<?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-45743485457862044</id><updated>2012-01-05T18:46:05.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DeVoogd...Party of 5</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-1249536916909804088</id><published>2010-04-09T00:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T00:55:27.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go again!</title><content type='html'>I need to post.  I need to make time to post.  I need to find the right attitude to post a little about our lives and what we are doing.  But today is not that day.  Today (or tonight) is the night that I am positive that the excruciating pain that I am feeling in one (yes, I now have two) of my stomachs is an ULCER!!! Yes, really.  And I can't beleive it either.  I cannot re-live the past year.  I cannot put my family through it.  I haven't even completely recovered from this past few months.  Still trying to get control of  my house, my job.  I cannot mentally or physically do anymore/ handle anymore.  I cannot continue to be in pain daily, or take the amount of meds I take to function on a daily basis.  Maybe I can ignore it and it will go away?  Wait.... I tried that last time and look where that got me. The doctors are going to scope it next Thursday (ouch)!  Thursday is the ONLY day this month Kelly can't take me, I think he might need to be there to actually believe it but I already put it off a week because mentally I can't handle hearing the words, not ever getting this tube out, continuing to be in pain, and being put back on a very controlled liquid diet, or better yet NPO or "nothing by mouth".  Be grateful for the chance to go out to dinner with your husband, family, or friends. It's something I've missed and only started to do over the last couple of weeks. Looks like it is going to come to a quick end.  I better not have done all this for nothing! Enough complaining I know, it could be worse, right?  Not gonna lie, sometimes this feels like "worse".&lt;br /&gt;Here we go again.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-1249536916909804088?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/1249536916909804088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=1249536916909804088' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/1249536916909804088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/1249536916909804088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2010/04/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here we go again!'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-6017929184052282975</id><published>2009-12-14T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T00:27:53.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Answer?!?! Maybe?</title><content type='html'>It's late and it's quiet in the house.  It's midnight so the kids are sound asleep, Kelly is sound asleep. I am not usually able to stay up too late but tonight is different and I am making myself do something other then the panicing I have been doing so far tonight, so I am blogging.  I am having my stomach scoped tomorrow in preperation for surgery, to be scheduled as soon as they can fit me in ,(and the doctor gets back from vacation). I am not a fan of being scoped.  Usually you are asleep when they do it but the last two times I have had it done at UCDavis they have not got me completely asleep before starting, and it hurts.  I am anxious that they wont find anything, or that what they do find cannot be fixed.  I am anxious that after over 5 months (close to 6) I need an answer and a solution to fix the hell I have been going through.  I am a tough girl. Over the last 2 years I have found strength I never knew I was capable of. I feel like I can handle almost anything. The last 5 months have brought my life to a halt.  Just when I think that the pain I am in cannot get any worse I am proven wrong.  When I think my body has had all it can take, something else happens or starts to fail. This all started as a little ulcer that I let go (I was trying to be a good mother first, like all mothers do).  I had no idea that over a 6 month period of time I would carry a bag for all my nutrients, and over that period of time (5 months) I would eat, in total, the amount of food one person would eat in a week. I had no idea that my strong body would fail me and quit absorbing vital nutrients or that my organs would start showing signs of shutting down.  I had no idea that my kids would react by not allowing me to be alone or panicing if I even "look" like I don't feel good.  I had no idea that my husband would have to take over the house chores, as well as his normal chores, and even a few things a husband should not have to do.  I had no idea that my dear friends would have to come and take care of me, and drive me to and from appointments.  I like being independant and being able to handle it all.  It is what I am good at, I am not good at this.  I want to get my house cleaned, get my Christmas shopping done, and go back to doing the things I need to. I'm not gonna lie I also want to walk to the bathroom in the middle of the night without having to untangle my "cord" that I am hooked to, not have to spend the 15 minutes before I get in the shower "preparing" my arm so my pic line does not get wet, go to a nice dinner with my husband and even order dessert. As I type this I am thinking that I need to be grateful I have a husband that works hard so we have the money to buy food I will one day be able to eat, have hot water so even though its a pain to shower its warm and clean, and live in a house I have things to untangle from my chord.  That is what I am going to focus on tonight as I sit here worrying about tomorrow and what will be the next step in getting me better so I can get my life back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-6017929184052282975?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/6017929184052282975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=6017929184052282975' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/6017929184052282975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/6017929184052282975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2009/12/answer-maybe.html' title='An Answer?!?! Maybe?'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-2890098059203802291</id><published>2009-12-03T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T16:44:16.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decision Time</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is the day. I think that I have tried everything I can at this point to avoid surgery. It has been 4 full months on "the backpack" and I have just got sicker. Now along with the pain I am not absorbing what I need to survive. I don't want to let someone cut my belly open, but it sounds like I no longer get too much say in what I want. I am ready to feel better. I thought it was the worst it could get a few months ago. I was wrong. I am in excruciating pain, at times I am doubled over, in agony. I am not sleeping, or functioning. I consider myself to have an extremely high tolerance for pain so the fact the pain is bringing me to my knees is bad. We meet with my doctors tomorrow afternoon and I am extremely anxious. He has given my three options, all of which I hate! I have decided the option I want and at this point just hope they will move quickly. I know a couple of weeks ago he would have done it immediately. The doctor told me he feels like he is being inhumane to continue to watch me suffer through this. &lt;br /&gt;Pray that the doctor will let me choose the decision, and that I will not get put in the hospital at my visit tomorrow (he keeps threatening me), and that I can get all my Christmas stuff done! It is stressing me out. I am NOT a last minute person so not having the shopping done or anything decorated is soooo stressful for me. I'm going to work on it over the next few days, I am sure it will get done, right :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-2890098059203802291?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/2890098059203802291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=2890098059203802291' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/2890098059203802291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/2890098059203802291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2009/12/decision-time.html' title='Decision Time'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-1891959264121925670</id><published>2009-10-29T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T21:22:03.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have Joy</title><content type='html'>Every day like a lot of you I do a little "blog surfing", especially lately. I am a little embarrassed to admit that I spend a lot of my day sitting on the couch, with my laptop (I don't know how people actually live without one :), waiting for all of you to update your blogs. Luckily I read a few trusty blogs with updates daily. One of my favorites is "Have Joy" http:// &lt;a href="http://"&gt;http:// have-joy@blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;!! I actually look forward to her daily updates and have even learned a thing or two. Right now she is doing a give away from California Carmel Company! Nothing says "Fall" like a caramel apple! &lt;br /&gt;Sitting at my laptop reading blogs, eating chocolate and caramel!! I can't think of anything I love more!! Now if only I was eating....... but more on that later when I am in a more positive mood!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-1891959264121925670?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/1891959264121925670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=1891959264121925670' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/1891959264121925670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/1891959264121925670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2009/10/have-joy.html' title='Have Joy'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-2190008753491998653</id><published>2009-10-10T18:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T19:10:33.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I have decided this is the easiest way to update.  We are not good at answering the phone or making/returning phone calls.  I even been too lazy (or tired) to answer emails.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a rough week.  I lost my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;picc&lt;/span&gt; line last week (it broke) so I got a new one last Friday.  Since (last) Saturday I have been in a lot of pain.  My arm has swelled and throbbed, clear down to my finger tips. And I have been &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; tired!  Not a little, "I need a nap" tired but a "I cannot keep my eyes open even though I just woke up", tired. I talked to  the doc on Tuesday and she told me to take &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; and I would be fine.  Went to SF with Kellen's class on Wednesday and truly thought I was going to die by the time we got home. &lt;br /&gt;Called the doctor Thursday morning and she finally decided she was concerned.  She scheduled labs, a CT scan, and an ultrasound for right then.  I left work, drove to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;UCDavis&lt;/span&gt;, did my labs, then to ultrasound.  My ultrasound was PAINFUL and she briskly walked around the curtain (very private) to call my doc and tell her that I had a blood clot.  I asked if I could go grab a drink and her comment was, "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hunny&lt;/span&gt; they are gonna send you home to get a toothbrush and come back.  You can't go get a drink."  That made me feel good, or not.  After talking to the doctor for a bit she sent me to her office (it is hooked to the hospital).  I was not happy to see she was an hour behind.  Did you know if you have a blood clot you don't even have to wait two minutes, let  alone an hour?  We talked and she decided she was going to have them pull my new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;picc&lt;/span&gt; line with ultrasound to see what the blood clot does.  Then insert a new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;picc&lt;/span&gt; line.  Have I mentioned &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;picc&lt;/span&gt; lines HURT! I am not a fan.  They hurt when they do them and then a few days after..... The give you a shot or two of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lidocane&lt;/span&gt; to numb the spot insert a metal wire from your elbow, past your shoulder, and into the major vein running to your heart (that is how I understand it).  Then they insert a dilator, or a hurts like nothing you've ever felt, into your arm.  Then they insert the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;picc&lt;/span&gt;.  They claim that I have to skin of a elephant and have to use a scalpel to make a small incision to get it in, they run it up my arm, around my elbow, up my neck (until the flush it and realize it is in the wrong spot) then down my neck. After all that you wait for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xray&lt;/span&gt;, then wait for someone to read it only to tell you it is in too far.  They then remove the 6 rolls of tape they have put on your arm (maybe only 5 :) to pull it out and tape it up again, only to have it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;untaped&lt;/span&gt; and checked again in 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;After my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;picc&lt;/span&gt; we were sent back to the doctors office to have a "pow-wow".  Again if you were just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;torchered&lt;/span&gt; they don't make you wait too long. We talked about the fact I am actually doing better then they expected and that I should still feel like crap (an understatement at this point) and that it might be time to take a look and run some tests to see what is going on.  The doctor also decided that he might try to go in and cut out the spot but not until December.  I have to get healthier and there has to be less swelling (it needs to be smaller so he can cut out a safe portion). I left miserable.  In pain, frustrated, and I think getting sick.&lt;br /&gt;We were home about 20 minutes and the doctor called (I think she missed me).  She said she had just got my labs back and I have a dangerously low amount of iron (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hmmmm&lt;/span&gt; maybe why I'm &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; tired?!?!)  My ulcer is bleeding (could have told you that) and my old &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;picc&lt;/span&gt; bled a pretty good amount. So she called in a huge amount of iron and talked about doing infusions (I think that means in my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;picc&lt;/span&gt; line, not sure.  It cannot go into my "backpack" because of the other stuff in it.  I guess it won't absorb).&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that is where I am at.  I went back to the hospital today for them to take a look at  my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;picc&lt;/span&gt; line (thanks Ann for driving me)!  I go again Monday.  BOTH of my arms are sore.  I have been instructed to ice one and put heat on the other.  I am exhausted (hospital and soccer all I could do today).  I for some reason have a horrible metallic taste in my mouth and flushing saline into my line makes it a million times worse (even the See's candy I snuck today tasted awful)!  AND to top it off.... I am getting sick.  I have the sorest throat, it is swollen and is making me even more miserable (I thought that wasn't possible, I was wrong.... again)!&lt;br /&gt;The reality is it could be worse, I'm sure it could.  Maybe if I spent less time complaining I would feel better. Maybe I should work on that!  I really appreciate everyone for their  prayers, love support, and all the help we've had!  I can not do it by myself anymore, even though I am trying! We feel so blessed to have such fantastic family and friends!!  I am taking some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; and going to bed.  Hoping to make it to church for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; a little while tomorrow!  Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-2190008753491998653?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/2190008753491998653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=2190008753491998653' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/2190008753491998653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/2190008753491998653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2009/10/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-8509340126905017451</id><published>2009-09-25T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T20:36:37.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We MUST Need A Vacation?!?!?!?</title><content type='html'>A remote control car came driving at me the other day. It crashed into my feet and this is what I saw first:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/Sr2Kc1JAVcI/AAAAAAAAAIg/fz1bZ6rYITg/s1600-h/Basketball+August+2009+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385612957310801346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/Sr2Kc1JAVcI/AAAAAAAAAIg/fz1bZ6rYITg/s200/Basketball+August+2009+026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It says, "Take the one under". So I lifted it up and and there was another note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/Sr2LGpQIxTI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3vB3qshYvtA/s1600-h/Basketball+August+2009+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385613675673994546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/Sr2LGpQIxTI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3vB3qshYvtA/s200/Basketball+August+2009+027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It says. "go on vacation you need it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was from Camden.  So stinking cute!  I am thinking we need to plan a vacation?!?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-8509340126905017451?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/8509340126905017451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=8509340126905017451' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/8509340126905017451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/8509340126905017451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-must-need-vacation.html' title='We MUST Need A Vacation?!?!?!?'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/Sr2Kc1JAVcI/AAAAAAAAAIg/fz1bZ6rYITg/s72-c/Basketball+August+2009+026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-5710360772219929721</id><published>2009-09-14T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T20:53:25.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is NOT what I meant when I taught my kids to share</title><content type='html'>I am having a rough day.......&lt;br /&gt;Kellen left for Sly Park, which has been &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; much harder for me then I thought it would be!  Because of my own health I am stuck NOT being able to go with him. It makes me mad, and sad. Really sad.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up and thought I was just tired, I went from saying goodbye to Kellen straight to work.  I got my stuff and sat down at my desk and my head just started spinning, and throbbing.  I called my boss, said I was going home to get some medicine and then I would be back.  I never made it back.  I am sick.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mekenzie&lt;/span&gt; was sick last week, she shared. I don't have time to be sick, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sadly&lt;/span&gt; I don't even have the energy to be sick.  Even carrying my backpack to and from the bathroom is too much right now.  I think I got sick because I let my guard down and had a pity me day. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Grrrrrrrrrrr&lt;/span&gt;.   I am lucky to have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mekenzie&lt;/span&gt; and Camden here.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mekenzie&lt;/span&gt; took care of dinner and picking up after (she is a really good kid)!  Camden gave me a hug when I had a meltdown a minute ago.  I said, "I'm so sorry, I don't know what is wrong with me"!&lt;br /&gt;He replied, "It's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, you're just being a mom".  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sooo&lt;/span&gt; cute, and so sweet!  Made my night!  And his since how could I tell him he could not sleep in my bed after that?&lt;br /&gt;I am sure tomorrow will be a better day.  It has to be, right?!?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-5710360772219929721?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/5710360772219929721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=5710360772219929721' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/5710360772219929721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/5710360772219929721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is-not-what-i-meant-when-i-taught.html' title='This is NOT what I meant when I taught my kids to share'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-2231999799743657674</id><published>2009-09-12T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T12:14:44.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got over it</title><content type='html'>I took my few days, felt sorry for myself.  Now I am over it and back to doing what I've got to do.  We are really fine, really.  My attitude is much better and I am back to being able to tackle the world!&lt;br /&gt;I AM having a little panic attack about Kellen going to Sly Park without me this week, the doctor (mine) will not let me go with him. Kelly will go for a few days and then we will go up to "flush" him in the evenings for the last few.  I've never NOT been the one to take care of him all day and it is worrying me a little.  I know he will be fine so I'm not sure why I am worried, but I am.&lt;br /&gt;Kelly took both of the boys camping this weekend with the scouts.  I miss them and am ready for them to come home but it is always nice to have time just me and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mekenzie&lt;/span&gt;.  She is just getting more fun to do things with as she gets older.  I LOVE spending time with her! Since neither of us felt good we really haven't done anything exciting, but it was nice to be together (just picked her up a breakfast - it is 11:00am - of french toast sticks, curly fries, and a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;oreo&lt;/span&gt; shake)! &lt;br /&gt;Now to cuddle on the couch in my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;snuggie&lt;/span&gt; and let &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mekenzie&lt;/span&gt; bring me laundry to fold!  See were good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-2231999799743657674?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/2231999799743657674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=2231999799743657674' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/2231999799743657674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/2231999799743657674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-got-over-it.html' title='I got over it'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-7229418801459262941</id><published>2009-09-10T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T08:12:38.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hungry</title><content type='html'>I Hungry&lt;br /&gt;Kellen said I needed this bumper sticker for my backpack.&lt;br /&gt;I am grouchy! So be prepared for a grouchy post!&lt;br /&gt;I am getting tired of walking around the house to the Dora song “Backpack Backpack” sung by my kids (Mekenzie). I am tired of making food and not eating it. I am tired of having this tube hanging from me and tripping on it. I am tired of having to lug this 20+ pound backpack with me everywhere I go. I am tired of having to go to the bathroom a million times a day. I am tired of “beeping” and sounding like I am carrying a bomb. I am tired of gaining weight even though nothing goes into my mouth. I am tired of being tired, and nauseas, and always having a tummy ache. I am tired of getting up at night and having to untangle all of the cords plugged in around my backpack. I am tired of tripping over my tube on the stairs, getting in the car, on the couch. I am tired of forgetting I am tethered to a bag only to walk away and rip the tape that is holding the tube onto my skin. I am tired of it being so hard to shower because I can’t get the arm my pic line is in wet. I am tired of asking my husband to help me wash my hair. I am tired of only being able to move 3 feet from where I drop my bag. I am tired my house is falling apart around me, and the laundry is not getting done because it is impossible to carry clothes with my huge bag. I am tired of sleeping but not feeling rested. I am tired that since CA is having a nursing crisis no one is actually in charge of my care so when I have a problem I go in circles until I realize no one cares. I am tired of getting labs drawn 1, 2 or 3 times depending on the week.&lt;br /&gt;I have been on TPN or IV nutrition now for 6+ weeks. I go back and forth from feeling like its getting better to being miserable and not sure if any of this is working. On the bright side they are letting me eat some foods (yogurt, sf jello, and applesauce), the problem is anytime I put something in my mouth it makes me so sick I wish I didn’t.&lt;br /&gt;I’m giving myself today to be grouchy. Then I am going to get over it and just deal with it. So Grrrrrrrrrrr …………… to be continued when I am feeling more positive (or I can fake it better then today).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-7229418801459262941?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/7229418801459262941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=7229418801459262941' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/7229418801459262941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/7229418801459262941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-hungry.html' title='I Hungry'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-6221608941630836503</id><published>2009-08-12T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T22:57:21.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking the Rules!</title><content type='html'>My kids are precious.  No, really precious!  They are so [over] protective of me lately and what might seem cute is really not so cute anymore.  Let me explain.... Other then sips of water I am not supposed to put anything in my mouth,(except gum, I think, but I am not going to ask....just in case they tell me no)!!  This is a big rule.  They want my stomach to heal so when I eat, it has to work and can't heal.  If I even &lt;strong&gt;considered &lt;/strong&gt;eating anything, before my hand actually got to my mouth Mekenzie, Kellen, or Camden would have tackled me and taken whatever I THOUGHT I might want to eat out of my hand (this might have happened once or twice).&lt;br /&gt;You don't realize what a habit eating is.  I get up every morning, pour my cereal, and eat while I read my email.  When I get home from work I eat my lunch while I check my Facebook.  Dinner is a family event at our house, I cook and we eat together as a family.  Breakfast and lunch have been bareable to miss.  Dinner is another story.  I have to go upstairs while my family eats, it is sad but the only way I can do it (and I sit on my bed and sob feeling sorry for myself....ok enough with the dramatics).&lt;br /&gt;Tonight everyone but Mekenzie and I went to bed early (yeah!!).  We love our time together!!  I really wanted some cheetos - really, really bad.  I found some "Munchie Mix" in our cupboard and figured I would "suck" on the cheetos.  Do you know how hard it is to "suck" on cheetos??  I think one or two (they were the size of pencil lead by the way, no big, good cheetos), might have slipped down my throat and into my tummy.  Shhhhhhhh.... don't tell my kids, they will have my stomach pumped!!&lt;br /&gt;Are you wondering if I felt satisfied?  I had to have Mekenzie bring me a medication for nasuea.  NO, it wasn't worth it.  Next time I'm going for something better like See's Scotchmallows, my favorite treat, so when I am sick I will have at least snuck something good!!  Ugggggg!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-6221608941630836503?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/6221608941630836503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=6221608941630836503' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/6221608941630836503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/6221608941630836503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2009/08/breaking-rules.html' title='Breaking the Rules!'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-3949707622082618318</id><published>2009-08-10T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T20:38:58.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comings and Goings</title><content type='html'>The kids keep bugging me to blog.  I try to explain to them that no one ever reads our blog, and we already know what is going on in our lives.  That did not make them happy so I am blogging.  I haven't blogged because I figure it would take forever to get caught back up.  Feel free to stop anytime if you get bored.....&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with Camden.&lt;br /&gt;Camden had a milestone birthday in July.  He turned 8!!!!  We celebrated by having family from out of town, his baptism, and his Birthday Party at Safetyville!!  It was a great weekend for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SoDZhphAUnI/AAAAAAAAAHA/3kGVIO8AFKY/s1600-h/june+-+jul+2009+(Baptism,+birthday)+169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SoDZhphAUnI/AAAAAAAAAHA/3kGVIO8AFKY/s200/june+-+jul+2009+(Baptism,+birthday)+169.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368529927928828530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SoDZ2GyJFbI/AAAAAAAAAHI/6bNpb06Am8M/s1600-h/june+-+jul+2009+(Baptism,+birthday)+174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SoDZ2GyJFbI/AAAAAAAAAHI/6bNpb06Am8M/s200/june+-+jul+2009+(Baptism,+birthday)+174.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368530279382717874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also completed swim lessons and finally seems to have "got it" this year!!  He didn't even seemed freaked out when they jumped off the diving board!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SoDaaWka5bI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/5LifBCLLrJI/s1600-h/june+-+jul+2009+(Baptism,+birthday)+093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SoDaaWka5bI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/5LifBCLLrJI/s200/june+-+jul+2009+(Baptism,+birthday)+093.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368530902095422898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also spent some time doing our favorite thing - 4 wheeling (Quadding to those of you who are not from Utah).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SoDbA0zKVxI/AAAAAAAAAHY/DEKEIAU9XyY/s1600-h/june+-+jul+2009+(Baptism,+birthday)+132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SoDbA0zKVxI/AAAAAAAAAHY/DEKEIAU9XyY/s200/june+-+jul+2009+(Baptism,+birthday)+132.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368531563045345042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys started back to school on July 26th!  They LOVEd Their teacher and seem to be having a great start!!! Next up is Camden's busy soccer schedule!  &lt;br /&gt;I think Camden has had a great summer!  He is such a good kid and can entertain himself for hours, we love it!!  In fact right now he is hammering away in the garage building a bat and ball holder!!&lt;br /&gt;Next is Kellen -&lt;br /&gt;Kellen has spent the past many weeks playing basketball.  He loves it, and I would love to say that he is part of a winning team with great players, but I am against lying, so I won't.  He is a good foot and a half shorter then anyone on his team.  He is however,(and I am saying this without bragging, I promise), the very best player on the team.  I wish I had pictures, I will have to post them later!&lt;br /&gt;Kellen also enjoyed the time with family in town.  His cousin Jodan and him really had fun together.  They played so good and were buddies the whole time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SoDc7QANYOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/VdsqcIIEXa0/s1600-h/Camden%27s+B+252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SoDc7QANYOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/VdsqcIIEXa0/s200/Camden%27s+B+252.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368533666291867874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SoDdPKlPBfI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ORZJzXQ43Fw/s1600-h/Camden%27s+B+262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SoDdPKlPBfI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ORZJzXQ43Fw/s200/Camden%27s+B+262.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368534008433935858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a ton of fun going to Jelly Belly, Quadding, Safetyville, hanging out in the hot tub, and Old Town!!  &lt;br /&gt;Kellen's health has been pretty good too.  He had a few weeks with a lot of pain and they were concerned about a stricture but he seems to be doing pretty good making it to school most days and having a couple of pretty good weeks (yeah!)&lt;br /&gt;Then there is Mekenzie.  She has kept us REALLY busy this summer with all she is involved in.  I have a funny feeling it is a glimpse of the future for us.&lt;br /&gt;She started out the summer with her Dance Recital dancing with Elk Grove Dance.  She did a beautiful ballet number and three clogging dances.  She was awesome!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SoDe9vYNHPI/AAAAAAAAAHw/MUXJ2p3UGmc/s1600-h/june+-+jul+2009+(Baptism,+birthday)+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SoDe9vYNHPI/AAAAAAAAAHw/MUXJ2p3UGmc/s200/june+-+jul+2009+(Baptism,+birthday)+034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368535908097006834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SoDfPbvFyaI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Qhd0M1jyvaU/s1600-h/june+-+jul+2009+(Baptism,+birthday)+079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SoDfPbvFyaI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Qhd0M1jyvaU/s200/june+-+jul+2009+(Baptism,+birthday)+079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368536212061931938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so fun to watch her this year in dance!  It is making us look forward to her performances with the Sheldon High Dance Company!&lt;br /&gt;She also had the great oppurtunity to dance in the Strauss Festival.  Strauss is a festival that has been in Elk Grove for 20 or so years (I think).  It is sooooo fun!  Mekenzie got to ba a part of the Polka Group, which is the best part of the whole show!  The boys tossed the girls in the air, spun them around, flipped them over.  It was sooooo good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SoDhifPoQXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/GoJZqImiN8s/s1600-h/Strauss+Festival+2009+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SoDhifPoQXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/GoJZqImiN8s/s200/Strauss+Festival+2009+025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368538738444484978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SoDh0BY3KxI/AAAAAAAAAII/cd8ckQ8HYJQ/s1600-h/Strauss+Festival+2009+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SoDh0BY3KxI/AAAAAAAAAII/cd8ckQ8HYJQ/s200/Strauss+Festival+2009+038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368539039667792658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SoDiEeNgWjI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/guEdT4DRblk/s1600-h/Strauss+Festival+2009+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SoDiEeNgWjI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/guEdT4DRblk/s200/Strauss+Festival+2009+039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368539322282695218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has been really busy!  She spend most of the day dancing or singing.  Mekenzie does not start school until Monday but she got her schedule tonight and is really excited to get started (Does dance, weight training, and English sound like a rough schedule???  She better get all A's!!!)!  She has tryouts for Elk Grove Musical Theatre Companies production of Annie on Tuesday and is currently practicing for the start of school events with the Dance Company!&lt;br /&gt;Kelly - I should let him write this part.  He has done a little bit of fishing, helping Kellen to catch his very first fish!!  He has been able get out and do a little bit of quadding but I know he has not got to do enough of either of these things!  The boys keep bugging him to take them camping so I see a camping trip in their near future.  &lt;br /&gt;He is finally getting busy at work and he loves it!  He really does like his job when things are going well and he is busy!  He has been doing the mom and dad job's around here while I recover from a illness and he has done a great job (I think he is just about done with it all though!)!!&lt;br /&gt;I have stayed busy with the kids, house, and work.  I have had this pesky ulcer that will not go away.  After 2 visits to the emergency room and numerous calls to the doctor they took a look and could not believe I was still functioning (I am guessing they don't have 3 kids, a job, and a house).  Right after they took a look I was admitted to UC Davis Hospital where I spent 4 days, they inserted a pic-line, and have put me on TPN or IV nutirition.  I am not able to eat ANYTHING for the next few weeks (possibly months) while they hope that it will heal.  You do not relize how much eating is a habit and it is weird to not be able to do it!  It has been a week and I am miserable.  I still have no energy and am in some pain but hope it will quickly heal and I will soon feel better then I have in months!! I had been telling the docs for weeks I was in pain and really sick but they did not realize just how bad it was. (I was gonna post pictures but I thought that might be TMI).  So if you see me with my backpack, and a tube hanging out of my shirt - don't offer me food!! I am scheduled to have the tube in until February (yes, really February) but will eventually go on a night schedule instead of the 24hours I am currently doing and adding back some soft, bland foods into my diet.  We have been blessed with great neighbors and friends that have stepped up to help us out!  &lt;br /&gt;I think that is everything in a nutshell!  If you made it this far.... AMAZING!!!  I am going to be better to blog and not let it go so I feel so overwhelmed when I need to do it!  Yes kids, I promise!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-3949707622082618318?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/3949707622082618318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=3949707622082618318' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/3949707622082618318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/3949707622082618318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2009/08/comings-and-goings.html' title='Comings and Goings'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SoDZhphAUnI/AAAAAAAAAHA/3kGVIO8AFKY/s72-c/june+-+jul+2009+(Baptism,+birthday)+169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-3722411538070144295</id><published>2009-08-07T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T18:44:19.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>17 Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SnzVyHqc4QI/AAAAAAAAAG4/nzy_AMtAJk4/s1600-h/june+-+jul+2009+(Baptism,+birthday)+171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SnzVyHqc4QI/AAAAAAAAAG4/nzy_AMtAJk4/s200/june+-+jul+2009+(Baptism,+birthday)+171.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367399912946065666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a special day at our house!  It is our 17th Anniversary!!!  I still cannot believe that it has been that long.  As I think back to all we have accomplished and all we have been through It amazes me that the time has flown by so quickly.  I am grateful that I have been blessed with a man that uses his priesthood to bless our home and who is supportive and loving to me and the kids on a daily basis.  We have been through the hardest yeat in either of our lives but we are making it through, together!!!&lt;br /&gt;We have a tradition to head out of town for our Anniversary, a much needed weekend alone.  Unfortunattly I have been really sick and spent the past week in the hospital.  I even left with a fancy tube feeding me (I hate it!!), so not even a dinner out tonight. We are looking forward to a get-away in a few weeks and some much needed time alone!&lt;br /&gt;We made it 17....... here's to 17 more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-3722411538070144295?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/3722411538070144295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=3722411538070144295' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/3722411538070144295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/3722411538070144295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2009/08/17-years.html' title='17 Years'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SnzVyHqc4QI/AAAAAAAAAG4/nzy_AMtAJk4/s72-c/june+-+jul+2009+(Baptism,+birthday)+171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-1262158862263601451</id><published>2009-04-17T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T16:03:02.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SekKgFj66uI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ZoT3cuAQGIM/s1600-h/DSCN3039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SekKgFj66uI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ZoT3cuAQGIM/s200/DSCN3039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325799580707252962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE DID IT!  &lt;br /&gt;Mekenzie tried out for the Universal Rhythm team at school (the dance team).  She worked really hard through a week of learning the routines then trying out in front of a team of judges.  She has had to wait a very long 3 weeks to find out that she made it!  Needless to say she is SOOOOO excited!  And we are SOOOOOO proud of her!  It will be a fun year full of dance performances for us to attend!  We are so happy for her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-1262158862263601451?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/1262158862263601451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=1262158862263601451' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/1262158862263601451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/1262158862263601451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2009/04/she-did-it-mekenzie-tried-out-for.html' title=''/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SekKgFj66uI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ZoT3cuAQGIM/s72-c/DSCN3039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-3583956223154515445</id><published>2009-04-09T21:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T21:49:26.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:7o0hcAeRKFPhPM:http://2passthetorch.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/12/bean-soup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 137px; height: 91px;" src="http://tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:7o0hcAeRKFPhPM:http://2passthetorch.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/12/bean-soup.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had a very laid back week this week.  A lot of resting and recovering for us, which is what we needed.  A few things HAVE caught me off guard this week though.  The first one being Easter.  How did Easter already get here?  I am a planner, everything is always done way ahead of time so when I realized that Easter is THIS Sunday I was in a panic.  My panic only increased when I went to Target and they had nothing left for Easter!!!  Luckily over the last few days I have been able to get some things together and my kids will have Easter (it was a close one!).  &lt;br /&gt;The other happened today.  I was laying on the couch, tired.  I have been really tired lately but unable to sleep so when a moment comes and I get to lay on the couch it is a pretty sure thing I will fall asleep, so I did.  The door bell rang, and Kellen yelled for me to get it because he did not know who it was (following the rules, good boy).  At my door were two very sweet missionaries from our church.  They said they had been trying to call the last couple of days, (we have been bad at answering the phone, and checking our messages), they wanted to make sure we knew we had signed up to feed them....tonight! (Now I love Kelly, he is usually so good at letting me know when he signs up for something that might need my preparation, but he didn't mention it this time.  He does not even remember doing it.) &lt;br /&gt;I had been so efficient today.  Knowing I needed a restful day I had put some of our families favorite, bean soup, in the crock pot. I could NOT feed these sweet 20 year old boys bean soup!!!  I asked them what they wanted for dessert (figured they needed something they really wanted), and they wanted peach pie and ice cream.  Did I mention it was 3:00 and they needed to eat at 5:00 in order to make it to an appointment they had. I acted like we were prepared, no big deal, needless to say I was off and running!!  Did you know Costco has peach pie??  It saved us!!  We picked up some peach pie, ice cream, rolls, and fruit for salad.  Then I decided they needed some meat (20 year old boys, remember!), luckily they had some tri-tip that looked just our size (yeah!)  We ran around like crazy people but when the missionaries got here it looked like we had planned all day (thanks to all my kids, and the friends that were here, AND Kelly coming home early to help).  It was a strange mix of food (I had to include the BEAN SOUP!)  But they were so grateful (if only they knew!!)  It ended up being a great dinner and the thing they liked the best, the bean soup, who knew!!!  I wont mention that both of my boys got sent to bed early for showing off the whole time - some inappropriate jokes and a little "pants-ing" issue.&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story....I should have just finished my nap and fed them the bean soup!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-3583956223154515445?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/3583956223154515445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=3583956223154515445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/3583956223154515445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/3583956223154515445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2009/04/surprise.html' title='Surprise!'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-1393413164354752893</id><published>2009-04-03T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T23:37:20.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never say, "it cant get worse"!</title><content type='html'>I am hoping this is the lesson I am supposed to learn.  That even when things seem really bad, they could quickly become even worse. &lt;br /&gt;Our family has really struggled lately.  Mostly surrounding Kellen's health.  It has at many times felt like it was as bad as it could get (I have explained it many times as the bottom of a deep, dark pit we cannot seem to be able to climb out of).  It has been exhausting!! I have said out loud many times that it really could not get any worse, I was wrong.  I am blogging only because I am not sure it is believable, it's almost embarrassing!&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday (a week and a half ago) I woke up in the middle of the night with pain in my stomach.  Not just tummy pain but intense pain!  Having had an ulcer in the past I figured this was what it was, just worse then I have had before.  I usually get a little bit of warning, not this time.  I woke up Thursday, called the doc and he had me immediately come into the office.  I got there and could not even get water down at that point.  He tried to admit me but we both agreed that if I came into the office the next few days until he could scope it I could stay at home, so I did. I painfully got through the week with little sips of water and that is about all.  Wednesday he scoped it and confirmed I have a ulcer, (a large crater eating through the lining of my stomach), that is due to lack of blood flow to that area.  There is nothing he could do until he is able to consult a surgeon.   So I came home, still in a lot of pain.  Later in the day my left side started to hurt.  Not just a little pain but the double over, I think I might actually die pain.  I could deal with the pain but when I could no longer urinate I decided I might need to go to the doc.  I gave them a call, they said to come now, so I did.  Kelly had to drive me since I had been under anesthesia just a few hours before for the ulcer so we got there and I told him to stay in the car so he could work, I went in.  I walked in got a few drops of urine out and they told me I could walk or take an ambulance but they were admitting me to the hospital.  I was not happy...to make a long story short I told them no, they told me to call someone to be with me, I called Kelly to come in from the car.  After going back and forth they offered 3 choices.  All of them we ending up with me in the hospital.  So I had no choice, and went.  They decided I had a kidney stone and a kidney - bladder infection.  They also decided I had some kind of blockage that was not allowing me to urinate.  &lt;br /&gt;Now, did I mention that we left Camden home with Mekenzie?  He had a fever of 103, he was throwing up, and he would not move from the couch???  He was one sick boy....&lt;br /&gt;We got to the hospital, they ordered tests (I sent Kelly home to be with Camden for the night), they pushed a ton of fluids into me (this was my favorite part since I could not urinate I imagined that at some point my bladder might actually explode!) and  got me started on a million drugs.  After a long night, no sleep, lots of tests, being so sick from the side effects of the drugs they were giving me, it was all confirmed.  Kidney infection, stone, and a cyst on my left ovary. After 24 hours I passed the stone (can you say....ouch!) and even though I was still very miserable I could urinate and they released me (against their better judgment), into the care of my OBGYN - so I got to come home (Yeah!!).  My day started with a ulcer, I had no idea it would end with me being sent to the hospital overnight.&lt;br /&gt;We got home and Camden seemed to be a little worse.  Still a high fever, throwing up, and now complaining of excruciating pain on his right side.  I could only think of when Kellen did the same thing it was his appendix.  I had Kelly take him to urgent care.   4 hours later they decided he had pneumonia and sent him home with 2 antibiotic shots and two prescriptions.&lt;br /&gt;So we are both home, little bit miserable, but recovering!  It has been a very long week, one I would not like to relive very soon.  We are hoping by Monday we both feel a little better and can do what we need to.&lt;br /&gt;The moral of the story... Don't ever say it can't get worse.  Someone might think that is a challenge to show you that actually it can!  I am off to go to take some meds. 2 for my ulcer, 2 antibiotics, a pain pill, a pill to counteract the nausea from the pain pill, and something to help w/ kidney function.  I think that is all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-1393413164354752893?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/1393413164354752893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=1393413164354752893' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/1393413164354752893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/1393413164354752893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2009/04/never-say-it-cant-get-worse.html' title='Never say, &quot;it cant get worse&quot;!'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-335103736366023436</id><published>2009-03-25T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T17:46:27.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bacon!!</title><content type='html'>My boys LOVE bacon.  It is disgusting.  They could eat bacon for breakfast, lunch, dinner, and a million snacks throughout the day.  I personally HATE bacon (so does Mekenzie), but I decided to oblige and make them breakfast for dinner.  I take great pride in my cooking.  I love to cook and my family usually enjoys everything I make, there are usually very few complaints.  So tonight we were running a little behind with a science fair project needing to be done, haircuts, Kellen's "flush" still not done, Kelly and Mekenzie needed to leave for a project and everything else that is waiting to be done.&lt;br /&gt;I threw some bacon in the microwave and some in the pan then fried up the eggs.  I kind of forgot about the ones in the microwave.... here is what happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/ScrOxzajEgI/AAAAAAAAAGo/hcIbz59jaYM/s1600-h/Pictures+for+Peter+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/ScrOxzajEgI/AAAAAAAAAGo/hcIbz59jaYM/s200/Pictures+for+Peter+049.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317289665074762242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids all had a good laugh and were amused by the bacon "brick".  Luckily I had salvaged some that was frying up in the pan (yes, I bring home the bacon, and fry it up in the pan!), and they were all happy.  I even saw them sneaking some of the hard bacon, peeling off the paper towel cooked to it, and trying to chew it!  They are going to really appreciate dinner tomorrow night.... no matter what I make it can't be this bad!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-335103736366023436?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/335103736366023436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=335103736366023436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/335103736366023436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/335103736366023436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2009/03/bacon.html' title='Bacon!!'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/ScrOxzajEgI/AAAAAAAAAGo/hcIbz59jaYM/s72-c/Pictures+for+Peter+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-8754052702012572551</id><published>2009-03-22T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T20:59:32.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Updates</title><content type='html'>I know, it has been a while so I am going to do a quick update on everybody's comings and going's.&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with Camden.  Camden has been involved in the wonderful world of indoor soccer.  He is having a great time playing with a great group of boys!  We are making him take a short break for the next 9 weeks and he is a little mad at us (he will get over it).  He loves to always be on the "go" to the park, to ride his bike, anywhere!  I know he is looking forward to the summer when he can be outside all of the time.  He is also into helping Kelly "build" and "fix" things.  He has his own tool bag and is always there with a hammer and screwdriver.  He really wants to build a box.  Just a box (he is simple like that).  He is doing great in school, just got all "A's" on his report cards.  He is looking forward to soccer starting again, being able to play as much basketball at the park as he can, and going off track in 2 weeks!  &lt;br /&gt;Kellen is continuing to heal from his 2 really hard surgeries. He has had a really rough couple of months.  It has been hard to watch him be so sick and it to be so out of our control.  He does not like to go too far from home so it has been nice that he has been wanting to go to the park to play basketball a little bit lately.  He has had a sense of humor through everything that has been going on and we are so proud of him and the way he has reacted.  He is always making us laugh and is our entertainment around here.  He is looking forward to more time at the park, an eventual day with friends, and going off track in 2 weeks (they are both ready, along with me to be going off track!)&lt;br /&gt;Mekenzie has been crazy busy.  She has been taking a clogging (very cool, not "honkey-tonk" like you might think) and ballet class.  She is also a part of the Elk Grove Musical Theater Company and will be performing in the play Alice in Wonderland jr the end of April.  She also just tried out for the high school dance team.  She will not know for a couple more days if she made it but it has kept her really busy.  Along with church, school, and the social life of a 15 year old girl she is super busy, in a good way.  She has a great group of friends and has grown a lot over the past year.  She works really hard at school and has the good grades to show for it!  She is a huge help around the house and just a great kid!  I enjoy her more and more all the time. I enjoy our "date" nights and our trips to run "errands" she is really fun to spend time with. &lt;br /&gt;Kelly has been trudging along in the world of paint.  It has been long winter in the paint world.  He is hoping with the sun coming out that the "paint gods" will shine down and bring some business to him (his words, not mine)!  He is also working on our yard and garden.  He LOVES his yard.  If his grass is not the greenest and most lush he is not happy.  He  made our kitchen a "green house" for his garden seedlings.  It is making me crazy but will be really nice when I see everything growing!  He is planning the upcoming summer to include lots of fishing, riding of the quads, and maybe some camping.  Him and Camden tried to take the quads out the other day but they would not start (Camden is still mad about it!).  They are fixed and ready to go!  So is he!!!&lt;br /&gt;Then there is me.  I really don't know what to write about me.  I am working two jobs, not on purpose (I am trying to quit one, really!!!), and am exhausted!  I am still trying to get used to our "new normal" as our family has gone through so many changes over the last 3 months.  I have been busy working, running the kids around, and being the 24 hour caregiver around here.  I feel like I have been stretched to my limit and am trying to find a little "me time" in my week.  I actually took a day off last week and literally did not know what to do with myself (planned to stay home in jammies but I could not do it, had to run errands and get some things done). &lt;br /&gt;We are looking forward to Open House at school, a visit from grandma (which includes some alone time for me and Kelly - what will we do??  Not sure we even remember how to be alone), finding out if Kenzie made the team, off track time, Spring Break, Easter, Alice in Wonderland, Kellen to get healthy, and some quadding family time.   I plan to get better at this, I might even include pictures next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-8754052702012572551?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/8754052702012572551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=8754052702012572551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/8754052702012572551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/8754052702012572551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2009/03/family-updates.html' title='Family Updates'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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-45743485457862044.post-8889624672908846264</id><published>2009-02-20T22:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T23:01:40.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kellen is 11</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SZ-gDeCruPI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_ycYoay2iO4/s1600-h/Camden+Soccer+and+the+Circus+Sept.+2008+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SZ-gDeCruPI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_ycYoay2iO4/s200/Camden+Soccer+and+the+Circus+Sept.+2008+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305134867530103026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kellen is 11 today!&lt;br /&gt;It does not seem like that long ago that Kellen came into the world.  When he decides to do something he does it good.  That included his birth,  my labor and delivery...under and hour!  &lt;br /&gt;He was a very "wanted" baby.  We worked hard to get him here.  Tests, medication, the whole thing.  When he came into this world he was completely silent.  Even scaring the doctor enough that he made sure to tell us that even though he was not crying he was doing great and was completely healthy, just not screaming.  Little did we know that he would scream constantly for the next 18 months.  We LOVED him so much we barely even noticed that all he did was cry, and cry, and cry.  But it was ok, we were so happy to have him.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like it has been the longest, and slowest, year of our lives but when I look back at how fast my children are growing it seems to be going by to quickly!!  Kellen has had a really hard year and has had to deal with some life altering changes.  It, amazes me as I look back over the past year, that all that has happened in Kellen's life he still has a great attitude and sense of humor.  He has dealt with his past year so much better then I would have expected, better then I could do!  He has an amazing spirit, and attitude about all that he has to go through.  That does not mean he does not have some tough times, he does, but he works his way through it and moves on.  Knowing "it is what it is".&lt;br /&gt;One of our birthday traditions is that I picked up the kids from school on their birthday and take them to lunch.  Today Kellen chose the Chinese place down the street.  At the end of our meal as we read our fortunes we both agreed they could not have been more perfect, it was a little bit weird!  Kellen's said, "Determination will get you through".  I will be saving this one and reminding him of it as often as he (we) need.  Mine said, "Don't waste time on what might have been".  Is the fortune cookie maker looking over our shoulder?  I seem to have spent a lot of time on the things I WANTED for Kellen, the ones that are no longer an option.  He wanted to be in the military, not gonna happen (not sad for me on this one, just sad he cannot fulfill his dream).  If he decides to serve a mission for our church he cannot go anywhere but home, no adventures out of State, or out of the Country. These are the things I personally think about and worry about for him.  I guess I need to stop!&lt;br /&gt;I am so proud of Kellen and I feel blessed every day to be his mother!  I could not ask for a better child.  I am sure that Kellen is meant to do great things in this world, I can hardly wait to see what he does with the next 80 years!!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Kellen, We love you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-8889624672908846264?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/8889624672908846264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=8889624672908846264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/8889624672908846264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/8889624672908846264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2009/02/kellen-is-11.html' title='Kellen is 11'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SZ-gDeCruPI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_ycYoay2iO4/s72-c/Camden+Soccer+and+the+Circus+Sept.+2008+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-3126962756980420380</id><published>2009-02-11T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T08:56:24.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is What it has Come to..</title><content type='html'>Our lives have changed over the last 6 weeks.  We now have a "new normal" as I have mentioned a million times before.  We are settling into a routine, of course just in time to have it all shook up by round two of Kellen's surgeries tomorrow, but a routine none the less.&lt;br /&gt;When we flush Kellen we are in the bathroom a long time, usually with the door open.  So yesterday Grandma Roblyer had sent the kids some mail for Valentines.  They LOVE getting mail from Grandma and always wait to open it when they are together, it is very cute.  The boys had been waiting for me and Mekenzie to get home from the eye doctor so when we walked in they wanted to open that package.  Kellen was being flushed so without even thinking about it we all piled into the bathroom to open our cards and discuss our days ,(and what we were going to do with the $2 grandma sent, ice cream!!!!).&lt;br /&gt;We all started to laugh when we realized we were gathered around the toilet to have our "family time".  This is what life has become at the DeVoogd house.  It was funny until Kellen decided he needed some privacy and told everyone to "get out" and "close the door".  When everyone left his response, "Will I ever have privacy again"?  All I could say is, "Probably not, Probably Not"!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-3126962756980420380?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/3126962756980420380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=3126962756980420380' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/3126962756980420380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/3126962756980420380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-is-what-it-has-come-to.html' title='This is What it has Come to..'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-6219636862152997100</id><published>2009-02-11T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T08:44:06.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Things</title><content type='html'>I am jumping on the bandwagon and posting my 25 things list from Facebook.  This was a hard one for me.  It took a long time to think of 25 random things about me.  SO here is mine...and hold your breath...Kelly is working on his and I will post it here when he is done (he is on #6).&lt;br /&gt;You are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. &lt;br /&gt;1. I am totally against doing this, and even as I type wonder why I am but decided I might actually learn something about myself while getting my friends off my back :).&lt;br /&gt;2. I do not like ice cream....do not like is not strong enough. I HATE ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;3. I met my husband when I was 6 and he was 9. No it was not love at first sight..in fact him and his brothers were the troublemakers of the neighborhood. We were re-introduced years later by our mothers and only then became good friends.&lt;br /&gt;4. I am a huge creature of habit. I am not good with change. I eat the same thing, at the same time for breakfast everyday. If I miss a day I am totally thrown off.&lt;br /&gt;5. I dont sleep, ever. I used to live for my 8 hours a night and sadly I am learning to live on a lot less. Maybe 4 or less a night. I do take a little nap Sunday afternoons but that is about it!&lt;br /&gt;6. I love, love, love my children. I have never wanted anything more then to be a mom, and I love it. Even during the hard times I am so greatful that I was able to have children, and I get to raise them. I secretly wish I had more, but know 1 more would be more then I could handle.&lt;br /&gt;7. I dont like to yell (or be yelled at). I grew up in a house where there was a lot of yelling (sorry mom and dad it's true). It makes me feel like I am 5 when people yell. I actually have a physical reaction to it! It is something I dont want to pass on to my kids so you will hardly ever hear me yell. If I do you better run, I have been pushed too far!&lt;br /&gt;8. I love lists. I sometimes make lists of lists I need to make. I need to have things written down in order to see what I need to do. I have grocery lists, to do lists, want to do lists, lists for work, lists for the kids, lists of home improvements that need to be done. It never ends!! I am not sure if it is just the list I love or the writting. Writting anything is theraputic for me. I have a ton of journals and I love to write notes. I started a blog hoping that would be the same, its close but not exactly the same.&lt;br /&gt;9. I have a random thought about someone or something I need to say it to them. I send out a lot of random texts just becasue I need to say something and dont want to miss the chance.&lt;br /&gt;10. I love music! I love music that means something to me. I will hear a song and listen carefully to the words. I will listen to a song over and over and when I am going through something. I use it to work through it. (I know...random) . I am not good at expressing an emotion but I can do this through music. Some of my favorites right now; "Say" - John Mayer, "Broken" Lindsey Hauhn, and "Anyway" by Martina McBride. I even have music I clean too!!&lt;br /&gt;11. I do not like to be the center of attention. I prefer to be in the background in everything that I do. Even birthdays are horrifying for me, I dont like to be watched, or noticed. &lt;br /&gt;12. One lady gave birth to me, another raised me. Love one of them....trying to love the other.&lt;br /&gt;13. I have always wanted to be a nurse. I even had my CNA at one point and worked in a long term care facility. ( The only problem working there is Kelly would not come and visit me because he said it smelled like old people.). The last few years this is a renewed interest of mine....one I might soon consider looking into again.&lt;br /&gt;14. A couple of years ago I took a job working as the Financial Officer for a large OBGYN's office. The owner hired me after working for her in a church position, and being a patient. When I started I did not balance my own checkbook, in fact I did nothing financial in my house (she knew this when she hired me). Since working at that job I now worry about my money ALL of the time! I cannot just go and buy whatever...I hate it, I really have to think about it first! If my checkbook does not have a cushion I freak out. Just recently I quit this job (this week), maybe the insanity will stop!&lt;br /&gt;15. I need my friends, a lot! I have great friends, and I love them all. I am so greatful for the friendships that I have!&lt;br /&gt;16. When I clean my house (usually once a week), I wont cook. It is not because I don't want to cook it is because I need my house to be cleaner just a little longer and once we go back to cooking, it's all over.&lt;br /&gt;17. You can tell how I am feeling..or my mood..by the look of my house. If it is clean I am good, cluttered..I am busy, and a mess...well, I am a mess (you should see it today!!!) &lt;br /&gt;18. I LOVE fresh flowers and try to always have some sitting on my counter. It is another one of those things that are based on my mood. After I clean I replaced the flowers. Just a side note...the ones I have now are dead what does that say about me?&lt;br /&gt;19. I am jealous of people who are full of confidence. That is not me! I get embarrased by compliments and am never really sure of myself. &lt;br /&gt;20. I have just lived through, (am still in the middle of), the hardest time of my whole life (so far). I have had a lot of trials in my life, most of which I could totally handle. This one is different. I have had to make decisions and choices for one of my children that will affect his life. As a mother you want to do what is best for your children, but sometimes it takes more then youv'e got. &lt;br /&gt;21. I am learning there are times I have to depend on others, I prefer to do things on my own and never like to have to ask for help. Since I have not delt with #20 as well as I would like I am learning it is ok to accept help every once in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;22. I LOVE texting! We took away Mekenzies phone due to her texting problem....had I known how easy it was to get addicted I maybe would have given her a break (maybe not). I love that I can send a text whenever I think of something I need to say, it is a problem. I love that I have a few friends that work nights so I can even text all night long if I need too (not sure they like it), I have solved a few of the worlds problems late at night during a texting conversation! The only thing I dont like is that I cannot always get the emotion to come across when I text and have to text an explanation......&lt;br /&gt;23. I am greatful for my husband. He works hard to support our family and is a great father and husband. I cannot believe it has been over 16 years since we got married. How has he done it all these years???&lt;br /&gt;24. I love to sing (see #6). I would never sing in front of people (see #11), but I have. I actually sang in church and at school as a teenager. Not sure what happened but your chances of seeing that are long past unless you sneak in during our family karaoke! Me and Mekenzie sing a mean duet!&lt;br /&gt;25. I cannot sit still. I need to always be doing two things at once. If I watch TV I will be on the computer or putting something together. Even when I try to sleep I constantly move my feet (It makes Kelly crazy). It makes me anxious for my hands to not be busy. So little time, so much to do! I am a great multi-tasker!! Sometimes I want to just sit! I spend the whole time battling with myself about things I could be doing at the same time. It is exhausting!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-6219636862152997100?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/6219636862152997100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=6219636862152997100' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/6219636862152997100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/6219636862152997100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2009/02/25-things.html' title='25 Things'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-8160852841782096626</id><published>2009-02-02T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T07:38:42.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Martin Luther King Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/8/84/Martin_Luther_King_Jr_NYWTS.jpg/250px-Martin_Luther_King_Jr_NYWTS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 303px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/8/84/Martin_Luther_King_Jr_NYWTS.jpg/250px-Martin_Luther_King_Jr_NYWTS.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning as I was going over some of Camden's Papers from school, one of them stood out.   It was his "I Have a Dream" page.  In celebration of Martin Luther King day the kids all wrote their own dream.  Here is Camden's:&lt;br /&gt;I Have a Dream...&lt;br /&gt;I wish Kellen would get better so I can play with him and so I don't have to take out the trash and do all the dishes.  And I also want to play his Play Station Portable.  And his MP3.  And so he could go to bed at the same time as me.  And so he can also not always have junk food like me.  And also be healthy like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so sweet, in a way.  Especially if you read between the lines at his dreams for Kellen's health, and not just him being so overworked! Camden is so kind hearted and hates to see others struggle.  I am off to get a tissue!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-8160852841782096626?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/8160852841782096626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=8160852841782096626' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/8160852841782096626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/8160852841782096626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2009/02/martin-luther-king-day.html' title='Martin Luther King Day'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-3652885611390762052</id><published>2009-01-04T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T21:12:47.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Really Long Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SWGWXNQXEMI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/8KyyIFqMWnw/s1600-h/Kellen+hospital.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SWGWXNQXEMI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/8KyyIFqMWnw/s200/Kellen+hospital.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287672762949112002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long week in the DeVoogd house.  Kellen had to have some major surgery this week and it was one of the roughest week of our whole lives.  Kellen has Inflammatory Bowel Disease - or - Crones Disease.  He has major problems with his intestines.  He has had many surgeries some minor and a few major ones.  This one was by far the worst.  Not just physically, though physically it was awful for him.  But also mentally, this was a hard one!&lt;br /&gt;He went in Tuesday and had a procedure then after a night of vomiting and pure misery was taken in for surgery on Wednesday morning.  I wont go into details other then to say it was a very long week. And it is one of two surgeries.  He will have another, though not as hard for him, in 6 weeks.  I learned a lot this week.  If you read our Carepage we have set up for Kellen this is a repeat, you can stop reading now.  If you don't read it here is what we learned:&lt;br /&gt;1. I am thankful for our good doctors and hospitals that have the ability to care for our children, and are able to think "outside the box" even if it means rigging up some feeding bags to avoid "spillage" so a self conscience 10 year old boy is not horrified when he is sitting covered in nasty!!&lt;br /&gt;2. I am thankful for the ability to be tired but still function and to be exhausted and ignore it. It was just this morning I told Kelly if he did not go home I had hit a wall and was beyond tired. Today is the day I truly felt extreme exhaustion. I am not sure of many people who could sleep only 1-2 hours a nigh and still feel like a human throughout the day. There was never a time I thought I would not be able to be "up" and "available" for Kellen. This is one of those small miracles that happened this week. I should not have been able to function...I should have "cracked"&lt;br /&gt;3. I am thankful I have a husband who is willing and able to take care of everything at home. As well as my crazy complaints and requests. He was available for the kids, me, and even kept the house looking good.&lt;br /&gt;4. I am thankful to have the kids I do. The ones who are at home but are doing all they can to help out. Mekenzie was great helping with laundry and cleaning. She even sat with her brother one afternoon so me and Kelly could have a 10 minute conversation we needed to have alone. Camden was pretty easy going and just went with the flow. As long as we made sure he got a little individual time he did great being shipped off and moved around all week.&lt;br /&gt;And of course Kellen. There are a lot of kids in the hospital. A lot of crying, screaming, yelling, and bossing around. Kellen was so good, he always is. Never complaining when he has every right too. Crying only when he has reached a breaking point, and never being rude or out of control. He said "thank you mom" so many times to me I had to hold back tears when he would say it to me after he had just been through something so rough yet still made sure he was kind to me.&lt;br /&gt;5. I am thankful for good friends who brought us food - to our home and the hospital. Who called and called then called Kelly when I was unable to answer because I was having my own little breakdown to see what they could do. Who texted when I couldn't answer the phone sometimes late into the night, who facebook chatted even thought they wanted to go to bed. And who visited with Kellen and made him realize it is all going to be ok!&lt;br /&gt;6. I am thankful that we are in a situation where I did not have to leave my child alone in the hospital while I went to work. Leaving him having to fend for himself. This happens a lot from what I heard or saw. I have complained about being stuck in the hospital...I needed to remember it is actually a blessing to be able to be there and give my child the one on one care he needs. I could have never left him.&lt;br /&gt;7. I am thankful I was able to bring my child home with me. Knowing that what is going on with him is permanent but, he is still here with us. I did not have to wonder if he was going to get to come home, or if he would be ok. This hit me really hard this week knowing how very lucky I am.&lt;br /&gt;8. And finally I am thankful to have a home to come "home" too. With my own bed and shower. Even if we came home to a water leak that looks really bad and a lot of work ahead to get Christmas taken down and my house sterilized so I feel like I can actually care for Kellen appropriately.&lt;br /&gt;It is going to be a long couple of weeks at the DeVoogd house.  I am tired even thinking of it.  But we are so blessed and thankful for all that we have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-3652885611390762052?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/3652885611390762052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=3652885611390762052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/3652885611390762052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/3652885611390762052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2009/01/really-long-week.html' title='A Really Long Week'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SWGWXNQXEMI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/8KyyIFqMWnw/s72-c/Kellen+hospital.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-575831617629067531</id><published>2008-12-26T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T19:49:41.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it is over.  Now all that is left is the mess (and the new clothes and toys)!  We had a great Christmas.  It was a fun day around here, I was so sad to see it end.  There is nothing like the feelings you have at Christmas - I just love it!!!&lt;br /&gt;Here is our house before the craziness - I love the organized before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SVWhAZQ7x7I/AAAAAAAAAFw/27LvIA173Bg/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SVWhAZQ7x7I/AAAAAAAAAFw/27LvIA173Bg/s200/Christmas+2008+021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284306765943130034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SVWg_17mk7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/AbZHRbPkb18/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SVWg_17mk7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/AbZHRbPkb18/s200/Christmas+2008+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284306756458419122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SVWg_ieeNkI/AAAAAAAAAFg/IiZEZekn7M8/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SVWg_ieeNkI/AAAAAAAAAFg/IiZEZekn7M8/s200/Christmas+2008+022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284306751235962434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Here is the house after.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SVWjHHaI0wI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mlfsv2sLcXA/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SVWjHHaI0wI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Mlfsv2sLcXA/s200/Christmas+2008+035.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284309080432235266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SVWjGp6KSFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/eJ9W8wEQXyc/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SVWjGp6KSFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/eJ9W8wEQXyc/s200/Christmas+2008+036.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284309072513484882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SVWjGUB9K2I/AAAAAAAAAF4/KazeGNdqdtA/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SVWjGUB9K2I/AAAAAAAAAF4/KazeGNdqdtA/s200/Christmas+2008+037.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284309066640599906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is always a crazy mess after Christmas.  I love the build up, the decorations, the shopping, everything!!  I am not a fan of the clean-up!  I worked today and left Kelly and the kids to take over and get the house in order.  It looks pretty good, still needs some "motherly" cleaning, but a little more picked up.  &lt;br /&gt;I think the kids got everything they asked for: &lt;br /&gt;Mekenzie got gift cards to the mall, lots of clothes, some boots, and a gumball machine (she really wanted one).&lt;br /&gt;Kellen got a PSP (handheld game system), Hostess Cupcakes and Twinkies (he actually asked Santa for these), some games, and jammies.&lt;br /&gt;Camden got a Colts beanbag chair, a MP3 player, and some "real" tools to help his dad fix and build things!&lt;br /&gt;I think they had a great day!  &lt;br /&gt;Now we are planning for the next adventure in our lives. We will be spending our New Years in the hospital as Kellen is having some major intestinal surgery on Tuesday and will be in the hospital for 5-6 days.  So it is time to clean, do laundry, and get everything else tied up to end a 2008 and move on to HOPEFULLY a better 2009!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-575831617629067531?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/575831617629067531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=575831617629067531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/575831617629067531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/575831617629067531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SVWhAZQ7x7I/AAAAAAAAAFw/27LvIA173Bg/s72-c/Christmas+2008+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-9173554049574451996</id><published>2008-12-22T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T15:10:32.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words of Wisdom...</title><content type='html'>My kids sometimes say the funniest things.  This week has been no exception.&lt;br /&gt;We were on our way to our Ward Christmas Party and Kellen asked if Santa would be there.  I told him yes, his reply was that in the Dictionary it says Santa died in 1832!  Explain that one!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Camden was telling me how he knew he was going to get something from Santa this year because he is only 7.  He told me, "Santa thinks it is o.k. to be bad when you are 7 but when you are 8 if you are bad Jesus get's mad" I guess Jesus and Santa talk.  Good thing there is repentance!&lt;br /&gt;Today is my B-day and Camden wanted to help so he made my bed.  I was getting ready for the day and he came and told me, "It's not pretty but It was made with love".  It took awhile to stop laughing from that one, he is 7!!&lt;br /&gt;Mekenzie is preparing to be in "Alice in Wonderland", the musical.  She is really excited!!!  She is a flower, but she has no name.  She is really upset about this and so we are thinking of what kind of flower she could be.  There is already a rose, daisy, petunia, and lily.  Any ideas???  We tried Calla Lily, Marigold, and whatever the name is of the Kennecott Sulfur flower.  She doesn't like any of them!!  This she wants you to know, is not funny!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-9173554049574451996?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/9173554049574451996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=9173554049574451996' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/9173554049574451996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/9173554049574451996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/12/words-of-wisdom.html' title='Words of Wisdom...'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-2323294421319977547</id><published>2008-12-22T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T14:56:27.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A  "Wise Man"</title><content type='html'>This last Saturday was our ward Christmas Party.  It was a really neat night with a "Journey Back to Bethlehem".  We went to different rooms,(lead by a shepherd),and they role played the story of Jesus's birth with words and music.  We started with Joseph and Mary, then the Angels, the Inn Keeper, and the Shepherd's.  After the Shepherd's were some awesome Wise Men, you might recognize one of them....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SVAZv7skqzI/AAAAAAAAAFY/VLOY71t-JyQ/s1600-h/wisemen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SVAZv7skqzI/AAAAAAAAAFY/VLOY71t-JyQ/s200/wisemen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282750674174782258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Kelly is not as little as it may seem.  They made him look like the littlest wise man by standing him next to a 7 foot giant (maybe not quite 7 feet)!!!  We always knew Kelly was a "Wise Man" now everyone else does!&lt;br /&gt;They did a great job and it was a great night!!!  It was a great way to feel the Christmas spirit and remember the reason for the season!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-2323294421319977547?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/2323294421319977547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=2323294421319977547' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/2323294421319977547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/2323294421319977547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/12/wise-man.html' title='A  &quot;Wise Man&quot;'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SVAZv7skqzI/AAAAAAAAAFY/VLOY71t-JyQ/s72-c/wisemen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-6472963535239363491</id><published>2008-12-19T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T20:07:02.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never put anything smaller then your elbow in your ear</title><content type='html'>You know those things you were told growing up that didn't seem important at the time.  Like; Don't run with scissors or don't put anything smaller then your elbow in your ear.  I am someone who has to learn for themselves, the hard way, not someone who "watches and learns" like a smart person.  Now I am deaf in one ear, (only temporarily I hope), because of it.  I would like this to be a blog about the kids.  Not that I want them to have pain, but because it is a little embarrassing that it is me instead of one of the kids.&lt;br /&gt;I was multi-tasking.  Something I am usually very good at.  I was cleaning the shampoo out of my ears and picking up my room at the same time.  I leaned over to pick something up and the Q-tip was shoved into my ear.  I immediately grabbed my ear in pain.  After a minute it felt ok so I went on with what I was doing.  Over the next 30 minutes it started to feel like it was swelling a little but really no pain.  As I got in the car to pick up Mekenzie from school I felt a gush of fluid.  It was clear fluid, I thought maybe water or something...no big deal.  As I pulled into the parking lot another gush.  This time it was blood and I was noticing that slowly it was getting harder to hear out of my ear.  I called a good friend of ours who is a doctor and he told me to call my family doctor, so I did.  They told me to come in immediately, so I did.  By the time I got there I had blood running out of my ear, and I could no longer hear a thing out of the one side.  They looked into my ear and told me to go to the ER (are you kidding me, it was a Q-Tip).  After explaining my story to three different doctors (humiliating!) we agreed that I would go home, keep cotton in it and they would get me into the Ear, Nose, and Throat doctor first thing this morning.  If they could not get me in I would go to the ER.   I went to bed, had trouble sleeping and started to be in a little pain but still ok.  &lt;br /&gt;True to their word they called at 9:00 this morning and got me into the ENT.  By now the side of my face hurts a little and it is still bleeding.  My ear is full of blood and swollen so he could not see much.  He told me he needed to look better to see how much damage I had done (a Q-Tip!?!?!).   They can see a large hole but that is all.  He gave me some antibiotics and steroids for my ear, and told me to come back on Tuesday so they can get a better look.&lt;br /&gt;So now I am totally deaf in one ear which is very frustrating!  It is hard to hear anyone talking to me if there is any background noise, I am like an old person!!!  I have said, "Talk into my good ear" so many times today my kids are finishing that sentence for me.  I just went out dinner and had a whole conversation of "What?"  and "I can't hear you"'s.  It was a good time.   We decided to forgo the movie for tonight since it seems like it might have be a waste of money since I can't hear a thing!!!  &lt;br /&gt;I think my kids are taking advantage of it.  I am not even sure they are talking out loud, just mouthing the words hoping I will get frustrated since I can't hear them and just say yes to whatever they want.  I am on to them... I might be stupid, but I am not that stupid!!&lt;br /&gt;All of this because I didn't listen to the advice of others...someday I will learn.  I am sure of it.  Until then make sure you speak into my good ear!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-6472963535239363491?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/6472963535239363491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=6472963535239363491' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/6472963535239363491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/6472963535239363491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/12/never-put-anything-smaller-then-your.html' title='Never put anything smaller then your elbow in your ear'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-7974642634123674708</id><published>2008-12-15T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T08:58:16.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No More Braces!!!</title><content type='html'>Mekenzie has been waiting FOREVER for this special event!! She first got braces on when she was about 9. She had them on 2 years, off for awhile, then back on for two years!! I had almost forgot what she looked like without her braces. She is beautiful!!! Take a look:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SUaLUsolcNI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ohoqgfSszig/s1600-h/Christmas+kids+2008+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SUaLUsolcNI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ohoqgfSszig/s200/Christmas+kids+2008+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280060800833515730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So gummy bears, taffy, and popcorn watch out!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-7974642634123674708?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/7974642634123674708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=7974642634123674708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/7974642634123674708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/7974642634123674708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-more-braces.html' title='No More Braces!!!'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SUaLUsolcNI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ohoqgfSszig/s72-c/Christmas+kids+2008+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-2456386998025361249</id><published>2008-12-07T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T16:01:30.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They grow up way to fast!!!</title><content type='html'>I often sit back and wonder where the time is going. It seems like everything around us is moving way too fast, including my kids.&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to believe Mekenzie just turned 15!! That means in a year she could date, (although her dad has told her she could not date until her husband says she can?!?).  Possibly drive (not a chance), will be a junior in school, and most of all she might not need me quite as much. I have enjoyed watching Mekenzie grow and learn more about her self. She is turning into a great women!&lt;br /&gt;Kellen is 10 and will soon be 11. He is such a courageous boy who acts more then his age especially with the trials his body has gone through. He has lived through more in his life so far then most of us will ever have to endure.&lt;br /&gt;Then there is my Camden. He is my sweet 7 year old. A true "angel sent straight from heaven" I always tell him. He is the last of my little ones. I was hoping to keep him small for just a short time later, he wants so bad to be big!&lt;br /&gt;Camden got a call from his friend "Morgan" (Morgan is a girl). When she called he ignored the phone and told us not to answer it. A short time later I could not find him and searched him out. This is what I found...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/STxh9T6ZerI/AAAAAAAAAE8/fwep41Dq124/s1600-h/Camden+on+the+phone+-+Toilet+seat+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/STxh9T6ZerI/AAAAAAAAAE8/fwep41Dq124/s200/Camden+on+the+phone+-+Toilet+seat+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277200569316506290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camden called Morgan back then hid to talk to her. At least he can multitask and is trying to fix the Rubik's Cube at the same time!!&lt;br /&gt;It is just a glimpse into our not so distant future. It is a little bit sad that they are growing so fast. I am so proud of what each of them is becoming, it is just happening way too fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-2456386998025361249?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/2456386998025361249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=2456386998025361249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/2456386998025361249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/2456386998025361249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/12/they-grow-up-way-to-fast.html' title='They grow up way to fast!!!'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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/_wTFkyJoLfLo/STxh9T6ZerI/AAAAAAAAAE8/fwep41Dq124/s72-c/Camden+on+the+phone+-+Toilet+seat+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-1034716267956644728</id><published>2008-11-28T21:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T21:22:31.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Begining to look a lot like Christmas!!!</title><content type='html'>I LOVE this part of the year. When Thanksgiving has just passed so we still feel "grateful" and we get to move on to our Christmas festivities. Last year was a really hard time for our family and it is looking like this year will be much the same so I decorated early this year and I am loving it. I walk down the stairs and the first thing I see is the tree, complete with presents underneath. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/STDO9D55zNI/AAAAAAAAAEk/TqJKS79sdXk/s1600-h/Spelling+Bee,+Christmas+Decorations,+Bed+Pictures+(November+2008+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/STDO9D55zNI/AAAAAAAAAEk/TqJKS79sdXk/s200/Spelling+Bee,+Christmas+Decorations,+Bed+Pictures+(November+2008+018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273942712066362578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I sit in the family room or Kitchen again it is all Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/STDPod8QhFI/AAAAAAAAAEs/ZzBNc1kNRic/s1600-h/Spelling+Bee,+Christmas+Decorations,+Bed+Pictures+(November+2008+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/STDPod8QhFI/AAAAAAAAAEs/ZzBNc1kNRic/s200/Spelling+Bee,+Christmas+Decorations,+Bed+Pictures+(November+2008+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273943457789936722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and dad came to visit and with her help we got all of my presents wrapped and under the tree, (yes, my shopping is totally finished). Now we can spend the rest of December really enjoying the holidays. We are going to enjoy everyday and really take the time to feel the spirit that exists during this time of year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-1034716267956644728?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/1034716267956644728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=1034716267956644728' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/1034716267956644728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/1034716267956644728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-begining-to-look-lot-like-christmas.html' title='It&apos;s Begining to look a lot like Christmas!!!'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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/_wTFkyJoLfLo/STDO9D55zNI/AAAAAAAAAEk/TqJKS79sdXk/s72-c/Spelling+Bee,+Christmas+Decorations,+Bed+Pictures+(November+2008+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-4411549453836991283</id><published>2008-11-26T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T17:57:30.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>It seems only appropriate that we take a minute and think about all of those things we are thankful for at our house.  We talked about what we were each thankful for. Here is what they said:&lt;br /&gt;Camden said he is thankful for:  His life, Jesus, and His House.&lt;br /&gt;Kellen said:  Electricity, Family, and Friends.&lt;br /&gt;Mekenzie said:  School, Friends, and Family.&lt;br /&gt;Kelly said: His Family, His Job (for now), and the Rain.&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for a lot of things.  &lt;br /&gt;My Husband who works so hard to keep our family well taken care of.  &lt;br /&gt;My sweet kids who try so hard to do what is right and continue to amaze  me.  &lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for our house, cars, and other conveniences of life (and for Kelly's job so we have the ability to pay for them). &lt;br /&gt;I am greatful for doctors, hospitals, and new medical advances that keep the people I love as healthy as they can be. &lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for our faith and that we are able to practice it freely, and for the knowledge that we have a Heavenly Father who loves us and will help get us through the trials of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for friends who support us and love us even when we are not so loveable, and who help us out even when we didn't know we needed to be helped. &lt;br /&gt;We are planning to have a great Thanksgiving day with my mom and day traveling from Utah to visit.   We hope everyone else will have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-4411549453836991283?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/4411549453836991283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=4411549453836991283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/4411549453836991283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/4411549453836991283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/11/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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-45743485457862044.post-4464547653200320115</id><published>2008-11-17T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T11:38:29.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning up from one end to the other.</title><content type='html'>Kellen is home from the hospital and his bowels are still moving. He came home after having an x-ray that showed some weird spots so he will go back today or tomorrow to take a second look at those spots.&lt;br /&gt;We came home just in time for Camden to get sick. He has had a fever of 102 and is complaining of a really sore throat. Luckily I took him to the doctor last week for an ear infection and she gave me a antibiotic in case the drops did not work. We filled the antibiotic yesterday and got him started. &lt;br /&gt;The best part is that after being exhausted and dealing with poop all weekend. I was thinking I was coming home to a break. Not the case. I think the ibuprofen I gave Camden on an empty stomach was a bad idea when he came to my bed to tell me he was going to throw up (why??..... why?? I have tried to explain that you can go into the bathroom and call me, I will hear you. Please don't puke on the side of my bed). At which point he threw his hands to his mouth and barf went everywhere!!!!! The floor, the clean laundry, the dirty laundry, the doors, walls, shoes, blankets, him, me...I could go on. I look over to the bed and Kelly is gone (it is 12:30am). Now we are both covered in puke. Kelly is missing and Camden is crying. I wont go into detail but the clean up was pretty extreme. It is the middle of the night and I was coming off the night before only getting 15 minutes sleep and Kelly is missing. I go downstairs to get the "puke bowl", you know the one everyone has one, and Kelly is sleeping restfully on the couch, like an angel. I might have made a little more noise then needed getting the bowl but, he flew off the couch and came up to help (I should add that he said I was sleeping so peacefully across the whole bed and he knew I was exhausted so he chose not to wake me and just sleep on the couch - that is why I love him, and owe him an apology).&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow the point is that as we were going to be last night Camden said... "Mom, did you blog about my barf?" I said no, but I will!  Here it is!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-4464547653200320115?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/4464547653200320115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=4464547653200320115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/4464547653200320115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/4464547653200320115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/11/cleaning-up-from-one-end-to-other.html' title='Cleaning up from one end to the other.'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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-45743485457862044.post-8271131709683590323</id><published>2008-11-15T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T10:42:38.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Lytely</title><content type='html'>I am sitting here with Kellen at Sutter Memorial Hospital where he has been for the past day and a half. He is in the hospital for many &lt;strong&gt;reasons&lt;/strong&gt; but one of the &lt;strong&gt;solutions&lt;/strong&gt; is to do a "clean-out" while he is here. So yesterday the inserted an NG tube (or feeding tube). They are continuously giving him "Go-Lytely" through his tube and then it is supposed to be making him have to use the potty often (trying to keep my blogs G rating). We think the name Go-Lytely is stupid so we have made up a few of our own (We are bored, tired, and he feels pretty crummy). We are going to send them to the manufacturer right after we email the hospital and explain they could make all of this a little easier by installing a flat screen TV on the bathroom wall for those who are made to spend a large amount of time in there.  Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;Go often&lt;br /&gt;Go heavy&lt;br /&gt;Go chunky&lt;br /&gt;Go lots&lt;br /&gt;Go stinky&lt;br /&gt;Go to the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;Go runny&lt;br /&gt;Go away&lt;br /&gt;and our favorite...... Go lotsly!!&lt;br /&gt;We will get back to more boredom, sleepiness, and for Kellen more yuckyness. Little does he know this is only the first of MANY things he is going to go through before he gets better. We have to find the fun where it is, especially when it is not very fun at all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-8271131709683590323?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/8271131709683590323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=8271131709683590323' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/8271131709683590323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/8271131709683590323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/11/go-lytely.html' title='Go Lytely'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-7295346035402469314</id><published>2008-11-13T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:51:01.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is why we don't do fundraisers!</title><content type='html'>I am a big supporter of our school.  Everyone at my house does there part to help out.  Mekenzie included (she helped out with the Harvest Festival a couple of weeks ago).  We do not do fundraisers.  We write a lot of checks out to the school, we do our part in many other ways but we do not do fundraisers.  So when Camden came home with the See's candy fundraiser I said no.  Then I looked at it and saw a few of the things I normally buy for a little less money.  So we fundraised (again it started with ME writting a check).  The money and order are due today.  I stapled the form and handed it to Camden yesterday while making dinner telling him to put it in his backpack.  Today I remind him it is due tomorrow &lt;strong&gt;and he cannot find it&lt;/strong&gt;!!  This was a "collect as you go" fundraiser so not only the order but the money is missing.  We have a lot going on right now.  It is an extremely stressful time at our house right now.  We spent a good part of our day tearing our clean house apart, (it is no longer clean), to find the stupid fundraiser.  In between all this I am making dinner, doing laundry, packing for Kellen's trip to the hospital tomorrow.  Kelly is working, helping to pick up behind the mess we are making, and going through bags in garbage.  Even Mekenzie is pitching in while doing homework and helping with the dishes (she is a good kid!)  It is crazy!&lt;br /&gt;We took apart all of the garbage, every bedroom, bathroom, and even then kitchen.  We moved every couch, table, and chair.  We did not think we miss a spot in our house.  I had to run an errand with Mekenzie so we left.  Kelly continued the search.  &lt;br /&gt;Amazingly Kelly found it this evening in the bottom of Camdens laundry (where he puts all his clean and dirty clothes).  He is my hero.  Next time we are not doing the stinkin' fundraiser, I will just write a check to the school.  It' so much easier!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-7295346035402469314?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/7295346035402469314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=7295346035402469314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/7295346035402469314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/7295346035402469314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-why-we-dont-do-fundraisers.html' title='This is why we don&apos;t do fundraisers!'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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-45743485457862044.post-6338693629053113969</id><published>2008-11-09T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T19:17:07.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mekenzie is 15!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SRenpyEFshI/AAAAAAAAAEc/YhGHjJr22pI/s1600-h/DSCN2024-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SRenpyEFshI/AAAAAAAAAEc/YhGHjJr22pI/s200/DSCN2024-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266862625488482834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a special day at our house, Mekenzie is 15!!&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing to us that she is 15. It feels like just yesterday that she came into the world, kicking and screaming!! We were so excited to have a daughter! &lt;br /&gt;Mekenzie is growing up to be a great human being and we are so proud of her! She is kind, compassionate, a good friend, and a great help to us around the house. She can often be found picking up the kitchen or running a load of laundry! She is great to help out with whatever else is needed around the house, always willing to lend a helping hand!&lt;br /&gt;She is the "star" at our house always singing and dancing and is taking both a ballet and clogging class. &lt;br /&gt;She is a great student and works really hard to get good grades so she can get into a great college (UCLA or BYU she hopes). &lt;br /&gt;We are so blessed to have Mekenzie in our house and look forward to watching her blossom into a beautiful young women!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-6338693629053113969?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/6338693629053113969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=6338693629053113969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/6338693629053113969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/6338693629053113969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/11/mekenzie-is-15.html' title='Mekenzie is 15!!!'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SRenpyEFshI/AAAAAAAAAEc/YhGHjJr22pI/s72-c/DSCN2024-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-6216045557813830279</id><published>2008-10-30T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T08:08:11.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When it rains it pours!!</title><content type='html'>Sometimes it feels like nothing is ever going to go right. If I wrote about all of the crazy things that are going on in our house no one would even believe it. We thought it was about as crazy as it could get then, this afternoon happened! Just a little update on a few things going on at our house. Kellen has been sick and we are hoping the doctor will not make him spend Halloween in the hospital, Mekenzie has had a sore throat all week, I had a procedure done yesterday to cauterize the ulcer I have burning a hole in my stomach, and Kelly has had a rough work week (sweet Camden, so far so good with him). So I am sitting here this afternoon (I am home bound, something about the drugs they gave me?) and Kelly stopped by to pick something up then headed back to work. As he is leaving there is a large crash, it sounds like he drove &lt;strong&gt;into&lt;/strong&gt; the garage door. I go out to investigate but see nothing. Kelly is long gone by now and has no idea anything happened. &lt;br /&gt;I hear Kelly trying to open the garage after getting home from work tonight and it is going up a tiny but then crashing down. He investigates and notices the big tension cable is BROKEN! We are told you cannot even lift the garage door if the cable is broke. We try to prove them wrong. They are right. So now my car is stuck in the garage, it is Halloween tomorrow, the kids have an awards assembly, and a million other things need to be done with me being out of commission for the last two days. Luckily I can walk to the school and everything else will wait until the door gets fixed tomorrow morning, thank goodness someone was available! I am going to go and knock on some wood, or find a luck rabbits foot, something!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-6216045557813830279?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/6216045557813830279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=6216045557813830279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/6216045557813830279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/6216045557813830279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-it-rains-it-pours.html' title='When it rains it pours!!'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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-45743485457862044.post-1765842092017290832</id><published>2008-10-24T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T17:16:08.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doggy Update!</title><content type='html'>No need to worry the dogs have been found!  Our good neighbors were making signs about missing dogs they found when they saw our signs and realized it was our dogs!! I guess they wandered into their garage so they saved them!  Yeah for them,(and us!!)  Maybe things are looking up for us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-1765842092017290832?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/1765842092017290832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=1765842092017290832' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/1765842092017290832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/1765842092017290832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/10/doggy-update.html' title='Doggy Update!'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-4842598282209119423</id><published>2008-10-24T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T15:49:53.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you Kidding Me???</title><content type='html'>It has been a rough week around here so you would think it could only get better right? Wrong!! Last night the gate got left open and our dogs got out! Regardless of what you have heard Kelly say we love our dogs. My favorite thing about them is the barking&gt; I always know when someone is at my house because "Pepsi" barks.&lt;br /&gt; "Bo" (an anniversary gift from Kelly), does not bark. He is a lover not a fighter but is the most cuddly dog you have ever seen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SQJQ1gwpWUI/AAAAAAAAAEU/uprlSEnUBSg/s1600-h/Mekenzie+Promotion,+Camdens+Birthday,+Utah+Trip+2008+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SQJQ1gwpWUI/AAAAAAAAAEU/uprlSEnUBSg/s200/Mekenzie+Promotion,+Camdens+Birthday,+Utah+Trip+2008+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260856194979420482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SQJQ1ehRcSI/AAAAAAAAAEM/-gvfxtIHciw/s1600-h/DSCN1187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SQJQ1ehRcSI/AAAAAAAAAEM/-gvfxtIHciw/s200/DSCN1187.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260856194378068258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we have now canvased the neighborhood with signs, checked with all of the shelters around town, and done everything we could think of. We did have one guy call to tell us he saw the dogs last week, which is funny since they were at our house last week?!?&lt;br /&gt;So we will keep looking, it is keeping our mind off the other crazy stuff that is going on here!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-4842598282209119423?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/4842598282209119423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=4842598282209119423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/4842598282209119423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/4842598282209119423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/10/are-you-kidding-me.html' title='Are you Kidding Me???'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SQJQ1gwpWUI/AAAAAAAAAEU/uprlSEnUBSg/s72-c/Mekenzie+Promotion,+Camdens+Birthday,+Utah+Trip+2008+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-5482331078959800452</id><published>2008-10-21T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T19:54:46.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The ER, a CT Scan, X-Rays, and a Sick Day</title><content type='html'>This is a small description of our past couple of weeks.  I was not going to blog since sometimes our lives seem like a big joke - a little unbelievable.  Hopefully it is the time of year but we just cannot get healthy around here.  It started with me being sick.  Not just any sick but I-can't-even-get-water-down sick.  I ended up at the ER with an X-ray to confirm a bleeding ulcer.  I have had ulcers before, even bad ulcers, but they all pale in comparison to this ulcer.  I have been miserable!&lt;br /&gt;Then Kellen has been not feeling well so he had a CT Scan (he has crohns disease so it is not uncommon for him to have a CT Scan to see what's up),  they called us the next day and told us he was too backed up to see what they needed to see so we needed to do a clean-out.  He does not like clean-outs!  Since he has been out of school for a week we decided to get it done.  We don't think his clean out worked too well so it was an x-ray today and now we wait!&lt;br /&gt;Now Kelly has been sick.  He actually took a sick day! I believe this is the 2nd time in our 16+ year marriage he has taken a sick day.  It looks like just a really bad cold, but it is really getting him down!&lt;br /&gt;Luckily Mekenzie and Camden are such good kids they are trying to give us a break and be healthy!  They are awesome!!!&lt;br /&gt;So now it is a lot of B-12, Vitamin C, Aiborne, a Scope of my Ulcer on the 29th, and who knows with Kellen - nothing will surprise us with him!  We will keep trudging along looking forward to some fun in the weeks to come!  Wish us luck (we need it)!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-5482331078959800452?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/5482331078959800452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=5482331078959800452' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/5482331078959800452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/5482331078959800452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/10/er-ct-scan-x-rays-and-sick-day.html' title='The ER, a CT Scan, X-Rays, and a Sick Day'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-6882134150823218272</id><published>2008-10-21T19:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T19:35:51.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We are so smart!</title><content type='html'>My brother Matt is one of the smartest people I know so I was impressed when after following the link on his blog to checked to see what level of education is required to understand our blog. Matt's was Elementary level. I am proud to say we are at a High School level. I have heard some of the "High Schoolers" when I pick Mekenzie up from school....I hope that is not what they are comparing us to!!  To see what your Blogs readability is go to http://www.criticsrant.com/bb/reading_level.aspx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-6882134150823218272?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/6882134150823218272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=6882134150823218272' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/6882134150823218272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/6882134150823218272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-are-so-smart.html' title='We are so smart!'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-7749158229754699612</id><published>2008-10-05T18:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T08:07:14.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awards!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SOlpGSAHFPI/AAAAAAAAAEE/OnJTTWD-GOE/s1600-h/Kellen+Camden+Awards+October+08+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SOlpGSAHFPI/AAAAAAAAAEE/OnJTTWD-GOE/s200/Kellen+Camden+Awards+October+08+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253845996936828146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The boys had an "Award Assembly" on Friday and they both got awards!!!  Kellen got the Govenor's Community Service award.&lt;br /&gt;Camden got two awards for his awesome "Red Hot" reading!&lt;br /&gt;We feel so blessed to have 3 awesome kids that work so hard at school!  Luck us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SOlorgpjKxI/AAAAAAAAAD8/X4CoBaF4UoY/s1600-h/Kellen+Camden+Awards+October+08+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SOlorgpjKxI/AAAAAAAAAD8/X4CoBaF4UoY/s200/Kellen+Camden+Awards+October+08+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253845537012263698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-7749158229754699612?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/7749158229754699612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=7749158229754699612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/7749158229754699612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/7749158229754699612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/10/awards.html' title='Awards!!'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SOlpGSAHFPI/AAAAAAAAAEE/OnJTTWD-GOE/s72-c/Kellen+Camden+Awards+October+08+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-1504897028892996098</id><published>2008-10-05T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T18:20:36.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>San Fran</title><content type='html'>Kellen's 5th grade class went on a field trip to San Francisco this week. I went with him and it was a good time! We started off getting on a "fancy bus" not a school bus. It had a movie playing, the kids had all of their electronics, and it was air conditioned! We drove 2 hours to the Exploratorium. If you have never been there and you live in Northern, CA you need to go!!! It is a great "hands on" museum with awesome science stuff. They were even dissecting a cow eye and a sheep brain!! I had a group of 3 boys and they thought it was awesome (I thought it was awesome)!! We were there for about 2 1/2 hours and it was not nearly long enough. I plan to take my kids back when they are off track, it was that awesome!&lt;br /&gt;From the Exploratorium we went to the Golden Gate bridge and walked the approx. 2.5 miles across. That was one of those things that does not sound fun but was actually really fun! It was a great walk for me, about 1/2 way Kellen decided he might not be able to make it (he has been sick). I tried to explain he had no choice we had to just keep walking. We were one of the first groups to make it across and then we collapsed on the bus, took the 2 hour ride home, and got home just in time for dinner and bed! When I got off my foot it really hurt I took off my shoe and had a quarter sized blister! Kellen was exhausted and took 2 days to recover. &lt;br /&gt;It was a really fun field trip, we might just do it again with the whole family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-1504897028892996098?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/1504897028892996098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=1504897028892996098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/1504897028892996098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/1504897028892996098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/10/san-fran.html' title='San Fran'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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-45743485457862044.post-1646869407076102383</id><published>2008-10-05T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T18:43:11.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Over!!</title><content type='html'>It is over... I have had it!  I am tired and I need a break!&lt;br /&gt;I am talking about Corporate Close at work!  Anyone who knows our family, or has talked to me this last 2 months knows that this is the busiest, most exhausting time of the year for me at work.  I am the Financial officer for an OBGYN and we close down the Corporate Year on Sept. 30th.  That means we spend the end of Aug. and ever hour in Sept. preparing!  My poor family, house, and friends have suffered.  But it is over!  And I am thrilled!!!  Looking forward to a break.  &lt;br /&gt;I now get a few days off.  My boss thinks it is to rest.  The reality is that I need to get groceries, clean, make dinner again, etc... just to get things done that got no attention in Sept.  &lt;br /&gt;I think everyone is happy I am back to doing all my chores!  Kelly is even asking for a haircut.....Will he never learn???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-1646869407076102383?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/1646869407076102383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=1646869407076102383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/1646869407076102383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/1646869407076102383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-over.html' title='It&apos;s Over!!'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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-45743485457862044.post-6032390190846462315</id><published>2008-09-25T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T18:18:55.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haircuts!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SNw3vUgVBRI/AAAAAAAAAD0/d8C7nil7mqY/s1600-h/Raingutter+Regatta+and+Haircuts+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SNw3vUgVBRI/AAAAAAAAAD0/d8C7nil7mqY/s320/Raingutter+Regatta+and+Haircuts+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250132551704839442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is that time a month where everyone needed haircuts.  Kelly has been trying to get me to be the barber around here for probably the last 14 years!  I decided that with the great economy I could help out by giving haircuts to the boys.  I went out and purchased some "sweet" clippers (that is what the boys called them) and then started with Camden.  He is easy a #2 all around then the trimmers for the sideburns and neckline, (a little down his back too, he is HAIRY!).  A little pat on the back, I did a good job and saved us $10.  Then Kellen.  A little harder, he likes it short in the back and a little longer on top (#2 and #4).  I started slow and took my time, again success ($$cha-ching$$).  Last it was Kelly.  Now to my credit it is 10:00 at night (I go to bed at 9:30).  I have been working 15 hour days and still taking care of my 3 children - keep that in mind.  I did not want to cut Kelly's hair, it was not part of the deal, he is quite particular with the hair he has - he likes it a certain way and does not like it messed up.  I started to cut, it started well enough.  I was trying to blend the back to the top and my hand slipped a little...... I explained to Kelly (after accidently saying "oops" quite loud),  I was thinking it was time he go a little shorter (oh, crap!).  He was a kind and gentle and has not once said a word.  It is a little bit shorter, (o.k. a lot shorter), but we still saved another $13 a good $35+ dollars with haircuts and a tip.  Good for us.  (Sorry Kelly, I really love you ALOT - with or without hair!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-6032390190846462315?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/6032390190846462315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=6032390190846462315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/6032390190846462315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/6032390190846462315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/09/haircuts.html' title='Haircuts!!!'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SNw3vUgVBRI/AAAAAAAAAD0/d8C7nil7mqY/s72-c/Raingutter+Regatta+and+Haircuts+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-7843840268163010618</id><published>2008-09-25T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T18:02:38.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raingutter Regatta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SNw0jXgNUBI/AAAAAAAAADs/spMWPlIj8UI/s1600-h/Raingutter+Regatta+and+Haircuts+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SNw0jXgNUBI/AAAAAAAAADs/spMWPlIj8UI/s200/Raingutter+Regatta+and+Haircuts+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250129047816327186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SNwz9Mw71MI/AAAAAAAAADk/MAVKdfb-dYM/s1600-h/Raingutter+Regatta+and+Haircuts+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SNwz9Mw71MI/AAAAAAAAADk/MAVKdfb-dYM/s200/Raingutter+Regatta+and+Haircuts+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250128392098665666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was the Rain gutter Regatta. It was an adventure. This is a scout thing, they race boats made of water bottles down a rain gutter by blowing on the back of them (or the sail if they were lucky enough to have one). Kellens' boat was doing quite well until it turned and took on water. Not good!. He ended the night getting the award for "Most Striking" boat, and about a million mosquito bites! Yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-7843840268163010618?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/7843840268163010618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=7843840268163010618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/7843840268163010618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/7843840268163010618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/09/raingutter-regatta.html' title='Raingutter Regatta'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SNw0jXgNUBI/AAAAAAAAADs/spMWPlIj8UI/s72-c/Raingutter+Regatta+and+Haircuts+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-1984111961251332138</id><published>2008-09-23T08:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T08:07:57.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Problem Solved!</title><content type='html'>"Energy King" saved the day! After a few hours he had everything in working order. Now I don't want to say I told you so but I did comment to Kelly a couple of weeks ago that there was a strange dripping from the roof. He claimed it was all normal (I was not sure how I had missed it the past 9 years). Apparently that is when we should have called "Energy King". We had a plugged up drain pipe and needed a part replaced. After all of that we just might have to have a car wash to pay for it all! Kelly decided all-in-all it wasn't so bad if we broke the bill up into 9 year increments, (since you are supposed to have it serviced every year), statistically it was not so bad.  That is my husband always trying to make it worth it!&lt;br /&gt;OK and to all of those who have questioned the pictures, Kelly was mad I was thinking about blogging too in such a crisis. But really what was I supposed to do? Scream? Cry? Cuss? Kelly was doing that so I took out the camera to document!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-1984111961251332138?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/1984111961251332138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=1984111961251332138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/1984111961251332138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/1984111961251332138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/09/problem-solved.html' title='Problem Solved!'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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-45743485457862044.post-5185290649754399997</id><published>2008-09-22T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T08:58:18.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We need a professional!!!</title><content type='html'>An early morning post usually means an exciting night!&lt;br /&gt;Me and Kelly went upstairs to go to bed last night and a drop of water hit Kelly in the head. After he screamed a few not quite G-Rated words he looked up and there was a big bubble in the ceiling dripping water (along with those infamous stripes that run down the tape line!) So it started. Kelly pulled out the ladder and climbed up into the attic (all I could think of is that the ceiling is probably weak because it is wet and there was a good possibility I would be calling 911 when he would inevitably fall through - I did not give him enough credit, he was safe!) &lt;br /&gt;Once he got up there he noticed the "condenser pan" was full and not draining (except over the sides and into the ceiling). Anyhow after hours of trying to empty the pan and using a little "Mighty Putty" to put a temporary hold on the leak he decided we needed a professional. He got up early (really early with the ladder and everything), took a look and called Energy King! Can't wait to see what this will cost us! &lt;br /&gt;I guess that leaves me home alone, waiting for the "King"! 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He is doing much better. Enough so I can finally post a picture, although it does not do justice to how he actually looked. At one point he could not fully close his eye and his lip stuck out about a 1/2 inch. He only had 1/2 of a smile.&lt;br /&gt;He went back to the dentist on Thursday. It is still more infected then he wanted to see so he is waiting to finish working on it (he did do a pulpectomy and pulled out the root and nerve). Camden said it is the only tooth he can actually chew on right now. He is still on twice daily ibuprofen but it is so much better!!&lt;br /&gt;Now on to the next illness.... That's how we roll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-5147464780975364488?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/5147464780975364488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=5147464780975364488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/5147464780975364488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/5147464780975364488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/09/tooth-update.html' title='Tooth Update!'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SNcPGLQtzWI/AAAAAAAAADc/tg93Dgffe8I/s72-c/Camdens+Swollen+face+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-1482654876363717623</id><published>2008-09-21T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T20:24:18.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple</title><content type='html'>Does anyone out there have an I-Pod, I-Phone, or other Apple Product? Following is a warning!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mekenzie got an I-Pod Nano for her birthday last year. We ordered it online and it is still under warranty. It has been giving her some trouble so I gave them a call. The lady on the other end of the phone asked me to do a few things to it, I did then I handed Mekenzie the phone and she asked her a few questions. Neither of us could understand her most of the time and she was so frustrating!! She decided that there was something wrong with the battery and it needed to be returned to be fixed. She gave me 2 options: #1 Send it back to them, it could take up to 8 weeks or #2 take it to the only Apple store miles around and have them fix it. Because I love Mekenzie and realize she might actually die if she was without an Ipod for even a day so I decided I would do the later and take it to the store. I make my appointment for 11:30 the next day (Friday). Now it has been a long week. Not only has Camden had the whole tooth thing going on, Kellen has been up at night in pain, plus it is the busy time at my work and on Thursday I already have 14 hours overtime so it is important that I get in and out within a reasonable time. I walk into the store and there are approximately 1 billion people in the store, there is NO room to even move around. I check in with the "Concierge" at the "Genius Bar", it is 11:25. They tell me to go ahead and get a Coke or something because there are 12 people in front of me. Are you kidding me??? I go and buy some shoes, (trying to calm my nerves), I call Kelly who assures me I do not have to wait and he will figure something out (that is why I love him!), then I go back. I think I am now #14 in line (they flash it on a screen in order to remind you, you are now stuck there as your name slowly creeps up to #1). I wait, and wait, and wait all the while getting so excited every time I see my name move up a slot!!&lt;br /&gt;Finally "Chris" comes and tells me it is my turn! ( I think I had drifted off to sleep or something!). He takes the I-pod and does a few things then proceeds to tell me the Ipod is messed up and needs to be replaced. I again have two options. Option #1 He can replace it right there and I can walk out with a new one now. Option #2 since it has a inscription I can call Apple and have them replace it with the inscription and they will send it back to me - It would take 3-5 days. The inscription was a big deal, we have a saying at our house "Everyone Needs a Mekenzie" and I really wanted it left on the back for her. I leave telling him I will call Apple and send it back. I go home, hours later, barely making my hair appointment.&lt;br /&gt;I get home, and email Apple. They will let me send it back but they are going to charge me $29. I call them and explain what "Chris" tells me and she says they have to charge me. So they sold me a faulty product, and now want me to pay to return it when it is under warranty? I am confused. Not only that but they now want me to pay another $39 for the extended warranty in order for them to replace it. So I explain how I am confused that I can go to the store and get one for nothing. In order to get it replaced from them (the same people) I have to pay $68???? I tell them thanks for nothing and make another appointment at the Apple Store. This time for when Kelly can go with me, we will make a date of it!&lt;br /&gt;Saturday comes and we go to the Apple Store. I warn him what he is in for, as to not surprise my very impatient husband, we WILL be waiting! We get there check in with our "Concierge" at the "Genius Bar" and wait. We are #2!!! Kelly stand there "people watching" and claims this is everything that is wrong with the world (there was a little bit of EVERYTHING at the store today). We wait for 15 minutes, get "Chris" to again help us and walk out with a new I-pod without the inscription (I am going to get it on there somehow, I am thinking pink sharpie!). Mekenzie is happy, I am happy, and Kelly is vowed to never go in an Apple store again. That might be hard since I am asking Santa for an I-phone. I won't be holding my breath!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-1482654876363717623?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/1482654876363717623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=1482654876363717623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/1482654876363717623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/1482654876363717623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/09/apple.html' title='Apple'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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-45743485457862044.post-2564373453162688728</id><published>2008-09-14T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T20:59:56.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We love Dr. Chantry</title><content type='html'>We just got home from an emergency visit to the world's best dentist!  Camden has continued to run a fever and his face has continued to swell.  He only has 1/2 of a smile and his eye is droppy.  It is Sunday night and our dentist met us at his office at 8:00 to take a look.  He cut it open in order to let it drain, it could not be numbed so Camden was a trooper when he had to cut it.  I imagine it hurt! Camden is not too happy right now but we are hoping he will feel a little better tomorrow.  It still looks pretty swollen but it should go down over the next couple of days.  Looks like he is probably staying home from school tomorrow!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-2564373453162688728?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/2564373453162688728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=2564373453162688728' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/2564373453162688728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/2564373453162688728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/09/we-love-dr-chantry.html' title='We love Dr. Chantry'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-7850293366835865475</id><published>2008-09-14T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T20:54:16.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Beautiful Brunette</title><content type='html'>Mekenzie is now making the big bucks so she decided she wanted to spend a little (o.k a lot) and get her hair done.  She went with a nice brunette color and bangs.  We think it's cute - Judge for yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SM3cRzTi9BI/AAAAAAAAADU/uIJIZQI7w34/s1600-h/DSCN2389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SM3cRzTi9BI/AAAAAAAAADU/uIJIZQI7w34/s320/DSCN2389.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246091339344573458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-7850293366835865475?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/7850293366835865475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=7850293366835865475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/7850293366835865475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/7850293366835865475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/09/beautiful-brunette.html' title='A Beautiful Brunette'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SM3cRzTi9BI/AAAAAAAAADU/uIJIZQI7w34/s72-c/DSCN2389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-1392619587800136266</id><published>2008-09-13T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T22:48:55.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother of the Year!!!</title><content type='html'>We started the day so well today.  Good weather, a good soccer game, and a date with good friends.  So when Camden took a nap this afternoon it was not out of the ordinary, until he woke up. Just to back up a little Camden has been complaining of tooth pain the last few nights.  He had a tooth worked on a couple of weeks ago so I figured it was just bothering him a little.  He sometimes complains when he thinks someone else is getting too much attention (like all kids).  So when he woke up and his right cheek was swollen - not a little swollen, enough it was shocking.  It seemed to drag down his eye and pull up his lip (I will post pictures tomorrow).  We were on our way out to dinner and games with friends but I did call the dentist (a friend of ours), first.  He told us he was in San Francisco doing some training but that it sounded like an infection (I figured).  So he is on antibiotics (and pain killers) and we will go see the dentist on Monday.  I guess he is staying home from church tomorrow.  Kelly offered to stay home with him (I believe there is a football game on about church time).  What he will do to get a day off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-1392619587800136266?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/1392619587800136266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=1392619587800136266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/1392619587800136266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/1392619587800136266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/09/mother-of-year.html' title='Mother of the Year!!!'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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-45743485457862044.post-9003459169206433530</id><published>2008-09-13T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T12:41:35.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shooting Stars Soccer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SMwXS7f9d1I/AAAAAAAAADM/4Dl8qh3GA5M/s1600-h/Camden+Soccer+and+the+Circus+Sept.+2008+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SMwXS7f9d1I/AAAAAAAAADM/4Dl8qh3GA5M/s320/Camden+Soccer+and+the+Circus+Sept.+2008+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245593279956612946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camden had a soccer game today - Kellen would like me to add he had one too but since he can't play soccer, or anything else right now... (he is a little bitter!).  &lt;br /&gt;They won!!!! (again!)  6-2.  He is on an awesome team!  They have been together for the last 4 years.  It is fun to watch how much they have grown and learned the game!  It was a good morning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-9003459169206433530?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/9003459169206433530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=9003459169206433530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/9003459169206433530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/9003459169206433530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/09/shooting-stars-soccer.html' title='Shooting Stars Soccer'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SMwXS7f9d1I/AAAAAAAAADM/4Dl8qh3GA5M/s72-c/Camden+Soccer+and+the+Circus+Sept.+2008+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-3651427529054467793</id><published>2008-09-13T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T12:36:53.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Circus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SMwV46La2BI/AAAAAAAAADE/gauOwFyrk8w/s1600-h/Camden+Soccer+and+the+Circus+Sept.+2008+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SMwV46La2BI/AAAAAAAAADE/gauOwFyrk8w/s320/Camden+Soccer+and+the+Circus+Sept.+2008+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245591733413795858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SMwVQq7CLSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/dxiCft9GNU8/s1600-h/Camden+Soccer+and+the+Circus+Sept.+2008+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SMwVQq7CLSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/dxiCft9GNU8/s320/Camden+Soccer+and+the+Circus+Sept.+2008+031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245591042123771170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and the boys went to the Circus yesterday!  It was a good time had by all. (except maybe Kellen).  As you can tell by the picture Kellen was not sure he wanted to be there.  He has a broken foot and was not feeling really great, but I think he had a good time. It was our last thing before they went back on track Monday.&lt;br /&gt;There were a lot of cool things but I think the biggest laugh came when the Elephant pooped, then peed all over himself (they are boys)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The circus has changes a lot since I last went, probably 16 years ago when Kelly and I were dating.  No more 3-rings, a lot more "show".  It was a lot of fun and lasted just the right amount of time.  We ended our day having a little "In and Out Burger"  Kellen was hooked up with his 2 orders of fries, he is a huge fan. Me and Cam ate a regular combo meal!  Mother of the year here I come!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Now we have to prepare to go back to school, and get back on a normal schedule!  I am not sure what I am going to do home all alone 2 days a week.....I guess I will figure something out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-3651427529054467793?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/3651427529054467793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=3651427529054467793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/3651427529054467793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/3651427529054467793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/09/circus.html' title='The Circus'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SMwV46La2BI/AAAAAAAAADE/gauOwFyrk8w/s72-c/Camden+Soccer+and+the+Circus+Sept.+2008+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-3172897130509241659</id><published>2008-09-01T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T20:58:51.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day- Quadding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-5e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2810246167488013662&amp;amp;site=widget-5e.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2810246167488013662&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-5e.slide.com/p1/2810246167488013662/bb_t047_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2810246167488013662&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-5e.slide.com/p2/2810246167488013662/bb_t047_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2810246167488013662&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-5e.slide.com/p4/2810246167488013662/bb_t047_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided we needed to do something fun as a family for Labor day so we went quadding! We LOVE our quads (4-wheelers). We bought them about 4-5 years ago and have had a great time with them!!&lt;br /&gt;Our day started out well enough, the drive was good, weather was good, no tickets for Kelly (long story...). We got all the quads unloaded and it looked like a good day. &lt;br /&gt;Just to back up a little. We have some awesome friends that let us not only store our quads on there property, they also let us drive on the acreage behind there house. We NEVER have a problem when we are riding at the house. However when we drive 25 minutes away it never fail one of them has a problem. Today was no different. We had one quad that would not start so our mechanic (Kelly) worked on it while me and Mekenzie went for a ride. When I got back me and Kellen decided to stay back while the rest of them went off for a while. Me and Kellen had a good time, we took random pictures, ate a whole bunch of cantaloupe, (me and Kellens favorite food right now), and watched other people. They came back, I rode for a while then it was Kellen, Kelly, and Mekenzie. Me and Camden were hanging out in the car, we checked out the dirt bikes (he really wants one!), we sat on the table talking....it seemed like a long time. We were getting a little worried as it had been quite a while since we had seen or heard the others (we could see the trail from where we were, we would see the helmets drive by every couple of minutes). Imagine my concern when I see Mekenzie come back without anyone following her. She explains that she went through a mud puddle (mud lake) and Kellen followed, only he got stuck and his quad died. She had been sent to get the tow ropes. I almost sent one of the nice gentlemen next to us to help but decided Kelly would have told Mekenzie he needed more help if he thought he did. A few minutes later they finally returned, them and the quads covered in mud!!! Between the mud, and the now broken quad we decided to call it a day!&lt;br /&gt;We came home muddy and tired but had a great day! Kelly - who is the greatest - even fixed the quad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-3172897130509241659?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/3172897130509241659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=3172897130509241659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/3172897130509241659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/3172897130509241659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/09/labor-day-quadding.html' title='Labor Day- Quadding'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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-45743485457862044.post-4218854626880729469</id><published>2008-08-31T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T12:52:41.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All four of them are in trouble!!</title><content type='html'>If I can vent for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;I try really hard to take extra time to get ready to look nice for my family. I try hard not to embarrass the kids by the way I look. So today I did not do anything different. We were running a little late to church so I grabbed my shoes and earrings to put on in the car (I was not driving). &lt;br /&gt;I sat through most of church watching a ladies earring almost fall out of here ear during the whole meeting, I do not know her so I just sat there and figured I would let her know when there was a break so she did not loose it. Just trying to be courteous.  I never told her...Karma&lt;br /&gt;We went through the whole 3 hours of church, it was really busy today. A little out-of-control at times. All in all a little stressful. So when I got home I went upstairs to change into my jammies (a Sunday tradition at our house!) I changed my clothes, took off my rings, bracelet..that is when to my horror I realized that in the hast of grabbing my earrings this morning, I grabbed an earring that was stuck to another. So I was wearing a black earring (dressed all in black and white), with a bright green and brown one dangling almost to my shoulder, on my right ear! I am sure that I pushed my hair behind my ear more then once. I am now destined to be the "crazy earring" lady at church! My family is in trouble! I am trying to think of the appropriate punishment of them letting me out of the house like that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-4218854626880729469?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/4218854626880729469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=4218854626880729469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/4218854626880729469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/4218854626880729469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/08/all-four-of-them-are-in-trouble.html' title='All four of them are in trouble!!'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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-45743485457862044.post-4499870231531424270</id><published>2008-08-31T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T12:54:52.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camden is missing something..</title><content type='html'>Something happened to Camden last night.  Not once, but twice!  See what I mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SLr20TSNsMI/AAAAAAAAACs/uqa-VVqy-kY/s1600-h/Camdens+missing+teeth+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SLr20TSNsMI/AAAAAAAAACs/uqa-VVqy-kY/s320/Camdens+missing+teeth+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240772494789292226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camden lost two teeth yesterday. The Tooth Fairy came and left Cam $5. It was a good day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-4499870231531424270?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/4499870231531424270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=4499870231531424270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/4499870231531424270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/4499870231531424270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/08/camden-is-missing-something.html' title='Camden is missing something..'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SLr20TSNsMI/AAAAAAAAACs/uqa-VVqy-kY/s72-c/Camdens+missing+teeth+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-2746657671165399908</id><published>2008-08-30T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T12:22:58.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenzie's A BIG Freshman Now.. .Well not That Big!!</title><content type='html'>Hey Everyone... This time it's MEKENZIE blogging!!!! &lt;br /&gt;So I started My freshman year of high school, and my first year of seminary this week, which is way too early for me!!! In Cali, it's not a school class you have to actually wake up, and go to church at 6:00 in the morning.... THAT IS WAY, WAY, WAY, TOO EARLY FOR ME!!! So Seminary was pretty lame, but hey you got to do what you got to do right??? So as I sat watching the clock in seminary, waiting for the second I get to walk onto the campus of SHELDON HIGH... I could not sit still, which isn't anything new, since I cant sit still as it is!!! Finally it was out, I ran out to the car ready to go, within the 5 minutes it took me to get there, I had managed to redo my make-up, hair, and check my outfit!!! Got to look good for those high school boys right? So I have to say the first day was pretty long, and it was kind of hard to find all my friends, partly because there are like 2500 kids at the school, and partly because everyone else but 1 of my friends tower over me!!! So lucky me: PE is my first class, yeah me huh?? I got pretty lucky one of my Best Friends, Sonny, no he's not a girl, is in my class, there were a few other friends in my class too. 2nd period is Photography, I wasn't so excited about this class, until I found one upside, I can learn to take better Myspace pictures!!! But by the end of the week I started to enjoy it!! Then Of course I have the all time famous Math Class... after only 3 days of learning and reviewing I already had to take a test!!! There's no messing around in that class!! All my friends are in that class, making it a little hard to focus but, hey got to have fun in class too right!!!Then I have Lunch with my best friend Brittney, I love her to death, and its pretty funny because she looks exactly, well pretty close to me! Last but not least I have World Geography, the lamest class, but the class I have the most fun messing around in... My teacher is pretty chill, and is really easy to make laugh!! In the end high school is pretty fun, plus there are a ton of cute boys to boy watch throughout the day!!! So only 9 more months of this crazy freshman stuff, then I will be a sophomore, not that I'm already looking forward to that.!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-2746657671165399908?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/2746657671165399908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=2746657671165399908' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/2746657671165399908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/2746657671165399908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/08/kenzies-big-freshman-now-well-not-that.html' title='Kenzie&apos;s A BIG Freshman Now.. .Well not That Big!!'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-7361057991533481744</id><published>2008-08-30T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T11:56:33.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a G Rated blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.oneplusyou.com/bb/blog_rating"&gt;&lt;img style="border: none;" src="http://www.oneplusyou.com/q/img/bb_badges/rated_g.jpg" alt="OnePlusYou Quizzes and Widgets" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Created by OnePlusYou - &lt;a href="http://www.oneplusyou.com"&gt;Free Dating Sites&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my brother Matt rated his blog.  I was not surprised when he was rated PG, he does like to use one very yucky word (I am trying not to risk my G Rating).  When Camden saw he was rated PG he was concerned.  We question some of the PG movies he wants to watch, so now he thinks he can't read Uncle Matt's Blog.  Way to go Uncle Matt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-7361057991533481744?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/7361057991533481744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=7361057991533481744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/7361057991533481744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/7361057991533481744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-have-g-rated-blog.html' title='I have a G Rated blog!'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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-45743485457862044.post-7857402457681803906</id><published>2008-08-30T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T11:59:29.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What did we do before computers???</title><content type='html'>It has been a little stressful....one of our most important pieces of technology has not been working.....it is our lifeline to the outside, link to what is going on in the world, to our friends, family, and to work (although I did not miss that so much), and finally it is always there when we get bored, sad, or anxious.  My computer (internet) has been down.  I did not realize how much we would miss it.  Kelly even came home early from work on Friday and...get this....he just sat here.  My kind boss is allowing me to work from home.  No work is getting done but no need to worry, it will wait.  &lt;br /&gt;Not knowing what to do.  I continually hit the internet button over and over hoping for a small miracle, it never occurred.  Kelly, (my hero), tried everything.  Comcast could not come out until Tuesday so he went to Frontier thinking he would change service.  They told us they could come out on .. Tuesday.  So he decided he would go and buy a modem.  I got on the phone with Comcast to connect it and for some reason there was an error and they said it would take a few days to work out the kinks, it should be working by......you guessed it Tuesday.  At that point I was NOT happy.  This machine is a big part of our family life.  In fact it is safe to say our whole lives are on this computer.  Phone directories, calendars, banking ( I even put off a shopping trip becasue I was not sure how much $ I had - scary!), everything!!! So when the nice lady at the other end of the phone told me our last option failed and it would be Tuesday I might of overreacted a little.  I politely, yet firmly explained that, that would not work for me.  I would need a solution &lt;strong&gt;before&lt;/strong&gt; getting off the phone with her.  She gently said she did not know what she could do.  After I explained I needed it for work and other inportant info (I did not say so I could go shopping!), she still had no answer.  I told her that I was not going to be able to wait until Tuesday so whoever she needed to talk to find a solution I would wait.  I did wait about 10 mintues until a mystery appointment opened up at between 2-4pm (it was 1:30).  A miracle, or annoyed customer service rep.  What ever it is, I will take it...I am off to shop!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-7857402457681803906?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/7857402457681803906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=7857402457681803906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/7857402457681803906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/7857402457681803906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-did-we-do-before-computers.html' title='What did we do before computers???'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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-45743485457862044.post-1233513962808153243</id><published>2008-08-22T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T21:45:18.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just call him Einstein!</title><content type='html'>You know those CAT 9 tests the kids have to take at school every year (I think they are called SAT in Utah)???  These are the test that determine at what level the kids are at (how smart they are!).  Well...***BRAG ALERT***  Kellens teacher from last year (the awesome Ms. Ludu), called to tell us that Kellen aced the writting portion and he only missed 1 in the mathmatics!  Kellen had been telling us he aced it - we figured it is his high self esteem talking, we never would have figured he was right!!  For those of you that have been keeping tabs on Kellen via his Carepage at one point this year the school district was giving us a hard time about Kellen missing so much school.  I hope they call me in again....I will go with test results in hand!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-1233513962808153243?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/1233513962808153243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=1233513962808153243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/1233513962808153243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/1233513962808153243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-call-him-einstein.html' title='Just call him Einstein!'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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-45743485457862044.post-6197392270170521230</id><published>2008-08-22T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T09:19:30.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Went Hollywood!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;EMBED style="WIDTH: 426px; HEIGHT: 320px" name=flashticker align=middle src=http://widget-d1.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf type=application/x-shockwave-flash flashvars="cy=un&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2810246167486789585&amp;amp;site=widget-d1.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/EMBED&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV style="WIDTH: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=un&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2810246167486789585&amp;amp;map=1" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG isMap src="http://widget-d1.slide.com/p1/2810246167486789585/un_t056_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=un&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2810246167486789585&amp;amp;map=2" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG isMap src="http://widget-d1.slide.com/p2/2810246167486789585/un_t056_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=un&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2810246167486789585&amp;amp;map=F" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG isMap src="http://widget-d1.slide.com/p4/2810246167486789585/un_t056_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;It has been a busy week around here. ALL 3 kids have been out of school for the last week together (Mekenzie starts Monday! The boys are off until the 18th of Sept). I have been preparing for the Corporate Year End at work so I have been extra busy but I wanted to make sure we still did some fun stuff (I am working from home most days so I am here...but they are bored). So Wednesday we went to the California State Fair. The kids had a good time but it was hotter then the depths of hell!!!! After we took out a loan just to get into the park ($$$) we started with the "Hollywood Walk of Fame" You can see a lot of the pictures we took in the slide show above. We got to see Spongebob, Mekenzies boyfriend Patrick, The Jurassic Park Dinosaurs, and a whole lot of "hot" pirates (It was a billion degrees)!! We took lots of pictures then needed some time to cool down so we went into the "Counties" Building. The kids always like walking through the exhibits and loved the Solono County booth because they gave them Jelly Belly's! We walked through exhibits with some scary creatures (snakes, frogs, and lizards). There were some fun places to take pictures so we did. We all had a good laugh when Kellen posed for the Fish picture (see slide show) - Mekenzie stepped out and we go to walk away...Kellen is not with us. That would be because his head is STUCK in the hole where the fish is. Have you ever had that feeling like you, (or your not so smart kid), were going to be the butt of the joke when you have to call the fire department? Well I did! Being the great mother I am (Mother of the year, here I come!!) I walked away, hysterically laughing. We all walked away. I believe tears were coming out of Mekenzies eyes she was laughing so hard. The nice gentleman sitting in the Coloma booth never offered to help, he was laughing too hard. We did not go too far and Kellen finally joined us complaining of a headache. I warned him that next time I am walking faster and farther!!!!&lt;br /&gt; We went on to see the baby pigs,(born earlier that morning)cows, and other animals! Then it was off to do the one thing we never miss at the fair "FUNNEL CAKES""! They were good, like always. It is our once a year treat we look forward too all year. While we were eating I recalled seeing a funnel cake maker thingy at Ross. Next year we are going on a trip to Ross for our funnel cakes, not only that...have you been there? We might be able to see some animals while we are there! &lt;br /&gt;Mekenzie had seen the Mechanical Bull and was dying to ride it so after her going back and forth for a long time (remember it is 1 billion degrees outside!), I tell her it is her last chance.&lt;br /&gt;Not to be outdone Kellen had to go too! &lt;br /&gt;The Ride lady (Not her technical name) was impressed with Mekenzies Bull riding. She kept asking if she had done it before (I knew Mekenzie was sneaking to the bars to ride the Bull!!) She did an awesome Job riding the bull, she even drew a crowd! (That is why Kellen looks so horrified, people were watching!).&lt;br /&gt; We finished the day watching the "Hollywood" Diving show. We got front row seats hoping it was like Sea World and we would be in the "Splash Zone"! Impressive, but we spent a lot of time hoping to just get a little wet!!! We all got in the car hot, tired, and out of money. We will look forward to next year (or maybe I will remember this and we will stay home). All in all it was a good day of time spent together, making memories!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-6197392270170521230?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/6197392270170521230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=6197392270170521230' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/6197392270170521230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/6197392270170521230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/08/we-went-hollywood.html' title='We Went Hollywood!!!'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-5147915850669547090</id><published>2008-08-12T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T17:46:25.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the real world!</title><content type='html'>We have been thrown right back in to the real world! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SKN_wA18ffI/AAAAAAAAAB0/iJ970ibkyFg/s1600-h/Kellen+D..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SKN_wA18ffI/AAAAAAAAAB0/iJ970ibkyFg/s200/Kellen+D..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234167654771359218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Kellen was sick when we got home on Sunday and was still not feeling better on Monday so he stayed home from school.  He was so miserable that when I had him at the table doing homework he would just fall fast to sleep, right at the table.  It was sad but, a little funny at the same time.  Poor kid.  He is running for B track President at school and wanted to get his posters up so he picked himself up today and dragged himself to school.  I am not sure he was feeling a ton better but he made it today (he did put himself to bed at 7:00 tonight).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SKN_fxR9IoI/AAAAAAAAABs/xbg173sW9lU/s1600-h/Camden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SKN_fxR9IoI/AAAAAAAAABs/xbg173sW9lU/s200/Camden.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234167375715967618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camden came home from school yesterday sobbing.  I knew he was tired so I tried to talk to him only to find out he was in some extreme pain coming from one of his teeth.  I looked in his mouth and he had a big hole (Mother of the year!)  He was in for a cleaning in March and is not yet due for another but in that time a huge hole grew (could it be his lack of brushing??)  I called the dentist and luckily they got him in today.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SKOALPdCz6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/BAVUG88WYNY/s1600-h/Mekenzie+Promotion+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SKOALPdCz6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/BAVUG88WYNY/s200/Mekenzie+Promotion+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234168122549915554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mekenzie has had a tooth bothering her so I took her too!  Mekenzie's was some sensitivity (thats my girl, sensitive!).  Camdens needed a double filling and possible baby root canal.  I told them just to pull it but, I guess that seemed insensitive to the Doc as he explained that it causes even more problems (again, mother of the year!).  Did I mention we just barely paid off the last dentist bill??? I tried to get the dentist, (a good friend of ours), to tell him it was because he is not brushing good.  That backfired as he explained he would not have any buisness if he brushed better - so go ahead an keep NOT brushing!  Nice!&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Kelly's car was having a small problem with the brakes on our drive home from Tahoe (it was scary!).  He works out of his car, (we dont live out of his car yet, he just works out of it!), so I insisted he take it in as soon as possible.  He took it to the shop today. $530 later the car runs like new. I wish I could get Kelly to run like new for only $530. Seriuosly!   A little break?  I was hoping we could ease back into our "real world".  Guess not!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-5147915850669547090?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/5147915850669547090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=5147915850669547090' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/5147915850669547090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/5147915850669547090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-to-real-world.html' title='Back to the real world!'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SKN_wA18ffI/AAAAAAAAAB0/iJ970ibkyFg/s72-c/Kellen+D..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-8382038087424955629</id><published>2008-08-12T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T17:32:24.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild, Wild Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SKN9DdSZppI/AAAAAAAAABU/LaIF18HrB9c/s1600-h/p1000089_edited%5B1%5D+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SKN9DdSZppI/AAAAAAAAABU/LaIF18HrB9c/s320/p1000089_edited%5B1%5D+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234164690289534610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Kelly got back on Monday from our "Anniversary Getaway" to Lake Tahoe. We left Thursday afternoon, which was our actual anniversary. Went to the South Shore instead of our normal North Shore location. It was beautiful! We spent Thursday traveling and then looking for a "decent" place for dinner. The traveling went well..however...I cannot say that about the "decent" place for dinner. We tried a few different places, but did not realize what a happenin' place Tahoe was on a Thursday night, and we would have to wait at most places we went for over an hour. Our first clue should have been when we found a place with only a 15 minute wait. I ordered an open face turkey sandwich, Kelly ordered Pork Chops. Do you remember when you went to school and they had their "Thanksgiving Lunch"? Processed Turkey, Wonder Bread, Stove Top Stuffing???? I believe that is where they got the recipe for my dinner. When I asked Kelly how is was, he just said it was not what he hoped for (he was trying to be positive!). We spent the rest of the weekend playing games, eating yummy food, and relaxing(!). We even went to a comedy show one night, it was nice to have a good laugh! It was a great extended weekend, without having to worry about work, house, or even the kids...... According to them they, "Partied like rock stars!!!" They got to stay home with Ms. (Nancy) Ludu (yes, the same Ms. Ludu who was Kellens awesome 4th grade teacher!!!!) She took great care of them and made sure they had a great weekend too. They got new Webkins, got to play lots of video games, hang out with friends, and the thing Camden has talked about most - have some candy and soda. We did not worry about them once. We cannot thank Ms. Ludu enough! She has been a great friend and support to us the last year! I am not sure we could have done it without her!&lt;br /&gt;We had a good time and now we will look forward to next year...maybe we will change our tradition and add a few more getaways.....Our birthdays, Valentines, Presidents Day.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-8382038087424955629?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/8382038087424955629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=8382038087424955629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/8382038087424955629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/8382038087424955629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/08/wild-wild-weekend.html' title='Wild, Wild Weekend'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</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/_wTFkyJoLfLo/SKN9DdSZppI/AAAAAAAAABU/LaIF18HrB9c/s72-c/p1000089_edited%5B1%5D+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-344126956010615751</id><published>2008-08-07T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T08:33:48.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>16 years and counting.....</title><content type='html'>Today me and Kelly are celebrating our 16th Anniversary!!  It is so hard to believe that is has been that long, it really seems like just a short time ago that we met, and decided we wanted to do this!  I feel so blessed and lucky everyday that I have Kelly in my life.  He is a great father, and husband.  He is one of those men who just see something and jump in to help, he does dished, laundry, and anything else that needs to be done (he makes a mean pork tenderloin!  &lt;br /&gt;We were talking last night about what we were doing the night before our wedding, (get your mind out of the gutter, we were helping cut fruit for the reception!!!), it got me thinking back to how much I thought I loved Kelly then and how close we were.  Who knew that I would love him so much more now and only grow closer to him.  He is a great man, and I am lucky enough to be married to him!!! &lt;br /&gt;Here 's to 16 years......and looking forward to many, many more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-344126956010615751?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/344126956010615751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=344126956010615751' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/344126956010615751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/344126956010615751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/08/16-years-and-counting.html' title='16 years and counting.....'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45743485457862044.post-8475285531790026617</id><published>2008-08-03T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T21:57:55.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here it is....</title><content type='html'>I DID IT!! I usually consider myself to be quite smart when it comes to the computer. I take great pride in finding anything and everything I need, fixing the little flaws that happen with computers, answering questions Kelly does not know, and even showing my kids how I can find ANYTHING they do on my computer with a few keystrokes. Why then was this blog so hard??!?!?!?!?! I have been trying to get this thing up since April!!! Now, here it is... not sure if it is for anyone other then us, or if anyone will even read it but, it is here. We are planning to use this as a family (Kelly even picked the background, he did not want anything too "feminine"). We all added our "favorites" and plan to post together (auuhhhhh, I know!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;loved&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; reading the blogs of our friends and families, it has been so fun to keep in touch with everyone and know what is going on in their lives. We are hoping this will be a good way to keep in touch and let everyone know what we are up too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a little rundown on what is going on in our lives......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mekenzie will be starting high school this year (yes, we ARE that old), and she is SOOOO excited. She can not wait.!!! She is a huge help around the house and is a lot of fun to be around. We have had a great time this summer shopping, lunching, and just hanging out. She is a great student, and a great friend. She loves to read, do her hair and makeup, dance, sing, and hang out with friends. She is hoping to start some dance and piano classes this fall to work on her already awesome talents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kellen is in fifth grade. Kellen and Camden both started school in July and are getting ready to be off track!! He has a great teacher and is looking forward to the year ahead. Kellen has had a lot going on with his health but seems to be doing really well right now. He will continue to need medical treatment but it has been so nice to see him getting back to his old self. He is the jokester of our family and will do anything for a laugh. Kellen is a great student and catches on really quickly. He is playing soccer and looking forward to also starting basketball soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camden, our baby, is in second grade. He loves school and is really smart. He loves to play soccer and baseball and he is also hoping to start piano lessons soon. He is the "calm" in our family and is usually happy to "go with the flow". He loves to work side by side with his dad helping to fix anything that needs fixing, he loves being his "right hand man", and doing whatever needs to be done (unless it involves picking up his room).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly is busy with work and church. He is in Sales for Frazee Paint working about 60 miles from our house (Modesto - Stockton Area).   He is working really hard to provide for our family and we are SOOOO greatful!!!!!  He is in the Young Mens program in our church and works with the 14 -15 year olds boys.  He loves his calling and loves the boys, I am not sure I could handle 14 year olds but he does a great job.  He is a big fan of anything outdoors.  He loves to fish, camp, and ride our 4-wheelers any time he can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working part time doing the finances for an OBGYN's office.  It has afforded me the ability to be home with my children and to have some "fun money".    I am the Secretary of the Primary (18 month - 12 year olds), in our church which keeps me pretty busy.  I love being the mother of my 3 children... they keep me running but I would not choose anything different.  They are all great kids and I feel blessed to have them.  I also have the greatest husband ever, and love being his wife!!!  I love to read, scrapbook, "computer", and spend time with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the condensed version of our family........ &lt;br /&gt;We will add pictures and more as our exciting life happens!!  Till next time! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/45743485457862044-8475285531790026617?l=devoogd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/feeds/8475285531790026617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=45743485457862044&amp;postID=8475285531790026617' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/8475285531790026617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/45743485457862044/posts/default/8475285531790026617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devoogd.blogspot.com/2008/08/here-it-is.html' title='Here it is....'/><author><name>DeVoogd...Party of Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15007765089334747815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
