun for those easter eggs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here we go.... ready set...... find the easter eggs!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeTAb8c0onI/AAAAAAAAAiw/u-U9Hld1_vw/s1600-h/mel+kids+april+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324592245774787186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeTAb8c0onI/AAAAAAAAAiw/u-U9Hld1_vw/s320/mel+kids+april+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avrie did the pre-scope out, she kept secretly looking for the eggs before we actually started.  But, of course when we actually started she followed the other kids to where they were going.  We had to coach her to go opposite and look in her own area.  We all had fun!  All the kids got lots of candy and treats.   Hank had fun chasing the eggs as well, he couldn't figure out that there was something inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeTH8__z07I/AAAAAAAAAjI/TUKwHcKWzxA/s1600-h/mel+kids+april+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324600510243918770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeTH8__z07I/AAAAAAAAAjI/TUKwHcKWzxA/s320/mel+kids+april+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeTAbriaFMI/AAAAAAAAAio/lnry-dZ_WnU/s1600-h/mel+kids+april+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324592241234810050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeTAbriaFMI/AAAAAAAAAio/lnry-dZ_WnU/s320/mel+kids+april+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeTAcI0ySkI/AAAAAAAAAi4/04utXioh6M0/s1600-h/mel+kids+april+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324592249096522306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeTAcI0ySkI/AAAAAAAAAi4/04utXioh6M0/s320/mel+kids+april+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeTH9Tvw7wI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/IY9Uzb9dPQo/s1600-h/mel+kids+april+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324600515545329410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeTH9Tvw7wI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/IY9Uzb9dPQo/s320/mel+kids+april+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeTH8nxT_fI/AAAAAAAAAjA/xHiT9KzBqE0/s1600-h/mel+kids+april+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324600503740661234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeTH8nxT_fI/AAAAAAAAAjA/xHiT9KzBqE0/s320/mel+kids+april+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's always fun to watch the kids look for eggs, they watch what we do and follow our eyes, its like they think we know something. . . .hmmmm.  I think next year that easter bunny is going to have to find a new strategy!!  It was rather funny the chocolate bunnies were in the sun enough that they actually started melting, we had to put them in the fridge.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Avrie was a little concerned when Uncle Zach told her he ran over the Easter Bunny on his way over.  She sat and puzzled just a second and then she said to him, "you're just teasing right???" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/503408751776821132-1316442320607333539?l=nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/1316442320607333539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=503408751776821132&amp;postID=1316442320607333539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/1316442320607333539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/1316442320607333539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-happy-easter.html' title='HAPPY HAPPY EASTER!!'/><author><name>The Farnsworth Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03089470338342458955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SeS7PemW-tI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/nWiaLInbSxg/s72-c/mel+kids+april+075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-503408751776821132.post-445181160956061873</id><published>2009-03-17T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:51:46.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Saint Patricks Day Everyone and Happy Birthday to ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/ScBt-yUCTII/AAAAAAAAAhY/OBHFkvZ6WTU/s1600-h/DSCI0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314368485722311810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/ScBt-yUCTII/AAAAAAAAAhY/OBHFkvZ6WTU/s320/DSCI0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;St Patty's Day Activities&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;~ &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we started out the day like any other except the children ran into room to not only give me morning hugs but wish me a very happy birthday. Nathaniel had bought St Patty's Day cookie for the kids, to have after breakfast . . . of course. Avrie of course was to focused on the cookies to want to waste her time with breakfast. Issac was focused on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;NORM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; he informed me that he was exited to get to school to see if they had caught the Leprecon in their trap. We went with Issac to school to find that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;NORM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the Leprecon was a bad boy, he had ransacked the place, but he did leave gold and coins for the children.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/ScBt-rBCArI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/ngzcqF0wViY/s1600-h/DSCI0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314368483763552946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/ScBt-rBCArI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/ngzcqF0wViY/s320/DSCI0036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We then were priviledged to see the local dance group perform Irish dancing for the children. They all thought it was sooo cool, of course they wanted to be Irish dancers when they growed up. When Abbi and Nathaniel got home from school and work we took the children to Macaroni Grill for a great diner and of course they sarenaded me with the Italian version of Happy Birthday after which we got do eat Chocolate Cake. YUUMMMY!!! We did have picture to illustrate the evening but in a moment of dispair my camera ate them, so the memory lives in our hearts, along with all the other wonderful memories!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A terrific day had by all, thanks to all my family and friends who made this such a &lt;em&gt;perfect&lt;/em&gt; day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/503408751776821132-445181160956061873?l=nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/445181160956061873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=503408751776821132&amp;postID=445181160956061873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/445181160956061873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/445181160956061873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/2009/03/st-pattys-day-activities-so-we-started.html' title='Happy Saint Patricks Day Everyone and Happy Birthday to ME'/><author><name>The Farnsworth Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03089470338342458955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/ScBt-yUCTII/AAAAAAAAAhY/OBHFkvZ6WTU/s72-c/DSCI0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-503408751776821132.post-9218660718301595966</id><published>2009-03-17T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:58:47.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Blessing in My Life</title><content type='html'>MY WONDERFUL &lt;em&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/em&gt;/LIFE THANKS TO MY FAMILY AND FRIENDS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/ScBnjN8DiUI/AAAAAAAAAgw/SMJs9Afua5M/s1600-h/DSCI0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314361415031818562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/ScBnjN8DiUI/AAAAAAAAAgw/SMJs9Afua5M/s320/DSCI0022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've decided that I am one of the luckiest women in the world. I have 3 beautiful children, an awesome husband who would do anything for me. And I love him for that more and more each day. I have a family who loves me, I have been pleased to have two wonderful parents who would do anything for me and who love to love me and support me in everything I do even If they don't like it. I am so lucky to be so close and be able to spend time with them, get to be with them on a daily basis, and witness what amazing and fun people they are. I am so lucky to be married into an incredible family who are so supportive and so encouraging. They treat me like one of their own, even more. We have so much fun together and love my sisters who are there for me like my own family. I have some of the most awsome, amazing brothers a sister could want. I know they would do anything for me. They are incredible men who are such examples to me, and help me want to be a better person. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/ScBnjrYj4tI/AAAAAAAAAhI/w0D7lnv3ITw/s1600-h/DSCI0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314361422936007378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/ScBnjrYj4tI/AAAAAAAAAhI/w0D7lnv3ITw/s320/DSCI0028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so lucky to be blessed with friends that I have had what seems like a lifetime. I feel like time can go by and they will always be there, we can be like we haven't lost time. I have made friends I feel will last for a lifetime. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met new friends all the time who show me what neighbor kindness and love is all about, who show me that that inate human nature to care for everyone is still there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so blessed to be alive, I feel blessed to be where I am, and to be learning and growing in the way that I have. I will be the better person because of the experiences and people in my life. As I celebrate my birthday this year, I celebrate how lucky I am to be alive and be surronded by the people I am.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/ScBnjdhC8tI/AAAAAAAAAhA/Pbqa0nbKLAA/s1600-h/DSCI0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314361419213501138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/ScBnjdhC8tI/AAAAAAAAAhA/Pbqa0nbKLAA/s320/DSCI0029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/503408751776821132-9218660718301595966?l=nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/9218660718301595966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=503408751776821132&amp;postID=9218660718301595966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/9218660718301595966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/9218660718301595966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/2009/03/wonderful-birthday-care-of-friends-and.html' title='For the Blessing in My Life'/><author><name>The Farnsworth Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03089470338342458955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/ScBnjN8DiUI/AAAAAAAAAgw/SMJs9Afua5M/s72-c/DSCI0022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-503408751776821132.post-6719993994794363202</id><published>2009-03-16T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T15:04:08.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March is the Month of Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Happy Birthday to You, Happy Birthday to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Happy Birthday to NAAAAA NAAAA Happy Birthday to You!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Reasons We Love Our Nana:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. She the bestest Nana Ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. She makes the bestest Cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. She loves to have fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. She reads with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. She doesn't bite me (taken as she is kind!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. She likes to play with me and watch cartoons in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. She is super helpful when we feel sick or don't feel like doing anything.  She cares about us alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. She is so sweet and loves to give hugs and kisses, and helps me get rid of coughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  She shares with us, she makes good food for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. She listens to what my heart says!!  I can talk to her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                  WE LOVE YOU NANA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/Sb8Wxt2dwXI/AAAAAAAAAgM/DMJaqDO3xJw/s1600-h/0311091951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313991128697913714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/Sb8Wxt2dwXI/AAAAAAAAAgM/DMJaqDO3xJw/s320/0311091951.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids were so exited to get to help Nana celebrate her birthday. They helped make a scrumptous chocolate fudge cake, with chocolate chip fudge icing. We all enjoyed eating yummy cake. I think the kids had more sweet than they were prepared for!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/Sb8WxoqCNwI/AAAAAAAAAgE/K9cowG7sWpo/s1600-h/0311091950b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313991127303599874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/Sb8WxoqCNwI/AAAAAAAAAgE/K9cowG7sWpo/s320/0311091950b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/Sb8WxV4hcWI/AAAAAAAAAf8/eKDN_7GADyc/s1600-h/DSCI1046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313991122264093026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/Sb8WxV4hcWI/AAAAAAAAAf8/eKDN_7GADyc/s320/DSCI1046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year growing up for my birthday mom and I would go to Earls for "our " birthday dinner.  We haven't been able to do this for a long time.  This year we got to go out to eat at the Mediterranian Grill! We enjoyed yummy Steaks and tasty greek salad, one of my recent favorites! We got to enjoy time together celebrating our birthdays, and how much we enjoy being able to hangout together.  Thank heaven for Mommies and Grandma!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/503408751776821132-6719993994794363202?l=nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/6719993994794363202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=503408751776821132&amp;postID=6719993994794363202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/6719993994794363202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/6719993994794363202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-is-month-of-memories.html' title='March is the Month of Memories'/><author><name>The Farnsworth Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03089470338342458955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/Sb8Wxt2dwXI/AAAAAAAAAgM/DMJaqDO3xJw/s72-c/0311091951.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-503408751776821132.post-1714368411119278523</id><published>2009-02-15T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T17:53:43.357-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A date with the SKI HILL !!!</title><content type='html'>So we couldn't decide what to do to celebrate Valentines with the kids, as well do something fun. . . then I got the great idea to go skiing. This sounded oh so fun and entertaining because Nathaniel has only skiied once in his life when he was 13 and the kids have never gone skiing. Well we found a great deal at the local ski hill half price rentals and you don't pay for the "bunny hill". We got there and Issac was ready to go he tried to put on his ski in the ski shop. Then we had to walk outside. For someone who has never tried to walk in ski boots it is a very stiff "robotic" f&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SZi5yk2z7yI/AAAAAAAAAdM/nqXPcAiEfdY/s1600-h/DSCI1031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303192839766929186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SZi5yk2z7yI/AAAAAAAAAdM/nqXPcAiEfdY/s320/DSCI1031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eeling sensation (as the kids described it)! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then began to teach, Abbi listened like a very attentive student and by her third run down was snow plowing and going back and forth across the hill. We were very proud of her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SZi5yd3bdJI/AAAAAAAAAdE/mJhZCeodZSM/s1600-h/DSCI1022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303192837890471058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SZi5yd3bdJI/AAAAAAAAAdE/mJhZCeodZSM/s320/DSCI1022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Issac on the otherhand was true to his name. "Buzzed" up and down that tow as fast as he could. He didn't want to listen for instructions he "already knew" everything.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SZjC3PR0RjI/AAAAAAAAAd0/QyLV6fuVBuo/s1600-h/DSCI1043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303202815478613554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SZjC3PR0RjI/AAAAAAAAAd0/QyLV6fuVBuo/s320/DSCI1043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good thing he soon met a little friend who clued him into "forming a pizza slice" to aid in the stop. This was very helpful as the poor rope tow guy was probably getting tired of being used as a stopping tool !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SZi5yd3bdJI/AAAAAAAAAdE/mJhZCeodZSM/s1600-h/DSCI1022.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, it was time for Nathaniel to show us his stuff. . . . short story!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See Nathaniel, see Nathaniel start to turn, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See Nathaniels legs getting further apart, See Nathaniel Fall!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See Nathaniel get up, See Nathaniel put on his skiis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See Nathaniel ski down the hill, See Nathaniel try to STOP. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See Nathaniel Fall !!!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SZjC2xf-BAI/AAAAAAAAAds/6zhMXE5Csrk/s1600-h/DSCI1040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303202807484908546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SZjC2xf-BAI/AAAAAAAAAds/6zhMXE5Csrk/s320/DSCI1040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbigayle, since she was becoming such a great skier, especially with her abilities to STOP, decided she would help her dad learn to ski!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You're doing good, next time try not to fall down, its better if you stop"&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SZjC2teLN6I/AAAAAAAAAdk/7gIri7-kGjo/s1600-h/DSCI1025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303202806403643298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SZjC2teLN6I/AAAAAAAAAdk/7gIri7-kGjo/s320/DSCI1025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SZi5yggYQ6I/AAAAAAAAAdU/vx458ne0G4M/s1600-h/DSCI1035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303192838599099298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SZi5yggYQ6I/AAAAAAAAAdU/vx458ne0G4M/s320/DSCI1035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad and Issac;   we had to hurry and get the shot in between him flying down the hill and going up the tow rope with his buddy Joey.  They would race eachother down the hill and the advantage went to the one who could grab onto the tow rope first as they glided into the botton of the run!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbi was a more cautious skier, just like her mom, she didnt' like to fall on her butt :)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SZi5y573LBI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Xiw6DOs8u2c/s1600-h/DSCI1039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303192845425257490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SZi5y573LBI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Xiw6DOs8u2c/s320/DSCI1039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/503408751776821132-1714368411119278523?l=nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/1714368411119278523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=503408751776821132&amp;postID=1714368411119278523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/1714368411119278523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/1714368411119278523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/2009/02/date-with-ski-hill.html' title='A date with the SKI HILL !!!'/><author><name>The Farnsworth Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03089470338342458955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SZi5yk2z7yI/AAAAAAAAAdM/nqXPcAiEfdY/s72-c/DSCI1031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-503408751776821132.post-2617399831394512644</id><published>2009-01-28T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T15:13:41.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUR ANNUAL HAYRIDE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SYDXQHg3FLI/AAAAAAAAAZk/dYt4DOCo1gQ/s1600-h/melspictures+584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296469833682457778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SYDXQHg3FLI/AAAAAAAAAZk/dYt4DOCo1gQ/s320/melspictures+584.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every year we do a family hayride get together. We always have loved the get together for it is a good time for the kids to ride the wagon and get their pumpkins and a fun time for all of us parents to reflect on how much our kids have grown since the last year!!!! And like so many other years we usually have a new. . .or we are close to a new baby arrival, which was the case this year. Victoria and Travis were expecting a baby girl due in October. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SYDcu4Ng1wI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/jjMJkNAdZ2w/s1600-h/melspictures+585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296475859708860162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SYDcu4Ng1wI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/jjMJkNAdZ2w/s320/melspictures+585.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SYDXPRLmE2I/AAAAAAAAAZM/T1f2SZ-t9zU/s1600-h/melspictures+157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296469819097748322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SYDXPRLmE2I/AAAAAAAAAZM/T1f2SZ-t9zU/s320/melspictures+157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Issac has found it, his perfect (green) pumpkin. This seemed to be the theme this year everyone was liking the green pumpkins. We figured this might work good seems it was still a month away till Halloween!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SYDcum4QgFI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/PnYQWxDbudg/s1600-h/melspictures+579.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/503408751776821132-2617399831394512644?l=nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/2617399831394512644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=503408751776821132&amp;postID=2617399831394512644' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/2617399831394512644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/2617399831394512644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/2009/01/our-annual-hayride-every-year-we-do.html' title=''/><author><name>The Farnsworth Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03089470338342458955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SYDXQHg3FLI/AAAAAAAAAZk/dYt4DOCo1gQ/s72-c/melspictures+584.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-503408751776821132.post-136226640547070161</id><published>2009-01-28T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T13:57:53.668-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; Lets hear it for t&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SYDRixOu-sI/AAAAAAAAAYM/0bu4mzBySEg/s1600-h/melspictures+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296463557048597186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SYDRixOu-sI/AAAAAAAAAYM/0bu4mzBySEg/s320/melspictures+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he Cougars!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I think I will be disowned forever for &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SYDRjR6UIpI/AAAAAAAAAYU/6L_ET27cYqA/s1600-h/melspictures+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296463565821321874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SYDRjR6UIpI/AAAAAAAAAYU/6L_ET27cYqA/s320/melspictures+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;posting this. . . but I wanted to document history even when I hurts my own fathers eyes. . . Yes it is a fact that most don't miss my father does not like BYU but like I say its ok we all don't like everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went back home during the Fall last year to join in the fun of our Family tailgate fun with Nathaniels family and then we went down south to do our annual hayridewith the family. Fu&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SYDTbfbQa-I/AAAAAAAAAYk/e0vPRoHNDrI/s1600-h/melspictures+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296465631033453538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SYDTbfbQa-I/AAAAAAAAAYk/e0vPRoHNDrI/s320/melspictures+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;n Times had by all!!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SYDTbMGhriI/AAAAAAAAAYc/tO5oDcnOtAQ/s1600-h/melspictures+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296465625846230562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SYDTbMGhriI/AAAAAAAAAYc/tO5oDcnOtAQ/s320/melspictures+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids enjoyed tossing the football, especially Issac and Matthew along with their uncles.  The girls enjoyed sitting out enjoying the sun and possing to show off their cool face paint!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/503408751776821132-136226640547070161?l=nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/136226640547070161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=503408751776821132&amp;postID=136226640547070161' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/136226640547070161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/136226640547070161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/2009/01/byu-lets-hear-it-for-t-he-cougars-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>The Farnsworth Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03089470338342458955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SYDRixOu-sI/AAAAAAAAAYM/0bu4mzBySEg/s72-c/melspictures+051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-503408751776821132.post-6504361695035223869</id><published>2008-11-04T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:22:14.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well going back a few months, I feel I should touch on a couple events missed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First and Foremost, my Abbi turned 7 years old. . . I can't believe it was 7 years ago that I had my little baby and I still remember when she came out screaming I knew she was mine. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRD6h2OA8wI/AAAAAAAAAOE/kvPwA87e2Jo/s1600-h/melspictures+565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264983423793033986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRD6h2OA8wI/AAAAAAAAAOE/kvPwA87e2Jo/s320/melspictures+565.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, she was exited to have a pool party, but when it came down to it weather wouldn't permit so we settled inside for some games and pizza.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRD3pkZKX-I/AAAAAAAAAN0/TjwiuhTRMtk/s1600-h/melspictures+555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264980257912020962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRD3pkZKX-I/AAAAAAAAAN0/TjwiuhTRMtk/s320/melspictures+555.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRD3oVIe4OI/AAAAAAAAANk/UaHgVa0DHlA/s1600-h/melspictures+553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264980236635660514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRD3oVIe4OI/AAAAAAAAANk/UaHgVa0DHlA/s320/melspictures+553.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRD3qX-ZQhI/AAAAAAAAAN8/rgsSeGgmybc/s1600-h/melspictures+562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264980271758393874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRD3qX-ZQhI/AAAAAAAAAN8/rgsSeGgmybc/s320/melspictures+562.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The kids all had fun we made crowns for the girls and boys so they would feel like royalty and then we played games, had ice cream and cake, and last but not least we opened the presents which is fun for everyone including Abbis brother and sister who love to help her!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After we went outside and ran around and blew bubbles and played till the kids moms came it was fun! Abbi got to have one last party before the year was out. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRD6iMNP-nI/AAAAAAAAAOM/mzzktVRm4pg/s1600-h/melspictures+575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264983429695404658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRD6iMNP-nI/AAAAAAAAAOM/mzzktVRm4pg/s320/melspictures+575.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As SUMMER came the kids were &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; exited to get out and play for the summer. Having lots of friends in the neighborhood and having a pool nearby it would surely be great! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264989654668012242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SREAMiCX6tI/AAAAAAAAAOU/_xdNJ7A-6gU/s320/melspictures+572.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Of course it was, we would go to the pool for a couple hours each day, ware the kids out, sometimes we would even get to bring couzin Sami with us. I soon found out my kids were "fish" they love the water and could stay there all day if I would let them. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRECRXFyk4I/AAAAAAAAAO0/HFiNLL-98-c/s1600-h/melspictures+514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264991936652153730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRECRXFyk4I/AAAAAAAAAO0/HFiNLL-98-c/s320/melspictures+514.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264989659658001762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SREAM0oFHWI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ckbvj9S8uak/s320/melspictures+523.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Abbi is swimming by herself and Issac is pretty much there as well. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264989669368750466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SREANYzTYYI/AAAAAAAAAOk/LhYeXmfHVvY/s320/melspictures+518.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Avrie though not swimming herself yet, believes she can and takes any opportunity to try to swim free. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/503408751776821132-6504361695035223869?l=nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/6504361695035223869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=503408751776821132&amp;postID=6504361695035223869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/6504361695035223869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/6504361695035223869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/2008/11/well-going-back-few-months-i-feel-i.html' title=''/><author><name>The Farnsworth Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03089470338342458955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRD6h2OA8wI/AAAAAAAAAOE/kvPwA87e2Jo/s72-c/melspictures+565.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-503408751776821132.post-6313803209028141449</id><published>2008-11-04T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T16:43:47.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK sooo it has been FOREVER since I have blogged it has been so caotic and I just have neglected it but I have decided I have enough pictures saved up that I need to post some of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First I have to show you all what cute hair our uncle zach and quincy have, they came down last weekend to papa and nanas and we did their hair. . . .and then they went and got it cut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264943037548299458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRDVzDu7hMI/AAAAAAAAAL0/GZvSUxdyHOY/s320/DSCI0926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264943032591787234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRDVyxRNJOI/AAAAAAAAALs/Ia8rXvDpHic/s320/DSCI0928.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Zach didn't want pictures but with such "pretty hair" how could we resist. And um we're trying to earn brownie points now that he won a mini 4 wheeler in a drawing. Hopefully he'll bring it to the farm for all the grandchildren to have fun with.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264943025408893794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRDVyWgq42I/AAAAAAAAALk/GmOH4UZO-ks/s320/DSCI0925.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Next, as many of you know our first of many fun holidays just past last weekend. The time when we are all able to dress up and be someone we arn't!!!! Hmmm I guess its fun for the kids and theraputic to us adults!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a fun halloween as we always do. Grandma Bourne started out Thursday dressing up as the classic the "ugly mean witch" that goes to school and visits all the nice little children. She is the school nurse so in Montana City she is the good witch that tell all the kids to be safe and how to be healthy and careful. Avrie saw this scary first and at first said no mom thats not Nana, she is a witch. After studying the questionable character, she finally identified Nana by her familiar voice. . . " ohhh now it's Nana " which she then followed by a big fat monster kiss.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264952708640634066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRDel_XBdNI/AAAAAAAAAME/zyKWkNTqNDQ/s320/DSCI0934.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We all dressed up for Friday, even I participated in the fun, only I dressed up as the "nice" witch. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRDoaC4lpLI/AAAAAAAAANE/CU7ZF5Sefn0/s1600-h/DSCI0941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264963498544571570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRDoaC4lpLI/AAAAAAAAANE/CU7ZF5Sefn0/s320/DSCI0941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Issac was a cowboy, he has turned into quite the little cowboy at that helping papa feed the horses and stuff.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264952708262860514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRDel989FuI/AAAAAAAAAL8/WRvxyWS3gNc/s320/DSCI0936.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRDnCe00TCI/AAAAAAAAAM8/lKsEBfsAKRY/s1600-h/DSCI0935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264961994216459298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRDnCe00TCI/AAAAAAAAAM8/lKsEBfsAKRY/s320/DSCI0935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abbi convinced Nana to make her a princess dress and she was so proud of the finished product.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not least Avrie wanted to be special too, so I put together a little skirt for her so she would be a pretty princess to.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264952711402645634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRDemJpiaII/AAAAAAAAAMM/xr2hAvj3GMc/s320/DSCI0937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was a day full of fun, Issac had a fun party at preschool, they painted pumpkins, had treats and showed off their costumes to the rest of the school. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRDlEivVM5I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Cr0ebFovBlY/s1600-h/DSCI0943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264959830603674514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRDlEivVM5I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Cr0ebFovBlY/s320/DSCI0943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went and visited Abbi at school, after which we went down town to the strip mall where all the stores were open for trick or treating between 1 and 4pm. It was a free for all and lots of candy to be had by hundreds of kids. The kids had lots of fun and got to see all the cool costumes everywhere. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRDlE98HxWI/AAAAAAAAAMk/BJIBBp_bqVM/s1600-h/DSCI0955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264959837905077602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRDlE98HxWI/AAAAAAAAAMk/BJIBBp_bqVM/s320/DSCI0955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then went over to the church and had a "trunk or treat" at which all the cars pull up and open their trunks and pass out candy. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRDlFrwwxvI/AAAAAAAAAM0/TkuUJemrL_0/s1600-h/DSCI0950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264959850205464306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRDlFrwwxvI/AAAAAAAAAM0/TkuUJemrL_0/s320/DSCI0950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRDlFCGQIDI/AAAAAAAAAMs/i_Lpb5jOF00/s1600-h/DSCI0961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264959839021310002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRDlFCGQIDI/AAAAAAAAAMs/i_Lpb5jOF00/s320/DSCI0961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some actually did some fun decorations, once even had mystery hands which came from behind a sheet and handed out candy as well as performed magic tricks. Avrie was intrigued by this and would stand and watch for several minutes trying to figure out where the hands came from.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRDoagSal0I/AAAAAAAAANM/RlDiKyWol4E/s1600-h/DSCI0951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264963506437527362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRDoagSal0I/AAAAAAAAANM/RlDiKyWol4E/s320/DSCI0951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all had lots of fun, we even convinced Nana to come to our "party" we allowed her to dress up as a women who diddn't want to get out of bed because she was tired from working all week. . . oh wait that is what she was and halloween was a good excuse to let &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRDpxVCf8kI/AAAAAAAAANc/gb75czWhM4U/s1600-h/DSCI0948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264964998066598466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRDpxVCf8kI/AAAAAAAAANc/gb75czWhM4U/s320/DSCI0948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it fly!!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRDpw0yZjjI/AAAAAAAAANU/C14lcN9ooOM/s1600-h/DSCI0959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264964989409136178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRDpw0yZjjI/AAAAAAAAANU/C14lcN9ooOM/s320/DSCI0959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                         HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/503408751776821132-6313803209028141449?l=nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/6313803209028141449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=503408751776821132&amp;postID=6313803209028141449' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/6313803209028141449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/6313803209028141449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/2008/11/ok-sooo-it-has-been-forever-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>The Farnsworth Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03089470338342458955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SRDVzDu7hMI/AAAAAAAAAL0/GZvSUxdyHOY/s72-c/DSCI0926.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-503408751776821132.post-6757894623615972992</id><published>2008-06-07T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T11:34:33.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Building a boat is fun to do. to do . to do . to do !!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209209547174962530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SErUe8vv5WI/AAAAAAAAAI8/xs41Ju-veok/s320/DSCI0679.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;So I don't know if you all know but Home Depot, bless their hearts, does a fun craft the first saturday of each month and it is a blast for all those hands on kids, they get to pound and hit as many times as they want ( on the wood only!!!) Issac has gone a couple times with a neighbor couple who is sweet enough to takes the neighborhood boys every once in awhile for some fun! &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SErP7lFKsyI/AAAAAAAAAIc/2n4ZJeO9tcY/s1600-h/DSCI0669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209204541480416034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SErP7lFKsyI/AAAAAAAAAIc/2n4ZJeO9tcY/s320/DSCI0669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took our crazy group this morning and they had a blast! Issac of course was in heaven he took control and wanted to do everything all by himself. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SErP8UiAKWI/AAAAAAAAAIk/hNB0Zm3JHoU/s1600-h/DSCI0672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209204554217826658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SErP8UiAKWI/AAAAAAAAAIk/hNB0Zm3JHoU/s320/DSCI0672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Avrie had the best of intentions to do it herself but submitted to the helpful hand eventually. Abbi in her sweet little way asked for guidence, but did what she wanted anyway. . . . I guess its already starting. But she is my sweet little helper and friend still. It was great fun I recommend it to all you moms of little boys who love to hammer and build and ju&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SErP8zv-7ZI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ZnOdXyt7oDI/s1600-h/DSCI0674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209204562597965202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SErP8zv-7ZI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ZnOdXyt7oDI/s320/DSCI0674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;st be boys!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/503408751776821132-6757894623615972992?l=nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/6757894623615972992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=503408751776821132&amp;postID=6757894623615972992' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/6757894623615972992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/6757894623615972992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/2008/06/building-boat-is-fun-to-do-to-do-to-do.html' title='Building a boat is fun to do. to do . to do . to do !!!!!'/><author><name>The Farnsworth Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03089470338342458955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SErUe8vv5WI/AAAAAAAAAI8/xs41Ju-veok/s72-c/DSCI0679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-503408751776821132.post-4966523493630955687</id><published>2008-06-06T11:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T13:31:03.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Born to be Bournes'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEmM8PNu00I/AAAAAAAAAHc/leTEMVu-zOs/s1600-h/family,dealornodeal+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208849410534855490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEmM8PNu00I/AAAAAAAAAHc/leTEMVu-zOs/s320/family,dealornodeal+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a Bourne Family get together and had a blast, went up the canyon, played games, ate, and were entertained by all the kids and babies. It is so exiting that we finally started posterity through the Bourne lineage, well . . . officially our men have started to join the "family" club. Might I add we have some of the cutest nephews ever, they are both so cute and I love to just love both of them. Jax is so cute and funny he is in that fun stage where they learn to respond and smile and laugh. Brighton is just so cuddly, and sweet, and such a little stud. I am happy to say I think my brothers are both great fathers and will be awesome daddys. I do have to laugh a little inside because its great and easy now . . . but just wait it just gets funner!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEmM9RS9r3I/AAAAAAAAAHs/WZ8cJjpm0Lo/s1600-h/family,dealornodeal+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208849428273540978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEmM9RS9r3I/AAAAAAAAAHs/WZ8cJjpm0Lo/s320/family,dealornodeal+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My cute little family, we just keep getting bigger and bigger and my kids get funner and funner and full or more adventure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Amber and my cute little Jaxon, we had so much fun consumed by his cute checks and fun little laugh, especially that cute smile that he had for his aunt Mel everytime I played with him. I think it was return for that 4:30 am saving I did when he wasn't wanting to go to sleep, sorry mom and dad but aunt Mel and I needed bonding time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208858440313682162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEmVJ1wxOPI/AAAAAAAAAIM/34YDVe5mJyc/s320/family,dealornodeal+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Daddy James and Daddy Brian a perfect photo minute taken a minute to late.  They were so cute, they were both feeding their babes, but I still captured the moment of them and there BOYS!!&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEmcuKLbr3I/AAAAAAAAAIU/Bzgn1sLDl3M/s1600-h/familyupthecanyon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208866760850911090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEmcuKLbr3I/AAAAAAAAAIU/Bzgn1sLDl3M/s320/familyupthecanyon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brian and Raina and Baby Brighton, he looks more like his daddy everyday. He got the best of both of you!! He is such a cute cuddly little guy, watch out world here he comes. It is very interesting to watch my brothers turn into daddys'. . . bottle patrol, diaper duty and protective parenting. . . I never thought I would see Brian be so protective as he is for little Brighton! Now he has two sweet hearts to take care of. Aren't Raina and Baby Bri so lucky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208858430757197362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEmVJSKU1jI/AAAAAAAAAIE/FIPHGC7d03k/s320/family,dealornodeal+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Uncle Zach showing little Issac the ropes, teaching him the ropes, helping him on his way to being "the dude". He also helped Issac throw rocks and boulders into the deep river bed. Issac loves to spend time with his uncles, they all just love to keep him entertained, and try to keep him out of to much trouble.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208858422165451138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEmVIyJ5MYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/mg2BD--Kd5g/s320/family,dealornodeal+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/503408751776821132-4966523493630955687?l=nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/4966523493630955687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=503408751776821132&amp;postID=4966523493630955687' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/4966523493630955687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/4966523493630955687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/2008/06/born-to-be-bournes.html' title='Born to be Bournes&apos;'/><author><name>The Farnsworth Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03089470338342458955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEmM8PNu00I/AAAAAAAAAHc/leTEMVu-zOs/s72-c/family,dealornodeal+059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-503408751776821132.post-3649399798394893165</id><published>2008-06-06T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T10:42:17.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1, 2, 3 POPCICLE STICKS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEl1_t5sLXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/RobNUSQh18M/s1600-h/DSCI0628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208824181544463730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEl1_t5sLXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/RobNUSQh18M/s320/DSCI0628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So Issac was going through my old crafts box and found a couple bags of small and large popcicle sticks, or doctors office tongue depressors how ever you want to see it. We started off our adventure by stacking the sticks up to make log cabins which was tons of fun, then my niece came over and decided we should play "pick up popcicle sticks" we had mini popcicle sticks everywhere. Issac then discovered that popcicle sticks also make a great grenade which he could throw at his sisters and cause panic. . . what fun for a little guy huhh!! Abbi then decided that our popcicle sticks would best be used to make picture frames and since Fathers Day is coming up we could do them for dad! &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEl2AC_GesI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Q4ZdWHjwypE/s1600-h/DSCI0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208824187204303554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEl2AC_GesI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Q4ZdWHjwypE/s320/DSCI0631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEl1_xzJcyI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ZCfj2z5v5nM/s1600-h/DSCI0629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208824182590763810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEl1_xzJcyI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ZCfj2z5v5nM/s320/DSCI0629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/503408751776821132-3649399798394893165?l=nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/3649399798394893165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=503408751776821132&amp;postID=3649399798394893165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/3649399798394893165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/3649399798394893165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/2008/06/1-2-3-popcicle-sticks.html' title='1, 2, 3 POPCICLE STICKS'/><author><name>The Farnsworth Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03089470338342458955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEl1_t5sLXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/RobNUSQh18M/s72-c/DSCI0628.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-503408751776821132.post-5188971322138896788</id><published>2008-06-05T22:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T11:31:30.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Baby Lets GO to VEGAS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEl5pOg7GsI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iCIlKv2viXg/s1600-h/victorias+wedding+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208828193208474306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEl5pOg7GsI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iCIlKv2viXg/s320/victorias+wedding+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I havn't been to Vegas in awhile and not with my 6 year old daughter, I felt like I was trying to allow her to enjoy the fun while injecting my little rendition of editing every so often. Sweety, I know that lady isn't wearing a shirt but we still have to remember WE want to be modest, all in all though I thought it was a fun trip and Abbi, Nathaniel and I had fun playing games, tricking the age/weight/birthdate guesser, we had to do 3 times to get a prize for Avrie and Issac too. Thats one thing I love about my kids they always want something. . . .then they want something for their siblings too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEjU00pvBfI/AAAAAAAAAF8/SPSh1qK-kRE/s1600-h/victorias+wedding+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208646973005956594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEjU00pvBfI/AAAAAAAAAF8/SPSh1qK-kRE/s320/victorias+wedding+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                       Victoria and Mom and Dad Farnsworth&lt;br /&gt;The big reason we were there was because Nathaniels sister got married. . how exiting that was and it was beautiful once everyone (including the wedding certificate ) got there. It took place in a quaint little church a little ways off the "new strip" I'm told is the name. Victoria was glowing and Travis was too. They both had happiness and glow about them. We wish them all the best and success in there life together !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEjU2gifomI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-kK2WTXtbdo/s1600-h/victorias+wedding+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208647001966617186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEjU2gifomI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-kK2WTXtbdo/s320/victorias+wedding+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Victoria and Travis Stephans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEl9h54RERI/AAAAAAAAAG8/PxqXnyUNjUg/s1600-h/victorias+wedding+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208832465456664850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEl9h54RERI/AAAAAAAAAG8/PxqXnyUNjUg/s320/victorias+wedding+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE GUYS: (missing Travis), Dad (Dennis), Wayne, Nathaniel, and James!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE KIDS: Samantha (james and Tiffany), Matthew (Victoria) and Abbigayle (melissa and nathaniel) missing Issac and Avrie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEmAr53h6KI/AAAAAAAAAHU/0-MGZpg0C_w/s1600-h/victorias+wedding+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208835935787149474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEmAr53h6KI/AAAAAAAAAHU/0-MGZpg0C_w/s320/victorias+wedding+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE GIRLS: Victoria, Mackenzie (wayne), Tiffany (james) and Melissa (nathaniel)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEmArfY4KcI/AAAAAAAAAHM/sijmi8t7rr0/s1600-h/victorias+wedding+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208835928679262658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEmArfY4KcI/AAAAAAAAAHM/sijmi8t7rr0/s320/victorias+wedding+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/503408751776821132-5188971322138896788?l=nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/5188971322138896788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=503408751776821132&amp;postID=5188971322138896788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/5188971322138896788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/5188971322138896788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/2008/06/hey-baby-lets-go-to-vegas.html' title='Hey Baby Lets GO to VEGAS!!!'/><author><name>The Farnsworth Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03089470338342458955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEl5pOg7GsI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iCIlKv2viXg/s72-c/victorias+wedding+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-503408751776821132.post-1830105904309128651</id><published>2008-06-05T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T22:32:53.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN at the ZOO !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEjIanwOuTI/AAAAAAAAAFs/5PDzNr_3tvo/s1600-h/DSCI0664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208633328727406898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEjIanwOuTI/AAAAAAAAAFs/5PDzNr_3tvo/s320/DSCI0664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We decided to go spend a day at the zoo, the "Kangaroo Zoo" (a local hang out for moms and kids) let my little animals go crazy !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEi_-KIBdoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/6Mzo2oS_hRs/s1600-h/DSCI0661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208624043644778114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEi_-KIBdoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/6Mzo2oS_hRs/s320/DSCI0661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took our cousin Samantha with us and they all had a blast runnin up and down the blow up slides. We had to catch a few precious poses they weren't easy to get however because they didn't want to stay still to long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEi_-XswKUI/AAAAAAAAAFc/2CRFQ4F37Y8/s1600-h/DSCI0668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208624047288494402" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEi_-XswKUI/AAAAAAAAAFc/2CRFQ4F37Y8/s320/DSCI0668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abbi, Avrie and Sammy were the crazy 3-some, Issac of course found friends with all the little boys there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEjIaUVXcTI/AAAAAAAAAFk/d2O0_iLvpk4/s1600-h/DSCI0656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208633323514458418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEjIaUVXcTI/AAAAAAAAAFk/d2O0_iLvpk4/s320/DSCI0656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dynamic duo loves to play together and hence love to slide together, Issac usually has Avries' back if anyone tries to mess with her and of course he may literally have theirs if they mess with her bro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEjIbE6Vs5I/AAAAAAAAAF0/W0PqjcCiGl8/s1600-h/DSCI0644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208633336554435474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEjIbE6Vs5I/AAAAAAAAAF0/W0PqjcCiGl8/s320/DSCI0644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abbi is such a little princess, she loves to pose and look all "hot" for the cam.   "Don't YOU wish Your &lt;div&gt;girlfriend were HOT &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like HER!!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEi_9m40iZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/u4zd_-_EYDg/s1600-h/DSCI0638.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEi_9m40iZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/u4zd_-_EYDg/s1600-h/DSCI0638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208624034185775506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEi_9m40iZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/u4zd_-_EYDg/s320/DSCI0638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cousin Sammy is kinda cute herself, watch out world our Farnsworth BABES are gunna RULE your WORLD!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/503408751776821132-1830105904309128651?l=nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/1830105904309128651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=503408751776821132&amp;postID=1830105904309128651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/1830105904309128651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/1830105904309128651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/2008/06/fun-at-zoo.html' title='FUN at the ZOO !!'/><author><name>The Farnsworth Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03089470338342458955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/SEjIanwOuTI/AAAAAAAAAFs/5PDzNr_3tvo/s72-c/DSCI0664.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-503408751776821132.post-3651639533705950660</id><published>2008-03-29T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T12:13:30.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brighton Hans Bourne is FINALLY HERE!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Brighton Hans Bourne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well the big day finally came Brian and Raina welcomed Brighton Hans Bourne. Born at 4:59pm March 27, 2008. He weighed 7lbs9oz and was 20 inches long and has a head full of hair. Raina did great and her and Brian are both proud, happy parents. . . we won't talk about the lack of sleep you get with&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R-51uekorwI/AAAAAAAAAEU/KZyrrIcf2HQ/s1600-h/babybrighton+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183209662491176706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R-51uekorwI/AAAAAAAAAEU/KZyrrIcf2HQ/s320/babybrighton+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a new born!!!&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R-5cxukorpI/AAAAAAAAADc/gLdpjGGJVjk/s1600-h/babybrighton+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183182230535057042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R-5cxukorpI/AAAAAAAAADc/gLdpjGGJVjk/s320/babybrighton+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abbi and I went up to visit with Raina and Brian before the big event, I think Abbi was even more exited than them. . . . figurativly speaking she kept pacing and egarly awaited, asking every so often "when can we go see Raina and the Baby", or "can't Raina just have him so we can go se&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R-5wAukoruI/AAAAAAAAAEE/UIFYMRfbzMk/s1600-h/babybrighton+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183203378954022626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R-5wAukoruI/AAAAAAAAAEE/UIFYMRfbzMk/s320/babybrighton+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e him?" I guess some day she will understand the complexity of "just having a baby"!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were joined by Rainas' father, mom and sister who too eagerly awaited being able to see the newest member. We all stood outside the doors like vultures waiting to pounce. . . exept in a more pleasant way!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were finally allowed in, "ahhh he is sooooo cute", "I think he looks like brian", "look at all that hair", "look at those eyes, he has such sweet eyes", " mama how you doing?". We got to watch them draw some blood and get him all nice and cozy to go back to mama. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, Grandma Bourne was in hot pursuit on the freeway we often burn between here and Helena. Giddy as ever she couldn't wait to see another one of her cute grandbabies. We have quite the little clan we are building now thanks to James/Amber and now Brian/Raina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday we took the kids up to see the baby. Issac is soo exited to know there is another boy he can play with. He told his dad, "I need a baby brother just like Brain and Rainas' baby". The pressure that a comment can lend ehhhh!!! Of course, Abbi and Issac couldn't get enough both wanting to hold baby Brighton constently neither &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R-5p3ekorsI/AAAAAAAAAD0/MwZJMfaHrJE/s1600-h/babybrighton+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183196622970465986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R-5p3ekorsI/AAAAAAAAAD0/MwZJMfaHrJE/s320/babybrighton+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wanting to share with anyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Issac had to check out every little inch of the babies body to make sure it was all there. He was especially facinated with the wierd belly button clamp he had on. His little feet, his little toes. . . Issac says he wants a baby just like this when he gets older so he can hold him as long as he wants and even get to carry him around!!&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R-5p3ukortI/AAAAAAAAAD8/kj3fl7g46V8/s1600-h/babybrighton+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183196627265433298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R-5p3ukortI/AAAAAAAAAD8/kj3fl7g46V8/s320/babybrighton+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apicture with Grandma Bourne Bourne and her babies, we are only missing Jaxon but only in picture we were all thinking about how lucky we are to have such cute, healthy babies around us. We wish we could see him more often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/503408751776821132-3651639533705950660?l=nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/3651639533705950660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=503408751776821132&amp;postID=3651639533705950660' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/3651639533705950660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/3651639533705950660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/2008/03/brighton-hans-bourne-is-finally-here.html' title='Brighton Hans Bourne is FINALLY HERE!!!!!'/><author><name>The Farnsworth Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03089470338342458955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R-51uekorwI/AAAAAAAAAEU/KZyrrIcf2HQ/s72-c/babybrighton+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-503408751776821132.post-5026766275111479565</id><published>2008-03-14T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T11:51:45.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi Ho, Hi Ho its off the the DENTIST WE GO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;THE DENTIST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well it was a feared but fun trip. . .. the dentist wasn't as bad a guy as we thought. Avrie loved the dentist she was so exited she couldn't keep the smile off her face. Shaking her head exitedly every question she was asked . . YES!!! She was so exited about all the knick knacks and lights and tools that tickle your teeth she forgot to be scared and plus she got a new BELLE toothbrush. . . I mean come on a new toothbrush how could you not love that!!! &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R-6LWekor1I/AAAAAAAAAE8/1B6Y4etmWrQ/s1600-h/DSCI0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183233439430127442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R-6LWekor1I/AAAAAAAAAE8/1B6Y4etmWrQ/s320/DSCI0228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Issac on the other hand the only thing he needed was the dinosaur cartoon in the ceiling and those cool earphones and he was set. He didn't even respond exept the occasional crusty look to the hygienist when she blocked his view. How tragic you prepare for the worst and your kids end up having as much fun as an afternoon at Chucky Cheese!!! Go figure!! &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R-6LVukor0I/AAAAAAAAAE0/grCwI1gb360/s1600-h/DSCI0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183233426545225538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R-6LVukor0I/AAAAAAAAAE0/grCwI1gb360/s320/DSCI0226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; The sad part of the story . . . Papa Bourne, Uncle James cover your ears. . . . Issac has two cavities (du, du , duuuuu).            &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R-6Oa-kor2I/AAAAAAAAAFE/Usf3jm2uIWA/s1600-h/DSCI0230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183236815274422114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R-6Oa-kor2I/AAAAAAAAAFE/Usf3jm2uIWA/s320/DSCI0230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is however OK with a return trip. . . how bad could it be right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were also so very proud of Dad too he was so brave and sat so still, Avrie told him he was a very good boy and deserved a toothbrush also!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/503408751776821132-5026766275111479565?l=nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/5026766275111479565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=503408751776821132&amp;postID=5026766275111479565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/5026766275111479565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/5026766275111479565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/2008/03/hi-ho-hi-ho-its-off-the-dentist-we-go.html' title='Hi Ho, Hi Ho its off the the DENTIST WE GO'/><author><name>The Farnsworth Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03089470338342458955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R-6LWekor1I/AAAAAAAAAE8/1B6Y4etmWrQ/s72-c/DSCI0228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-503408751776821132.post-750984099479029254</id><published>2008-02-29T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T19:53:04.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Raining Its Pouring. . . . SHOWER GIFTS FOR RAINA AND BABY BOY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R9C0afF7ajI/AAAAAAAAADE/T6ITV3l1-pk/s1600-h/play,karate,raina+shower+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174834338964662834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R9C0afF7ajI/AAAAAAAAADE/T6ITV3l1-pk/s320/play,karate,raina+shower+110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Time is moving quickly and we only have a little over a month before we get to meet our newest little member to the Bourne Family. We are sooo exited. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R8rc5640rNI/AAAAAAAAAB8/G5dXV42TlPg/s1600-h/play,karate,raina+shower+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173190009606679762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R8rc5640rNI/AAAAAAAAAB8/G5dXV42TlPg/s320/play,karate,raina+shower+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abbi and I got to go to a baby shower for Raina and Baby Boy (who hasn't been officially named yet)! It was fun times for all, spot lighted by women stating "My Water Broke" when there frozen baby ice cubes finally melted and floated to the top of their drinks. You had to be careful not to use the "B" word, you know that word that could cause you to lose one of your yarn strings. The word Baby is a very hard word to avoid when you are at a Baby Shower, but it was sure fun trying to find other words to take its place. Down to the main event, Raina and Baby were definitely "showered" in lots of cool gifts which will come in very handy when the big day comes. Lots of cute, soft cuddly clothes and blankies to wrap the little guy in . . . . or let daddy use which ever works out best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Our little PREGO LADY, look how cute she is!! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R8rc6a40rOI/AAAAAAAAACE/ftgpJtOeiUM/s1600-h/play,karate,raina+shower+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173190018196614370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R8rc6a40rOI/AAAAAAAAACE/ftgpJtOeiUM/s320/play,karate,raina+shower+097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R8rc7q40rPI/AAAAAAAAACM/euCCDJY53bI/s1600-h/play,karate,raina+shower+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173190039671450866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R8rc7q40rPI/AAAAAAAAACM/euCCDJY53bI/s320/play,karate,raina+shower+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This little bear was hand sewn by Rainas' brother in law (I believe his name is Jared). Rainas' sister said he sewed and glued and did everything from scratch, it turned out so cute, that will be a special bear to keep around!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174842069905795666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R9C7cfF7alI/AAAAAAAAADU/syAiLjqXswQ/s320/play,karate,raina+shower+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is the cute little outfit Abbi picked out especially for the shower, she was so exited to go, but ended up not feeling very well!!&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R8rmUa40rQI/AAAAAAAAACU/xcIeZSyDX8A/s1600-h/play,karate,raina+shower+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173200360477863170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R8rmUa40rQI/AAAAAAAAACU/xcIeZSyDX8A/s320/play,karate,raina+shower+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R8rmUa40rQI/AAAAAAAAACU/xcIeZSyDX8A/s1600-h/play,karate,raina+shower+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These little outfits were sent from Mom Bourne from Montana, she was so disappointed she didn't get to be here but looks forward to adoring and holding and "gaga ing " over her new little guy in March or April when he gets here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/503408751776821132-750984099479029254?l=nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/750984099479029254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=503408751776821132&amp;postID=750984099479029254' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/750984099479029254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/750984099479029254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-raining-its-pouring-shower-gifts.html' title='It&apos;s Raining Its Pouring. . . . SHOWER GIFTS FOR RAINA AND BABY BOY!!!'/><author><name>The Farnsworth Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03089470338342458955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R9C0afF7ajI/AAAAAAAAADE/T6ITV3l1-pk/s72-c/play,karate,raina+shower+110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-503408751776821132.post-5594568553361261871</id><published>2008-02-29T14:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T15:05:56.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the Sea. . .  A Pirates or Mermaids Adventure!!</title><content type='html'>Our local library has a story time for kids Monday - Thursday and I have found this is an awesome place to take the kids to learn and spend time with different activities.  The theme this month is pirates, fish, under the sea. . . anything in that nature.  I was amazed Issac was soo into the stories of pirates and under sea adventures.  Even Avrie was in awe with it all and stayed seated on the floor the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R8iMG640rKI/AAAAAAAAABk/TchQlfYZJkc/s1600-h/play,karate,raina+shower+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172538222549707938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R8iMG640rKI/AAAAAAAAABk/TchQlfYZJkc/s320/play,karate,raina+shower+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Issac got to be part of the deep see adventure he was the Crab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R8iMHq40rLI/AAAAAAAAABs/HHReyu6R88s/s1600-h/play,karate,raina+shower+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172538235434609842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R8iMHq40rLI/AAAAAAAAABs/HHReyu6R88s/s320/play,karate,raina+shower+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Avrie got to be a fish, a beautiful fish with beautiful scales . . . . rainbow scales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R8iMIq40rMI/AAAAAAAAAB0/fgktqkH1f0g/s1600-h/play,karate,raina+shower+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172538252614479042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R8iMIq40rMI/AAAAAAAAAB0/fgktqkH1f0g/s320/play,karate,raina+shower+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get to go fishing under the sea, we get the walk the dangerous crocodile catwalk which can be very dangerous if you happen to step on the jaws of a hungry crocodile.  Our favorite activity of all was the parachute. . .  all the little fishies that get to swim under the sea.  The fun of making story time come to life.  Next week we get to go swimming at the "pirate" pool.  Its pirate day on the 3rd and we are invited to go to pirate cove where there will be all sorts of activities.  Thank goodness we have stuff like this to keep us entertained in the long winter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/503408751776821132-5594568553361261871?l=nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/5594568553361261871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=503408751776821132&amp;postID=5594568553361261871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/5594568553361261871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/5594568553361261871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/2008/02/under-sea-pirates-or-mermaids-adventure.html' title='Under the Sea. . .  A Pirates or Mermaids Adventure!!'/><author><name>The Farnsworth Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03089470338342458955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R8iMG640rKI/AAAAAAAAABk/TchQlfYZJkc/s72-c/play,karate,raina+shower+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-503408751776821132.post-9017538180437148905</id><published>2008-02-23T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T18:10:59.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN,FAMILY,and PARTY TIME!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170360813771048562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="150" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R8DPxDFsRnI/AAAAAAAAABc/Cta3qmsXa4c/s200/play,karate,raina+shower+031.jpg" width="357" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R8DNJjFsRmI/AAAAAAAAABU/3tHk3MY5wxM/s1600-h/play,karate,raina+shower+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170357936142960226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R8DNJjFsRmI/AAAAAAAAABU/3tHk3MY5wxM/s200/play,karate,raina+shower+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've had a fun week this week, we got to go up to Idaho Falls and meet Papa and Nana, and the boys for a fun weekend of swimming, playing a little bit of WII and of course some cards (it wouldn't be a Bourne Blast without um). Issac insisted on playing Star Wars at least a little while he had to show everyone how good he's got. &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;How fun is it to watch your kids and see the extreme joy and satisfaction they get from just seeing the face of their Papa or Nana, or the anticipation they get knowing they get to spend a little pool time with uncles. It's a great feeling knowing that everyone is having fun just being there!! We stayed up till the wee hours of the morning even little miss Avrie stayed up till about 12:00am when she finally fell asleep of sheer exhaustion, Quincy and Zach brought their dogs so she spent alot of the night playing with them. Zach and Quincy also brought their girlfriends so we got to hangout with them to which was fun since we don't get to see them that often. They both enjoyed the attention brought on by new faces and more people to cling on to for the kids. It was a fun quick weekend, we only wish our little vacation could have had James and Amber and Brian and Raina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/503408751776821132-9017538180437148905?l=nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/9017538180437148905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=503408751776821132&amp;postID=9017538180437148905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/9017538180437148905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/9017538180437148905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/2008/02/funfamilyand-party-time.html' title='FUN,FAMILY,and PARTY TIME!!!!!'/><author><name>The Farnsworth Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03089470338342458955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R8DPxDFsRnI/AAAAAAAAABc/Cta3qmsXa4c/s72-c/play,karate,raina+shower+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-503408751776821132.post-1429221965498889509</id><published>2008-02-13T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T08:37:09.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherish these days, they go to fast!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R7Ma7DFsRjI/AAAAAAAAAA8/tZ4sID9o_Ts/s1600-h/maglebys+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166502799267874354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R7Ma7DFsRjI/AAAAAAAAAA8/tZ4sID9o_Ts/s320/maglebys+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took the kids out for breakfast on Saturday morning, as we sat there attempting to keep it all quiet I looked around the reastrant and found we and 1 other couple were the only ones in this section of the building. Maybe because we both had kids, maybe cause everyone else was soundly sleeping like we would like to have been. As I watched the kids play with animals and dress um up bears, I realized, here I sit trying to stop them from being loud crazy kids, and in no time I will be begging them to be my little babies a&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R7Ma7TFsRkI/AAAAAAAAABE/cHgXD8x_o1k/s1600-h/maglebys+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166502803562841666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R7Ma7TFsRkI/AAAAAAAAABE/cHgXD8x_o1k/s320/maglebys+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gain. I won't always be able to piggy back my son, in a few years he will probably tower over me. I realize that I should take the time to enjoy the silly things they do now because I am sure before I know it I will miss them all terribly. I will miss things like this morning when Avrie wanted to come snuggle in "Moms bed cause she was scared of the monsters in hers". I will miss being the one that gets to kiss them and tuck them in at night. How lucky are we to be parents to such adorable little beings who we get to experience all the funny, and intriguing things of life with. &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R7Ma7zFsRlI/AAAAAAAAABM/93lf02M3LiI/s1600-h/maglebys+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166502812152776274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R7Ma7zFsRlI/AAAAAAAAABM/93lf02M3LiI/s320/maglebys+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/503408751776821132-1429221965498889509?l=nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/1429221965498889509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=503408751776821132&amp;postID=1429221965498889509' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/1429221965498889509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/1429221965498889509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/2008/02/cherish-these-days-they-go-to-fast.html' title='Cherish these days, they go to fast!!!!'/><author><name>The Farnsworth Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03089470338342458955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R7Ma7DFsRjI/AAAAAAAAAA8/tZ4sID9o_Ts/s72-c/maglebys+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-503408751776821132.post-8429349141383512079</id><published>2008-02-10T18:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T07:35:13.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TO oth good to be true!!!!</title><content type='html'>Abbi hit yet another monumental moment in her life, she has lost yet another tooth, yup that makes 5 the official count and another loose and ready to fall out. However, we encountered a HUGE problem, Abbi lost her tooth while at school, and lost it in the hallways. Abbi came home from school very distraught that the tooth fairy would not know she had lost another tooth. We considered such solutions such putting a fake in the bag, using one of the other ones that we have kept, writting a note to the tooth fairy. We decided together that if we wrote a note to the tooth fairy and explained the situation she would be understanding enough to still leave abbis reward. Lucky for us that tooth fairy is a very nice, smart, fun, intellegent. . . . ok you get the point, anyway lucky for Abbi the tooth fairy came to visit afterall. Now she has saved up $6 to buy somthing very special that she hasn't yet decided yet. She sounds a little like her mom, she likes to save up and buy big!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/503408751776821132-8429349141383512079?l=nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/8429349141383512079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=503408751776821132&amp;postID=8429349141383512079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/8429349141383512079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/8429349141383512079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/2008/02/to-oth-good-to-be-true.html' title='TO oth good to be true!!!!'/><author><name>The Farnsworth Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03089470338342458955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-503408751776821132.post-2285949445079389168</id><published>2008-02-05T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T18:06:32.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you know that it's LOVE!!!!</title><content type='html'>Abbi came home today and told me mom, I have a boyfriend!!! A particular boy in her class told her she was smart, he told her that when she is old enough to get married, he would marry her!! "Mom he is soo nice, when ever we leave for the day he sings songs about everyone else being &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ugly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, except me". He even wants me to do his math for him, cause he says I'm smart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it start this soon, do I get to start sifting through fellow suiters this young? I am sure this is the start to a chain of many love stories yet to come in my sweet, cutie girls life. Valentines Day is coming up I wonder if she will hurray home eagerly awaiting that moment to sift through her V&lt;em&gt;alentines&lt;/em&gt; to find those special ones sent "especially" to her from those special boys. The days all us girls remember so foundly in our minds the day we get to find out if that boy, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the boy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; returns those feelings of "love". lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/503408751776821132-2285949445079389168?l=nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/2285949445079389168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=503408751776821132&amp;postID=2285949445079389168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/2285949445079389168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/2285949445079389168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/2008/02/how-do-you-know-that-its-love.html' title='How do you know that it&apos;s LOVE!!!!'/><author><name>The Farnsworth Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03089470338342458955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-503408751776821132.post-6485252648378665100</id><published>2008-02-03T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T18:51:08.968-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>With Each Day We Grow A Little, Laugh a Little</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R6ZoUTO1zlI/AAAAAAAAAAs/NZ5i8qeVqMA/s1600-h/janfeb2008+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162928720796044882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R6ZoUTO1zlI/AAAAAAAAAAs/NZ5i8qeVqMA/s200/janfeb2008+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R6ZlrDO1zkI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wKrj41Agkds/s1600-h/janfeb2008+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162925813103185474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R6ZlrDO1zkI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wKrj41Agkds/s200/janfeb2008+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ever look at your kids and wonder when did he grow big enough to become, &lt;strong&gt;"the king of the mountain";&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How does she know that I worked so hard to clean the house and do the laundry and she actually does appreciate it; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bigger she gets the cuter she gets and the more I want her to stay my little baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life passes us by so fast and we blink and we hope we remember the moment that has passed. I love to hear my children as they tell me about how they learned "this" at school, or enjoyed builing their own stool so [he] can sit and watch the football game with dad (he even hammered and nailed by himself. I laugh when Avrie is so intrigued with Dora that she to wants to become a problem solver and stop certain "swipers" in &lt;strong&gt;our &lt;/strong&gt;house hold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162931499639885410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R6Zq2DO1zmI/AAAAAAAAAA0/WeO0gRZE3IQ/s320/jan2008+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love being a mom to the best kids in the world who love myself and their daddy so much they love to share it with us each morning with a huge hug and smothers of kisses. We are entrusted with these little humans and we get to learn and grow along with them and build our lives around them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/503408751776821132-6485252648378665100?l=nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/6485252648378665100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=503408751776821132&amp;postID=6485252648378665100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/6485252648378665100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/6485252648378665100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/2008/02/with-each-day-we-grow-little-laugh.html' title='With Each Day We Grow A Little, Laugh a Little'/><author><name>The Farnsworth Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03089470338342458955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R6ZoUTO1zlI/AAAAAAAAAAs/NZ5i8qeVqMA/s72-c/janfeb2008+050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-503408751776821132.post-1104925963499519282</id><published>2008-02-03T15:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T16:38:18.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it Snow, Let it Snow, Let it Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R6ZdYTO1zjI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MW3j1de2ECc/s1600-h/janfeb2008+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162916694887616050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R6ZdYTO1zjI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MW3j1de2ECc/s320/janfeb2008+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Superbowl Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to you all. I hope you are enjoying (if you are getting) the snow, as much as we are. Ha Ha all exept Nathaniel who had to go out this morning before church and shovel away about 1 foot of snow that had accumulated overnight; but, he and Issac had a fun time working up a sweat.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R6ZZEzO1ziI/AAAAAAAAAAU/b7TtdJNyziU/s1600-h/janfeb2008+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R6ZZEDO1zhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NrH87VSkb-M/s1600-h/janfeb2008+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162911948948753938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R6ZZEDO1zhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NrH87VSkb-M/s200/janfeb2008+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have had more snow this last month and half then we have in 5-6 years, but the kids are sure enjoying the sleding and snowman building that comes along with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/503408751776821132-1104925963499519282?l=nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/1104925963499519282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=503408751776821132&amp;postID=1104925963499519282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/1104925963499519282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/1104925963499519282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/2008/02/let-it-snow-let-it-snow-let-it-snow.html' title='Let it Snow, Let it Snow, Let it Snow'/><author><name>The Farnsworth Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03089470338342458955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qO0Ak6sCWOA/R6ZdYTO1zjI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MW3j1de2ECc/s72-c/janfeb2008+065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-503408751776821132.post-3611212124504016833</id><published>2008-02-02T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T16:03:30.250-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hurray for HAPPENINGS'/><title type='text'>A Beginning to a New Adventure</title><content type='html'>Welcome all, or I guess I could say, . . . . .  all welcome to me.  I have begun something that I have been wanting to do and keep for myself and others interested.  A journey, a reflection, and peak inside the life and the happenings of my family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/503408751776821132-3611212124504016833?l=nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/3611212124504016833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=503408751776821132&amp;postID=3611212124504016833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/3611212124504016833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/503408751776821132/posts/default/3611212124504016833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnmfarnsworth.blogspot.com/2008/02/beginning-to-new-adventure.html' title='A Beginning to a New Adventure'/><author><name>The Farnsworth Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03089470338342458955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
