<?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-4443069959991599758</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:44:36.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY FAMILY OF FOUR</title><subtitle type='html'>Jason, Katie, Reddek and Rulon</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>146</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-7982204861626195685</id><published>2011-09-14T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T22:08:47.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lots of overdue pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so behind so I am starting with Easter figure a short post and pictures for everything we have been doing!  We had an awesome Easter...we always do:)  We went to our city Easter egg hunt Reddek actually kind of got it so it was fun.  Rulon didn't get it at all he started crying when they rang the bell and everyone started running.  We went to golf with my parents and Rachel and her family that Saturday Tons of fun:)  That Sunday we went to Jason's moms for a bbq and HUGE Easter egg hunt.  The kids were so excited ... we put some money in a few eggs this year and they were stocked!  I love our families and am so glad we have so many relatives close by so we can make fun memories for our kids.  We are more than blessed just look below you will see my two cute reasons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R1QThexlwZg/TnGFgGxTZOI/AAAAAAAABS4/US-6MDqzJ7A/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R1QThexlwZg/TnGFgGxTZOI/AAAAAAAABS4/US-6MDqzJ7A/s320/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652445793946395874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H-w8oxL46Lc/TnGE0TWR2DI/AAAAAAAABSw/qw8huNE9224/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H-w8oxL46Lc/TnGE0TWR2DI/AAAAAAAABSw/qw8huNE9224/s320/025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652445041408464946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9H1PzpVDqpU/TnGEPBJMGiI/AAAAAAAABSo/SIyUVDe_-yg/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9H1PzpVDqpU/TnGEPBJMGiI/AAAAAAAABSo/SIyUVDe_-yg/s320/020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652444400866564642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-spWWByvNuPk/TnF-xm6zt0I/AAAAAAAABSg/4UKByrpD3M8/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-spWWByvNuPk/TnF-xm6zt0I/AAAAAAAABSg/4UKByrpD3M8/s320/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652438398052579138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-7982204861626195685?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/7982204861626195685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=7982204861626195685' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/7982204861626195685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/7982204861626195685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2011/09/lots-of-overdue-pictures.html' title='lots of overdue pictures'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R1QThexlwZg/TnGFgGxTZOI/AAAAAAAABS4/US-6MDqzJ7A/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-2450715021163043541</id><published>2011-08-30T12:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T12:59:56.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun</title><content type='html'>I can't believe school is starting again!  I love my summers with my boys.  I take total advantage of the time I have with just them to play play play!!!  Jason is right when he says we haven't been home much this summer...we go to swimming pools, bike rides, walks, parks and grandma's house.  I am so blessed to have summers off!  I am also blessed to have two fun, crazy, cute, energetic, and nice boys.  I am excited for Preschool to start but I will miss our lazy mornings watching cartoons and going for runs or walks...staying in pjs until 10 or 11 then swimming suits the rest of the day.  It is sad to think this is Redd's last year before Kindergarten...I am going to miss my man but this year I will enjoy watching him play and learn at preschool.  I can't find my camera to upload pictures from this summer!  but I wanted to put down my thoughts before life gets too crazy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-2450715021163043541?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/2450715021163043541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=2450715021163043541' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2450715021163043541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2450715021163043541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-fun.html' title='Summer Fun'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-1663209819126559134</id><published>2011-06-28T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T21:11:35.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mY lItTlE mAn Is GrOwInG uP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jRoKYqD03lg/TgqhmvqskeI/AAAAAAAABSY/mnKUY257cBQ/s1600/DSCN1210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jRoKYqD03lg/TgqhmvqskeI/AAAAAAAABSY/mnKUY257cBQ/s320/DSCN1210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623484771728134626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r9Rzwx6lThY/TgqeTU95vlI/AAAAAAAABSQ/4sxm2dtL_v8/s1600/DSCN1209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r9Rzwx6lThY/TgqeTU95vlI/AAAAAAAABSQ/4sxm2dtL_v8/s320/DSCN1209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623481139608534610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redd learned how to ride his bike without training wheels.  Ever since I have been a mother I have feared potty training and teaching them how to ride without training wheels well my first has them both mastered!  CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?  The cool thing is i didn't do much of anything for either one! The story...&lt;br /&gt;It was Wednesday night almost a week ago about 4:45 I was in cooking dinner Redd was outside climbing a tree or playing baseball something outside, when he comes in and says I want my training wheels off.  (we have tried this before took them off for a couple days he doesn't want to try it so I put them back on)  I was like NO WAY i have to finish dinner dad is almost home and you have your last t-ball game in two hours.  Redd not today.  My neighbor which is one of my beehives says she will help him.  Ok whatever we took them off.  She helped him once and held on the seat and so I tried and got him going and let go.  He was so good he learned so fast!  That night he could start himself stop and turn.  all within 20 mins.  Jason came home and was really surprised!  When Redd puts his mind to something he does it.  You can't push him when he isn't ready he isn't ready but when he is watch out nothing is stopping him.  I love this kid.  Now tonight almost a week later he is at the instacare with his dad!  He was turning totally wrecked and bit through his bottom lip.  DANG:(  I am sure it won't be that bad but I felt bad for the little guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e5831b9c10dcf1f7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De5831b9c10dcf1f7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331715589%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B0BFF108ACC87DC5D2CEC072889C38AABE5ADDB.34211CEE53BDED34B2A078568A5F5C5A084B3608%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De5831b9c10dcf1f7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjO5aqWgfOywo2QUQj_bZZJh19sc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De5831b9c10dcf1f7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331715589%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B0BFF108ACC87DC5D2CEC072889C38AABE5ADDB.34211CEE53BDED34B2A078568A5F5C5A084B3608%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De5831b9c10dcf1f7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjO5aqWgfOywo2QUQj_bZZJh19sc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-1663209819126559134?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/1663209819126559134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=1663209819126559134' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/1663209819126559134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/1663209819126559134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-little-man-is-growing-up.html' title='mY lItTlE mAn Is GrOwInG uP'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jRoKYqD03lg/TgqhmvqskeI/AAAAAAAABSY/mnKUY257cBQ/s72-c/DSCN1210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-5292612423185387122</id><published>2011-06-16T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T13:45:34.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~ThOuGhTs~</title><content type='html'>So life is fun and crazy as ever!  I keep waiting for the time to slow down a bit but i have come to the realization it will always be crazy busy so i just need to enjoy it:)  A day doesn't go by that I think of how lucky I am for my cute boys and Great husband...i don't know how i got so lucky but am glad i did!  Last weekend I ran my first half marathon.  For lots this isn't a big deal and it wasn't for me it wasn't very hard wasn't very sore, but lets go back about 9 years...&lt;br /&gt;In high school I HATED running...i was one that would cheat on how many laps i had ran when we were suppose to run the mile.  I just couldn't do it!  In college my worst class was PE...yes i would rather take math biology chemistry anything but PE.  THEY MADE YOU RUN 1.5 miles at the beginning of the year and then beat your time at the end.  I passed i wasn't sure i would but my hot boyfriend (jason) was in the class with me so i had to step it up:)  I started running before i got pregnant with Reddek.  Jason and I lived in West Jordan and we would go to the gym together every night (oh the days before kids)  so about every night i would run 1/2 hour and i HATED it!  I continued to run through my pregnancy and stopped hating it.  It was a time I would gather my thoughts from the day and a great stress release for me.  So to say i have ran a 1/2 marathon is CRAZY to me when i think about who i was.  I now love running if I am stressed or mad I need to go for a run it gets all my frustrations out!  I am now getting packed for Ragnar!  HOORAY:)  i ran it last year and mad some really good friends and we had so much fun.  This year I get to run it with my friends i grew up with just across the street and their spouses.  I know i am not going to get any sleep and miss all my boys like crazy but I am Super excited!!!  Jason doesn't get it he thinks it is crazy to pay money to go run crazy amounts of miles...but he is good and supports me doing it:) &lt;br /&gt;sorry boring post i have just been having these thoughts and needed to get them down somewhere before i forget!   and we need a new computer so bad...so no pictures:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-5292612423185387122?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/5292612423185387122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=5292612423185387122' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/5292612423185387122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/5292612423185387122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2011/06/thoughts.html' title='~ThOuGhTs~'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-6938837071128716160</id><published>2011-05-23T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T14:23:42.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I totally suck!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dUnucJPeLmc/TdrP5aMa59I/AAAAAAAABSE/Z7a3d-sTLx8/s1600/DSCN1153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dUnucJPeLmc/TdrP5aMa59I/AAAAAAAABSE/Z7a3d-sTLx8/s320/DSCN1153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610024871034283986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I didn't start blogging until Reddek was about 1-1/2 and now I have missed Rulon's first 1-1/2...so i am back on:)  Life has been so fun lately.  My boys play so good now, it is so fun to listen to them and watch them interact with each other.  Rulon learns a lot from Reddek.  Reddek understands Rulon the best...sometimes in the car Rulon will be fussing i will try all kinds of things to keep him quiet then Redd will say mom he just wants this and he is usually right I give Rulon that and he stops fussing.  Everyday I feel so blessed to have the best two cutest boys!!!  Rulon has been talking lately, his favorites are Thank you, Ball (of course), Bubble, Hi, Ni Night, Bye bye, cheese, uh oh, and Daddy.  He is such a fun cute boy.&lt;br /&gt;Reddek has finished his second year of Preschool!  He knows all the alphabet sounds and names, can write them all and knows all the numbers up to 30 at least and can also write them.  His birthday is in November so we still have another year of Preschool...what are we going to do?!?  He has started reading small simple books.  T-ball started again and Reddek absolutely LOVES it!  He gets excited for his games and does great.  I can hardly keep Rulon off the field he Loves balls!!!  We get to start swimming lessons soon again I am excited I know Rulon will love it and Redd might take a little bit to warm up to the water but hopefully he will enjoy it.  Reddek also did his first primary talk on Sunday.  He did a great job!  I am so proud of my boys and love them so much.&lt;br /&gt;As for Jason and I we have kept busy doing yard work the few nice days we have had.  We are also on a co-ed softball team which has been really fun!  Jason still does music in his spare time between work and he just finished his GRE test to get into his masters program!  I am training for a 1/2 marathon, Ragnar, and Epic this summer!!!  I am excited for the races and hope it helps keep me motivated to get in shape:)  I will be better at updating...because this summer I get to stay home with my boys!!!  WE are going to have an awesome summer:)&lt;br /&gt;If you have any preschoolers I am opening The Ranches Preschool in my basement next year.  I have 3 or 4 spots open so let me know if you are interested.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-6938837071128716160?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/6938837071128716160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=6938837071128716160' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/6938837071128716160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/6938837071128716160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-totally-suck.html' title='I totally suck!!!'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dUnucJPeLmc/TdrP5aMa59I/AAAAAAAABSE/Z7a3d-sTLx8/s72-c/DSCN1153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-7749574614649337518</id><published>2011-02-10T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T14:15:49.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~LiFe As We KnOw It~</title><content type='html'>wow life is good:) &lt;br /&gt;still need to update about Christmas, New years and everything in between...but i am not! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been good lately!  The cold keeps me inside slows me down and lets me spend lots of good quiet days with my boys.  The cold doesn't stop Reddek...him and his cousin are out everyday if it isn't absolutely FREEZING or snowing out there. They love getting snow clothes on and exploring in the cold with bright red noses and frozen toes.  They come in sit by the fire and drink their hot chocolate while watching a show, makes me wish i was a kid again:) Rulon stays in with me...not by his choice i am sure he would much rather be out with the boys!  He loves watching them run gets him excited.  But i think he loves the alone time with his momma too.  He is growing up so fast and we are falling even more in love with the little kid.  I try to soak up every minute I have with my boys because time is going by so fast.  I know I won't have this time forever so we try to enjoy bath time, reading time, hide-n-seek, and yes even those crazy times when i think my house is going to fall apart from all the running and screaming.  ENJOY YOUR LIFE!!!  I try and remember someone will always be prettier, someone's house will always be bigger and cleaner, someone will always be skinnier, just enjoy what you have:)  cause when i think about it i wouldn't change what i have for the world...and i am sure none of you reading this would!  wish i had photos of my cuties...just picture the cutest blond haired boys and those would be them:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-7749574614649337518?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/7749574614649337518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=7749574614649337518' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/7749574614649337518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/7749574614649337518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2011/02/life-as-we-know-it.html' title='~LiFe As We KnOw It~'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-1875245972988469229</id><published>2011-01-04T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T21:34:09.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HaPpIeSt PlAcE oN eArTh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TSQA6S2fHoI/AAAAAAAABRw/aO9SuPQV3zw/s1600/DSCN0843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TSQA6S2fHoI/AAAAAAAABRw/aO9SuPQV3zw/s320/DSCN0843.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558568841574817410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over Thanksgiving brake my whole family went to DISNEYLAND!!!  (yeah my parents rock)  It was so much fun. Above is our Thanksgiving dinner...at a Restaurant our first time probably our last.  It was nice all of us being together for a week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TSQAQWcZ28I/AAAAAAAABRo/Yfr_eKhJ2cA/s1600/DSCN0840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TSQAQWcZ28I/AAAAAAAABRo/Yfr_eKhJ2cA/s320/DSCN0840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558568120984656834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reddek and his cousin Jade looking at the Disneyland map the night before getting so EXCITED!!!  it was their first time...don't worry we broke them in Space Mountain our second ride..they were both screaming and crying!  I felt horrible, but thought he is tall enough didn't think about it being scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TSP_edVYXPI/AAAAAAAABRg/BqMHojlZlC8/s1600/DSCN0847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TSP_edVYXPI/AAAAAAAABRg/BqMHojlZlC8/s320/DSCN0847.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558567263840787698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys loved the hotel...Reddek calls it his Disneyland house! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TSP8q6VhHXI/AAAAAAAABRY/BwGVCYDJhIQ/s1600/DSCN0883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TSP8q6VhHXI/AAAAAAAABRY/BwGVCYDJhIQ/s320/DSCN0883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558564179249536370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TSP8K6zbCUI/AAAAAAAABRQ/HyVLYrzhXco/s1600/DSCN0909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TSP8K6zbCUI/AAAAAAAABRQ/HyVLYrzhXco/s320/DSCN0909.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558563629619153218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TSP7mA2gHVI/AAAAAAAABRI/uc-SGIXfRnE/s1600/DSCN0856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TSP7mA2gHVI/AAAAAAAABRI/uc-SGIXfRnE/s320/DSCN0856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558562995587521874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The new Buzz ride...the first and last ride of our trip!  One of his FAVORITE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TSP7OUFB1FI/AAAAAAAABRA/F0avg94mXpY/s1600/DSCN0839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TSP7OUFB1FI/AAAAAAAABRA/F0avg94mXpY/s320/DSCN0839.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558562588431864914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rulon did a whole lot of this...but he was really good didn't fuss at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TSP6S5O_lmI/AAAAAAAABQ4/axuhlWW9e88/s1600/DSCN0866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TSP6S5O_lmI/AAAAAAAABQ4/axuhlWW9e88/s320/DSCN0866.JPG" alt="" 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558506268605229330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reddek and Grandpa Curt getting ready for Bugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the videos they are hilarious!  never thought to record him on a ride, luckily jason did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-74c41fad89146dae" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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I went and laid down with Rulon about 10 am then woke up at 11 feeling guilty...but found jason and redd sleeping in redd's bed...so i went back and cuddled with Rulon again!  We all sleep for a good 3 hours.  It was great i love those times you get to cuddle with your little ones and they actually fall asleep by you!  Jason and I were both feeling pretty lucky, not only to get a nap in middle of the day but to cuddle by our boys!  We were eating dinner soup yummy when your throat is killing.  Reddek and I had a cute conversation...where do the kids come up with such stuff?!? &lt;br /&gt;Reddek said "mom I don't have magic eyes anymore."&lt;br /&gt;I asked "what are magic eyes" kind of laughing waiting to see what super hero has magic eyes.&lt;br /&gt;he answered "I use to could see everything now just Rulon has magic eyes."&lt;br /&gt;"What could you see?  Rulon has magic eyes now?"&lt;br /&gt;"I could see everything even Heaven and Jesus!  Now Rulon just has magic eyes."&lt;br /&gt;"Really Redd?  Are you sad you don't have magic eyes anymore?"&lt;br /&gt;"no it's ok I am big now, but Rulon will have magic eyes until he gets big"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that kid!  He makes us laugh all the time and sometimes he even makes us think.  Hope everyone has a good Thanksgiving...we will be eating Thanksgiving dinner with the Disney characters...Redd and his cousin Jade will be having the time of their lives!  We are so excited...pictures of our trip will be coming:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE FROM THE MCCAULS and HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-4554565726543918750?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/4554565726543918750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=4554565726543918750' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/4554565726543918750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/4554565726543918750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2010/11/love-little-ones.html' title='Love little ones :)'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-1281214951024480398</id><published>2010-11-17T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T20:59:50.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RuLoN's 1st BiRtHdAy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TOSyRXffDYI/AAAAAAAABQM/3qtN3VdwyCs/s1600/DSCN0829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TOSyRXffDYI/AAAAAAAABQM/3qtN3VdwyCs/s320/DSCN0829.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540749453006146946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rulon loved all his toys...but his favorite present had to be this sucker! He was done with everything else once that came out:)  thanks rach and rob!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TOSxse42T_I/AAAAAAAABQE/hJKW5tLvroQ/s1600/DSCN0818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TOSxse42T_I/AAAAAAAABQE/hJKW5tLvroQ/s320/DSCN0818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540748819336417266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rulon with Jason's mom and step dad gene...also his cousin brian that is a couple months older than him...they will be best friends:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TOSxPNL4xpI/AAAAAAAABP8/skkSAWDtdBU/s1600/DSCN0817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TOSxPNL4xpI/AAAAAAAABP8/skkSAWDtdBU/s320/DSCN0817.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540748316368225938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cute lil brother Logan and his girlfriend allie...and my parents:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TOSv7Q2l7oI/AAAAAAAABP0/pZy4DTyWMP0/s1600/DSCN0836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TOSv7Q2l7oI/AAAAAAAABP0/pZy4DTyWMP0/s320/DSCN0836.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540746874243640962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TOSur5ImoQI/AAAAAAAABPs/RojaJA5O3QA/s1600/DSCN0833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TOSur5ImoQI/AAAAAAAABPs/RojaJA5O3QA/s320/DSCN0833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540745510667067650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TOSt0x3EWsI/AAAAAAAABPk/d27r4GjK1n8/s1600/DSCN0798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TOSt0x3EWsI/AAAAAAAABPk/d27r4GjK1n8/s320/DSCN0798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540744563821664962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it has already been a year since you entered into our family!  We feel so blessed to have you...I can't say a year ago on November 5th was one of my best days.  It was scary and sad...I fell in love at first sight but that is all I got!  The nurses rushed you up to the Nicu, they said it would be for a couple hours and that went on all night finally they told us you would be up there for a while.  We didn't get to hold you your first night in your new world.  We got to go see you and you were so perfect!  We watched you lay there and get strong...we didn't get to hold you until you were 3 days old!  That is not easy for parents of a new beautiful baby...but we are so thankful to all the wonderful doctors and nurses that took care of you!  It was a long 9 days while you were in the NICU and we traveled back and forth...I am pretty sure you didn't spend anytime there alone, just at night.  But looking at you today you would never guess you had such a rough start into this world.  You are louder than most!  You cruz around like crazy!  Laugh so hard and pull some funny crazy faces:)  I feel so lucky to have you as a healthy little one year old.   We love you:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have a TON of great family...we had a family party for Redd and Ruel on Sunday after their birthdays!  Rulon got spoiled also...thanks everyone:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-1281214951024480398?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/1281214951024480398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=1281214951024480398' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/1281214951024480398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/1281214951024480398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2010/11/rulons-1st-birthday.html' title='RuLoN&apos;s 1st BiRtHdAy'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TOSyRXffDYI/AAAAAAAABQM/3qtN3VdwyCs/s72-c/DSCN0829.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-5869645517051077802</id><published>2010-11-12T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T20:27:32.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tHe BiG 4 fOr ReDdEk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TN3dBCM4-oI/AAAAAAAABPc/vYXgAZqe5xw/s1600/DSCN0782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TN3dBCM4-oI/AAAAAAAABPc/vYXgAZqe5xw/s320/DSCN0782.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538826126576122498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reddek turned 4!!!  WOW his life has went by so fast:)  4 years ago on November 2nd was one of the best days of my life.  He has grown up so much and has been excited to turn 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year we had his first "friend" birthday party!  He loved it...he was so excited for all his friends to come play and 12 crazy boys and 2 cute girls was REALLY FUN and crazy:)  I am lucky enough to have a great mom come up for the day and help me entertain the kids.  He got spoiled from all his friends and family...we are so lucky to have such great people in our life.  THANKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four years ago I became what I am... a mother (I hardly remember what I was before).  I feel bad for the oldest kid I think I learn from being his mom but he is patient with me and shows unconditional love for all of us.  He is the best friend you could ask for...always wants everyone to be happy, shares so well with everything and everyone, he listens very well and doesn't like to be in trouble so tries to do the right thing.  We love you Red and feel so lucky to be your parents:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TN3brL16tjI/AAAAAAAABPU/VUWMNlwbH_0/s1600/DSCN0794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TN3brL16tjI/AAAAAAAABPU/VUWMNlwbH_0/s320/DSCN0794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538824651695371826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOVE his face in this picture! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TN3ahh1e0oI/AAAAAAAABPM/oIFLi8ijnmU/s1600/DSCN0796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TN3ahh1e0oI/AAAAAAAABPM/oIFLi8ijnmU/s320/DSCN0796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538823386288804482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-5869645517051077802?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/5869645517051077802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=5869645517051077802' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/5869645517051077802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/5869645517051077802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2010/11/big-4-for-reddek.html' title='tHe BiG 4 fOr ReDdEk'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TN3dBCM4-oI/AAAAAAAABPc/vYXgAZqe5xw/s72-c/DSCN0782.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-7109765561445424397</id><published>2010-11-08T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T20:33:36.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the month of NOVEMBER!!!</title><content type='html'>We are not very good at spacing things out...Reddek's birthday is November 2nd on my older sisters birthday and Ruel's is NOvember 5th!  The week of their birthdays was a crazy one:)  But it turned out great.  MOnday family night, Tuesday Reddek's friend party, Wednesday Young women in excellence, Thursday SYTYCD tour!!!  Friday Ruel's birthday Saturday VT interviews and a youth temple trip...Sunday a family party for both boys!  Jason was great to help out it was a fun busy week.  Pictures and details coming from the parties!!! &lt;br /&gt;November is also our anniversary and thanksgiving!  This year we are going to Disneyland for Thanksgiving we are so excited!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-7109765561445424397?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/7109765561445424397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=7109765561445424397' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/7109765561445424397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/7109765561445424397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2010/11/oh-month-of-november.html' title='Oh the month of NOVEMBER!!!'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-1417635531268773974</id><published>2010-10-06T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T15:06:20.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~LiFe~</title><content type='html'>Well it has been about a month since my last update...a lot has been going on:)  Our schedule is more busy now that school has started.  I work every morning now and monday and wednesday afternoons.  I have been missing my boys...and I think they have been missing me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rulon is now 11 months old yesterday!  This 11 months has flown by.  Our family loves him:)  He is crawling everywhere (for a while now) and he pulls himself up to EVERYTHING!  He loves to climb the stairs...still needs to learn the safe way to go down them.  He is the BEST sleeper in the world:)  makes mom and dad very happy.  Reddek was always a good sleeper too just nervous that we weren't going to be so lucky twice in a row. I think Ruel has to be the cutest boy around.  He loves watching the older kids run around.  He lets us know when he is hungry!  He is a blessing:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reddek is loving school!  He is the smartest in his class ( I know because I am the teacher:)  he is also one of the oldest and went a little last year too so he had a head start.  He has been playing basketball with his dad lately and loves it...also corrects me when i shoot.  He is a pro at his big bike now we just need to take the training wheels off.  He is always making us laugh.  The other day we had two cousins over Collyn and Avery.  Collyn and Red were jumping from the top of the couch (i know they are crazy boys)  Avery attempted and fell and got hurt.  LUCKILY SHE WAS OK.  Red looks at me and said "mom sometimes girls just can't do what boys can do"  couldn't help but laugh.&lt;br /&gt;In class we had three wishes his was something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. wish we could fly a kite&lt;br /&gt;2. wish we could ride a choo choo train to a BIG train station.&lt;br /&gt;3. wish we could ride a rocket to Santa Claus's house.&lt;br /&gt;so funny!  3 year olds are the best...if i could freeze time i think right now would be a good time to freeze.  I love cuddling with my boys when they are tired, reading them books watching them laugh and run around like crazy!  (that is what you get with boys, always CRAZY) I don't know how many times a day I clean up toys in the living room, Red's room, my room and the tv room.  AT LEAST 10!  Some days I think it would be nice to just have the toys stay put away for a day...but I know I will miss this as they get older (at least that is what I tell myself to not go crazy)  Or i should just let them be and clean it all at the end of the night...make me less busy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-1417635531268773974?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/1417635531268773974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=1417635531268773974' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/1417635531268773974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/1417635531268773974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2010/10/life.html' title='~LiFe~'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-2469813135140191967</id><published>2010-09-08T19:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T21:26:18.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Preschool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIhTZ8nQAmI/AAAAAAAABO0/75IhK6rIiEg/s1600/DSCN0739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIhTZ8nQAmI/AAAAAAAABO0/75IhK6rIiEg/s320/DSCN0739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514749448947761762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well yesterday was Reddek's first day of Preschool!  Ruel above eating cereal...he is so cute:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIhSZfiyXkI/AAAAAAAABOk/pfGpcPh7oh0/s1600/DSCN0740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIhSZfiyXkI/AAAAAAAABOk/pfGpcPh7oh0/s320/DSCN0740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514748341632785986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Red eating his cereal...he was so excited for preschool.  He ate all his breakfast so he could grow big to show his friends at school!  Standing by the door so excited and looking so handsome!  He did great his first day made friends...told his class all about him playing baseball all summer with his dad.  I love this kid he is such a good boy listens and just loves everyone!  He told me after school that he is a good friend he doesn't hit anybody, he shares his toys, and he listens.  Good job Red.  LOVE YOU:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIhSY04NdxI/AAAAAAAABOc/s_6Qh8gdXQw/s1600/DSCN0741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIhSY04NdxI/AAAAAAAABOc/s_6Qh8gdXQw/s320/DSCN0741.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514748330179917586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-2469813135140191967?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/2469813135140191967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=2469813135140191967' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2469813135140191967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2469813135140191967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-day-of-preschool.html' title='First Day of Preschool'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIhTZ8nQAmI/AAAAAAAABO0/75IhK6rIiEg/s72-c/DSCN0739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-227461406127711264</id><published>2010-09-02T15:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T20:36:22.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WoW i Am So BeHiNd!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIBoCyeba8I/AAAAAAAABOU/5cr4hsowR-8/s1600/0830001937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIBoCyeba8I/AAAAAAAABOU/5cr4hsowR-8/s320/0830001937.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512520341019913154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer has been one of my best!  We have been busy having fun:)  We finished the summer at a bee's game...Reddek was so excited to have the bee sign his hat again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The summer began with swimming lessons. This was Red's first year, he was a little hesitant at first but ended great!  We are proud of him.  Ruel and I took a mommy and me class it was really fun. I even know how to dunk him now. &lt;br /&gt;Red is a good little swimmer but doesn't love the water on his face...little brother on the other hand is a fish.  He LOVES the water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIBndMyXmOI/AAAAAAAABOM/5G1yeum7Lug/s1600/DSCN0546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIBndMyXmOI/AAAAAAAABOM/5G1yeum7Lug/s320/DSCN0546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512519695247841506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIBlpuytDnI/AAAAAAAABOE/dGZOVloGoB0/s1600/DSCN0555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIBlpuytDnI/AAAAAAAABOE/dGZOVloGoB0/s320/DSCN0555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512517711511228018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIBk2VLK_JI/AAAAAAAABN8/P_dss3t0FRI/s1600/DSCN0556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIBk2VLK_JI/AAAAAAAABN8/P_dss3t0FRI/s320/DSCN0556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512516828461202578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIBkXAOTMqI/AAAAAAAABN0/MSXs882oty0/s1600/DSCN0557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIBkXAOTMqI/AAAAAAAABN0/MSXs882oty0/s320/DSCN0557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512516290261234338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIBj20Fc0SI/AAAAAAAABNs/GOwV3kQWdAo/s1600/DSCN0567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIBj20Fc0SI/AAAAAAAABNs/GOwV3kQWdAo/s320/DSCN0567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512515737247076642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After swimming lessons T-ball started...Red doesn't like when we call it T-ball it is baseball!  He loves baseball and he is a good little hitter and runner.  We enjoyed watching him.  He still asks if it is baseball again yet...poor kid has a while to wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIBd3qBEqrI/AAAAAAAABNk/sqvRG4DQ77E/s1600/DSCN0588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIBd3qBEqrI/AAAAAAAABNk/sqvRG4DQ77E/s320/DSCN0588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512509154654464690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIBbesw-gFI/AAAAAAAABNc/_n4T5ruEH24/s1600/DSCN0589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIBbesw-gFI/AAAAAAAABNc/_n4T5ruEH24/s320/DSCN0589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512506526872272978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIBZ64cDWBI/AAAAAAAABNU/I3t71GUuk8g/s1600/DSCN0578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIBZ64cDWBI/AAAAAAAABNU/I3t71GUuk8g/s320/DSCN0578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512504812018817042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We LOVE the 4th of July!  We go down to Manti every year and hang with Jason's family.  This year they played at the Manti park.  It is one of my favorite times during the summer, we relax have TONS of fun with family makin memories...doesn't get better than that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIBYwRCRpcI/AAAAAAAABNM/lKtfweqy-Uk/s1600/DSCN0606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIBYwRCRpcI/AAAAAAAABNM/lKtfweqy-Uk/s320/DSCN0606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512503530131400130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Couldn't you just eat his checks?!?  I LOVE HIM:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIA4MuJ6KGI/AAAAAAAABNE/FZVtx04VjPk/s1600/DSCN0607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIA4MuJ6KGI/AAAAAAAABNE/FZVtx04VjPk/s320/DSCN0607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512467735100663906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Red with his favorite part the snow cones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIAzOxYPS3I/AAAAAAAABM8/CXqvjevLbv4/s1600/DSCN0610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIAzOxYPS3I/AAAAAAAABM8/CXqvjevLbv4/s320/DSCN0610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512462272767675250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My hottie getting set up to play with his brothers and sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIAyV6LKUjI/AAAAAAAABM0/JcB-l9NR028/s1600/DSCN0614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIAyV6LKUjI/AAAAAAAABM0/JcB-l9NR028/s320/DSCN0614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512461295876198962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rulon got so scared at first from the fireworks...he was crying but daddy knows how to make him happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIAwXHIxsjI/AAAAAAAABMs/j_jYZst9200/s1600/DSCN0625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIAwXHIxsjI/AAAAAAAABMs/j_jYZst9200/s320/DSCN0625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512459117512471090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Red loves sparklers, and we love watching him enjoy life.  He gets so excited about almost everything and always brings a smile to our faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIArgqbNAOI/AAAAAAAABMk/ZlThDSM6nxU/s1600/DSCN0633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIArgqbNAOI/AAAAAAAABMk/ZlThDSM6nxU/s320/DSCN0633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512453784045682914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My boys!  LOVE Thanksgiving Point...so do I.  We have spent lots of time there this summer:) &lt;br /&gt;Love my little cowboy below! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIArBEftNwI/AAAAAAAABMc/7LRlkbR1qdo/s1600/DSCN0635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIArBEftNwI/AAAAAAAABMc/7LRlkbR1qdo/s320/DSCN0635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512453241288079106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIAplo7s7yI/AAAAAAAABMU/haEdP0XU9Eo/s1600/DSCN0638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIAplo7s7yI/AAAAAAAABMU/haEdP0XU9Eo/s320/DSCN0638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512451670521212706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They also love just hangin in our back yard.  Getting wet running around and just laughing.  I can't think of anything better to listen to than my little guys playing and laughing.  I have enjoyed my summer with my boys.  I was scared with a baby I wouldn't be able to do things but we stayed VERY busy this summer.  Weekly trips to the library, bike rides, runs, walks, and laying on the grass looking at clouds.  This summer was one of my best!  Now ready to be a little more busy but that is ok I will still make time for my FAVORITE BOYS:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIAorLoKENI/AAAAAAAABMM/SdsNWus5bYY/s1600/DSCN0644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIAorLoKENI/AAAAAAAABMM/SdsNWus5bYY/s320/DSCN0644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512450666222194898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIAn0qzcs_I/AAAAAAAABME/_8Y4rius1IQ/s1600/DSCN0646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIAn0qzcs_I/AAAAAAAABME/_8Y4rius1IQ/s320/DSCN0646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512449729698247666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIAmZrqOMGI/AAAAAAAABL8/lDEMtJkGH1o/s1600/DSCN0648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIAmZrqOMGI/AAAAAAAABL8/lDEMtJkGH1o/s320/DSCN0648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512448166559887458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Boys will be boys....only 3 years old and they want to already be the best the fastest and always want to WIN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-227461406127711264?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/227461406127711264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=227461406127711264' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/227461406127711264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/227461406127711264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2010/09/wow-i-am-so-behind.html' title='WoW i Am So BeHiNd!!!'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TIBoCyeba8I/AAAAAAAABOU/5cr4hsowR-8/s72-c/0830001937.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-7404134238336928596</id><published>2010-06-07T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T16:55:58.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ENd of YeAr PrOgRaM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TA18Y0FF_7I/AAAAAAAABKc/PohRLObyw2o/s1600/DSCN0490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TA18Y0FF_7I/AAAAAAAABKc/PohRLObyw2o/s320/DSCN0490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480173087318474674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reddek and one of his favorite cousins Avery! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TA176s2P6eI/AAAAAAAABKU/4AbUw7kjXc4/s1600/DSCN0489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TA176s2P6eI/AAAAAAAABKU/4AbUw7kjXc4/s320/DSCN0489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480172569981086178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reddek finished his first year of preschool!  He loved it and learned so much we are so proud of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-dc51221d63734c5a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddc51221d63734c5a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331715589%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3A06AE18E16BF1F2BD5A3E429FC9FF0800D2B6DD.4711AFF2D677201DA33C21B1046C1A87A3071B29%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddc51221d63734c5a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKmHmcjuN6bcUUmPA17V1_USvaPA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddc51221d63734c5a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331715589%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3A06AE18E16BF1F2BD5A3E429FC9FF0800D2B6DD.4711AFF2D677201DA33C21B1046C1A87A3071B29%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddc51221d63734c5a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKmHmcjuN6bcUUmPA17V1_USvaPA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-7404134238336928596?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/7404134238336928596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=7404134238336928596' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/7404134238336928596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/7404134238336928596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2010/06/end-of-year-program.html' title='ENd of YeAr PrOgRaM'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/TA18Y0FF_7I/AAAAAAAABKc/PohRLObyw2o/s72-c/DSCN0490.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-594989159779369805</id><published>2010-05-24T14:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T17:04:10.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOWY DAY AT THE END OF MAY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S_sSnggRouI/AAAAAAAABKM/imTHuTDn3Ks/s1600/DSCN0509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S_sSnggRouI/AAAAAAAABKM/imTHuTDn3Ks/s320/DSCN0509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474990241948476130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do we do on a SNOWY day at the end of MAY? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Build a tent hut and read books...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up to snow today yes May 24th it is snowing and sticking.  I didn't let the weather get me down  (i am working on my attitude) i thought what could we possibly do today?!?  So we built a hut ate breakfast in it, then ventured to the library to get lots of new books and spent the afternoon reading with the flashlight in the tent hut.  Reddek absolutely loved it!  Ruel is fine with whatever we got goin on so he was happy:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruel also started sitting today:)  HOORAY...happy May everyone.  Hopefully the sun will come stay SOON!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S_sRKEnMu4I/AAAAAAAABKE/kSkJMGjJPbE/s1600/DSCN0511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S_sRKEnMu4I/AAAAAAAABKE/kSkJMGjJPbE/s320/DSCN0511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474988636733488002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S_sPCPAmWpI/AAAAAAAABJ8/sBiTYhBNVxI/s1600/DSCN0507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S_sPCPAmWpI/AAAAAAAABJ8/sBiTYhBNVxI/s320/DSCN0507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474986303062170258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S_r3RdDbHjI/AAAAAAAABJ0/w-k9nr0Tmzo/s1600/DSCN0505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S_r3RdDbHjI/AAAAAAAABJ0/w-k9nr0Tmzo/s320/DSCN0505.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474960176251084338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-594989159779369805?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/594989159779369805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=594989159779369805' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/594989159779369805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/594989159779369805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2010/05/snowy-day-at-end-of-may.html' title='SNOWY DAY AT THE END OF MAY!!!'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S_sSnggRouI/AAAAAAAABKM/imTHuTDn3Ks/s72-c/DSCN0509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-3196087016133311647</id><published>2010-05-23T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T22:20:47.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 MoNtHs AlReAdY</title><content type='html'>Rulon is already 6 months old...how time flies:)  He is such a cute GOOD baby boy.  Really he doesn't fuss much at all, I AM SO LUCKY!!!  I don't know how I have managed to get good easy babies (probably because the man above knows I can't handle too much) We are so happy Ruel is happy and a healthy baby. He was 50% in height and only 20% in weight...I sounded kind of shocked when the Dr said he was only in the 20% on weight and he asked jokingly "do you expect to have big kids?"  looking at my 5' nothing frame and my 3 yr old that is probably lower than that on the charts.  So for our fam he is growing just at the right rate:)  actually big for us!&lt;br /&gt;*He loves eating his food...carrots are his favorite so far&lt;br /&gt;*Reddek and daddy make him laugh so much it is so cute to hear&lt;br /&gt;*He rolls over to get around&lt;br /&gt;*Can't sit but getting lots better&lt;br /&gt;*Sleeps so good for us during the night i love him for that:)&lt;br /&gt;*LOVES TO SUCK ON HIS TOES!  and has his thumb in his mouth most the time.&lt;br /&gt;*First word MAMA!!!  hooray redd said dada forever before he said mama...Ruel is smart says mama first made my day:) i know i know not really a word but 6 month olds don't do much exciting.&lt;br /&gt;*Loves touching the grass. &lt;br /&gt;We are so lucky to have him as one of our little ones to take care of.  He has a sweet spirit I know he is going to grow up to be someone great:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-3196087016133311647?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/3196087016133311647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=3196087016133311647' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/3196087016133311647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/3196087016133311647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2010/05/6-months-already.html' title='6 MoNtHs AlReAdY'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-6598271811052110417</id><published>2010-05-05T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T19:31:18.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~new favorites~</title><content type='html'>REDDEK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason "Red you already play t-ball...man you are getting old."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red "Dad I'm not old I'm just new."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom "Reddek it is time for bed in 5 more minutes!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red "Mom let me go check the clock."&lt;br /&gt;(this happens for the last 5 minutes of him being able to be awake)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were on our way to get the oil changed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom "Red we have to go get the car fixed then we will go to the park"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red "Mom are they going to put fast wheels on?  Like the cars passing us!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom "No we are just getting the oil changed"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red "Mom they didn't get us fast wheels...we just need a new car a blue one it will go fast!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom "Tell dad :)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Costco shopping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red "Mom all these people keep smilin at me!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-6598271811052110417?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/6598271811052110417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=6598271811052110417' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/6598271811052110417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/6598271811052110417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-favorites.html' title='~new favorites~'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-7947372401536958818</id><published>2010-04-23T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T17:02:30.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S9I0dfljU-I/AAAAAAAABJs/-7Br5E9moW8/s1600/DSCN0459.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am sitting in a quiet house...yes weird cause I have two little boys:) They are both sleeping. I love watching them sleep and be totally relaxed. I love to dream up what they will be where they will go and what they will do in life. I am so blessed to have these two cute boys! A good friend reminded me that they aren't mine only mine to borrow and whenever they are needed home they will go. I treasure each moment I have with them...really life doesn't get better than it is. I love to love on them chase them listen to them laugh watch them play and one of the best watch them sleep:) Happy Friday everyone...ENJOY YOUR KIDS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Some little things we have been up to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S9I0dfljU-I/AAAAAAAABJs/-7Br5E9moW8/s1600/DSCN0459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S9I0dfljU-I/AAAAAAAABJs/-7Br5E9moW8/s320/DSCN0459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463486979253687266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rulon being as cute as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S9IzGMnzgEI/AAAAAAAABJc/QoCs-zPJMVI/s1600/DSCN0480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S9IzGMnzgEI/AAAAAAAABJc/QoCs-zPJMVI/s320/DSCN0480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463485479514243138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S9IyZPgNOiI/AAAAAAAABJU/4rPlmjkQmww/s1600/DSCN0478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S9IyZPgNOiI/AAAAAAAABJU/4rPlmjkQmww/s320/DSCN0478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463484707193567778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Swimming in the hot tub with dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S9IxoMeeLsI/AAAAAAAABJM/1ClAB0_QsaA/s1600/DSCN0477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S9IxoMeeLsI/AAAAAAAABJM/1ClAB0_QsaA/s320/DSCN0477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463483864567393986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S9IxHkksQLI/AAAAAAAABJE/4fcQ2ceU2Z0/s1600/DSCN0452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S9IxHkksQLI/AAAAAAAABJE/4fcQ2ceU2Z0/s320/DSCN0452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463483304100249778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S9Iv8R_nCcI/AAAAAAAABI8/GuzeNj9s2ag/s1600/DSCN0449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S9Iv8R_nCcI/AAAAAAAABI8/GuzeNj9s2ag/s320/DSCN0449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463482010622691778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Riding horses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S9IvZFSQbCI/AAAAAAAABI0/JQN48DrwdwI/s1600/DSCN0420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S9IvZFSQbCI/AAAAAAAABI0/JQN48DrwdwI/s320/DSCN0420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463481405915819042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rolling over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S9IuabIAaEI/AAAAAAAABIs/Wt88v09Q9Ig/s1600/DSCN0414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S9IuabIAaEI/AAAAAAAABIs/Wt88v09Q9Ig/s320/DSCN0414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463480329446647874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crazy I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S9It3PyGPiI/AAAAAAAABIk/4MPe7g7MpJ8/s1600/DSCN0413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S9It3PyGPiI/AAAAAAAABIk/4MPe7g7MpJ8/s320/DSCN0413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463479725106544162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gotta love these cute boys:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-7947372401536958818?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/7947372401536958818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=7947372401536958818' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/7947372401536958818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/7947372401536958818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-sitting-in-quiet-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S9I0dfljU-I/AAAAAAAABJs/-7Br5E9moW8/s72-c/DSCN0459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-8861598863567414542</id><published>2010-04-07T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T20:17:12.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fUn EaStEr WeEkEnD</title><content type='html'>This Easter we had lots of fun:)  I didn't take any pictures didn't charge my batteries...so long and boring post!  seriously you don't have to read kind of like a jounal entry for my memories...just warning you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fun all started Friday April 2nd...Reddek has two special cousins that we are lucky enough to live by, and they had b-day parties on Friday.  His Favorite Friend Avery turned 4 on the 4th which was Sunday so she had a friend party Friday afternoon.  Reddek hasn't been to many friend parties but he LOVED it!  His Best Bud Collyn turned 3 on Friday the 2nd, and he had a party Friday night which Red also LOVED.  Reddek knew it was going to be a fun day...he started right when he woke up "mom can we go to the parties yet?"  it was so cute but the first party didn't even start until 2 pm...so it made for a long morning.  Finally time to go to the first party...Reddek was so excited, we let him pick out their presents (of course he got them a bat and ball, he is obsessed with baseball ) so he was so ready to give them their presents.  It was fun to watch 3 and 4 year olds play at the party.  Andria did such a great job had just enough activities and yummy cup cakes.  The kids had a blast!!!  We went home and I knew he was so tired so I made him nap before Collyn's party.  He woke up ready to party again...he headed right for sprite and pizza at Collyn's his two favorite things ( other than sugar )  It was so cute these two boys have grown up together ever since they were born.  Shannon and I have swapted babysitting while we work so literally together all day everyday like brothers!  So as Collyn was opening his presents he would pull out a toy and then the next one say "oh this is for Reddek"  it was super cute they are best buddies (of course they fight like brothers too).  We love both of these kids so much and are so lucky to be close enough to watch them grow!  I can't believe how old they are getting:(  makes me sad...but they are both so cute and I am glad we got to share their special days with them! &lt;br /&gt;Saturday we woke up bright and early to head down south to my parents...suppose to be to Manti park at 9:30am for the Easter egg hunt!  Well we didn't make it, it was snowing on our way down and left a little late but it was fine a little cold anyway to be out hunting for eggs.  We colored eggs at my parents played on the swings and slide, ate yummy yummy food and got to enjoy listening to some conference.  My mom always over does it on the delicious food so I think we gained 5 lbs while there!  In my family it is a tradition to roll eggs down a hill ( represents the rock rolling away from the tomb, i don't know if anyone else does this Jason never has ) so we went to the res. and found a nice little hill rolled eggs and just relaxed by the lake throwing rocks and chatting.  It was such a nice day to visit with my family and let the kids play.  I am so thankful for all my wonderful family and missed the ones that weren't able to be there...but it was a great day:) &lt;br /&gt;Sunday we slept in, ok with 2 kids under 4 sleeping in is like 7:30 am but we stayed in comfy clothes made flat pancakes and eggs watched conference and ate breakfast.  It was such a good uplifting conference and i love sitting in my pjs holding one of my boys and just relaxing while getting uplifted.  Reddek was so good I really feel like we didn't miss anything he just watched with us and colored we are so lucky to have a good kid:)  This was a perfect Easter day...Remembering the Savior and all the great things he did in his life for us.  I just loved it:)  Later that day Jason's mom had dinner.  It was so delish...she made roast potatoes and all the yummy sides to go with it.  3 out of the 4 brothers live in the ranches (aren't we lucky:)  and the little sister lives in AF so we all got together at his moms.  I often think of how lucky we are to be so close to family it makes life good!  It was a good time eating chatting and kids playing...life couldn't get better!  Aunt Julie was so cute and did an Easter egg hunt for all the little ones it made their day ( more candy hooray ).  This is how we spent our Easter weekend.  I don't think we could do anything better than hanging with some of our loved ones:)  HOpe EvEryOne HaD a NiCE EASTER!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-8861598863567414542?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/8861598863567414542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=8861598863567414542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/8861598863567414542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/8861598863567414542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2010/04/fun-easter-weekend.html' title='fUn EaStEr WeEkEnD'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-1546390587867052460</id><published>2010-03-28T21:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T21:41:29.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pRaYeRs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S7Ar8hoLO9I/AAAAAAAABIc/b21slaLa_pw/s1600/DSCN0318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S7Ar8hoLO9I/AAAAAAAABIc/b21slaLa_pw/s320/DSCN0318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453907467564694482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So this little guy is such a cutie!  He knows how to say a prayer...but some nights we must bribe him.  We have talked to him about prayers and that Heavenly Father will answer your prayers and you can prayer no matter where you are...if you are somewhere scared, if you need help to find something so on. He says great prayers blesses all his friends sometimes everyone he knows.  He is very reverent during his prayers.  It has been fun to see him learn and grow, but he has said some funny things in his prayers to get what he wants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"please bless daddy will lay by me"&lt;br /&gt;"please bless we can have cookies tomorrow"&lt;br /&gt;"please bless I can have some chocolate milk"&lt;br /&gt;"please bless jesus"  after that prayer he said "mom I just blessed Jesus!"  he was so excited...funny.&lt;br /&gt;one night we were playing with him and jason said red don't grow up k!  so that night in his prayer "please bless I don't grow up and bless daddy don't grow up" &lt;br /&gt;He is so fun!  He has learned how to ride his big boy bike...and won't go a day without ridding it.  If it is too cold he brings it in and rides on the wood.  He is such a joy and he is growing up too fast.  He can button his own shirts get dressed completely by himself.  He is a good example to all of us in this house.  He is always good to do what we ask.  Today after church Jason was at meetings and I had a bad head ache I was laying down with Ruel and he cleaned up all his toys...excited he came in whispered "mom does your head still hurt?  I just cleaned up my toys you want to come see?"  I love this boy!!!  I can't wait to see him and ruel run around together...but i know that will come soon enough i am enjoying them while they are little:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-1546390587867052460?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/1546390587867052460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=1546390587867052460' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/1546390587867052460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/1546390587867052460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2010/03/prayers.html' title='pRaYeRs'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S7Ar8hoLO9I/AAAAAAAABIc/b21slaLa_pw/s72-c/DSCN0318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-3970535626111850791</id><published>2010-03-16T16:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T16:12:10.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~4 months old~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S6AO1eztL1I/AAAAAAAABIU/GVx2-BCe_zA/s1600-h/0311101138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S6AO1eztL1I/AAAAAAAABIU/GVx2-BCe_zA/s320/0311101138.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449371861084090194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This cute stud is my lil man at 4 months old!  He makes life fun...well him and his older brother.  He is such a chill baby.&lt;br /&gt;loves to slobber&lt;br /&gt;loves the bath&lt;br /&gt;laughs (mostly at dad)&lt;br /&gt;loves Red's hugs and kisses&lt;br /&gt;has to be up watching the kids run around&lt;br /&gt;loves to watch the tv...he will turn his head how ever he needs to be watching the tv when its on&lt;br /&gt;makes our family complete (for the moment)&lt;br /&gt;I feel so lucky to be the mom of two great boys.  Jason and I talk often about how lucky we are to have such cute good boys.  Their spirits are such special ones.  Rulon makes me want to be a better mom everyday.  Reddek is such a good big brother loves to watch him talk to him and keep him smilin!  The McCaul's are doing good keepin busy and lovin the warm weather...Reddek LOVES baseball so we take advantage of the good weather and play ball all day and night inside or outside.  Can't wait to see Ruel as he grows...I think he will be a pretty chill kid pretty easy to please:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-3970535626111850791?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/3970535626111850791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=3970535626111850791' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/3970535626111850791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/3970535626111850791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2010/03/4-months-old.html' title='~4 months old~'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S6AO1eztL1I/AAAAAAAABIU/GVx2-BCe_zA/s72-c/0311101138.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-1347043497655461032</id><published>2010-02-17T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T14:46:36.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yOu Be ThE jUdGe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S3xvesY1jYI/AAAAAAAABIM/A9_s2msomyk/s1600-h/DSCN0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S3xvesY1jYI/AAAAAAAABIM/A9_s2msomyk/s320/DSCN0405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439345023058808194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are Ruel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S3xmTixGVXI/AAAAAAAABIE/agm_Db1ZaMU/s1600-h/DSCN0382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S3xmTixGVXI/AAAAAAAABIE/agm_Db1ZaMU/s320/DSCN0382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439334935893005682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S3xlczcA_oI/AAAAAAAABH8/Y6Lk3CrrXgM/s1600-h/DSCN0301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S3xlczcA_oI/AAAAAAAABH8/Y6Lk3CrrXgM/s320/DSCN0301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439333995475172994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S3xhiwuTmiI/AAAAAAAABH0/4ubtKMMvB44/s1600-h/DSCN0362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S3xhiwuTmiI/AAAAAAAABH0/4ubtKMMvB44/s320/DSCN0362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439329699779287586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ones below are red when he was about ruel's age...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S3xguszzYfI/AAAAAAAABHs/k2INj0apjrE/s1600-h/HPIM0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S3xguszzYfI/AAAAAAAABHs/k2INj0apjrE/s320/HPIM0051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439328805375402482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S3xf84UNO2I/AAAAAAAABHk/TPDLdL1SH8s/s1600-h/HPIM0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S3xf84UNO2I/AAAAAAAABHk/TPDLdL1SH8s/s320/HPIM0105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439327949470645090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S3xfvnrQg7I/AAAAAAAABHc/FG2FoG8CwMM/s1600-h/HPIM0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S3xfvnrQg7I/AAAAAAAABHc/FG2FoG8CwMM/s320/HPIM0090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439327721665627058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S3xfZKV01UI/AAAAAAAABHU/Jw6kg6fVqKs/s1600-h/HPIM0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S3xfZKV01UI/AAAAAAAABHU/Jw6kg6fVqKs/s320/HPIM0113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439327335833982274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S3xfKRJhTeI/AAAAAAAABHM/cPj5j1kohoo/s1600-h/HPIM0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S3xfKRJhTeI/AAAAAAAABHM/cPj5j1kohoo/s320/HPIM0111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439327079963381218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S3xcwtuyTLI/AAAAAAAABG8/qG_yZ9DvSxY/s1600-h/DSCN0353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S3xcwtuyTLI/AAAAAAAABG8/qG_yZ9DvSxY/s320/DSCN0353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439324441936022706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So do my boys look alike?  When Rulon came out we thought oh he is totally red...well now i am not sure&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-1347043497655461032?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/1347043497655461032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=1347043497655461032' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/1347043497655461032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/1347043497655461032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-be-judge.html' title='yOu Be ThE jUdGe...'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S3xvesY1jYI/AAAAAAAABIM/A9_s2msomyk/s72-c/DSCN0405.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-6030952643131696339</id><published>2010-02-15T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T13:02:35.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day has came!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S3m1armsFTI/AAAAAAAABGs/MXPf3dxdliI/s1600-h/DSCN0319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S3m1armsFTI/AAAAAAAABGs/MXPf3dxdliI/s320/DSCN0319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438577495012807986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day has come came whatever...didn't know which one sounded right.  (come on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; teachers help me out which is right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway our little guys is sleeping through the night!!!  we couldn't feel more spoiled.  he has been doing good ever since he came home from the hospital (the first time after he was born).  He would wake up to eat but was easily put back to sleep.  We can only think of 2 nights being up with him.  one night he was sick so i held him most the night so he could breath.  the other time could have been prevented.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;jason&lt;/span&gt; was being a great husband and woke up with him in middle of the night so i could have some sleep it was when he was maybe 3 weeks old.  he feed him a bottle for the first time and we think it put &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;rulon&lt;/span&gt; into shock...he wouldn't fall back asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he has been sleeping from 7:30 pm to 7:30 am for a few weeks now but i didn't want to think it was official but now i can say it is!!!  hooray:)  we thought we were lucky with red that slept through the night at about 4 - 4 1/2 months...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;rulon&lt;/span&gt; is only 3 months when he started:)  I LOVE MY BABY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ps&lt;/span&gt; he has found his thumb which could be a very bad thing...but i think that is his trick to sleeping for so long...so i will take it for a little while he is still little so it is cute:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-6030952643131696339?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/6030952643131696339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=6030952643131696339' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/6030952643131696339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/6030952643131696339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-has-came.html' title='The day has came!!!'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S3m1armsFTI/AAAAAAAABGs/MXPf3dxdliI/s72-c/DSCN0319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-4771406310812209155</id><published>2010-02-05T14:50:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T15:21:35.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 mOnThS ALREADY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S2ylDxCew-I/AAAAAAAABGc/L-NeyHhPJuc/s1600-h/DSCN0384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S2ylDxCew-I/AAAAAAAABGc/L-NeyHhPJuc/s320/DSCN0384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434900334451278818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;look at this cutie!!!  our sweet little rulon is 3 months old today.  he has been such a blessing in our lives even though it has been a rough start for the lil guy.  he is such a good baby i feel spoiled...reddek was a great baby too and i think rulon is even better if it is possible.  we love seeing his smiley face every morning.  he is sleeping really good, he has started sleeping all through the night now for the last few days hopefully it lasts.  as you can see he is so cute!  some of his favorites...&lt;br /&gt;reddek giving him kisses and hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddys voice...he smiles every time jason talks to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mommy rocking him to sleep (i know i should stop) but he will put himself to sleep most the time but at night i spoil him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laying under his toy...sometimes he is fussy and  he just wants to be laid down and left alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he smiles A LOT!  reddek was kind of a serious baby so it seems like rulon smiles a lot i am sure it is just normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he loves loves loves his bath...if he is ever fussy and i can't fix it i put him in the bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he also loves his fingers and started sucking his thumb...i don't know how i feel about his it is cute right now but might be a hard habit to break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rulon we love you so much and are so glad you are part of our family:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S2ynYvSVgoI/AAAAAAAABGk/xwI6H1jMeHc/s1600-h/DSCN0392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S2ynYvSVgoI/AAAAAAAABGk/xwI6H1jMeHc/s320/DSCN0392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434902893781418626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i just ran 3 miles in 27.53 minutes...hooray 3 months after my baby i am getting back into shape.  i don't know if i am back to my weight because we don't have a scale but i am pretty proud of my progress:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-4771406310812209155?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/4771406310812209155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=4771406310812209155' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/4771406310812209155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/4771406310812209155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2010/02/3-months-already.html' title='3 mOnThS ALREADY'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S2ylDxCew-I/AAAAAAAABGc/L-NeyHhPJuc/s72-c/DSCN0384.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-2323686937292200103</id><published>2010-01-31T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T09:22:00.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oUr LiTtLe StAy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S2cA1WiCI3I/AAAAAAAABGM/Bute1yQzeTI/s1600-h/DSCN0377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S2cA1WiCI3I/AAAAAAAABGM/Bute1yQzeTI/s320/DSCN0377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433312392027186034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is our little guy at the hospital...he got RSV  and had to stay for 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S2cALkVxNcI/AAAAAAAABGE/IqJVlXLsWIs/s1600-h/DSCN0376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S2cALkVxNcI/AAAAAAAABGE/IqJVlXLsWIs/s320/DSCN0376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433311674179335618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Red came to visit...he was so excited to see his little brother as Jason and I were talking he climbed right up so he could see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rulon&lt;/span&gt;.  I stayed with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rulon&lt;/span&gt; at the hospital and luckily we have great family around to help out with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Reddek&lt;/span&gt; while Jason worked.  It was a rough boring week for me...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Reddek&lt;/span&gt; got spoiled and got to sleep with dad every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S2b_q0o7feI/AAAAAAAABF8/1_qZSRNXEe0/s1600-h/DSCN0374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S2b_q0o7feI/AAAAAAAABF8/1_qZSRNXEe0/s320/DSCN0374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433311111618985442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S2b_Ni13I9I/AAAAAAAABF0/nwJ8m4c3GPI/s1600-h/DSCN0373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S2b_Ni13I9I/AAAAAAAABF0/nwJ8m4c3GPI/s320/DSCN0373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433310608625181650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S2Ytwpp4wRI/AAAAAAAABFs/NCyr__buj0Y/s1600-h/DSCN0371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S2Ytwpp4wRI/AAAAAAAABFs/NCyr__buj0Y/s320/DSCN0371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433080314307592466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first day we got there they had to give him an IV for antibiotics and to get him hydrated...I don't like to see them poke my baby so I went down stairs got some lunch met Jason and we went back up an hour later and they still hadn't found a good vein.  He had been poked everywhere....his head both arms were spotted.  They finally had to get the Nurse Manager to get the IV in.  He was pretty mad by the end of that and then they had to suck him out!  They stick about a foot long tub down his nose and suck out all his snot.  By the end he wouldn't even cry he was so use to it:(  poor kid.  He is doing lots better:)  Luckily we have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;aflac&lt;/span&gt; to help pay all these hospital bills....if anyone is planning on getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;prego&lt;/span&gt; you really should talk to an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Aflac&lt;/span&gt; agent...they have saved us on bills!  We are glad our family is all back to normal...these little trials help remind us to love all the small things.  We know we are so blessed and thankful for that.  Poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Rulon&lt;/span&gt; has had a rough start hopefully he can stay healthy and we can't wait for the warm weather!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-2323686937292200103?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/2323686937292200103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=2323686937292200103' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2323686937292200103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2323686937292200103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2010/01/our-little-stay.html' title='oUr LiTtLe StAy'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S2cA1WiCI3I/AAAAAAAABGM/Bute1yQzeTI/s72-c/DSCN0377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-2852992166943810291</id><published>2010-01-28T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T15:59:28.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Afternoon</title><content type='html'>Well I am trying to loose the rest of my baby fat...so i am exercising and eating more healthy.  I tried this yummy chicken salad recipe...i thought i would share. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cooked diced chicken&lt;br /&gt;add grapes and diced apples&lt;br /&gt;mix together with cottage cheese (low fat)&lt;br /&gt;add pepper to taste....&lt;br /&gt;(i didn't have apples so i just added grapes  this time and still good)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;healthy and very very tasty.  I ate it on a whole grain tortilla but looked yummy to just eat with a spoon.&lt;br /&gt;So this Thursday afternoon I am relaxing with Reddek taking a nap and cuddling on the coach with Rulon.  My house isn't all put together but I decided I deserve to relax for an afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also watched Oprah...why is everyone against Jay?  I am glad he will be back.  I like Conan also...but don't really think Jay is in the wrong going back on the tonight's show.  Share your thoughts I am really confused...can't it just go back to how it was?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-2852992166943810291?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/2852992166943810291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=2852992166943810291' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2852992166943810291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2852992166943810291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2010/01/thursday-afternoon.html' title='Thursday Afternoon'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-5156290754620334376</id><published>2010-01-18T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T18:08:41.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S1UJRmmdYHI/AAAAAAAABFk/SL0zMz_ePP8/s1600-h/xmas+09+126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S1UJRmmdYHI/AAAAAAAABFk/SL0zMz_ePP8/s320/xmas+09+126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428255123889283186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today started at about 6:30...woke up ran a couple miles started getting ready.  reddek wasn't acting sick just coughing so i was thinking he could stay home and not go to the dr with us today!  rulon had been on antibiotics for an ear infection last week so we had an appointment to make sure it was all cleared up.  well luckily i was running late didn't have time to call someone or drop red off anywhere.  we get to the dr find out my sweet reddek who has been acting happy and good has pneumonia and a double ear infection.  my little 2 month old has rsv.  WHAT?!?  i thought they just had a little cold.  we went over to the hospital for rulon to get all his snot sucked out!  we get to do this about two times a day...costing us $50 a time.  i am thankful for our dr and thankful for meds.  i hope my lil guys get better soon!  they are acting pretty good for how sick they are...rulon is sleeping through the night and red is running around like nothing is wrong.  i love these two:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-5156290754620334376?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/5156290754620334376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=5156290754620334376' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/5156290754620334376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/5156290754620334376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-day.html' title='what a day!!!'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S1UJRmmdYHI/AAAAAAAABFk/SL0zMz_ePP8/s72-c/xmas+09+126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-594856729374983649</id><published>2010-01-04T13:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T14:33:52.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S0JqcTkthQI/AAAAAAAABFM/8UZIVg8W9T8/s1600-h/xmas+09+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S0JqcTkthQI/AAAAAAAABFM/8UZIVg8W9T8/s320/xmas+09+110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423013935830631682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well we had another fun christmas at the lud's!!!&lt;br /&gt;pictures are all over the place but i am doing this with a baby in my arms so deal.&lt;br /&gt;we went down to my parents house Christmas eve...we stopped at jason's sister tammy's house first for dinner and it was yummy! &lt;br /&gt;My whole fam was able to be to my parents house it is always fun for us all to be together...started the night with treats then santa came by to give the kids their pjs...then some Christmas stories and put kids to bed. &lt;br /&gt;Reddek woke up so excited to see what santa brought him...it was fun the fist year he has really got the whole santa thing.  Him and jade had fun watching each other open their presents.  My parents always give us way too much so we had tons of gifts to open too. By the end Reddek was so sick of opening presents jason had to open his last 5 gifts.  i guess we know next year to cut down the gifts. &lt;br /&gt;after presents we had yummy christmas breakfast...then Red wanted to go sledding so my dad and logan hooked up the sled to the four-wheeler.   It was so fun Reddek loved it and loved going fast.  Jason had surgery a week before christmas so he wasn't able to enjoy the fun stuff like sledding and packing the truck and changing diapers.  But this Christmas I really enjoyed there is something about having a new little one right before the holidays...they make it special.  I love my little family and am so glad we were able to spend the holidays together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S0JpV65mscI/AAAAAAAABFE/eupY92VKnn4/s1600-h/xmas+09+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S0JpV65mscI/AAAAAAAABFE/eupY92VKnn4/s320/xmas+09+109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423012726616535490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S0Jn8ComSLI/AAAAAAAABE8/EC5xFbOGbV0/s1600-h/xmas+09+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S0Jn8ComSLI/AAAAAAAABE8/EC5xFbOGbV0/s320/xmas+09+105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423011182504462514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S0Jm3ZzZUeI/AAAAAAAABE0/GQVndivT1Tg/s1600-h/xmas+09+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S0Jm3ZzZUeI/AAAAAAAABE0/GQVndivT1Tg/s320/xmas+09+102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423010003312792034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S0Jl8-Lju_I/AAAAAAAABEs/rrX-0UQqhmI/s1600-h/xmas+09+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S0Jl8-Lju_I/AAAAAAAABEs/rrX-0UQqhmI/s320/xmas+09+099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423008999465532402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reddek loves singing and playing his guitar...he knows almost all the christmas songs and would sit down and sing them at night to us...whenever i got the video camera out he would get to shy.  He LOVES music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S0JlctyLWTI/AAAAAAAABEk/L1j0S7KVlE0/s1600-h/xmas+09+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S0JlctyLWTI/AAAAAAAABEk/L1j0S7KVlE0/s320/xmas+09+092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423008445308295474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S0Jk54L8hfI/AAAAAAAABEc/Er16uJvYDtA/s1600-h/xmas+09+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S0Jk54L8hfI/AAAAAAAABEc/Er16uJvYDtA/s320/xmas+09+067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423007846805308914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S0JkVTvDi_I/AAAAAAAABEU/x8VFMKwYDbM/s1600-h/xmas+09+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S0JkVTvDi_I/AAAAAAAABEU/x8VFMKwYDbM/s320/xmas+09+053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423007218545167346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S0JjmIkdK7I/AAAAAAAABEM/J6vLyIB0G3o/s1600-h/xmas+09+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S0JjmIkdK7I/AAAAAAAABEM/J6vLyIB0G3o/s320/xmas+09+089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423006408094067634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cute little rulon...doesn't get whats going on but he goes along for the ride and is a fun little guy to have around in our house.  He doesn't fuss much and just loves getting hugs and kisses from red.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-594856729374983649?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/594856729374983649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=594856729374983649' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/594856729374983649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/594856729374983649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-2009.html' title='Christmas 2009'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/S0JqcTkthQI/AAAAAAAABFM/8UZIVg8W9T8/s72-c/xmas+09+110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-4562392712206937305</id><published>2009-11-30T15:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T16:05:00.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love these BOYS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SxRaRY0-GoI/AAAAAAAABEE/Z_He1lhf7eg/s1600/DSCN0198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SxRaRY0-GoI/AAAAAAAABEE/Z_He1lhf7eg/s320/DSCN0198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410048307147709058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't this look like the life?!?  Rulon is the newest addition and he is such a good baby...i keep thinking everyday ok it can't be this easy he is going to be a pain...but nope he keeps being good:)  HOORAY!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SxRZmyLyjuI/AAAAAAAABD8/75NtkRyw-_0/s1600/DSCN0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SxRZmyLyjuI/AAAAAAAABD8/75NtkRyw-_0/s320/DSCN0190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410047575219932898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am lucky enough to have 3 great boys in my life...it was just Thanksgiving so I need to share how lucky and thankful I am to have them all! &lt;br /&gt;This is what we have been doing at our house lately just hanging out...nice how a newborn slows you down to relax! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SxRZNOIWr_I/AAAAAAAABD0/h4l6jHXTjnE/s1600/DSCN0186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SxRZNOIWr_I/AAAAAAAABD0/h4l6jHXTjnE/s320/DSCN0186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410047136045117426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We decided after lots of debating that we would still go to Thanksgiving even with a newborn...we were really careful, but our two little boys are SICK!!!&lt;br /&gt;I hate when my kids are sick (not only because we don't get any sleep)  I feel bad for them and wish i could take it away.  Then it makes me think how lucky we are to have a warm home for them to sleep in.  Can you imagine having a sick kid and not having a place with all the luxuries to care for them?!?  It makes me realize how much I take for granted...even just Tylenol!  When Reddek gets a fever I don't panic because I have some right in my kitchen, well what if we weren't so lucky to have some then a fever would be a big deal.  I know my boys will get better and the sleepless nights will end I just hate seeing them so tired and not able to sleep because they can't breath.  HONESTLY can't they make something that makes us unable to catch common colds?!?  I ONLY WISH:)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SxRYv-Mm_7I/AAAAAAAABDs/O-fljhRPtyk/s1600/DSCN0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SxRYv-Mm_7I/AAAAAAAABDs/O-fljhRPtyk/s320/DSCN0176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410046633551790002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well even though my boys are sick...we had a nice Thanksgiving with Jason's family!  I always love getting together with family!  I wish everyone in the world could have a great close family it is the BEST!!!  During the holidays I always think of those who don't have family and feel so bad for them...because I don't know what we would do without all of them:) &lt;br /&gt;So I am thankful for lots this season and hope I can remember and not take little things for granted.  HOPE YOU ALL HAVE A FUN HOLIDAY SEASON...because it has begun and will be over before we know it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-4562392712206937305?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/4562392712206937305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=4562392712206937305' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/4562392712206937305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/4562392712206937305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-these-boys.html' title='Love these BOYS!!!'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SxRaRY0-GoI/AAAAAAAABEE/Z_He1lhf7eg/s72-c/DSCN0198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-2254100046987225354</id><published>2009-11-23T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T14:42:07.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that make us laugh</title><content type='html'>Reddek's funny favorite sayings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can just see good with green eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to ride the alligator (elevator)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom just go out...whenever he wants to do something he shouldn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom it's making a rainbow! When we hear thunder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rulon isn't mad just getting sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But mom don't be mad...and frowns with his big green eyes...melts my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom you are little and daddy is big, I want to get big like Daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just not yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom he isn't talking for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for I am a baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just love this kid...he is such a good big brother!  But don't tell him that he doesn't want to be a brother he is just REDDEK and Rulon is his baby brother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-2254100046987225354?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/2254100046987225354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=2254100046987225354' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2254100046987225354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2254100046987225354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/11/things-that-make-us-laugh.html' title='Things that make us laugh'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-1289019040988699807</id><published>2009-11-15T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T15:57:11.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rulon Robert McCaul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SwCNysse6MI/AAAAAAAABDg/2nSkRY_o9yE/s1600/DSCN0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SwCNysse6MI/AAAAAAAABDg/2nSkRY_o9yE/s320/DSCN0131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404475454975305922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet our newest addition to the McCaul home...Rulon (after Jason Rulon) Robert (after Jason's dad and granfather) McCaul!  He was born November 5th at 1:58 pm weighing in at 7 lbs 13 ounces...20 inches long!  WOW what a big baby.  I felt bigger with this one so I had the DR measure me and compare to my measurements with Reddek at the same week and I was measuring basically the same and I weighed 1 lb less then when I delivered with Reddek so I thought he was going to be tiny like Reddek.  He was born weighing 6 lbs 4 ounces only 18 inches long. &lt;br /&gt;Well that morning we woke up about 5:30 called the hospital to see if they had a bed for me to go deliver in and they did so we showered got ready and arrived at the hopital about 7:00 am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SwCNCe8R2gI/AAAAAAAABDY/S_I1Ur0nE-g/s1600/DSCN0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SwCNCe8R2gI/AAAAAAAABDY/S_I1Ur0nE-g/s320/DSCN0063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404474626649741826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is us getting excited to meet our new little man.  I got the epidural about 10:30 am so I experienced a couple hours of labor then fell asleep.  The nurse literally had to wake me up to check me and I was completely ready so they got the Dr there and we pushed for only 15 mins.  My Dr is really good to have mom hold them right when they come out...so I was holding him while Jason cut the cord.  I then got worried...he wasn't crying.  I asked the Dr he said they were going to have someone from the NICU come take a look at him.  So they didn't even really wash him off and the Dr from the NICU said they needed to take him up there probably for an hour or two.  So they let me give him a kiss goodbye and they took my baby upstairs.  Jason went with them...a few hours later we realized it was going to be a while.  We went up to see him hooked up to this.  They call it a C-PAP not really sure but it helps their lungs open up so they can breath better.  Then they made it sound like they might have him through the night.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SwCLn7z8CNI/AAAAAAAABDI/5wwqYatXQVA/s1600-h/DSCN0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SwCLn7z8CNI/AAAAAAAABDI/5wwqYatXQVA/s320/DSCN0069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404473071031290066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jason and I should have rested why we didn't have our little man but we were a wreck.  We finally went up to him about 11:30 pm to give him a blessing.  Before that we decided we needed a name if we were going to give him a blessing...see we really do wait for the last moment.  Which he chose the one I wanted my whole pregnancy!  Rulon Robert McCaul:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SwCKx6dPOdI/AAAAAAAABDA/a5lGJEahFvk/s1600/DSCN0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SwCKx6dPOdI/AAAAAAAABDA/a5lGJEahFvk/s320/DSCN0074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404472142954707410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we go up and see him like this!  Sweet this little man will be coming with us soon.  Well he regressed and they put him on a ventilator that bascially breaths for you so his lungs could have a rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SwCJ_q627tI/AAAAAAAABC4/9gWcbCfnm-g/s1600-h/DSCN0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SwCJ_q627tI/AAAAAAAABC4/9gWcbCfnm-g/s320/DSCN0092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404471279790517970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we find out he has pneumonia so he was on an antibiotic for 7 days...this was turning into a long stay at the NICU instead of a couple hours.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SwCGxTs-kcI/AAAAAAAABCw/A0lSd3g2cak/s1600-h/DSCN0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SwCGxTs-kcI/AAAAAAAABCw/A0lSd3g2cak/s320/DSCN0103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404467734505230786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our little trooper continued to improve had to go back on cpap after the ventilator then on a little oxygen but he was getting healthier. &lt;br /&gt;That 9 days he was in the Nicu was hard...trying not to ditch Reddek but being at the hospital as much as we could.  Luckily we have great family around to help us out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SwB9bmg5SpI/AAAAAAAABCo/K0H-1Rs4JFU/s1600-h/DSCN0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SwB9bmg5SpI/AAAAAAAABCo/K0H-1Rs4JFU/s320/DSCN0120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404457465993054866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SwB86ebm8ZI/AAAAAAAABCg/cxZGYjTD__E/s1600-h/DSCN0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SwB86ebm8ZI/AAAAAAAABCg/cxZGYjTD__E/s320/DSCN0121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404456896887714194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First bath in the NICU...he loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SwB8NhiT6lI/AAAAAAAABCY/KZTtrRILQqE/s1600-h/DSCN0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SwB8NhiT6lI/AAAAAAAABCY/KZTtrRILQqE/s320/DSCN0132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404456124627020370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY getting in his car seat to go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SwB7YXh8zRI/AAAAAAAABCQ/t3dkejNKVdw/s1600-h/DSCN0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SwB7YXh8zRI/AAAAAAAABCQ/t3dkejNKVdw/s320/DSCN0139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404455211408084242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my cute boys I get to see everyday:)  I am so glad to all be together.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone for their help...our little guy is doing much better he didn't even have to come home on oxygen.  Now the sleepless nights start!!!  But he is worth it we love him so much and so does his big brother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-1289019040988699807?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/1289019040988699807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=1289019040988699807' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/1289019040988699807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/1289019040988699807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/11/rulon-robert-mccaul.html' title='Rulon Robert McCaul'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SwCNysse6MI/AAAAAAAABDg/2nSkRY_o9yE/s72-c/DSCN0131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-6143023823176938500</id><published>2009-11-03T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T16:50:14.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HALLOWEEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SvDORrf9X_I/AAAAAAAABCI/yARco-yPt5k/s1600-h/DSCN0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SvDORrf9X_I/AAAAAAAABCI/yARco-yPt5k/s320/DSCN0017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400042756347092978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy Dad and Reddek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Halloween Reddek was Spiderman...and the rule was you had to call him Spiderman not Reddek! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SvDNidA-GhI/AAAAAAAABCA/gDZ1YsYLtIc/s1600-h/DSCN0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SvDNidA-GhI/AAAAAAAABCA/gDZ1YsYLtIc/s320/DSCN0013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400041945005169170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fat Mom and Spiderman!!!  I love that kid:) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SvDIqKw4XGI/AAAAAAAABBg/KFqkif-XmKg/s1600-h/DSCN0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SvDIqKw4XGI/AAAAAAAABBg/KFqkif-XmKg/s320/DSCN0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400036579986660450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all went to Joe and Andria's for a fun party!  They made yummy dinner...then we took the kids trick or treating.  Jason and Joe stayed back to hand out candy!  As we were trick or treating we heard about this scary house...well we get back and it is their house!  Jason and Joe had set up to scare people.  It was a real fun Halloween!  The kids liked watching people get scared more than trick or treating.  Jason and I were not festive this year so we didn't dress up. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SvDKsMsgs7I/AAAAAAAABBo/iK-mJrQb3DM/s1600-h/DSCN0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SvDKsMsgs7I/AAAAAAAABBo/iK-mJrQb3DM/s320/DSCN0009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400038813888197554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batman(Collyn), Spiderman(Reddek) and a fairy Princess (Avery)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SvDMDpxKixI/AAAAAAAABBw/R5iReBLLfR8/s1600-h/DSCN0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SvDMDpxKixI/AAAAAAAABBw/R5iReBLLfR8/s320/DSCN0007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400040316340964114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sydney as Snow White...and little Audrey.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SvDM4x9TveI/AAAAAAAABB4/7Miml3_N1nI/s1600-h/DSCN0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SvDM4x9TveI/AAAAAAAABB4/7Miml3_N1nI/s320/DSCN0010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400041229072448994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiderman and Batman fighting The Devil (Parris)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-6143023823176938500?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/6143023823176938500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=6143023823176938500' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/6143023823176938500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/6143023823176938500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html' title='HALLOWEEN'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SvDORrf9X_I/AAAAAAAABCI/yARco-yPt5k/s72-c/DSCN0017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-3045275283882227003</id><published>2009-10-26T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:55:08.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>1. Favorite season:Fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Favorite physical feature: Right now my big fat belly! lol notta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Color your hair regularly? Yes I hope to have it done before the new baby comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Top item on your wish list: To loose 40 lbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Favorite way to 'scent' your house: ScEnTsY cAnDlEs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What are you eating for dinner tonight? We ate chicken potato salad green beans rolls and grapes...pretty boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Are your toenails painted? YeS! My sis me and mom went for a pedicure not too long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. One thing you splurge on even if $ is tight: PePsI!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Post the most recent photo of you ...Well our camera is still broken and we are going to buy one before Halloween, Red's birthday and new baby!  SO for now I really don't have one:)  Its not just cause i'm huge and pregnant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-3045275283882227003?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/3045275283882227003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=3045275283882227003' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/3045275283882227003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/3045275283882227003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/10/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-4612439393813543766</id><published>2009-10-15T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T08:15:25.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Training :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Stc8cLoAEhI/AAAAAAAABBY/geuRt0hP8Ag/s1600-h/Copy+of+shower+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Stc8cLoAEhI/AAAAAAAABBY/geuRt0hP8Ag/s320/Copy+of+shower+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392845533654028818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red is growing up so fast...and so good!&lt;br /&gt;Jason has been telling me its time to potty train for a long time...me pregnant kind of unmotivated asked Red if he wanted to wear underwear he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;crys&lt;/span&gt; and says no.  I take that as he isn't ready.  Well last Saturday Jason was home put underwear on him I was in the garage painting I come in Red tells me he has to go potty...what?!?  He did it! WOW so easy for me...the rest of the day no accidents.  He has done really well.  He has had about 4 accidents in 5 days.  I am so proud of him.  Thanks to Jason for starting it.  I was determined I would have the other baby before I even started trying.  He has a sticker chart and loves putting a sticker on it each time he goes potty.  He has also woke up dry each morning!  The first thing he yells in the morning "MOM get me out I have to go Pee!"  So we are proud of our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; guy and it makes me a little sad he is getting so big.  ALMOST 3!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Reddek&lt;/span&gt; makes life fun...we are scared for the new baby because we have had it so easy with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Reddek&lt;/span&gt;.  We have slept through the night since he was 3-4 months old.  He is so easy going doesn't really care what we do he is content sitting down by his mom and dad to watch a movie.  (it is usually one we pick out and he watches the whole thing with us)  We have been working on his new room so the next thing will be the big boy bed!  I hope he goes to sleep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; in it...kind of scared!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-4612439393813543766?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/4612439393813543766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=4612439393813543766' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/4612439393813543766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/4612439393813543766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/10/potty-training.html' title='Potty Training :)'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Stc8cLoAEhI/AAAAAAAABBY/geuRt0hP8Ag/s72-c/Copy+of+shower+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-2241404772142143440</id><published>2009-10-08T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T16:17:56.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ummmm...</title><content type='html'>Well it is pretty boring without a camera to blog...but I feel like I am forgetting so much so here is a long post without pictures.  Things going on lately...&lt;br /&gt;Jason had his birthday on Sept. 30th he turned the big 26!!!  We are not in our early twenties anymore:(  I am so lucky to have married this guy.  If you know him you know what I am talking about.  He helps me stay down to earth not stress about the little things and makes me smile even when I am SO mad.  He is the best dad in the world.  I hope Reddek turns out just like him (really not me please turn out like your dad)  He puts up with my little projects and gets them done for me (even if it is on his time schedule not mine)  He helps me want and try to be a better person...what else could you ask for:)  Happy late birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reddek has been loving school!  I am glad:)  His personality is coming out even more...not so shy anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still pregnant...just about a month to go!  We are trying to get things done before the baby comes...even though Jason reminds me if we don't get them all done the new baby sure isn't going to care.  Reddek is excited for his lil brother to come.  He is all ready to share his toys(for now we will see when the baby can actually play) he talks about his baby brother daily.  I can't wait for those two to be best buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall is my FAVORITE time of year.  You get to cover up in jackets sweaters and drink hot chocolate.  I love the sound made from walking on leaves, kids coming home from school and love how the trees are so colorful.  I can't wait until our trees have enough leaves for Red to jump in.  I could eat soup everyday.  I love fall decorations.  I also love the word Autumn but nobody uses it anymore. &lt;br /&gt;Not too much going on but need to update about something.&lt;br /&gt;Our little family is enjoying life right now we know we are so blessed and try to be thankful for all the good times we have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-2241404772142143440?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/2241404772142143440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=2241404772142143440' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2241404772142143440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2241404772142143440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/10/ummmm.html' title='Ummmm...'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-1710173080671572633</id><published>2009-09-09T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T09:07:16.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red's 1st day of Preschool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SqfR7gQYh3I/AAAAAAAABAw/Nk-zAo_arZU/s1600-h/0908090851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SqfR7gQYh3I/AAAAAAAABAw/Nk-zAo_arZU/s320/0908090851.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379499100118484850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reddek started preschool yesterday and I never though this day would come. . . they grow up way too fast!  He was so excited his class didn't start until 12:30 and he was up and ready to go first thing in the morning.  He did good in class and made lots of new friends.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SqfSCWcX0aI/AAAAAAAABA4/dBoVrsrhsuI/s1600-h/0908090851a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SqfSCWcX0aI/AAAAAAAABA4/dBoVrsrhsuI/s320/0908090851a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379499217743499682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SqfSKs_UnbI/AAAAAAAABBA/YQQzWdamjV4/s1600-h/0908090852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SqfSKs_UnbI/AAAAAAAABBA/YQQzWdamjV4/s320/0908090852.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379499361234623922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this kid and am so happy he is healthy happy boy:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the pregnancy I am 7 months have 2 more to go!!!  We are excited still need to set up Reddek's new room and the baby's room but other than that ready for him to come.  Reddek wants his lil brother out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-1710173080671572633?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/1710173080671572633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=1710173080671572633' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/1710173080671572633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/1710173080671572633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/09/reds-1st-day-of-preschool.html' title='Red&apos;s 1st day of Preschool'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SqfR7gQYh3I/AAAAAAAABAw/Nk-zAo_arZU/s72-c/0908090851.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-349847394479991742</id><published>2009-08-20T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T08:16:59.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What FUN is</title><content type='html'>Last weekend we had so much fun!  My family came up to our house for a bbq Friday.  Jason made us some Yummy salmon and steak.  I have still been craving it.  We were celebrating Logan (my little brother) Mine and my mom's birthdays since they are within days of each other.  We had some yummy ice cream cake.  Then Jason took off while we put the kiddos to bed.  He returned with ROCK BAND!  So we all stayed up all night playing rock band...my parents have never played it was fun to see them get into it.  My dad rocked at the COUNTRY one, and he actually sang ok to the rock songs just put a country twain on them. &lt;br /&gt;We woke up to the sound of Wind and rain...not so good, we were planning to go to LAGOON!  We waited and left about 11 and when we got there the weather was perfect. &lt;br /&gt;Me being 6 months pregnant didn't get to do much...but it was so fun to watch Jade and Reddek on the rides.  Kids are the best!  They had fun and liked the FAST rides the best.  Thanks for the great weekend MOM AND DAD:)&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was my real birthday so Jason being the great husband he is.  Made me my favorite meatloaf Sunday for dinner and had invited people over for cake and ice cream.  Thanks everyone for the birthday gifts and coming to hang out!  WE REALLY HAVE THE BEST FAMILY AND FRIENDS AROUND. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry no pictures(camera still broke)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-349847394479991742?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/349847394479991742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=349847394479991742' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/349847394479991742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/349847394479991742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-fun-is.html' title='What FUN is'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-7114131534086828706</id><published>2009-08-13T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T10:56:01.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sUmMeR fUn!!!</title><content type='html'>Well this summer has been filled with fun adventures!  Which I had all on my camera and was so going to do each post...I had about a million:)  We are always doing fun stuff just not always so good at updating or moving pictures onto the computer.  Well on one of our adventures Jason forgot the camera was in his pocket and walked into the water to get on the jet ski.  Yes totally destroyed my camera and yes the memory card!  Argh...but it kind of takes the stress off of updating all of our exciting activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our fun trips is going to Park City with Jason's family.  We stayed in a nice condo with Shannon and Parris.  Collyn and Reddek had tons of fun!  These two boys are my favorite:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SoRPzCmnGaI/AAAAAAAABAQ/BNqWQU97o3E/s1600-h/DSC01334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SoRPzCmnGaI/AAAAAAAABAQ/BNqWQU97o3E/s320/DSC01334.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369504394023213474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In case you are wondering where they get their weirdness from...see below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SoRP93XOHrI/AAAAAAAABAY/m57z54CmBZI/s1600-h/DSC01336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SoRP93XOHrI/AAAAAAAABAY/m57z54CmBZI/s320/DSC01336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369504579984432818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SoRRKYhQDzI/AAAAAAAABAg/yfe86H1Nfzo/s1600-h/DSC01311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SoRRKYhQDzI/AAAAAAAABAg/yfe86H1Nfzo/s320/DSC01311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369505894554930994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I stole these pictures  from Shannon's blog so there aren't many of us at the beach.  Teresa, Shannon, and I went out tanning on the tube and got way too far out there so we got rescued by Teresa's hubby Jay.  After a boat of guys offered to let us go with them!  lol  so we are old and prego but still go it! totally kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reddek loved going on the jet ski...and played on the beach with Collyn.  Collyn loved the water and Red was just fine sitting on his chair on the beach. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SoRR-eve2hI/AAAAAAAABAo/5BOZC7reeYg/s1600-h/DSC01315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SoRR-eve2hI/AAAAAAAABAo/5BOZC7reeYg/s320/DSC01315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369506789578430994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being 6 months pregnant I wasn't too excited for a vacation just hanging out at the beach in a swimming suit but sure glad I went.  It was so fun!  I even rode the jet ski...didn't check with the Dr but it didn't hurt so I think I am ok;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for you asking for belly pictures...no way!  I don't take pictures pregnant.  I hate to see myself prego.  With Reddek I think my mom is the only one who has a picture of me pregnant and  I HATE IT!  So i will think aobut it because people say your kids will want to see when they were in your tummy, I never cared and I am not sure my kids will so we will see.  For those that live by can testify that I have a big belly fat checks and chubby everywhere!  Lets just say I am glad I have him in the winter so I can wear sweats and stuff until I have gotten back into shape...see I plan this well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-7114131534086828706?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/7114131534086828706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=7114131534086828706' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/7114131534086828706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/7114131534086828706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer-fun.html' title='sUmMeR fUn!!!'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SoRPzCmnGaI/AAAAAAAABAQ/BNqWQU97o3E/s72-c/DSC01334.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-3539440742208199336</id><published>2009-07-09T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T09:01:35.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DATE LAST NIGHT</title><content type='html'>Reddek took me to the Oquirrh Mountain Temple open house for a little mommy son date...we actually went with the Young Women but Reddek wanted to go to the temple and Jason was busy so I took my cute date along.  He was so good and loved the temple.  He kept saying mom those girls need to be quiet.  He really was one of the most reverent ones there.  After the temple you can go to the tents and have refreshments(cookies and water)  Reddek said after when he was talking about his trip to the temple that Jesus gave us cookies and water...pretty cute.  He knows whos house it is.  Our cute neighbor Sadie passed away so Jason explained that she went to live with Jesus.  We drove by the Manti temple over the 4th weekend and Reddek said mom look Sadie and Jesus' house.  It was so cute.  Sorry more pics and posts coming I just have to write down these cute little things as they happen or I will forget.  He is getting excited for his little brother.  Wants to show him how to play EVERYTHING(poor kid is going to have to wait a couple years)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-3539440742208199336?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/3539440742208199336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=3539440742208199336' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/3539440742208199336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/3539440742208199336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/07/date-last-night.html' title='DATE LAST NIGHT'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-4476316707675555953</id><published>2009-06-25T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T21:35:54.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~PRAYERS ~</title><content type='html'>Today a sweet little girl in our ward &lt;a href="http://sadiehuish.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sadie Huish &lt;/a&gt;passed away because of a terrible brain tumor.  This family is so amazing and have been an example to me and all around them along with strangers through her blog.  Sadie is such a great example of strength and faith. Please keep the Huishs a sweet family in your thoughts and prayers as they struggle through their loss.&lt;br /&gt;(You can click on her name to read her story)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hug your kids longer today and treasure each moment you have with them :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-4476316707675555953?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/4476316707675555953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=4476316707675555953' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/4476316707675555953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/4476316707675555953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/06/prayers.html' title='~PRAYERS ~'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-7087765262015257350</id><published>2009-06-22T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T19:12:14.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rEsUlTs  : )</title><content type='html'>Well today we went to our ultrasound and found out we are having another BOY!!!  We are so excited.  Reddek is excited to have a little brother he wants to show him how to put on his mit and hit the ball high to the sky!  I have a name I love but Jason is still deciding so if you have any cute ideas let us know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-7087765262015257350?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/7087765262015257350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=7087765262015257350' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/7087765262015257350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/7087765262015257350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/06/results.html' title='rEsUlTs  : )'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-2776450706776075882</id><published>2009-06-10T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T13:47:20.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So Reddek just told me he has a frog in his throat!  Where do kids come up with this stuff...he really does sound like it!  Still of course happy and running around :) I have enjoyed my day off, but really haven't accomplished much as you can see  i am on my blog...better go get to work! ! !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-2776450706776075882?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/2776450706776075882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=2776450706776075882' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2776450706776075882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2776450706776075882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-reddek-just-told-me-he-has-frog-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-6903374718821435847</id><published>2009-06-09T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T21:18:57.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Friend's Wedding</title><content type='html'>One of my best friends from high school got married over the weekend.  It was so fun to see her and run into a couple other friends.  Congrats Jill and I am so happy I was able to share that special day with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Si8z_gttgvI/AAAAAAAABAI/3640vIBln4k/s1600-h/Moms+camera+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Si8z_gttgvI/AAAAAAAABAI/3640vIBln4k/s320/Moms+camera+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345548448918504178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Jill and Tamber ( Lindsey was there also but left before we got pictures )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-6903374718821435847?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/6903374718821435847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=6903374718821435847' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/6903374718821435847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/6903374718821435847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-friends-wedding.html' title='My Friend&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Si8z_gttgvI/AAAAAAAABAI/3640vIBln4k/s72-c/Moms+camera+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-4950784883851664524</id><published>2009-06-09T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T21:11:12.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday DAD!!!</title><content type='html'>Two cute boys ready for the ZOO!!! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Si8vJqMprnI/AAAAAAAAA_A/WiApad6JR8s/s1600-h/Moms+camera+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Si8vJqMprnI/AAAAAAAAA_A/WiApad6JR8s/s320/Moms+camera+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345543125704748658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my Dad's birthday last Tuesday so him and my mom came up to spend the day with us and their grand kids.  We went to the zoo! (I am sure it was my moms choice I don't think my dad likes the zoo)  I haven't been to the zoo for a long time and it was fun!  We chose a nice day not too hot or cold and the zoo wasn't busy either.  Jade kept looking for the "three bears" from Goldie locks and the three bears.  Reddek kept looking for "Alex" from Madagascar.  The kids were fun to watch to see all the animals.  We went to the bird show and it was so cool!  The birds would fly right over us and Jade and Reddek LOVED it!  Collyn on the other hand was so scared he was crying so my mom took him out so he didn't disturb the show.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Si8wMDy-VzI/AAAAAAAAA_g/9O23FiiJU3Q/s1600-h/Moms+camera+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Si8wMDy-VzI/AAAAAAAAA_g/9O23FiiJU3Q/s320/Moms+camera+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345544266447738674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think all the kids liked the Giraffe...he was showing off and showing us his tongue it is HUGE!!! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Si8v6Z5P7YI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/UEf6xfUEda8/s1600-h/Moms+camera+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Si8v6Z5P7YI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/UEf6xfUEda8/s320/Moms+camera+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345543963141991810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Red and I found  "Marty" from Madagascar...but no Alex! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Si8vpUgzZ2I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/1pjbE0XWM1s/s1600-h/Moms+camera+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Si8vpUgzZ2I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/1pjbE0XWM1s/s320/Moms+camera+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345543669639505762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jade hates her picture taken, but she finally found the three bears :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Si8wpABvbnI/AAAAAAAAA_o/XWXSuqxOFLA/s1600-h/Moms+camera+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Si8wpABvbnI/AAAAAAAAA_o/XWXSuqxOFLA/s320/Moms+camera+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345544763652140658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Si8vXDstJ4I/AAAAAAAAA_I/9_pZM0ybedk/s1600-h/Moms+camera+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Si8vXDstJ4I/AAAAAAAAA_I/9_pZM0ybedk/s320/Moms+camera+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345543355888379778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They really had fun just didn't like to stop for their picture:(&lt;br /&gt;After the zoo we all went to my house met up with Jason and Rob and had a nice big BBQ for my dad's birthday!  We had SO much food and it was all so delicious.  We played games ate cake and I think it ended up being a good birthday for my dad! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Si8xOIv0tUI/AAAAAAAAA_w/4pdCToxwzNI/s1600-h/Moms+camera+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Si8xOIv0tUI/AAAAAAAAA_w/4pdCToxwzNI/s320/Moms+camera+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345545401648067906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids of course helped Grandpa blow out the candles!&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday DAD!!!  I am so blessed to have such a great dad, he is really the greatest.  He calls about everyday just to check up on us, is always there when we need him, is willing to serve anyone, he loves his family and does anything for any of us!  I LOVE YOU DAD...hope you had a great day.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Si8xuJi8qRI/AAAAAAAABAA/ZpJVkymSH2w/s1600-h/Moms+camera+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Si8xuJi8qRI/AAAAAAAABAA/ZpJVkymSH2w/s320/Moms+camera+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345545951618312466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-4950784883851664524?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/4950784883851664524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=4950784883851664524' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/4950784883851664524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/4950784883851664524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-dad.html' title='Happy Birthday DAD!!!'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Si8vJqMprnI/AAAAAAAAA_A/WiApad6JR8s/s72-c/Moms+camera+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-1576608569126078216</id><published>2009-06-09T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T20:53:26.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Logan's Graduation</title><content type='html'>We went to Manti for Memorial weekend...Logan (my youngest brother) graduated!  It was fun my sister and I took the kids down Thursday so we could go to seminary graduation.  The kids did pretty good it was LONG for two two year olds.  I am proud of Logan...I didn't get any pictures of that night, but it was nice.  Then my parents are so nice and let Rachel and I go out for a girls night while they watched the kids and put them to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Friday we took the kids swimming(again no pictures) then met up with our hubbies at the high school graduation.  It was again long but nice.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Si8t35TVtaI/AAAAAAAAA-4/CZrc-tHHnXU/s1600-h/Moms+camera+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Si8t35TVtaI/AAAAAAAAA-4/CZrc-tHHnXU/s320/Moms+camera+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345541721010058658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Logan and his two sisters.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Si8th2U_EsI/AAAAAAAAA-w/YUsvqwB1JAM/s1600-h/Moms+camera+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Si8th2U_EsI/AAAAAAAAA-w/YUsvqwB1JAM/s320/Moms+camera+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345541342254535362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Logan and his proud parents : )&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Si8tYQ2VW3I/AAAAAAAAA-o/9TAQPveq-UI/s1600-h/Moms+camera+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Si8tYQ2VW3I/AAAAAAAAA-o/9TAQPveq-UI/s320/Moms+camera+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345541177575037810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little brother and his&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; little&lt;/span&gt; sister (me)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-1576608569126078216?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/1576608569126078216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=1576608569126078216' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/1576608569126078216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/1576608569126078216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/06/logans-graduation.html' title='Logan&apos;s Graduation'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Si8t35TVtaI/AAAAAAAAA-4/CZrc-tHHnXU/s72-c/Moms+camera+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-1793813597076226740</id><published>2009-06-05T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T14:33:29.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mY cUtE bOy</title><content type='html'>I usually leave for work way before Jason and Reddek even think of waking up!  Like 5:30 - 6:00...well today was a little different.  I had to work all day today because most of our office was out on vacation.  So I got to sleep in a little and actually see my boys before I left.  Reddek came into my room while I was putting my shoes on...our conversation went like this:&lt;br /&gt;"mom you goin to work, and I'm going to Shannon's?"&lt;br /&gt;"yep mommy has to go to work."&lt;br /&gt;"Reddek does it make you sad when mommy goes to work?"&lt;br /&gt;"no mommy its ok don't be sad. I play at Shannon's"&lt;br /&gt;"ok see ya mommy."&lt;br /&gt;"Reddek don't you want a banana?"&lt;br /&gt;"no don't worry my daddy gets it. ok bye mom!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple converstation but it made me realize how cute my boy is!!!  He is getting so big and understands everything going on.  I am also so thankful he has somewhere to go while I work that he likes and has fun at Shannon's.  Every day I pick him up he tells me he had fun!  We only have to leave him a few hours which is nice.&lt;br /&gt;Kids are the BEST!!!  He give big tight hugs and kisses...he rarley says I love you, but when we say it to him he signs it back.  We are very blessed to have this little guy in our family!  I can't wait to have another!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-1793813597076226740?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/1793813597076226740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=1793813597076226740' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/1793813597076226740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/1793813597076226740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-cute-boy.html' title='mY cUtE bOy'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-3586523733257173202</id><published>2009-05-27T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T20:37:25.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO?!?</title><content type='html'>So I haven't posted for almost a month!!!  That is so not like me...we have been busy around the McCaul house. &lt;br /&gt;My littlest brother graduated!  Yes I am old now:(&lt;br /&gt;We finally finished (well almost) our backyard!  And it looks so good:)  pictures to come soon&lt;br /&gt;I have ran into old friends and wish I had pictures:(&lt;br /&gt;We went south for the long weekend:)&lt;br /&gt;I planted my front yard! &lt;br /&gt;um I guess we haven't done too much...but it feels like we have&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait I had a wonderful mother's day:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to get my pictures uploaded so I can do an intresting post with pictures and all.  Jason really worked hard on our backyard and it was so worth it!  Thanks to many neighbors and Jason's brothers for helping so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We soon find out what sex our little one is!!! In your comment vote what you think I am having :)  I think it is a boy but I am usually not right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-3586523733257173202?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/3586523733257173202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=3586523733257173202' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/3586523733257173202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/3586523733257173202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello.html' title='HELLO?!?'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-7460303441025800289</id><published>2009-05-02T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T15:35:38.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NeWs:)</title><content type='html'>Well I didn't know how many would notice the change of my header so I will post about it.  It might still be early, but we are adding to our family!  Thats right another cute little McCaul will be entering the world around November 10th!  We are so excited and Reddek is so sure it is a little brother but we will see...I am not too far along but too excited to keep it in any longer:) Reddek will be 3 about a week before our other little one is born...so if you notice I am getting fatter I am!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-7460303441025800289?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/7460303441025800289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=7460303441025800289' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/7460303441025800289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/7460303441025800289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/05/news.html' title='NeWs:)'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-2684519812741875229</id><published>2009-04-28T18:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T19:15:50.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>eAsTeR wEeKeNd!!!</title><content type='html'>We had a fun Easter weekend...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sfe0ZXFH19I/AAAAAAAAA9c/AY0zUiaH-6c/s1600-h/HPIM1503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sfe0ZXFH19I/AAAAAAAAA9c/AY0zUiaH-6c/s320/HPIM1503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329927031801501650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SfezxNCsFQI/AAAAAAAAA9U/oQzvvFBHD7o/s1600-h/HPIM1504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SfezxNCsFQI/AAAAAAAAA9U/oQzvvFBHD7o/s320/HPIM1504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329926341912171778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Started with coloring eggs at Grandma and Grandpa Lud's house wtih one of Red's favorite cousins Jade!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sfe05v_mLGI/AAAAAAAAA9k/b1gz0JGjb0U/s1600-h/HPIM1506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sfe05v_mLGI/AAAAAAAAA9k/b1gz0JGjb0U/s320/HPIM1506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329927588245023842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Grandpa hid all the eggs for them to find!  They loved that part.  Then Jade and Red needed to hide the eggs, but they ended up putting them all in one spot and when we went in to find them they showed us where to look:)  They were so much fun...I love this age!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on Saturday we hung out with his other cousins...started at the park for the egg hunt (actually race!)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sfe2NS1CP4I/AAAAAAAAA9s/h4T5b97dYzI/s1600-h/DSC04055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sfe2NS1CP4I/AAAAAAAAA9s/h4T5b97dYzI/s320/DSC04055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329929023525109634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sfe2bVL28OI/AAAAAAAAA90/MGYGCUj4P3g/s1600-h/DSC04056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sfe2bVL28OI/AAAAAAAAA90/MGYGCUj4P3g/s320/DSC04056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329929264675877090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sfe2k7AMD4I/AAAAAAAAA98/g10VH8kIk9g/s1600-h/DSC04058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sfe2k7AMD4I/AAAAAAAAA98/g10VH8kIk9g/s320/DSC04058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329929429446299522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids waiting!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sfe3BB0XnzI/AAAAAAAAA-M/7rcP2xpL5E4/s1600-h/DSC04067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sfe3BB0XnzI/AAAAAAAAA-M/7rcP2xpL5E4/s320/DSC04067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329929912312110898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sfe2ujcMPHI/AAAAAAAAA-E/2c5V5usnh1I/s1600-h/DSC04066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sfe2ujcMPHI/AAAAAAAAA-E/2c5V5usnh1I/s320/DSC04066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329929594919992434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then started the activities at our house decorating cookies(mostly eating cookies:)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sfe3LmI3TQI/AAAAAAAAA-U/kQ2e3Q7QGG4/s1600-h/DSC04071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sfe3LmI3TQI/AAAAAAAAA-U/kQ2e3Q7QGG4/s320/DSC04071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329930093860441346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we went to Parris and Shannon's to brake the pinata!  The kids loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended at Joe and Andria's for an egg hunt!  I didn't have my camera all day so I stole Andria's and there weren't any pictures of the egg hunt...but you should have seen how many eggs they had!!!  Each kid had a bucket full easy...and they all had yummy treats even bubbles and balls.  Reddek loved the whole day thanks so much for helping us make fun memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we went to Jason's moms for a BBQ...it was so yummy and a nice day so we spent it playing ball racing and eating lots of yummy food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love easter time remembering the savior.  Reddek learned a lot this easter he came home from church and told me Jesus died and went in a cave and then came back.  It is so fun to have little ones and watch them learn and grow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-2684519812741875229?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/2684519812741875229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=2684519812741875229' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2684519812741875229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2684519812741875229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-weekend.html' title='eAsTeR wEeKeNd!!!'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sfe0ZXFH19I/AAAAAAAAA9c/AY0zUiaH-6c/s72-c/HPIM1503.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-568930208707187453</id><published>2009-04-18T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T15:00:17.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>** Fun Trip To St. George**</title><content type='html'>Conference weekend us and Joe and Andria's fam decided to go to St. George!!!  Actually the guys decided and kind of sprung it on us.  We were so excited and LOVE when they suprise us:)  It was so nice to get to warm weather and  be able to play outside!&lt;br /&gt;We rented a condo so we put all the kids to bed and got to hang out for a while.  The guys cooked us dinner and breakfast...it was really yummy:)&lt;br /&gt;We went swimming!  It was a little chilly, but the pool was heated so it was still fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sep7Ok0jHaI/AAAAAAAAA8c/lRoZYxkGcos/s1600-h/HPIM1472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sep7Ok0jHaI/AAAAAAAAA8c/lRoZYxkGcos/s320/HPIM1472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326204999651499426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sep7kiB7rKI/AAAAAAAAA8k/PtJx8bf1psk/s1600-h/HPIM1473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sep7kiB7rKI/AAAAAAAAA8k/PtJx8bf1psk/s320/HPIM1473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326205376859450530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Played at the park.  It was really warm:)  We all played catch swang and of course went down slides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sep66ohkBLI/AAAAAAAAA8U/GKRzkbBh_AM/s1600-h/HPIM1469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sep66ohkBLI/AAAAAAAAA8U/GKRzkbBh_AM/s320/HPIM1469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326204657048224946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went hiking  at the Red Cliffs.    Reddek  loved this part of the St. George trip.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sep-0cKPobI/AAAAAAAAA9E/ks4BiqHXbx0/s1600-h/HPIM1488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sep-0cKPobI/AAAAAAAAA9E/ks4BiqHXbx0/s320/HPIM1488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326208948696490418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sep-b4_NpPI/AAAAAAAAA88/XvTMdYt4CgQ/s1600-h/HPIM1486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sep-b4_NpPI/AAAAAAAAA88/XvTMdYt4CgQ/s320/HPIM1486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326208526938121458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sep9-I389tI/AAAAAAAAA80/9FP6YRB_bTg/s1600-h/HPIM1483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sep9-I389tI/AAAAAAAAA80/9FP6YRB_bTg/s320/HPIM1483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326208015806559954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sep8vWO4DOI/AAAAAAAAA8s/jp4zDnlLDFg/s1600-h/HPIM1479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sep8vWO4DOI/AAAAAAAAA8s/jp4zDnlLDFg/s320/HPIM1479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326206662182702306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reddek likehiking with Daddy while mom went off with Syd and Ken to hike as high as we could go!  It was fun I love those two girls well I actually love all four of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sep5KK-C52I/AAAAAAAAA8M/2bJheJygSBE/s1600-h/DSC03969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sep5KK-C52I/AAAAAAAAA8M/2bJheJygSBE/s320/DSC03969.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326202724969277282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SeqAyTGR9AI/AAAAAAAAA9M/tAXv0SeVi9A/s1600-h/HPIM1494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SeqAyTGR9AI/AAAAAAAAA9M/tAXv0SeVi9A/s320/HPIM1494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326211110927463426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  We had a huge living room so we were able to watch conference and feel the spirit while we were there too.  This trip is just what I needed!  Thanks Jason!!!  We all wished we could have stayed there another week, unfortunately we couldn't.  We love doing stuff with these guys and glad we are able to do so much together...I always hoped my kids would be close to their cousins because I was always close to mine and luckily so far so good!  Knowing all of us we will stay really close through out the years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-568930208707187453?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/568930208707187453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=568930208707187453' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/568930208707187453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/568930208707187453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/04/fun-trip-to-st-george.html' title='** Fun Trip To St. George**'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/Sep7Ok0jHaI/AAAAAAAAA8c/lRoZYxkGcos/s72-c/HPIM1472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-8659950639917037036</id><published>2009-04-17T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T15:08:56.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I might be back : )</title><content type='html'>Us McCaul's have been having lots of fun and have lots of stuff to post about!  But I am a slacker what can I say!  Actually I have been working A LOT!!!  I have been sick and very very tired so I am going to save my pictures and have some posts up in a bit!  For now I need to finish cleaning my bathrooms...thanks Min for noticing that I have been away!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-8659950639917037036?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/8659950639917037036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=8659950639917037036' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/8659950639917037036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/8659950639917037036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-might-be-back.html' title='I might be back : )'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-8668771590179372764</id><published>2009-03-24T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T13:38:25.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Lately Jason has been making minor changes to our house....changing our sink, our lights and of course working on the yard. Well Reddek is so funny! Every time he sees the new faucet on our kitchen sink he gets all excited and says “MOM look what daddy made" same with the lights and outside he says he made the dirt. And now with the hot tube there Reddek thinks his daddy made it! I try to explain that daddy doesn't make everything that changes around here...but he insists that his Daddy made it! I hung some more decorations and Reddek of course notices them (I am telling you have a kid they make you notice EVERYTHING) he says mom look daddy made them. I just a laughed and said yep your daddy is awesome :) I am so thankful for Jason he really does work hard for us and keeps up with all my changes I need him to make. I know I need to just be happy and stop worrying about all the things I want done, but it is hard as most of you know. One new rule is I can't say NEED anymore. When I want something I tend to say "I need..." Jason informed me it will lower my stress if I stop saying need so much. Most of what i say I need is a want so I am working on that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for warm weather so we can do some of the following!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SclDZ18T6GI/AAAAAAAAA78/NKPa6gJqNns/s1600-h/4th+and+24th+and+inbetween+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SclDZ18T6GI/AAAAAAAAA78/NKPa6gJqNns/s320/4th+and+24th+and+inbetween+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316854946343413858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SclCYwp5UwI/AAAAAAAAA7s/62nGosSZP2U/s1600-h/4th+and+24th+and+inbetween+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SclCYwp5UwI/AAAAAAAAA7s/62nGosSZP2U/s320/4th+and+24th+and+inbetween+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316853828232499970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SclCue5UpGI/AAAAAAAAA70/S17sb9AhncM/s1600-h/4th+and+24th+and+inbetween+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SclCue5UpGI/AAAAAAAAA70/S17sb9AhncM/s320/4th+and+24th+and+inbetween+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316854201422488674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I just LOVE the spring and summer!  Oh and the great people we get to hang with and do all this fun stuff with:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-8668771590179372764?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/8668771590179372764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=8668771590179372764' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/8668771590179372764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/8668771590179372764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/03/lately-jason-has-been-making-minor.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SclDZ18T6GI/AAAAAAAAA78/NKPa6gJqNns/s72-c/4th+and+24th+and+inbetween+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-603670807819073393</id><published>2009-03-16T13:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T14:01:44.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exciting things happening at the McCaul's</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ok not really!  But hey I got you to read this post. J/k well it is getting warm so we have to start finishing our back yard.  Jason is all sorts of excited but I just WANT IT DONE!!!  He says then you just get use to it and it isn't cool anymore, so he doesn't mind the time it takes.  We kind of have different ideas on what to do so it will be interesting to see how it turns out.  Jason is a perfectionist so it should turn out great!  (Even if it takes all spring and summer) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another exciting thing just to help our back yard...our neighbor is GIVING US A HOT TUB :) (Ok trading) The house we bought has the hook up, which alone costs a lot of money.  So since we moved in Jason keeps bringing up a hot tub.  I am so not ever going to spend thousands of dollars on a hot tub.  We won't use it enough and so many other things to buy first!  But our great neighbor worked at bullfrog so he got us one...it is about 5 years old, but who cares!!!  We have an old black car that just takes up space at our house and his son needs a car so he asked Jason if we could swap...the car for a hot tub!  HOORAY :)  So I am posting as they are under my deck hooking it up for me.  THANKS!  I am excited and not even half as excited and Jason. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-603670807819073393?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/603670807819073393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=603670807819073393' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/603670807819073393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/603670807819073393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/03/exciting-things-happening-at-mccauls.html' title='Exciting things happening at the McCaul&apos;s'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-1914778097612488533</id><published>2009-03-10T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T12:56:16.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SORRY!</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the last post!  That is what went through my head, and I should have thought a little before I posted.  It is sunny and all the SNOW is almost gone...I know I shouldn't let the weather get my attitude down:)  I just need to go visit somewhere  warm for a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-1914778097612488533?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/1914778097612488533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=1914778097612488533' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/1914778097612488533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/1914778097612488533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/03/sorry.html' title='SORRY!'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-5915650673773593206</id><published>2009-03-09T15:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T12:52:37.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WhAt Is ThIs?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SbWc9ThIjdI/AAAAAAAAA7c/m7OXUPCXC0Y/s1600-h/0309091615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SbWc9ThIjdI/AAAAAAAAA7c/m7OXUPCXC0Y/s320/0309091615.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311323912578567634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WHAT THE CRAP!!!  I am so Sick of the SNOW!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-5915650673773593206?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/5915650673773593206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=5915650673773593206' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/5915650673773593206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/5915650673773593206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-hell-is-this.html' title='WhAt Is ThIs?!?'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SbWc9ThIjdI/AAAAAAAAA7c/m7OXUPCXC0Y/s72-c/0309091615.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-4739502165542470296</id><published>2009-03-02T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T15:49:22.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i LOvE MY kIDdO!</title><content type='html'>Reddek has been sick, but is still so happy!  I love how he is feeding us fake food all day, and how he stutters over his words.  He always wants to be fair...if I give him some he says a Collyn needs some or the other way around.  He is such a cute kid and reminds me of the simple things.  The other day I was stressed and didn't have much patients and I kind of yelled at him he walked off and let me be for a minute.  Then when I was ready to give him a hug he was so forgiving that i had just yelled at him he gave me a great big hug!  I know this is all little stuff, but it makes me realize how much I love him and how perfect little ones are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason got me a book for Christmas and I have been reading it!  One of the chapters is about how this lady is in YW and feels like she wants to be cool, and then she realizes it doesn't matter what they think of you when you are with them, it only matters what they think of themselves when they are with you.  I love that and I need to try and live more like that!  Another quote I like from this book is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Believe that as you look for the good in others, you'll find it in yourself"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is my new Motto!  I am going to try and remember that daily!  I have it hanging on my mirror if I forget! &lt;br /&gt;She talks about how some people (probably most) don't dare make new friends partly because they are worried about what the other person might think about them, but if you forget about yourself and look for the good in them you won't be nervous to talk to them.  Also don't worry about how much they find out about you, find out what you want about them...you ask the questions:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully our life will get more eventful as Spring comes...we have been a pretty boring crowd lately!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-4739502165542470296?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/4739502165542470296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=4739502165542470296' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/4739502165542470296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/4739502165542470296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-my-kiddo.html' title='i LOvE MY kIDdO!'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-1904396627398523321</id><published>2009-02-23T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T11:12:30.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love 3AM wake up calls</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We didn't have too exciting of weekend...went shopping Friday relaxed Saturday and went to Joe and Andria's for the Jazz game!  It is always fun to hang with them.  Reddek loves their girls.  Well we got home about 10:00 pm put Red to bed and we went to bed about 11:30...I had to be up by 6:00 on Sunday to take the youth to the Sacred Word at temple square.  Well about 3:00 AM Jason has to wake me up to tell me Reddek is crying (Jason is still slow with his ankle so he couldn't get him)  I knew something was wrong because Reddek NevEr wakes up in the night.  I got to his room to hear him crying and coughing and saying mom it hurts, hurts mom.  He has croup!  So we brought him into our bed so he could lay by us.  At about 4:00 Jason told me to go sleep on the couch so I could get some sleep...Reddek was still awake would get comfy and start coughing.  POOR KID!  I totally slept in and didn't make it to the church to take the girls up!  I felt bad but I guess they ended up having enough cars to it them all!  I got ready for church and Reddek was playing with Jas.  As I was walking out Reddek stopped me&lt;br /&gt;"mom I go to church!"&lt;br /&gt;I tried to explain to him that he was sick and couldn't go or all the other kids would get sick!&lt;br /&gt;"no mom I go to class a sing and a treats."&lt;br /&gt;"no Red you stay here with daddy and he will sing songs with you"&lt;br /&gt;"nope I a coming!."&lt;br /&gt;I had to shut the door on him and felt so bad!  This kid LOVES church especially his class.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SaL06Dq1BGI/AAAAAAAAA7M/V6rBpfyrjjU/s1600-h/reddek+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SaL06Dq1BGI/AAAAAAAAA7M/V6rBpfyrjjU/s320/reddek+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306072589250397282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-1904396627398523321?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/1904396627398523321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=1904396627398523321' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/1904396627398523321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/1904396627398523321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-love-3am-wake-up-calls.html' title='I love 3AM wake up calls'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SaL06Dq1BGI/AAAAAAAAA7M/V6rBpfyrjjU/s72-c/reddek+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-1004982188689414446</id><published>2009-02-17T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T21:04:50.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>***HOORAY***</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SZuU8ERf3gI/AAAAAAAAA6s/Ely8dwxCQrg/s1600-h/0217092125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SZuU8ERf3gI/AAAAAAAAA6s/Ely8dwxCQrg/s320/0217092125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303996745819086338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now it is time to PaRtY!!!  Charle found my ring:) tonight the guys had a game so the girls came over for dinner and American Idol and just before Charle left she said should we go see if I can find it and she did!!!  She pulled up the seat cushion (i didn't even know you could) said she thought she felt something...so i went over to her side she lifted the seat and I grabbed the ring.  It only took us like 5 mins.  Thanks so much CHARLE!!!  I really feel so much better.  I knew it was just a ring and could be replaced, but I just wanted MY ring back.  SO that is the good news at our house.  Oh did I mention Jason hurt his ankle at his game?  He did and it looks pretty bad and he says it kills!  Sorry honey:(&lt;br /&gt;excuse the pictures they are from my phone!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SZuWglDV7uI/AAAAAAAAA68/FkEf0IxgP_I/s1600-h/0217092137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SZuWglDV7uI/AAAAAAAAA68/FkEf0IxgP_I/s320/0217092137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303998472605003490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SZuWU7MVuuI/AAAAAAAAA60/7xL6BxMlR-M/s1600-h/0217092136a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SZuWU7MVuuI/AAAAAAAAA60/7xL6BxMlR-M/s320/0217092136a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303998272389888738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the ugly feet pictures!!!  I am one that hates feet, but had to post them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-1004982188689414446?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/1004982188689414446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=1004982188689414446' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/1004982188689414446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/1004982188689414446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/02/hooray.html' title='***HOORAY***'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SZuU8ERf3gI/AAAAAAAAA6s/Ely8dwxCQrg/s72-c/0217092125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-3994390846632241055</id><published>2009-02-15T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T21:17:28.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadie's</title><content type='html'>Well this weekend was so fun! Our stake had a Sadie Hawkins dance for couples.  I asked this cute guy from my ward Jason McCaul (i am sure most of you know him since he is so cool)...Shannon and I went to the guy's office late one night to ask.  This is the result.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SZjxrm8AMAI/AAAAAAAAA6M/yVeFv88Vs98/s1600-h/HPIM1423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SZjxrm8AMAI/AAAAAAAAA6M/yVeFv88Vs98/s320/HPIM1423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303254292717645826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So DEW you want to go to Sadie's with me?" (this hot guy I asked has a weekness and it is his love for Mountain Dew.)&lt;br /&gt;We met up for dinner with Joe and Andria and had a fun time!  We always laugh so much when we are with them:)  Our dinner was pretty much GROSS!  I liked mine, but you can't really screw up fired shrimp.  Lets just say Andria and I won't be incharge of reservations anymore.  Later we hooked up with two more cool couples to head over to the dance.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SZjysojfryI/AAAAAAAAA6c/JZN2h79JGho/s1600-h/DSC03732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SZjysojfryI/AAAAAAAAA6c/JZN2h79JGho/s320/DSC03732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303255409843220258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shannon and Parris, Joe and Andria, Katie (me) and Jason (the hot guy) Kelly and Charle...yes we are so cool we all dressed alike!!!  (well most of us)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SZjzbi_IfmI/AAAAAAAAA6k/oBzF9NUcCHM/s1600-h/DSC03733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SZjzbi_IfmI/AAAAAAAAA6k/oBzF9NUcCHM/s320/DSC03733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303256215802379874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We had so much fun at this dance!  Yes we were a little crazy and dorky, but that is what makes it fun!  We all have such great moves it was hard to share the dance floor! LOL I did have one bad experience with this hot guy I asked out...he dropped me!!! Yes we were doing some totally awesome moves and ended up on the floor. (Maybe this was his way to make a move on me, but it totally didn't work...I don't kiss on the first date)  Well you know the cool people don't stay for the whole dance so we left there after we were all about to pass out!!!  It was a work out :)  Went to Parris and Shannon's to play Rock Band!!!  I LOVE THAT GAME; we are pretty much a great band if anyone needs any entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;Then me and this hot guy went home and had no kid!!!  HOORAY...my parents took Red for the weekend...so you know we partied all weekend long. &lt;br /&gt;THANKS EVERYONE FOR THE GREAT NIGHT!!!  And Thanks Jason I was worried you weren't going to be a good sport, but you were! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-3994390846632241055?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/3994390846632241055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=3994390846632241055' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/3994390846632241055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/3994390846632241055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/02/sadies.html' title='Sadie&apos;s'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SZjxrm8AMAI/AAAAAAAAA6M/yVeFv88Vs98/s72-c/HPIM1423.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-4930080281559187769</id><published>2009-02-08T07:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T08:55:58.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YES it is still LOST!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jason and I were talking and he reminded me how hard it was for him to get me this ring...no he wasn't being mean, he is just sad it is lost also!  We were young college kids so for him to be able to buy me a ring he lived in his dad's Camper Trailer for about 4 months!(so he didn't have to pay rent or utilities)  His mom moved when he was 18 the summer after we graduated.  He didn't want to move (he had lived there his whole life) SO his nice brother Parris and Shannon let him move in with them (yes right after they got married...poor couple) He got use to real life pretty quick!  So he was broke and wanted to save up to buy me a nice ring!!!  Well we went looking...of course I was so excited...him probably stressed out.  We looked at some and I found styles I liked and ONE style that I LOVED!!!  Well lots of couples look for rings so I knew we were no where close to buy one!  During our &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Snow&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;College&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; days we both worked at this little restaurant in Manti called Don’s Cafe!  For those that have worked in a food place know CLEAN UP is the WOrsT part of the job.  We each knew this so we would go help each other clean up if we weren't working.  Then we would get off earlier and more time to HANG OUT!!!  Well one night I was cleaning up and waiting for Jason to come help me...well he didn't show up!  So I was MAD!  We didn't have cell phones...I think I did but he for sure didn't.  Finally at the end of the night he showed up and said he had gone up to visit his mom.  I was mad, but of course we still hung out.  A few weeks later we were up north again so of course I drag him to look at rings AGAIN!  He totally doesn't want to so the immature me thinks what you don't want to marry me?  So he was pleasing me and we went in.  Well he was so nervous because he had bought me a ring that night he wasn't helping me clean up and the SAME LADY WAS WORKING!!!  I guess behind my back he said SHHH to her and she was a good sport and didn't say anything.  So that is the story of the ring...and he kept it hid for quite a while! &lt;br /&gt;He was so sick of living in the camper trailer so we had found this perfect little house for him in Manti and he finally got a call that he could move in!  It was my birthday so he didn't want to move that day, but I insisted.  Well we moved all day and all night with my sister and her husband.  Finally he brought me home about midnight!  He walked me up to the door and got down on his knee and opened up the ring and asked me to MARRY HIM!!!  I am crying just remembering the night.  He was sad we spent all day moving so he didn't get to do a cute way...but I think this simple way couldn't have been BETTER!  I of course crying, but it was so late he had to leave and I had to go in.  SO I wake up my little brothers to tell them and one looks at the ring and it is so pretty he said "Katie that is one of those stupid fake Wal-Mart rings!" and went back to bed.  I woke my parents up and they were excited...Jason had done the proper thing and asked my dad if he could ask!  Well I guess my dad actually asked Jason when he was going to ask me because he wanted to remodel but had to wait until I moved out!  So that is the long story about the ring...sorry you don't have to read it I just wanted to write it down and this is kind of my journal for the moment! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-4930080281559187769?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/4930080281559187769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=4930080281559187769' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/4930080281559187769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/4930080281559187769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/02/yes-it-is-still-lost.html' title='YES it is still LOST!'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-8920381871254379913</id><published>2009-02-05T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T21:25:18.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PARTY</title><content type='html'>Well the McCaul's know how to party!  We had a new years party and a super bowl party!  Thanks to Joe and Andria for hosting both of them:)  Basically the same people and the same stuff going on.  You know the norm pigging out on yummy food!  The girls chatting and the guys watching or playing sports.   We all have so much fun together I am glad most of us live close...and love the others coming to make the nights even more fun:)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SYvEgonTefI/AAAAAAAAA5U/kAG98QVxaUE/s1600-h/DSC03362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SYvEgonTefI/AAAAAAAAA5U/kAG98QVxaUE/s320/DSC03362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299545451468650994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andria, Denise her mom, and Brian her brother(we got to hang with his fam ...they are in philly for dental school)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SYvEtGM8NtI/AAAAAAAAA5k/xsiJlfG6R5w/s1600-h/DSC03369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SYvEtGM8NtI/AAAAAAAAA5k/xsiJlfG6R5w/s320/DSC03369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299545665569568466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly, and Charle&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SYvE5GMGS5I/AAAAAAAAA5s/1_eZLziOjJo/s1600-h/DSC03453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SYvE5GMGS5I/AAAAAAAAA5s/1_eZLziOjJo/s320/DSC03453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299545871724465042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Denise and all her grand babies...it is funny Reddek and Collyn call her grandma also she is such a  fun lady! Her and I were the only ones  cheering for the Steelers...YAHOO we rock!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SYvFONeO2kI/AAAAAAAAA50/CgsSCpa6zP8/s1600-h/DSC03370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SYvFONeO2kI/AAAAAAAAA50/CgsSCpa6zP8/s320/DSC03370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299546234456824386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian and Kelley(she is the one that made most of the yummy treats)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SYvEnKzN62I/AAAAAAAAA5c/MTmZaP66-vc/s1600-h/DSC03368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SYvEnKzN62I/AAAAAAAAA5c/MTmZaP66-vc/s320/DSC03368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299545563724639074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cute hubby and I&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SYvER0wUDeI/AAAAAAAAA5M/nXluqil-va4/s1600-h/DSC03366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SYvER0wUDeI/AAAAAAAAA5M/nXluqil-va4/s320/DSC03366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299545197029625314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the Party Animals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes we all get crazy when we are hanging...the below picture is of Jason and his Bro Parris sharing a treat!!!  I swear they almost kissed...they are crazy, but know how to make us laugh.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SYvFUNzxdAI/AAAAAAAAA58/sQAjueCKlsw/s1600-h/DSC03376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SYvFUNzxdAI/AAAAAAAAA58/sQAjueCKlsw/s320/DSC03376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299546337626387458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shannon and I of course have to not be shown up on the funny so we decide to share a treat for the camera and Joe jumped right in to share with us!  Yes we are a  weird family:)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SYvF3Y-O7uI/AAAAAAAAA6E/v_X2QG1JXEQ/s1600-h/DSC03377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SYvF3Y-O7uI/AAAAAAAAA6E/v_X2QG1JXEQ/s320/DSC03377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299546941918473954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had fun new years we played games ate and talked while the kids destroyed their basement!  The super bowl was fun we had lots of treats AGAIN...and we found out great news....  Jason's little sister is PREGNANT!!!  We are so excited for her and she made the night awesome!  Shannon brought some crafts for us girls to do while the guys watch of course THE ENTIRE game. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone for the great time.  Joe and Andria keep having the awesome parties.  Love you guys!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-8920381871254379913?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/8920381871254379913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=8920381871254379913' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/8920381871254379913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/8920381871254379913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/02/party.html' title='PARTY'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SYvEgonTefI/AAAAAAAAA5U/kAG98QVxaUE/s72-c/DSC03362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-6272388950613939942</id><published>2009-02-03T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T13:05:19.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>quick update...</title><content type='html'>So I still haven't found it!  I checked my car again...haven't tried the nylon vacuum thing. (but I will thanks) I called UVU and of course nothing.  I left messages with my number and info at all the lost and found departments.  I also called my insurance company and it is covered in my home owners insurance.  They give you up to $2500.00 for it being lost.  Jason wants to double check before we start that whole process.  But hey at least that is better than nothing.  I know my ring cost more than that, but I will take what I can get at this point.  Thanks for all your comments :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-6272388950613939942?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/6272388950613939942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=6272388950613939942' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/6272388950613939942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/6272388950613939942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/02/quick-update.html' title='quick update...'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-3280868558217017692</id><published>2009-02-02T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T14:31:47.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My HECK!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ok so I am a dork!  I already know this...but what can I do?  On Friday night Jason came with Red and picked me up from work to go watch my niece dance at State Drill.  (she did awesome by the way)  Reddek was being mad and was tired so I leaned back to hold his hand.  When I am cold my fingers shrink and my ring fell off in his hand.  He loved holding it so I am a softy and let him hold it.  We get to UVU take Reddek out not thinking about the ring...go watch the competition and get back in the car.  I remembered about the ring, but figured it was in my car.  I said a little prayer looked under and around the car and put red in and we left.  Well Saturday I worked and I decided to clean my car while waiting for Jason to see if I could find it.  NO IT IS GONE!!!  I emptied everything out looked as good as I could and I have not found it.  It makes me sick to think about this.  I LOVE my ring...of course everyone does.  I don't know what to do...its not like I can just go buy a new one!  I am still just hoping it will turn up somehow...who knows!  I just had to post about it because I am so sick but can't do anything about it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-3280868558217017692?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/3280868558217017692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=3280868558217017692' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/3280868558217017692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/3280868558217017692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-my-heck.html' title='Oh My HECK!!!!'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-937572900425480745</id><published>2009-02-02T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T13:37:53.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 pet peeves</title><content type='html'>I was tagged to write my 10 pet peeves...only 10?  j/k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. People not taking the extra few seconds to put the toilet paper on the roll!  It only takes a second come on people.&lt;br /&gt;2. Dirty dishes in the sink.  The dish washer is right there...rinse them and put it in the dishwasher.  I have tried and tried to make Jason change his ways and I have no luck.&lt;br /&gt;3.How high maintenance home owners are...a total different world than selling to contractos.&lt;br /&gt;4. The toilet seat up!  Drives me crazy!!!  PUT IT DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;5. Snotty workers that are suppose to be customer service people...hello find a new job if you don't like helping people.&lt;br /&gt;6. A messy car, but with a two year old my car is never clean anymore!  It drives me crazy everyday! &lt;br /&gt;7. Dog poop on my front yard!  I don't have a dog so I don't have to clean up so please clean up after your dog!!!&lt;br /&gt;8. an unmade bed.&lt;br /&gt;9. HAIR!  I hate hair and I hate it if it is on my clothes on the floor or anywhere! Problem...my husband cuts his and Reddek's hair...he isn't the best at cleaning it up, therefore I have the pleasure of cleaning up hair.&lt;br /&gt;10. CATS  need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tagg Charle, Shannon, Andria, Amber, and Tamber.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-937572900425480745?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/937572900425480745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=937572900425480745' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/937572900425480745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/937572900425480745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/02/10-pet-peeves.html' title='10 pet peeves'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-5225738304318923204</id><published>2009-01-28T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T15:41:14.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>High School Tag</title><content type='html'>1. Did you date someone in high school? Yes a lot of guys...then dated my husband since the summer between Junior and Senior year&lt;br /&gt;2. What kind of car did you drive? A GREEN mercury sable and then a gray car...and finally bought myself a gray kia spectra&lt;br /&gt;3. Did you pass your driver's license test the first time? Yes&lt;br /&gt;4. Were you a party animal? YES...i love to have a good time.&lt;br /&gt;5. Were you considered a flirt? Most likely&lt;br /&gt;6. Were you in band, orchestra, or choir? Not in highschool&lt;br /&gt;7. Were you a nerd? I'm too cool to be a nerd :)&lt;br /&gt;8. Were you on any varsity teams? Yes, Cheer!&lt;br /&gt;9. Did you ever get suspended or expelled? no way, but I was caught sluffing!  I was too liked by the principle to get suspended.&lt;br /&gt;11. Who were your favorite teachers? Debbie Trythall&lt;br /&gt;12. Where did you sit at lunch? Early years not at school!  Later in the lunch room with Jason&lt;br /&gt;13. School mascot: Templar&lt;br /&gt;14. School colors: Red, Black and White&lt;br /&gt;15. Did you go to homecoming and who with? yes, I went with Nate Thomson soph yr, Brad Christensen Jr yr and Jason sr yr&lt;br /&gt;16. If you could go back and do it again, would you? Yes, I loved High School&lt;br /&gt;17. What do you remember most about graduation? Not too much of anything...we had a lot of fun partying after graduation though.&lt;br /&gt;18. Where did you go on Senior Skip Day? Lagoon&lt;br /&gt;19. Were you in any clubs? No i don't think so&lt;br /&gt;20. Have you gained weight since then? Nope :)&lt;br /&gt;21. Who was your prom date? Spencer Lund Soph yr, Jason jr and sr year.&lt;br /&gt;22. Are you planning on going to your 10 year reunion?Yes, I don't see why people don't go to those things. I like to see all my old friends and see what everyone is up to now.&lt;br /&gt;23. Did you have a job while in high school? Yep I have worked since I was 14 yrs old...Don's and the Bowling Alley&lt;br /&gt;24. Worst class? English.&lt;br /&gt;25.Favorite class? CHEER of course!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag anyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-5225738304318923204?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/5225738304318923204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=5225738304318923204' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/5225738304318923204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/5225738304318923204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/01/high-school-tag.html' title='High School Tag'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-2312138345522605403</id><published>2009-01-27T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:10:08.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW FRIENDS :)</title><content type='html'>This weekend we had so much fun!  We went up to Cam and Bre's house and Reddek was so excited to hang out with Brayden...well  the night was fun until I had to bust their wall!!!  I REALLY DID.  We were all showing off how strong we were doing pull ups and then wall sits we were all doing it and my wall just caved right in.  I am so sorry I can't figure it out!  We love hanging with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brayden!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SX_oR7QnGoI/AAAAAAAAA5E/866oySAYCkg/s1600-h/Parkfun11909007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SX_oR7QnGoI/AAAAAAAAA5E/866oySAYCkg/s320/Parkfun11909007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296207081473776258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Sunday we got to see some friends that we hadn't seen FOREVER!  Mark and Mary have the cutest little boy Chad.  Reddek loved him he kept saying "mom Chad funny"!  Thanks for coming up guys and we need to do something soon.  I swear this was only my 3rd time seeing their baby and he is now over 1.&lt;br /&gt;Chad!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SX_mq-dLOvI/AAAAAAAAA48/CwKVqPD0Cng/s1600-h/DSC02524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SX_mq-dLOvI/AAAAAAAAA48/CwKVqPD0Cng/s320/DSC02524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296205312805255922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reddek is happy to have new friends.  He has been asking for Brayden and Chad all day Monday and today.&lt;br /&gt;our conversation on the way home Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red - "mom collyn wants to a play with Brayden and Chad."&lt;br /&gt;me - "I know we will play with them again soon"&lt;br /&gt;Red- "mom a chads funny, collyn see him."&lt;br /&gt;me- "i don't know when collyn will see him"&lt;br /&gt;Red- "a chad at our house"&lt;br /&gt;me-"i think you are going to be disappointed"&lt;br /&gt;For about 20 mins when they got home Reddek and Collyn looked around the house for Chad and Brayden.  Red thought they were hiding.  Cute kids.  We love having friends with boys his age.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-2312138345522605403?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/2312138345522605403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=2312138345522605403' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2312138345522605403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2312138345522605403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-friends.html' title='NEW FRIENDS :)'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SX_oR7QnGoI/AAAAAAAAA5E/866oySAYCkg/s72-c/Parkfun11909007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-2529374345446967351</id><published>2009-01-27T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T13:29:55.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with The Kids!</title><content type='html'>Last Tuesday we had a fun filled day!   My sister  was watching her other nephew Brady so we decided to get together and let all the kids play.  We first met at Mcdonalds for the kids to eat and play.  Then went home put them down for naps and met later at Jumpin Jacks.  It is a fun place in Springville with lots of blow up slides.  It was so fun to see the kids play!  It was hard for them to hold still long enough to get pictures so they aren't the best, but they work.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SX97qLOWfpI/AAAAAAAAA40/DhPoIURX1oA/s1600-h/jumpin+jacks+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SX97qLOWfpI/AAAAAAAAA40/DhPoIURX1oA/s320/jumpin+jacks+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296087651308699282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SX97Yxl9eiI/AAAAAAAAA4s/apZ3KVVEi70/s1600-h/jumpin+jacks+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SX97Yxl9eiI/AAAAAAAAA4s/apZ3KVVEi70/s320/jumpin+jacks+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296087352370625058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brady, Rachel's other newphew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SX97HMYNzNI/AAAAAAAAA4k/Mu26ynLbXhM/s1600-h/jumpin+jacks+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SX97HMYNzNI/AAAAAAAAA4k/Mu26ynLbXhM/s320/jumpin+jacks+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296087050323086546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jadelyn...she was running all over the place and wouldn't let me get a picture of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SX96sqWk_PI/AAAAAAAAA4c/GMr7npu1V18/s1600-h/jumpin+jacks+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SX96sqWk_PI/AAAAAAAAA4c/GMr7npu1V18/s320/jumpin+jacks+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296086594512813298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adysen...she was so light that she almost flew right off all the slides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SX96M_N1sLI/AAAAAAAAA4U/0qkBTF81A1Y/s1600-h/jumpin+jacks+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SX96M_N1sLI/AAAAAAAAA4U/0qkBTF81A1Y/s320/jumpin+jacks+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296086050357489842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Reddek...what a stud! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this we headed to the guys basketball game!  The kids loved that.  I think we wore Brady right out so he didn't even notice he wasn't sleeping at his own home.  Thanks Rach for the Fun day we need to do it more often!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-2529374345446967351?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/2529374345446967351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=2529374345446967351' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2529374345446967351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2529374345446967351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/01/fun-with-kids.html' title='Fun with The Kids!'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SX97qLOWfpI/AAAAAAAAA40/DhPoIURX1oA/s72-c/jumpin+jacks+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-9071739979913624727</id><published>2009-01-26T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T13:40:04.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WhaT a WaY tO sTarT a MoNdaY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I don't have pictures...but I will post anyway!&lt;br /&gt;It is a payroll Monday so I had to get to work &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;EARLY!&lt;/span&gt;  Charle and I left about 5:30 AM...the roads were pretty icy but we were being careful going about 10 mph.  Well I noticed the car in front of me braking so I thought I better keep a safe distance between us so I proceeded to brake! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;WRONG THING TO DO&lt;/span&gt;.  We go spinning around and sliding off the road.  The truck behind me must have done the wrong thing also, he came spinning right behind us and we thought for sure he was going to hit us, but &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;LUCKILY&lt;/span&gt; he didn't.  He just spun and kept driving between us and the fence and took off.  Well no big deal we were ok the car was fine, but how the heck do we get to WORK?  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;REASON YOU DON'T GO TO WORK SO EARLY&lt;/span&gt;!  I thought oh some nice guy will stop in his truck and help us out!  WRONG again...we sat there for a good 15 mins nobody had stopped so we decided to call Jason to come pull us out and since it was about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;5:45AM&lt;/span&gt; Kelly would go sleep at our house since Red would still be sound asleep.  Another reason not to go to work so early...your kids are still sleeping!  While we were sitting there I was getting annoyed that nobody had even stopped to offer us help.  Then to tick me off more A police officer passes us I thought oh he will stop make sure we are fine.  NO HE DIDN"T EVEN STOP!  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ISN'T THAT PART OF THEIR JOB?&lt;/span&gt;  I know he couldn't have done anything, but what if we didn't have a cell phone and were just sitting there.  HELLO  I AM STRANDED ON THE ROAD MAYBE CHECK TO MAKE SURE WE ARE OK!   I have had lots of situations I have been pulled off the road either for a blown tire out of gas or slid off the road, and I have always had an officer stop to offer help.  So this made me pretty mad!  So we are still patiently waiting for Jason to come (just sitting in the car hoping that no one slides off the road and hits us) when I notice a Stock truck pass us.  OH hooray that guy works with me he will give us a ride to work.  By then it was 6:00 or 6:15 and our corporate has changed policy that our payroll has to be entered by 8:00 am...we have a lot of employees and have to pay per job not just hours so I was getting &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;stressed OUT&lt;/span&gt;!  He didn't even notice us and I was honking!  I couldn't let our ride pass us so I called him.  Sweet Nate turned around and came back to get us. In the meantime a nice guy stopped and offered to pull us out.  Since Jason still hadn't left we called him told him not to worry and let this nice guy help us.  We sat there while he tried to get it out...no it wasn't coming.  So we just left the car and headed to work!  It was like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;6:30&lt;/span&gt; and I really needed to get payroll done.  They don't wait for me if it isn't in they just won't send checks until Monday or so.  So it was a funny memory, and made me realize even if I can't help much I am going to stop and make sure the people in the car are ok and have help on the way!  COME ON PEOPLE LETS NOT BE IN TOO BIG OF HURRY TO &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;HELP PEOPLE OUT!&lt;/span&gt;  Thanks to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sweet guy&lt;/span&gt; that pulled over to help us and&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; NATE&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;and I got to work and got payroll in on time!!!  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;HOORAY!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We called a tow truck to go get the car and it was free with our warranty...what a great way to start a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Monday :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-9071739979913624727?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/9071739979913624727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=9071739979913624727' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/9071739979913624727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/9071739979913624727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-way-to-start-monday.html' title='WhaT a WaY tO sTarT a MoNdaY!'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-3218906598518673033</id><published>2009-01-24T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T08:43:22.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*~Vanentine Tag~*</title><content type='html'>Answer the questions about your sweetheart…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*What is your husband’s name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Jason Rulon McCaul&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*How long have you been married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*How long did you date?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 4 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*How old is he?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*Who eats more sweets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span&gt;Him for sure!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*Who said I love you first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; He did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*Who is taller?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Jason and everyone else in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*Who can sing best?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Jason...I can't sing at all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*Who is smarter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Jason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*Who does laundry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Me...unless I have slacked then he helps me catch up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*Who pays bills?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; They all come out automatically...except tithing and I pay that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*Who sleeps on the right hand side?  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*Who mows the lawn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Both of us!  I do it while Jason is at work, but on Saturdays Jason does because he can do it in about half the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*Who cooks dinner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Both...we don't cook a good meal very often and we take turns.  But BREAKFAST he always cooks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*Who drives?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Jason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*Who is first to admit they are wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Well jason will admit when he is wrong, but me he has to talk me into to thinking I am wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*Who kissed who first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; He kissed me!!!  Then laughed how is that suppose to make me feel our first kiss then he starts laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*Who asked who out first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; He asked me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*Who wears the pants?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Who knows?!?  I think he does...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag everyone with a VALENTINE :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-3218906598518673033?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/3218906598518673033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=3218906598518673033' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/3218906598518673033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/3218906598518673033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/01/vanentine-tag.html' title='*~Vanentine Tag~*'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-2167121535316973329</id><published>2009-01-21T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T21:07:30.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PICTURES</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures of our Last night in Nauvoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXf-sC88-KI/AAAAAAAAA3s/bTeNiNFdxjw/s1600-h/DSC03160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXf-sC88-KI/AAAAAAAAA3s/bTeNiNFdxjw/s320/DSC03160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293979919657531554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXf-lZEKlpI/AAAAAAAAA3k/K18sjTSD3Xg/s1600-h/DSC03162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXf-lZEKlpI/AAAAAAAAA3k/K18sjTSD3Xg/s320/DSC03162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293979805334279826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXf-fXEzlhI/AAAAAAAAA3c/h4pjZkKaYYA/s1600-h/DSC03167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXf-fXEzlhI/AAAAAAAAA3c/h4pjZkKaYYA/s320/DSC03167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293979701720880658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXf-ZFDRcEI/AAAAAAAAA3U/_wuSE1puMX4/s1600-h/DSC03170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXf-ZFDRcEI/AAAAAAAAA3U/_wuSE1puMX4/s320/DSC03170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293979593803395138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one last picture of the Temple.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXf-y_sL60I/AAAAAAAAA30/riBFDtJWVWU/s1600-h/DSC03006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXf-y_sL60I/AAAAAAAAA30/riBFDtJWVWU/s320/DSC03006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293980039040985922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-2167121535316973329?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/2167121535316973329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=2167121535316973329' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2167121535316973329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2167121535316973329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/01/pictures.html' title='PICTURES'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXf-sC88-KI/AAAAAAAAA3s/bTeNiNFdxjw/s72-c/DSC03160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-1776667175257024689</id><published>2009-01-21T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T12:54:02.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAY 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXeLIRMF5fI/AAAAAAAAA3M/lBD8TebAiPM/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+100.jpg"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On the 5th day which was kind of our last day because Monday was a travel day.  We went to church.  It was fun to go to the ward there.  There was a missionary sacrament meeting but it started at 8:00 which is way too early with 5 kids and 4 adults to get ready:)  It was the Sunday before Christmas so we were hoping the ward we went to focused on Christ and helped us get more in the spirit of Christmas. &lt;br /&gt;We get to the sacrament meeting and there are 4 beautiful ladies singing Christmas songs as people were coming into sacrament...what a way to invite the spirit!  The meeting was nice and when it was over I heard my name?!? WHAT?  Who the heck knew me in Nauvoo?  Well it was one of the pretty ladies that had been singing....my old friend Lisa Church!  It is so weird because we found each other's blogs and now I run into her on my vacation in Nauvoo?  Very cool...she is so pretty as she ever was and was visiting family for the holidays.  I loved seeing her it is much better in person than on the computer!!! &lt;br /&gt;After church we went back to the beautiful house relaxed while the DADS cooked dinner.  Joe wanted to have a real Christmas Dinner in Nauvoo...and it was a great one.  We had all the fixings, turkey, potatoes, rolls, veggies and the best for dessert Rasselberry PIE!  I had never had it and I LOVED it. &lt;br /&gt;At the dinner table we did some toasts and it was so fun to be with family and share our thoughts.  Then we turned up the music and all started dancing...I loved that night what a great one to end on!  THANKS SO MUCH JOE AND &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;ANDRIA&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; FOR THE INVITE TO NAUVOO IT WILL FOR SURE BE A TRIP ALWAYS REMEMBERED!!! &lt;br /&gt;The day we were leaving me and the kids ran to each room taking a picture in it so here they are I wish it did the house justice.  THIS WAS ONE OF MY FAVORITE TRIPS...maybe even my FAVORITE :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXeLIRMF5fI/AAAAAAAAA3M/lBD8TebAiPM/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXeLIRMF5fI/AAAAAAAAA3M/lBD8TebAiPM/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293852861166642674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Add_Image" title="Add Image" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="addImage();" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);;ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="img/blank.gif" alt="Add Image" class="gl_photo" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this little one can't run around with us yet, but we loved playing with her! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXeKWCTTgmI/AAAAAAAAA3E/IyoU4YPeaqI/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXeKWCTTgmI/AAAAAAAAA3E/IyoU4YPeaqI/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293851998176903778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sid was too buys watching TV to come join in the picture fun:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXeJggZmElI/AAAAAAAAA28/G0dpgGHI5Gs/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXeJggZmElI/AAAAAAAAA28/G0dpgGHI5Gs/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293851078543413842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXeI48KPY1I/AAAAAAAAA20/Nxno7VHUc-Y/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXeI48KPY1I/AAAAAAAAA20/Nxno7VHUc-Y/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293850398800438098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this one!  Reddek was so sick of all us girls and this photo shows it pretty good.  I love my cute &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;NIECES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  they are so cute:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXeHebLTNyI/AAAAAAAAA2s/exrlTIOJKrI/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXeHebLTNyI/AAAAAAAAA2s/exrlTIOJKrI/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293848843758286626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXeGp_O0IYI/AAAAAAAAA2k/N4Aff8Vb2pY/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXeGp_O0IYI/AAAAAAAAA2k/N4Aff8Vb2pY/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293847942903636354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXeF59HSTII/AAAAAAAAA2c/LCgTKicRzY4/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXeF59HSTII/AAAAAAAAA2c/LCgTKicRzY4/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293847117701467266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXeFQhGT3VI/AAAAAAAAA2U/4ITUUnGLo3I/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXeFQhGT3VI/AAAAAAAAA2U/4ITUUnGLo3I/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293846405806546258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-1776667175257024689?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/1776667175257024689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=1776667175257024689' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/1776667175257024689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/1776667175257024689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-5.html' title='DAY 5'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXeLIRMF5fI/AAAAAAAAA3M/lBD8TebAiPM/s72-c/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-6090413179554071805</id><published>2009-01-20T14:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T15:30:00.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sEcOnD hAlF oF dAy 4</title><content type='html'>Well after we left Carthage we got a bit to eat and hit some more of the sites.  We went to the Blacksmith, and like Kennady said we each really got a ring!  HOORAY!  I learned a lot...it was hard work to get everybody ready to cross the plains, not just like they woke up and decided to go.  Oh no no they prepared for months, maybe even a year.  They had to make wagons for each family and the blacksmith showed us the process of just making one wheel and it took some time.  He even made a little horse shoe that he gave to Reddek and Avery.  They LOVED them. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXZR0Tg4jkI/AAAAAAAAA1c/ybmbEBwhBm8/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXZR0Tg4jkI/AAAAAAAAA1c/ybmbEBwhBm8/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293508371053841986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXZSL7xSC_I/AAAAAAAAA1k/OSUxAybwYV4/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXZSL7xSC_I/AAAAAAAAA1k/OSUxAybwYV4/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293508776997030898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then to the Brick yard.  Yes we got a free brick!  It was intresting to hear how they make the brick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXZTzfVQUSI/AAAAAAAAA1s/IWXOUaOi9iw/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXZTzfVQUSI/AAAAAAAAA1s/IWXOUaOi9iw/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293510556069679394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to some more houses.  Brigham Youngs house... While Brigham Young was on a mission his family lived in this little log cabin so when he got back he built them this nice house.   He wanted the wood work to look like oak so he painted each peice of trim to look like oak.  The original wood work was stil in there and it look amazing...and like a lot of work.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXZVajz3DsI/AAAAAAAAA10/PXEKckJcsxI/s1600-h/DSC03093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXZVajz3DsI/AAAAAAAAA10/PXEKckJcsxI/s320/DSC03093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293512326798315202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy Mac Smith's house which was very special.  She went through a lot as the mother of the Prophet Joseph.  All the moms out there can imagine how hard it would have been to see your son go through all that he did.  She was a great lady and you could feel a sweet spirit in her home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And John Taylor's home...It was so pretty and they only got to live in it for a few months (i think 5) before they left to cross the plains.  They told us a story of him just to show what kind of man he was.  After they had left to head west his son was really sad because he left his wooden rocking horse.  John Taylor left to come back and get his son's rocking horse.  That just shows how much love he had for his family and others around him.  What a selfless person!  I wish I was more like that.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXZX9ShLtxI/AAAAAAAAA18/b0P761RVTw8/s1600-h/DSC03098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXZX9ShLtxI/AAAAAAAAA18/b0P761RVTw8/s320/DSC03098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293515122475251474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to this cute little bakery. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXZZnf5rO6I/AAAAAAAAA2E/c6_5NnhA7IU/s1600-h/DSC03107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXZZnf5rO6I/AAAAAAAAA2E/c6_5NnhA7IU/s320/DSC03107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293516947133774754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They gave us each a cookie and told us the story of the Bakers that lived here.  It was &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tiny&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.  It was very cool that the baker that lived here went west with all the saints and then later founded Sanpete County...which is where Jason and I are from.  Of course I don't remember his name, but it was intresting anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By then it was snowing really bad, but we were hoping the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Rendezvous in Old &lt;span&gt;Nauvoo&lt;/span&gt; was still on so we headed to the cultural hall to see.  Lucky for us they hadn't cancelled due to bad weather.  This was one of my favorite parts of Nauvoo...it helped me think of it when they were here and also gave me a bigger love for the missionaries serving in Nauvoo.  It was a fun performance and they did a great job.  It wasn't suppose to be sad it was more fun and funny...but of course i was brought to tears.  I think it is because the missionaries have such a spirit about them and it made me realize how hard it would have been to be asked to leave your home to travel with the saints.  There was one lady that was not agreeing with her husband about going and it made me check my testimony and faith.  If our prophet asked us today to pick up and move would I?  I don't know, they had to have A LOT of FAITH.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXZck5ZWqQI/AAAAAAAAA2M/NvvYfY1wuIQ/s1600-h/DSC03137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXZck5ZWqQI/AAAAAAAAA2M/NvvYfY1wuIQ/s320/DSC03137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293520200972806402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-6090413179554071805?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/6090413179554071805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=6090413179554071805' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/6090413179554071805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/6090413179554071805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/01/second-half-of-day-4.html' title='sEcOnD hAlF oF dAy 4'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXZR0Tg4jkI/AAAAAAAAA1c/ybmbEBwhBm8/s72-c/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-291579599595582629</id><published>2009-01-19T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T14:25:52.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1/2 of DAY 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXT70giZBBI/AAAAAAAAA1E/Hv6gQHQfWRE/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXT70giZBBI/AAAAAAAAA1E/Hv6gQHQfWRE/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293132341573125138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Day 4 we went to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Carthage&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; it was about 20 minutes away from where we stayed so not too long and it was fun to see everything still frozen from the ice storm. The front yards looked like ice skating rinks and all the trees and weeds were covered in ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Carthage&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; and were nervous the jail was going to be closed due to the ice, but we were in luck it was open...not many people there but it was open! HOORAY! There was a cute older missionary couple there that took us on the tour. We started by watching a short movie about Joseph Smith's life. It was neat to watch and know that we were right where he last was. We then headed outside in the FREEZING COLD to the &lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXTxttz9AsI/AAAAAAAAAzs/GeqiFsLh0C4/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXTxttz9AsI/AAAAAAAAAzs/GeqiFsLh0C4/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293121229761086146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first room was where the Jail keepers cooked for the prisoners.  There was a husband and wife that were the jail keepers when Joseph Smith and the others were brought to the jail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXTym8I93qI/AAAAAAAAAz0/pwf4Jj8aVYU/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXTym8I93qI/AAAAAAAAAz0/pwf4Jj8aVYU/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293122212859862690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This room is where some prisoners for little crimes (not being able to pay a fine) would spend their time.  It was a normal room just with bars on the windows and doors.  Look how thick the walls are!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXTzN-GxkYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/KJXZWPEWEtY/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXTzN-GxkYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/KJXZWPEWEtY/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293122883402436994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXTz4qCXPAI/AAAAAAAAA0E/ZGqtb7HbXgc/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXTz4qCXPAI/AAAAAAAAA0E/ZGqtb7HbXgc/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293123616749599746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Cute Husband!&lt;br /&gt;Then we went upstairs!  The handrail was original it was really low the ladies would use it to hold thier dresses up while walking up the stairs...but it was actually just the right size for me!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXT0v2wZAPI/AAAAAAAAA0M/5THhD0Evxes/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXT0v2wZAPI/AAAAAAAAA0M/5THhD0Evxes/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293124565056684274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then to the jail cell!  This is where the Prophet and the others spent most of their time.  (sorry for the weird face, jason would just say katie and take a picture) the floors and cell parts were original.  This room was really sad, just dark and locked in the little cell for who knows how long.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXT1KCxpVDI/AAAAAAAAA0U/G0Yd2xh6208/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXT1KCxpVDI/AAAAAAAAA0U/G0Yd2xh6208/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293125014959772722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXT18ddBNmI/AAAAAAAAA0c/ndCPIBJecU4/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXT18ddBNmI/AAAAAAAAA0c/ndCPIBJecU4/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293125881114474082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then to the room where Hyrum and Joseph were killed.  This was the jail keepers' bedroom, but they had the Prophet and the others stay in it to help make thier stay a little nicer.  It was very neat to be able to be in that room, there was a calm feeling there.   The kids even calmed down to listen to the Missionary.  The original door was still there that had the bullet hole where the bullet came through and killed Hyrum.  The missionary told us what went on that day and then we listened to a recording of how it might have sounded.  It was such a special experience.  It stregthened my testimony being there and feeling the spirit.  I have a much greater appreciation for Joseph Smith and his family and what they had to go through to  restore the gospel.  It was real and lots were hurt and killed from it.  I am so thankful that he was willing to give up everything for the gospel so we can have it today. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXT2pzF80OI/AAAAAAAAA0k/2vbtjv4UV2U/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXT2pzF80OI/AAAAAAAAA0k/2vbtjv4UV2U/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293126660017410274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXT42rdEpEI/AAAAAAAAA0s/s-pfUxWDChA/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXT42rdEpEI/AAAAAAAAA0s/s-pfUxWDChA/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293129080328463426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a special spot it is where Joseph fell from the window after he had been shot.  We look kind of sad, but it was just a spiritual experience and we were thinking about the loss of the Prophet and his brother Hyrum.  It was the original floor so we were standing where the Prophet had stood for the last time.  I loved that room and am thankful for the Missionaries that help invite the spirit with their testimonies and reverence there. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXT6tep2hJI/AAAAAAAAA00/qPHe4bvqExg/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXT6tep2hJI/AAAAAAAAA00/qPHe4bvqExg/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293131121296835730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture looking out of where Joseph fell.  And some pictures of the outside of the jail.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXT7V2t479I/AAAAAAAAA08/FCe0WqKmIAg/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXT7V2t479I/AAAAAAAAA08/FCe0WqKmIAg/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293131814950989778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXT84NcytFI/AAAAAAAAA1U/Bnw-saoPyl4/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXT84NcytFI/AAAAAAAAA1U/Bnw-saoPyl4/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293133504680473682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And us leaving the special place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-291579599595582629?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/291579599595582629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=291579599595582629' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/291579599595582629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/291579599595582629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/01/12-of-day-4.html' title='1/2 of DAY 4'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXT70giZBBI/AAAAAAAAA1E/Hv6gQHQfWRE/s72-c/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-6510494512018830723</id><published>2009-01-17T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T19:38:32.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>day 3 in Nauvoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well day three was probably my favorite day! We drove into Nauvoo and it was so pretty because we had an ice storm the night before. It really froze EVERYTHING! We went to do some more sites. Kennady had been telling us that we could get a ring from the Blacksmith, a brick from the Brick yard and a cookie from the Bakery...so we all wanted to hit those pretty bad! Duh who wants to pass up FREE souvenirs? When we got there all the sites were closed due to the ice storm. DANG! So we drove to Parley's street...and all got out to walk down it. I can't explain the spirit I felt as we did this. I am sure we looked pretty crazy to all that saw us! The road was completely iced over and it was FREEZING.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXKY4wXAjII/AAAAAAAAAzE/34wfBr4rOjU/s1600-h/DSC02979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXKY4wXAjII/AAAAAAAAAzE/34wfBr4rOjU/s320/DSC02979.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292460612935257218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I read some of the journal entrees as we walked down and the spirit just hit me...this is what they really went through, but they couldn't run back to the warm van when it got way too cold for them.  They probably didn't even have as heavy as coats as we did.  I think we were pretty lucky the sites were closed, because I don't think this was on the agenda!  As we were getting toward the end the babies were crying and I looked back at the city and it really was a beautiful site.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXKZT7QIxbI/AAAAAAAAAzM/CLJPNAdfKUk/s1600-h/DSC02982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXKZT7QIxbI/AAAAAAAAAzM/CLJPNAdfKUk/s320/DSC02982.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292461079715694002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am so grateful for the Pioneers and the testimonies they had to leave their warm homes to travel across the plains.   I can't find my sheet with all the quotes that are on the markers on Parley's street, but I do remember one that really hit me. A midwife said she delivered 7 babies that night!  WHAT?  I felt so humbled, they all really trusted in the lord with all their hearts.  I was scared to have my baby in the hospital with drs and nurses surrounding me.  Could you imagine leaving your home pregnant and you didn't know when you were going to have a home again?  I know these people were amazing.  I wish I had the other quotes, but that one I remember and it just made me realize they were normal people like us with kids and pregnant and they still followed the prophet.  That was an awesome experience and I know I will always remember it!  I was just trying to find the quotes on the trail of hope and I read something intresting.  "&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 90%;"&gt;In the concluding dedicatory session of the Nauvoo Temple, President Hinckley made a special request of all those who were then in Nauvoo. He asked everyone to take a few minutes to "walk down Parley Street to the waterfront," to the landing on the Mississippi River from which the Saints departed Nauvoo and crossed into Iowa on their westward trek. He asked members to leave behind the comfort of their air-conditioned cars, to walk along this sacred path and take time to read the plaques along the Trail of Hope."  So we were doing as were suppose to I just didn't know a prophet had told us to!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Next we went to the LDS visiting center.  It was decorated for Christmas and was so pretty.   We watched a movie about Nauvoo then just looked at all the stuff they had there.  Jason found a Brother Missionary to talk to and get all his questions answered.  I love the Older Missionaries!  They just have something about them that makes me feel so good I have a great love for them.  I hope Jason and I can serve a mission when we are older and I think Nauvoo would be the perfect place!  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXKe1MN7LhI/AAAAAAAAAzU/vQZSxjk_oX0/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXKe1MN7LhI/AAAAAAAAAzU/vQZSxjk_oX0/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292467148763639314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXKfCLaBGTI/AAAAAAAAAzc/b_OUZ9XSZ78/s1600-h/DSC02988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXKfCLaBGTI/AAAAAAAAAzc/b_OUZ9XSZ78/s320/DSC02988.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292467371884222770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXKfZJEeHMI/AAAAAAAAAzk/ULGwiNScnao/s1600-h/DSC02997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXKfZJEeHMI/AAAAAAAAAzk/ULGwiNScnao/s320/DSC02997.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292467766393969858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After the visiting center we ate lunch at this nice sandwich shop and then decided to do temple sessions.  We were so lucky to be there with Joe and &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Andria&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; this made it perfect for us both to do a session.  They dropped us off and we were in our jeans...we were trying to find a bathroom near by to change and we didn't find one.  So it was very weird to walk into the temple with jeans on but they were so nice to us they made us feel so special.  The temple was so pretty.  There weren't many in our session so we had a few firsts in the Nauvoo temple.  We were the witness couple and had time to do some sealings.  They kept the structure on the outside the same as when it was originally built, which made it cool.  They also have Lucy Mac Smith's slippers and apron in the temple.  They were really neat to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Joe came and got us...he got pretty good at driving on pure ice!  We got to hang out with the kids for a while when Joe and Andria went to the temple.  We had fun played hid-n-seek in a HUGE house, ate cookies and watched a movie.  I love all my little nieces, and Reddek was a good sport with all the girls.  He LOVES Avery!  I know this was a pretty uneventful day, but I felt the spirit so strong that it made it my favorite :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-6510494512018830723?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/6510494512018830723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=6510494512018830723' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/6510494512018830723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/6510494512018830723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-3-in-nauvoo.html' title='day 3 in Nauvoo'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SXKY4wXAjII/AAAAAAAAAzE/34wfBr4rOjU/s72-c/DSC02979.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-2752375438698894660</id><published>2009-01-15T12:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T14:32:15.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nAuVoO day 2</title><content type='html'>Well the second day we decided to drive into Nauvoo and see the sites.  The kids were so excited to see Nauvoo!  I think Avery was the first to spot the temple...and what a beautiful site!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SW-lMUTqbpI/AAAAAAAAAxw/09Gh4AF7n08/s1600-h/DSC02936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SW-lMUTqbpI/AAAAAAAAAxw/09Gh4AF7n08/s320/DSC02936.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291629718211817106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first stop was to the Church of Christ.  They own Joseph Smith's house and his store.  We were lead by a nice old man.  We went to the first log cabin the Prophet Joseph Smith had.  It was so neat to be in the same spot that he had lived, walked and talked just like us.  We thought it was so small and they had added on the other part of it later ... so imagine how small it was when they first lived there.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SW-kxHSGBqI/AAAAAAAAAxo/RmfnPVRtpIM/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SW-kxHSGBqI/AAAAAAAAAxo/RmfnPVRtpIM/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291629250859108002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Nauvoo house which was used as a hotel a lot.  This is also where Emma passed away, in the corner bedroom.  We didn't get to go inside this one I think they have it set up to use as a bbq place in the summer.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But it was such a good feeling to walk on the sidewalks and just look around at the neighborhood that was there.  I loved picturing it back when they were there no cars just horses and kids running a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nd playing it is such a beautiful place, with a strong spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SW-mDEpWd8I/AAAAAAAAAx4/jpXI88QKetI/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SW-mDEpWd8I/AAAAAAAAAx4/jpXI88QKetI/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291630658900621250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as we walked we saw the headstones of Lucy Mac Smith and Joseph Smith Sr.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SW-nbUYc5JI/AAAAAAAAAyA/yM-48qqZdBA/s1600-h/DSC02925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SW-nbUYc5JI/AAAAAAAAAyA/yM-48qqZdBA/s320/DSC02925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291632174953194642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SW-oBl022KI/AAAAAAAAAyI/_0uMV0-nbXU/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SW-oBl022KI/AAAAAAAAAyI/_0uMV0-nbXU/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291632832470767778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we stopped at Emma, Joseph and Hyrum Smith's headstones.  This was a neat feeling to visit their actual grave.  The tour guide said that the mobs wanted to destroy the bodies so Joseph and Hyrum's bodies were hid just down the hill from this spot for quite a while until they thought it was safe to dig them up and mark their grave.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SW-r3Awq7iI/AAAAAAAAAyY/gnA4mwBG7y8/s1600-h/DSC02930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SW-r3Awq7iI/AAAAAAAAAyY/gnA4mwBG7y8/s320/DSC02930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291637048768917026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then off to the Mansion House!  Isn't it so pretty?  This was Joseph and Emma's home.  They used it as a hotel too, and served meals.  I LOVED seeing their home.  This is where they were living when Joseph went to Carthage.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SW-pwIxi_3I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/bd8jUZgtJ6I/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SW-pwIxi_3I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/bd8jUZgtJ6I/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291634731637735282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended at Joseph's store.  It was very cute!  They had a lot of old fashioned candy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;souvenirs to buy.  Reddek had kind of been a pain this whole day but we bought him a sucker and he was good the rest of the day! I think it is hard for young ones to walk around old houses that they can't touch anything nor do they have much room to walk around in.  I felt so stupid because we had been invited then Reddek was a being a pain, but he e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;nded up doing lots better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;We drove down the road from the Church of Christ and saw Parley's street it was so pretty to see.  We stopped at the first stop that the Church of Jesus Christ of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Latter Day Saints had, The Seventies Hall.  It was so pretty and you could feel the spirit so strong there knowing the important things that went on in there and the important people that held meetings there.  I loved seeing the older missionaries and hearing their testimonies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SW-tWusWeVI/AAAAAAAAAyg/UfDzz35BWP8/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SW-tWusWeVI/AAAAAAAAAyg/UfDzz35BWP8/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291638693186402642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we were all starving so we went to this little diner Dottie's.  It is a little inside joke and i laugh everytime I think about it.  It was a small town and this diner was not our style.  I thought Jason and Joe were going to walk out.  But we stayed and I enjoyed my food.  Jason on the other hand doesn't like other people preparing his food let alone in this run down little diner.  So I am sure he was still hungry when we left.  But it is all part of the experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then hit another site...the Family Living Center.  This place was so cool!  They showed us how the pioneers survived.  They made their barrels...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SW-z4oWq6pI/AAAAAAAAAyw/DHNvaOHc-o8/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SW-z4oWq6pI/AAAAAAAAAyw/DHNvaOHc-o8/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291645872670173842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SW-zTuVMy2I/AAAAAAAAAyo/ns8bK6F38cY/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SW-zTuVMy2I/AAAAAAAAAyo/ns8bK6F38cY/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291645238619458402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their ropes.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SW-0pvx5k7I/AAAAAAAAAy4/lzpMOXEExsI/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SW-0pvx5k7I/AAAAAAAAAy4/lzpMOXEExsI/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291646716477019058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their candles, rugs, bread, and so much more.  The kids loved this much more!  They got to help hands on and see how to make stuff.  A sister missionary told us about how they made their candles and just little things they had to do.  The candles were made out of animal fat so they had to make some tin containers so the mice wouldn't eat them, and then to let the candles breath they had to have holes in the container.  It made me realize how much they had to do to prepare to go across the plains.  I gained a stronger testimony and more appreciation for the pioneers.  My favorite part was the sisters had certain candle that they hung in their window when they had made treats and wanted to have people come over and socialize.  I wish we still did things like that :) &lt;br /&gt;By then we were all pretty tired and so we went back the Mansion house.  This vacation was so nice and relaxing.  I think having a house to go back to instead of a hotel room made the difference.  We ate dinner watched shows talked laughed and watched the kids run around.  I loved having some time off work to just be with family.  After we put the kids down the men usually ended up reading Church History books while Andria and I talked.  I loved it!!!  And this was only the second day on this fabulous trip...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-2752375438698894660?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/2752375438698894660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=2752375438698894660' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2752375438698894660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2752375438698894660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/01/nauvoo-day-2.html' title='nAuVoO day 2'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SW-lMUTqbpI/AAAAAAAAAxw/09Gh4AF7n08/s72-c/DSC02936.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-6351857250874164056</id><published>2009-01-12T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T14:08:35.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well Nauvoo is going to be a while…But anyway!&lt;br /&gt;We had a great weekend.  My mom and sister came up Friday we all took the kids to lunch hung out then left my poor dad with all the kidos so we could go get massages.  My cute little bro Kalon bought my mom a massage for Christmas so my mom thought it would be a good idea to buy my sister and I one!  It WAS AMAZING!!!  I just love getting massages.  Do you think anyone could really ever get sick of getting massaged?  We had an hour and it flew right by.  That is a long time, but when you are getting your WHOLE body done it goes by way too quick.  Then my wonderful parents took us all out to dinner.  It was fun to see everyone and hang out.  I love when my parents come to stay, I don't have to do much.  Reddek absolutely adores my mom so she takes him and I can relax.  Saturday Morning Reddek woke up I went and got him he said "mom where’s mama?"  I said down stairs probably sleeping.  He responded "I go down stairs get her".  So I went back to bed for a while!  Thanks for the great weekend. No fun pictures so sorry, just a boring post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-6351857250874164056?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/6351857250874164056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=6351857250874164056' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/6351857250874164056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/6351857250874164056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/01/great-weekend.html' title='Great Weekend'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-4632577168831541064</id><published>2009-01-07T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T16:26:14.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nauvoo day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I was waiting for &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Andria&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; to post her pictures because she has lots more and better ones, but I will start posting and add pictures as hers come up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 21.5pt; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Day one= travel!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it was Reddek's&lt;span style="font-size: 15.5pt; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15.5pt; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;first time on an airplane&lt;/span&gt;...he did great! He didn't love having to sit on our laps and sit still for about 5 hours, but we managed. Our flight left at &lt;span style="font-size: 21.5pt; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;7:10 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 21.5pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;yes I said AM. We all had to leave our house about 5:00 am to make sure we got the car parked and all. Let me give you a history of Jason and my travel experience. We have always been the kids on these trips. I didn't have to worry about where my tickets were my mom had them. I never paid attention where we went in the airport I was always following someone. I know this is &lt;span style="font-size: 21.5pt; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;pathetic,&lt;/span&gt; but it is how it is. Jason wasn't worried, but I for some reason was. Well &lt;span style="font-size: 21.5pt; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;duh &lt;/span&gt;it isn't that hard so we made it just fine I just had anxiety about it. We went for the cheap tickets so we had to first fly to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Phoenix&lt;/st1:City&gt; then to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;St. Louis&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size: 21.5pt; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Weird &lt;/span&gt;I know. So we left like 3 hours earlier than our friends the other &lt;span style="font-size: 15.5pt; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;McCauls&lt;/span&gt;, but only got there like 45 mins before them.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SWVEy2Ror1I/AAAAAAAAAwU/IB4MqIM9wFE/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SWVEy2Ror1I/AAAAAAAAAwU/IB4MqIM9wFE/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288708977770147666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Reddek of course didn't fall asleep on the plane as we had hoped. He waited until we were landing on our second flight. So he got a &lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;little &lt;/span&gt;nap while waiting for the rest of us. Yes we were lucky enough to get invited to go with &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Joe &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Andria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; and their girls on this trip.&lt;br /&gt;Well it is a three hour drive from the airport to Nauvoo...weird; nobody really knew where Nauvoo was. I never realized that it is a tiny town out in middle of no where so most people don't know about it unless they are a member of our church or have studied our church history. On the drive to the &lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Mansion House&lt;/span&gt; (in Nauvoo) Reddek of course &lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;threw up&lt;/span&gt;! I don't know if he gets car sick or what but needless to say we had a half hour stop cleaning him and the car seat up. Yes the van &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;stunk&lt;/span&gt; the rest of the trip! (Sorry everyone)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SWVGXDo1rYI/AAAAAAAAAwc/KF6WBigl6WU/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SWVGXDo1rYI/AAAAAAAAAwc/KF6WBigl6WU/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288710699344047490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we arrived at about 8:00 pm and got all settled in while the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt; hubbys &lt;/span&gt;went and got food.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-4632577168831541064?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/4632577168831541064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=4632577168831541064' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/4632577168831541064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/4632577168831541064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/01/nauvoo-day-1.html' title='Nauvoo day 1'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SWVEy2Ror1I/AAAAAAAAAwU/IB4MqIM9wFE/s72-c/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-6210567051158932724</id><published>2009-01-03T12:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T13:50:15.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~cHrIsTmAs~</title><content type='html'>Well I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas with lots of family and relaxing.  We headed down to Sanpete &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Christmas Eve&lt;/span&gt;...the truck was SO full !   We arrived down there about 5:00 just in time for &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;yummy DINNER&lt;/span&gt;!  My whole family was there...Rachel  and her family, Logan, and Kalon even made it down for Christmas!  We were so happy to spend time with them.  We don't get to see Kalon much so it is always a treat when he is around.  We all ate, ate, and ate some more then talked played games and of course opened pjs.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SV_WAezXA_I/AAAAAAAAAwM/S8co55ywa3I/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SV_WAezXA_I/AAAAAAAAAwM/S8co55ywa3I/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287179791313077234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SV_VajeqzAI/AAAAAAAAAwE/gvzEm3e8Xu4/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SV_VajeqzAI/AAAAAAAAAwE/gvzEm3e8Xu4/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287179139733441538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Logan and he is such a dork...don't you love his Christmas eve PJs?  He is probably going to kill me if he sees this picture posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SV_U90VOHHI/AAAAAAAAAv8/FrbX851FlJs/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SV_U90VOHHI/AAAAAAAAAv8/FrbX851FlJs/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287178646041009266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute grandkids on Christmas Eve in their new PJs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the PJs we read the Christmas story, then we have a tradition to watch the home video of the year before...it was funny, Reddek hasn't changed much he can talk better and is bigger but he &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOOKs&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SAME&lt;/span&gt;!  Jade has changed alot.  After that the kids got in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Grandma's tub, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sat out cookies for Santa with a note and went to bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!  Then all of us stayed up played this great game called &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MADGAB, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and scatagories.  It was so fun if you haven't played madgab you need to try it.  We were laughing so hard Reddek woke up and yelled MOM.  I go in and said "whats wrong?".  His response, "mom SHHH I go ni night."  It was funny, but we couldn't keep it down too long the game is so funny!  Then of course we all went to sleep so Santa could come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Christmas Morning we all woke about 6:30...usually my sister has us all up about 5:00 and we have to tell her to wait a while.  She slept in and Kalon was the one to wake us all up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SV_UjuwgE_I/AAAAAAAAAv0/ZZiHTnjZAR4/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SV_UjuwgE_I/AAAAAAAAAv0/ZZiHTnjZAR4/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287178197868221426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SV_UO18Z24I/AAAAAAAAAvs/US0E-S-cEvk/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SV_UO18Z24I/AAAAAAAAAvs/US0E-S-cEvk/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287177839019940738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SV_Ty92IIcI/AAAAAAAAAvk/SuNYmmFfQTw/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SV_Ty92IIcI/AAAAAAAAAvk/SuNYmmFfQTw/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287177360104759746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Red FINALLY got his Choo choo Train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SV_TZ0KNlxI/AAAAAAAAAvc/B_CbfnqFMG8/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SV_TZ0KNlxI/AAAAAAAAAvc/B_CbfnqFMG8/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287176928007919378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jason and Red by our pile...we got spoiled which we do every year!  We got eachother an IPOD classic, clothes and shoes.  Then Jason decided he had to go out one day before Christmas and get me suprises.  Last year I asked everyone for a scripture holder (they all forgot and I never got it) well this year Jason got me one along with a good book lots of BATH STUFF and my favorite perfume....Ralph Lauren.  Thanks!!!  I suck I don't get him suprises becAuse we talk about it and decide what we are getting together go shopping pick stuff out and I think I am done shopping for him.  Hopefully next year I can suprise him!  My parents got us a dvd player for the car  clothes candy and a bunch of other stuff. They got Reddek A TON!  one of  his favorites is the desk above...he loves to draw and color.  They also got him a cute cars bath set.  It has a comb, mirror, gel, shampoo and foam soap and a fake razor!  So now every time he baths he has to shave like dad!  It is so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SV_TD5wFxLI/AAAAAAAAAvU/TpgZ_nQt82A/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SV_TD5wFxLI/AAAAAAAAAvU/TpgZ_nQt82A/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287176551551845554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rachel, Rob and Jade with their pile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SV_Sl_9h3AI/AAAAAAAAAvM/qGJE78Z9LWA/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SV_Sl_9h3AI/AAAAAAAAAvM/qGJE78Z9LWA/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287176037822749698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My two little brothers and their small stack of presents...they want expensive stuff so they don't get as many!  Logan was pretty upset about it.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SV_R-C6HwLI/AAAAAAAAAvE/9PuCA1xcYRM/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SV_R-C6HwLI/AAAAAAAAAvE/9PuCA1xcYRM/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287175351418994866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My parents and their pile of presents...it is a tradition that we (all the kids) do their stockings and pajamas and they do ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After presents we usually let the parents have an hour rest...then my Grandma Lud usually comes over for Breakfast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SV_RP9u5o3I/AAAAAAAAAu8/Xp5tRPp_xvU/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SV_RP9u5o3I/AAAAAAAAAu8/Xp5tRPp_xvU/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287174559755772786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little family Christmas Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SV_Q9EtI_TI/AAAAAAAAAu0/pryl5yes6fE/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SV_Q9EtI_TI/AAAAAAAAAu0/pryl5yes6fE/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287174235209923890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kalon, Me, Reddek, Logan, my dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year my mom's dad(grandpa Al) and my dad's mom (grandma lud) live at the same assisted living center so it was nice to go over there and see both of them open their presents.  They are so funny they get along very good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SV_QpfIzeGI/AAAAAAAAAus/1rd_maKZC0k/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SV_QpfIzeGI/AAAAAAAAAus/1rd_maKZC0k/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287173898707892322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My grandpa Al and Kalon. &lt;br /&gt;We gave grandpa Al candy and nuts because that is what he likes.  Well my Grandma Lud can't have candy so we got her dresses and lotion and stuff and she leaned over to grandpa Al  and said, "I need to shack up with you so I can have some of that candy!"  Then Grandpa Al said, "only if I get to wear one of those dresses!"  They are so sweet and we love seeing them! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SV_QV85ov7I/AAAAAAAAAuk/G1_qUvyh0jo/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SV_QV85ov7I/AAAAAAAAAuk/G1_qUvyh0jo/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287173563099955122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My grandma Lud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Christmas was so nice and relaxing.  While I was in Sanpete my good friend Tara Mogle set up a lunch for a bunch of us from high school to go eat at fat jacks(Roy's Pizza) and catch up!  It was nice to see everyone and thier kids.  We ended up talking about our kids most of the time.  I hope we continue to do that whenever some of us are down there.  Thanks Tara!  I wish I would have taken my camera so I would have pictures of everyone!  Tara Mogle (Christensen), Rachel Hansen(Ludvigson), Talisha Johnson(Edwards), Ashley Petersen(Johnson), and Ashley &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bougoure-Latchford(Nilson).  It was fun thanks girls!!!&lt;br /&gt;We were gone to Nauvoo for a week before Christmas so stay tuned the trip is coming up next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-6210567051158932724?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/6210567051158932724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=6210567051158932724' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/6210567051158932724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/6210567051158932724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas.html' title='~cHrIsTmAs~'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SV_WAezXA_I/AAAAAAAAAwM/S8co55ywa3I/s72-c/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-2957323264198238845</id><published>2008-12-29T17:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T18:34:46.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>McCaul's Christmas Party!!!</title><content type='html'>I know I am so behind on my blog, but I have only been home a total of 2-1/2 days since December 16th!!! So I will be slowly catching up on all the fun and exciting things we have been up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The McCaul Christmas Party is one of my favorite things about Christmas. As you can tell in my past posts I really love the family I married into (might be part of the reason I married him;) j/k...well we always have a wonderful Christmas Party with the McCaul's. This year Jason's sister Teresa did it and it turned out so so so good! Thanks for all your hard work!&lt;br /&gt;Some things you might want to know about the McCaul's.&lt;br /&gt;There are 9 kids ranging from 45 - 24&lt;br /&gt;that means there are A TON o f cute Grandkids (yes McCaul's are cute so they all have cute kids!)&lt;br /&gt;They are ALL some of the greatest people I know! They know how to party...we always have fun laugh sing and of course feel the spirit at these gatherings. (Sorry I think this is going to be long)&lt;br /&gt;the great DAD to all of these kids past away almost a year ago. February of 2008. He was a great guy...I always left him feeling better. He could cheer me up, always make me laugh and he just had this way about him to boost me up whenever I was around him. we all love and miss him.&lt;br /&gt;ok back to the party! We all arrived hung out talked; some of the family couldn't make it which made us sad because we love it when EVERYONE is there!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But with that many people it is hard to have a time that works with everyone’s schedule.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SVmCPgfeiVI/AAAAAAAAAuc/MWsiWzUPG78/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SVmCPgfeiVI/AAAAAAAAAuc/MWsiWzUPG78/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285398840627595602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All the Moores well most of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SVmB3elYQWI/AAAAAAAAAuU/wi961ArPqec/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SVmB3elYQWI/AAAAAAAAAuU/wi961ArPqec/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285398427798618466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Denise and Cute Baby Audrey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SVmBZ449RGI/AAAAAAAAAuM/cUDJWiI1qbE/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SVmBZ449RGI/AAAAAAAAAuM/cUDJWiI1qbE/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285397919463982178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jason and his cute sister Liz trying to act annoyed when I take the picture!  I love them both...she is one of my favorites:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the kids made some gingerbread houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SVl-dxqxqsI/AAAAAAAAAuE/5LLZanVEfPg/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SVl-dxqxqsI/AAAAAAAAAuE/5LLZanVEfPg/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285394687710046914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reddek trying to eat the candy before I had it completed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SVl-K8Da5cI/AAAAAAAAAt8/GolPH5yvXOM/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SVl-K8Da5cI/AAAAAAAAAt8/GolPH5yvXOM/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285394364080252354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cute McCaul girls making their house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SVl92EestRI/AAAAAAAAAt0/qaXxmA19Bn8/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SVl92EestRI/AAAAAAAAAt0/qaXxmA19Bn8/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285394005564896530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryland and his gingerbread house!  He for sure had the best one until the roof caved in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we all ate some FABULOUS soup and other snacks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SVl9Af_VTsI/AAAAAAAAAts/9nddVv8s0iE/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SVl9Af_VTsI/AAAAAAAAAts/9nddVv8s0iE/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285393085236596418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my favorite families...Parris Shannon and their cute boy Collyn&lt;br /&gt;(I didn't get pictures of all my favorite families)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SVl8sprLvKI/AAAAAAAAAtk/xVi5MjEAgPM/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SVl8sprLvKI/AAAAAAAAAtk/xVi5MjEAgPM/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285392744239053986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of my nieces hanging and eating yummy yummy soup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SVl8TAHgz-I/AAAAAAAAAtc/TOpZw07TZqI/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SVl8TAHgz-I/AAAAAAAAAtc/TOpZw07TZqI/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285392303586856930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jason of course being a punk and not posing for the picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SVl77wEfPcI/AAAAAAAAAtU/lK8YSoLO5RU/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SVl77wEfPcI/AAAAAAAAAtU/lK8YSoLO5RU/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285391904142212546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of the cute cousins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course Santa Claus came...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SVl7nBTnZ2I/AAAAAAAAAtM/1w24WBZUp6U/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SVl7nBTnZ2I/AAAAAAAAAtM/1w24WBZUp6U/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285391547991811938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little boy Kyle on Santa's lap...I don't think he got anything because we all know he has been a BAD BOY:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SVl6-q4iK3I/AAAAAAAAAtE/QPBykf6yIO4/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SVl6-q4iK3I/AAAAAAAAAtE/QPBykf6yIO4/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285390854777875314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute Reddek on Santa's lap...he loved Santa so much he went back up to sit with Santa as we sang Christmas songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SVl6gvWbFQI/AAAAAAAAAs8/5JqNL7PUz2M/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+027.jpg"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then we exchanged gifts.  With that large of family we draw families so we don't have to buy too many presents.  It was nice it started and you had to say something nice about the family you gave to.  And of course we were all crying at that point.  Then Tammy got out a present that she got for all of us...yes she does this every year!  They were blue pillows with trains on them (you have to know their dad) Parris was playing Christmas music on the guitar in the background which made the spirit even stronger.  Tammy went on to read this poem she wrote about her dad.  It was so great!  I know we will all remember this Christmas Party!  Then Annette (the mom of all these wonderful kids) gave her present that she had made for each of us!  They are Christmas blankets.  They have a lot of meaning there are ten rows for all the kids and a gold row for Bob (the dad) and a silver row for representing her.  She put a lot of hard work into these and I know we will all cherish them FOREVER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the night ended with all of us relaxing watching the Grinch with popcorn and cake! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the best Christmas party ever...ok I say that every year.  I always love the McCaul Christmas Party:)  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SVl6gvWbFQI/AAAAAAAAAs8/5JqNL7PUz2M/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SVl6gvWbFQI/AAAAAAAAAs8/5JqNL7PUz2M/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285390340580906242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SVl57ppecGI/AAAAAAAAAs0/Jg4cqOjih1s/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SVl57ppecGI/AAAAAAAAAs0/Jg4cqOjih1s/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285389703395045474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SVl5nV2vNhI/AAAAAAAAAss/rX9pjnbqtVg/s1600-h/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SVl5nV2vNhI/AAAAAAAAAss/rX9pjnbqtVg/s320/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285389354484577810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-2957323264198238845?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/2957323264198238845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=2957323264198238845' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2957323264198238845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2957323264198238845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2008/12/mccauls-christmas-party.html' title='McCaul&apos;s Christmas Party!!!'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SVmCPgfeiVI/AAAAAAAAAuc/MWsiWzUPG78/s72-c/Xmas+and+Nauvoo+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-7443131383010418412</id><published>2008-12-15T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T15:53:13.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HO HO HO!</title><content type='html'>Shannon and I took the boys to see Santa!&lt;br /&gt;This is them patiently waiting in line...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SUbpHrBa-eI/AAAAAAAAArY/b-WO7tjjwKE/s1600-h/HPIM1199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SUbpHrBa-eI/AAAAAAAAArY/b-WO7tjjwKE/s320/HPIM1199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280163931155528162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then was time to see how they did on Santa's lap!  Reddek being such a cautious kid  suprised me!  He didn't cry he walked over put his hands up like pick me up and sat there.  He didn't get too friendly but he sat there told him he wanted a choo choo and candy.   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SUbpbknnIyI/AAAAAAAAArg/UEwO6w1t4ic/s1600-h/HPIM1200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SUbpbknnIyI/AAAAAAAAArg/UEwO6w1t4ic/s320/HPIM1200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280164273034044194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Collyn suprised us too!  Collyn is for sure the more adventurous one of the two but he didn't like Santa.  I didn't get a picture with my camera but Shannon sat down on his knee with him but he still cried and wanted to go bye byes.  He was so cute!&lt;br /&gt;SO I GUESS YOU NEVER CAN TELL WHAT THE KIDS WILL DO WITH SANTA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SUbp1mPiJyI/AAAAAAAAAro/ZF14fi_RJF0/s1600-h/HPIM1202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SUbp1mPiJyI/AAAAAAAAAro/ZF14fi_RJF0/s320/HPIM1202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280164720146523938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Reddek finally got his candy and was HAPPY :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SUbsEx5QkvI/AAAAAAAAArw/72uKvuYaPTU/s1600-h/HPIM1220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SUbsEx5QkvI/AAAAAAAAArw/72uKvuYaPTU/s320/HPIM1220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280167179995615986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the mall with my sister and her daughter and was lucky enough to see him again!!!  Reddek did fine again, but Jade on the other hand was more like Collyn didn't want to sit on his lap.  She will talk about him and that he is bringing her a princess and Reddek a choo choo.  She was so cute!   Luckily I got a picture this time.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SUbs4gf7w6I/AAAAAAAAAr4/FKZllMo4Lfk/s1600-h/HPIM1221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SUbs4gf7w6I/AAAAAAAAAr4/FKZllMo4Lfk/s320/HPIM1221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280168068679189410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this time of year especially with a 2 yr old!  They really do make the holidays come to life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-7443131383010418412?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/7443131383010418412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=7443131383010418412' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/7443131383010418412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/7443131383010418412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2008/12/ho-ho-ho.html' title='HO HO HO!'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SUbpHrBa-eI/AAAAAAAAArY/b-WO7tjjwKE/s72-c/HPIM1199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-3203486617930288365</id><published>2008-12-12T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:41:08.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wHaT hAvE yOu DoNe?</title><content type='html'>Rules are: Anything you have done has to be in bold. How much have you done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Started your own blog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Slept under the stars&lt;/strong&gt; (Sleeping on the tramp growing up, and now on our deck a couple times)&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Played in a band&lt;/strong&gt; (Middle school )&lt;br /&gt;4. Visited Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Watched a meteor shower&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Given more than you can afford to charity&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;Been to Disneyland&lt;/strong&gt; (I LOVE Disneyland!)&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;Climbed a mountain.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Held a Praying Mantis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;Sang a solo... and I am so not a singer!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bungee jumped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Visited Paris&lt;br /&gt;13. Watched a lightning storm at sea&lt;br /&gt;14. Taught yourself an art from scratch&lt;br /&gt;15. Adopted a child&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;strong&gt;Had food poisoning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Been to the Statue of Liberty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;strong&gt;Grown your own vegetables&lt;/strong&gt; (I can't really say it was my own garden, but since I weeded the family garden daily, I feel like I have some ownership)&lt;br /&gt;19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France&lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;strong&gt;Slept on an train&lt;/strong&gt; (In Germany!)&lt;br /&gt;21. &lt;strong&gt;Had a pillow fight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hitch hiked &lt;/span&gt;(Does it count as a kid hitch hiking to Manti?  We usually got picked up by someone we knew)&lt;br /&gt;23. &lt;strong&gt;Taken a sick day when you’re not ill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.&lt;strong&gt; Built a snow fort&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. Held a lamb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Gone skinny dipping&lt;br /&gt;27. &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Run a Marathon&lt;/strong&gt; (Hope to do my 1st 1/2 marathon in January:-)&lt;br /&gt;28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice&lt;br /&gt;29. Seen a total eclipse&lt;br /&gt;30. &lt;strong&gt;Watched a sunrise or sunset&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Hit a home run&lt;br /&gt;32. &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Been on a cruise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seen Niagara Falls in person &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Visited the birthplace of your ancestors  &lt;/span&gt;(in Germany...we even went to our ancestor's castle)&lt;br /&gt;35. &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Seen an Amish community&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. &lt;strong&gt;Taught yourself a new language&lt;/strong&gt; (Doesn't your own kids language count? LOL)&lt;br /&gt;37. &lt;strong&gt;Had enough money to be truly satisfied (this one won't go unbold)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person&lt;br /&gt;39. &lt;strong&gt;Gone rock climbing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Seen Michelangelo’s David&lt;br /&gt;41. &lt;strong&gt;Sung karaoke  (a late night with just Jason and I at The Blue Note)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. &lt;strong&gt;Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Visited Africa&lt;br /&gt;45. &lt;strong&gt;Walked on a beach by moonlight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Been transported in an ambulance&lt;br /&gt;47. Had your portrait painted&lt;br /&gt;48. Gone deep sea fishing&lt;br /&gt;49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person&lt;br /&gt;50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris&lt;br /&gt;51. &lt;strong&gt;Gone scuba diving or snorkeling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. &lt;strong&gt;Kissed in the rain &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. &lt;strong&gt;Played in the mud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54.&lt;strong&gt; Gone to a drive-in theater&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Been in a movie&lt;br /&gt;56. Visited the Great Wall of China&lt;br /&gt;57. Started a business&lt;br /&gt;58. Taken a martial arts class&lt;br /&gt;59. Visited Russia&lt;br /&gt;60. Served at a soup kitchen&lt;br /&gt;61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies&lt;br /&gt;62. &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Gone whale watching&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. &lt;strong&gt;Got flowers for no reason&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Donated blood, platelets or plasma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Gone sky diving&lt;br /&gt;66. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp (the one Ann Frank was at)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Bounced a check&lt;br /&gt;68. &lt;strong&gt;Flown in a helicopter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. &lt;strong&gt;Saved a favorite childhood toy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. &lt;strong&gt;Visited the Lincoln Memorial&lt;/strong&gt; (every American should have to go to Washington DC, its so amazing!)&lt;br /&gt;71. Eaten Caviar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;72. Tied a quilt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Stood in Times Square&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Toured the Everglades&lt;br /&gt;75. Been fired from a job&lt;br /&gt;76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London&lt;br /&gt;77.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Broken a Bone (does my nose count as a bone?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. &lt;strong&gt;Been on a speeding motorcycle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. &lt;strong&gt;Seen the Grand Canyon in person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Published a book&lt;br /&gt;81. Visited the Vatican&lt;br /&gt;82. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bought a brand new car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Walked in Jerusalem&lt;br /&gt;84. &lt;strong&gt;Had your picture in the newspaper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Read the entire Bible&lt;br /&gt;86. &lt;strong&gt;Visited the White House &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. &lt;strong&gt;Killed and prepared an animal for eating &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. &lt;strong&gt;Had chickenpox &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Saved someone’s life&lt;br /&gt;90. Sat on a jury&lt;br /&gt;91. &lt;strong&gt;Met someone famous&lt;/strong&gt; (got a hug from Jason Kidd)&lt;br /&gt;92. Joined a book club&lt;br /&gt;93. &lt;strong&gt;Lost a loved one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Had a baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seen the Alamo in person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake&lt;br /&gt;97. Been involved in a law suit&lt;br /&gt;98. &lt;strong&gt;Owned a cell phone &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99&lt;strong&gt;. Been stung by a bee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Visited Italy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes me realize how much more there is to do and I need to do LOTS more stuff:)&lt;br /&gt;I tagg Andria, Jen, Amber Baker, Charle, Amber Nielsen, Kori and Shannon...whoever wants to do it!  If I tagged you and you don't want to don't:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-3203486617930288365?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/3203486617930288365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=3203486617930288365' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/3203486617930288365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/3203486617930288365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-have-you-done.html' title='wHaT hAvE yOu DoNe?'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-2356266875053447924</id><published>2008-12-09T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:08:08.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temple LiGhTs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/ST76OW4PTXI/AAAAAAAAArQ/pJhtVJ5Fl5s/s1600-h/temple+sq.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/ST76OW4PTXI/AAAAAAAAArQ/pJhtVJ5Fl5s/s320/temple+sq.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277930937891376498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well Saturday we had a nice day! We went up to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Temple&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; square to look at the lights and watch the Joseph Smith movie. When we got there it was so busy Jason and I both got a little irritated. We tried to park for I swear an hour! If Reddek would have started crying we would have turned around and went home. Luckily he didn't. It was crazy the how my feelings changed once I got out of the car I just felt calm and relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fun started with soup, bread and dessert at our house then we all headed up there. We had a big group...Joe and &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Andria&lt;/st1:city&gt;'s family, Denise (&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Andria&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;’s mom) Annette (Jason’s mom) and Jason's little sister Julie and her husband Brandon. It was so nice to be together and feel the spirit. Reddek liked the Joseph Smith movie. He still talks about the lights at the temple with Joseph Smith.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/ST73OE5fooI/AAAAAAAAArA/cwAWCwXbXlY/s1600-h/christ.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/ST73OE5fooI/AAAAAAAAArA/cwAWCwXbXlY/s320/christ.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277927634529919618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is most of our group, except Julie, Brandon, and Joe!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/ST74EfSzzQI/AAAAAAAAArI/Z8xC9x0r8-Y/s1600-h/joe+and+andria.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/ST74EfSzzQI/AAAAAAAAArI/Z8xC9x0r8-Y/s320/joe+and+andria.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277928569328356610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/ST72rFUNvvI/AAAAAAAAAqw/Vdko00B6TY4/s1600-h/us+at+the+temple.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/ST72rFUNvvI/AAAAAAAAAqw/Vdko00B6TY4/s320/us+at+the+temple.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277927033346572018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/ST72zUrUESI/AAAAAAAAAq4/UtRnTAq4yyE/s1600-h/grandmas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/ST72zUrUESI/AAAAAAAAAq4/UtRnTAq4yyE/s320/grandmas.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277927174908940578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/ST7zy5ti0II/AAAAAAAAAqo/MZJ_YHgiJhk/s1600-h/HPIM1208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/ST7zy5ti0II/AAAAAAAAAqo/MZJ_YHgiJhk/s320/HPIM1208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277923869135655042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He couldn't take his eyes off the temple so this is the best we could do for a picture!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/ST7yalLXa6I/AAAAAAAAAqg/4nv1fL4Au8w/s1600-h/temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/ST7yalLXa6I/AAAAAAAAAqg/4nv1fL4Au8w/s320/temple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277922351795104674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/ST7whmVYQWI/AAAAAAAAAqY/UAyZBjCcf1s/s1600-h/HPIM1207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/ST7whmVYQWI/AAAAAAAAAqY/UAyZBjCcf1s/s320/HPIM1207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277920273341366626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Add_Image" title="Add Image" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="addImage();" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);;ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Add Image" class="gl_photo" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-2356266875053447924?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/2356266875053447924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=2356266875053447924' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2356266875053447924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2356266875053447924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2008/12/temple-lights.html' title='Temple LiGhTs'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/ST76OW4PTXI/AAAAAAAAArQ/pJhtVJ5Fl5s/s72-c/temple+sq.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-2726033457934960651</id><published>2008-12-05T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T15:51:07.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TwO cUtE fRiEnDs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STm9zLR4l6I/AAAAAAAAAqA/t_uMh3NgdAI/s1600-h/12-05-2008+12%3B50%3B39PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STm9zLR4l6I/AAAAAAAAAqA/t_uMh3NgdAI/s320/12-05-2008+12%3B50%3B39PM.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276457125340026786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/JASONM%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/JASONM%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/JASONM%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;So as I mentioned in my last post I met up with two&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; old&lt;/span&gt; friends.  I always wonder what people I went to high school with are up to and now with a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;BLOG&lt;/span&gt; I can keep in touch with a few of them.  It was so fun to have lunch and talk about our lives.  Of course Tamber and I bored Marcee with stories of our kids and you know other &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;CrAzY sTuFf!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;They are both as &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beautiful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as ever.  Thanks for the good time to catch up and have a girls lunch!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STm-DEb28vI/AAAAAAAAAqI/cTlg4p6o5mA/s1600-h/12-05-2008+12%3B48%3B45PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STm-DEb28vI/AAAAAAAAAqI/cTlg4p6o5mA/s320/12-05-2008+12%3B48%3B45PM.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276457398380720882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-2726033457934960651?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/2726033457934960651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=2726033457934960651' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2726033457934960651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2726033457934960651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2008/12/two-cute-friends.html' title='TwO cUtE fRiEnDs'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STm9zLR4l6I/AAAAAAAAAqA/t_uMh3NgdAI/s72-c/12-05-2008+12%3B50%3B39PM.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-689667461535448621</id><published>2008-12-03T18:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T19:22:04.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Weekend</title><content type='html'>We had  a great Thanksgiving weekend!   It is our year to go with my fam so we packed up early Thursday and headed down to Sterling.   My aunt did it this year and we had so many we had to go to the church!   It was different but it was nice we put the kids in the nursery and we could  all visit.   There was so much food, and I felt guilty eating any because we didn't have to take ANYTHING!   I think they had about 50 pies no lie and of course I tried three of them.   My mom made this white chocolate  cherry pie and it was delicious.   We left there and all needed a nap.My sister came late so we had our own Thanksgiving that my mom had made for us.  We ate yet MORE turkey and stuffing for dinner.  And my sister brought the BEST pecan pie, I think I ate the whole thing;)  We then ditched the kids with the grandparents and went and saw 4 Christmases and I LOVED it!  I laughed the entire time.   I am so happy this time of year to be with FaMiLy NON sToP...and all the fun traditions we all have. Friday I was able to meet some old friends(Tamber and Marcee) for lunch it was so fun to catch up with them.  That night Manti had a light parade and then Santa Clause goes to the high school for the kids.  Well we waited in line for an hour and Reddek was so tired but he kept wanting to sit on Santa's lap so we stayed and when we were only about half way through the line, but had been waiting for an hour and a half we left.  We knew he was going to cry and not really sit on his lap anyway.  (aren't we rude parents?) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STdGMmsG8kI/AAAAAAAAApo/OueOfer_P5I/s1600-h/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STdGMmsG8kI/AAAAAAAAApo/OueOfer_P5I/s320/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275762670845751874" border="0" /&gt;(&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STdF9g7GmhI/AAAAAAAAApg/Gv8FXHUbQjw/s1600-h/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STdF9g7GmhI/AAAAAAAAApg/Gv8FXHUbQjw/s320/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275762411599993362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got to see cousins we haven't seen FOREVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use to babysit all these little ones when they were babies and now they are almost as big as me!  It was so fun to see their family.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STdFwn7ss0I/AAAAAAAAApY/gKzw-A1jS2k/s1600-h/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STdFwn7ss0I/AAAAAAAAApY/gKzw-A1jS2k/s320/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275762190143238978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jade and Reddek LOVED playing with "WoGaN"...he had to leave us Thursday night to ride bulls on Friday and Saturday in St. George.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STdJSh8CEMI/AAAAAAAAApw/G0hQDjdhfdw/s1600-h/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STdJSh8CEMI/AAAAAAAAApw/G0hQDjdhfdw/s320/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275766071184462018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STdFlgLwojI/AAAAAAAAApQ/DbbswLF07A0/s1600-h/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STdFlgLwojI/AAAAAAAAApQ/DbbswLF07A0/s320/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275761999084560946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My wonderful parents that put us all up for the L O N G weekend and of course babysat the whole time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STdFUdwbfzI/AAAAAAAAApI/reZB_NahGBI/s1600-h/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STdFUdwbfzI/AAAAAAAAApI/reZB_NahGBI/s320/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275761706375282482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STdETsbDyqI/AAAAAAAAApA/NLBeEIKMsYo/s1600-h/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STdETsbDyqI/AAAAAAAAApA/NLBeEIKMsYo/s320/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275760593620683426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jade eating whip cream and Reddek wondering what the heck she is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STdEG-nU-HI/AAAAAAAAAo4/ISBZVJgtQA0/s1600-h/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STdEG-nU-HI/AAAAAAAAAo4/ISBZVJgtQA0/s320/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275760375165679730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend ended with us leaving Reddek with Jason's sister Kori and us going on a fun muddy four-wheeler ride.  We saw lots of people getting trees and we kind of missed it but we decided to bag it and go to a tree lot, where we found the PERFECT TREE!  (like everybody else)  It looks lots better in person, but pictures will work! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STdJ5HuVQuI/AAAAAAAAAp4/tNMegVEea-Q/s1600-h/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STdJ5HuVQuI/AAAAAAAAAp4/tNMegVEea-Q/s320/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275766734162576098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a Happy Thanksgiving!  And I am THANKFUL FOR ALL OF YOU!  ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-689667461535448621?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/689667461535448621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=689667461535448621' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/689667461535448621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/689667461535448621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving-weekend.html' title='Thanksgiving Weekend'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STdGMmsG8kI/AAAAAAAAApo/OueOfer_P5I/s72-c/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-1448624476026413207</id><published>2008-12-03T12:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T14:34:03.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 years later!!!</title><content type='html'>Well four years ago on November 20th Jason and I were married in the Manti Temple.  It is crazy how fast it has gone...but also crazy how far we have got in life.  Have a two year old, Jason is done with school and has a career and I also have a career.  I love looking at old picutres so I was looking at some and I took pictures of them so they aren't the best but you get what we looked like.  (basically the same)  We had a great day with tons of family and friends.  I think that day was the best day in my life well that and the day Reddek was born are a toss up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STcD4fDchvI/AAAAAAAAAoY/I1KB41T97xk/s1600-h/Wedding+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STcD4fDchvI/AAAAAAAAAoY/I1KB41T97xk/s320/Wedding+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275689757431334642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason's dad, me, Jason , Jason's mom and stepdad Gene&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STcEgsvageI/AAAAAAAAAoo/7cMv7RQFTAM/s1600-h/Wedding+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STcEgsvageI/AAAAAAAAAoo/7cMv7RQFTAM/s320/Wedding+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275690448300179938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STcEIKEVUeI/AAAAAAAAAog/H6ujPVw056Y/s1600-h/Wedding+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STcEIKEVUeI/AAAAAAAAAog/H6ujPVw056Y/s320/Wedding+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275690026675818978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is us know!  For our anniversary we went up to Midway!  It was so nice and relaxing just what I needed actually:)  Jason has been good to always plan something for us (i don't know why but i think of that as the man's job)  We stayed at this great place Johnson's Mill.  A cute old fashioned bed and breakfast.  My lovely sister watched Reddek for us and we took off.  We went to this fancy place for dinner and it was good, but Jason and I are just as happy with cheap food so we might not eat there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STcDGcpyZvI/AAAAAAAAAoA/UBMBSImDWvs/s1600-h/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STcDGcpyZvI/AAAAAAAAAoA/UBMBSImDWvs/s320/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275688897793386226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STcDem8UkCI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/Iqlj0nMrm1A/s1600-h/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STcDem8UkCI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/Iqlj0nMrm1A/s320/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275689312872337442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STcDUAORWCI/AAAAAAAAAoI/4wtl98jlro0/s1600-h/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STcDUAORWCI/AAAAAAAAAoI/4wtl98jlro0/s320/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275689130679949346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had this trail for us to walk on and a pond...it was so fun to just spend time with one another.  We even saw some deer on our little walk we got pretty close to them too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STcI02NgAnI/AAAAAAAAAow/jQgOXn-cIp8/s1600-h/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STcI02NgAnI/AAAAAAAAAow/jQgOXn-cIp8/s320/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275695192486183538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our deck...and below is our view from our room!!!  I loved this place:) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STcCgYXdGbI/AAAAAAAAAnw/8fXxY9YxVQE/s1600-h/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STcCgYXdGbI/AAAAAAAAAnw/8fXxY9YxVQE/s320/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275688243807721906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STcCq5lUy2I/AAAAAAAAAn4/N3MDZomzvsU/s1600-h/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STcCq5lUy2I/AAAAAAAAAn4/N3MDZomzvsU/s320/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275688424522959714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't that so pretty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STcCKEJyRfI/AAAAAAAAAno/lfn7MHAks0s/s1600-h/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STcCKEJyRfI/AAAAAAAAAno/lfn7MHAks0s/s320/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275687860424558066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our room!  The pictures don't do it justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STcB1PWKpSI/AAAAAAAAAnY/sV3Ks0uY-rc/s1600-h/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STcB1PWKpSI/AAAAAAAAAnY/sV3Ks0uY-rc/s320/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275687502652024098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is what I found...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STbzMcBpzkI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/JZTr9rNfgxk/s1600-h/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STbzMcBpzkI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/JZTr9rNfgxk/s320/Anniversary+to+Thanksgiving+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275671408518221378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went to the bathroom to "freshen up" and I came out to this!  Snacks and sparkling cider.  He is such a cutie!!!  He told me he knew I had been stressed out so he tried to plan a nice relaxing couple of days.  It was and I loved every minute of it!  I love Jason and don't think there is a better match for me.  He is so good to me and I am grateful he puts up with me!  Love you Jason and THANKS A TON for the great couple of days. (we even did it a day earlier so I could go with a bunch of friends to the midnight showing of Twilight...what a great guy)  I hope to have many more years with him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-1448624476026413207?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/1448624476026413207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=1448624476026413207' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/1448624476026413207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/1448624476026413207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2008/12/4-years-later.html' title='4 years later!!!'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/STcD4fDchvI/AAAAAAAAAoY/I1KB41T97xk/s72-c/Wedding+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-5212732550830651930</id><published>2008-11-17T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T13:50:19.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THANKFUL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SSHm7Vhh6vI/AAAAAAAAAm0/td7XH0UB144/s1600-h/thanksgiving-2006-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SSHm7Vhh6vI/AAAAAAAAAm0/td7XH0UB144/s320/thanksgiving-2006-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269746946064640754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well it is almost Thanksgiving and I know I am busy from now til then so I thought I would post about some things I am Thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Gospel. I am thankful for the gospel and the joy it brings in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Reddek.  I just love my little boy.  He is such a good kid and he has brought so much joy to our family.  Jason and I always say we want another Reddek...I know we will love all our kids, but Reddek is just so easy going and is so easy to love.  I am thankful that our Heavenly Father let this sweet spirit come into our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Jason. I know I don't tell Jason enough how thankful  I am for him.  He works hard for our family and helps me out with everything.  He is a great dad and hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My parents.  I know I took my parents for granted.  I am thankful for everything they did and do for me.  They are always there for us and help us out with everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Friends and Family.  I am thankful for the good friends I have and have had in my life and what great examples they are to me.  Family is the best!!!  I love all my family and Jason's.  I couldn't of asked for a better family to marry into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there are many other things to be grateful for, but this is my small list. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-5212732550830651930?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/5212732550830651930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=5212732550830651930' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/5212732550830651930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/5212732550830651930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2008/11/thankful.html' title='THANKFUL'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SSHm7Vhh6vI/AAAAAAAAAm0/td7XH0UB144/s72-c/thanksgiving-2006-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-6580084200499790791</id><published>2008-11-14T14:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T14:58:19.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Close Friends</title><content type='html'>Last week we went to our Best friend's house...thats right Cameron and BreAnn!!!   They had a little girl not too long ago and Reddek has been sick so we finally made it up there.  And you know how most people bring you dinner when you have a new baby, no not us we went up there for them to feed us.  We know how to work it!!!  We always have fun with these guys and I am so glad  they are our friends.  Thanks for the pizza now we owe you!   The boys had fun playing once Reddek warmed up(he is really shy).  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SR3_h5rSSFI/AAAAAAAAAms/RH00odYw3g0/s1600-h/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SR3_h5rSSFI/AAAAAAAAAms/RH00odYw3g0/s320/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268648096976488530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the cute boy Brayden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SR3_VUKQcDI/AAAAAAAAAmk/1sUjIB6k6uw/s1600-h/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SR3_VUKQcDI/AAAAAAAAAmk/1sUjIB6k6uw/s320/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268647880747413554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their baby girl Aydrie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-787153ce02ec9e70" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D787153ce02ec9e70%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331715590%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2CF425D641B3545246D22434670F3AE45CFA23C2.26D52970F5BCB54124FC9FDD5BE9F78483283623%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D787153ce02ec9e70%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWLgWlcV3bAgqsdQqW5ho3vSj8ks&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D787153ce02ec9e70%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331715590%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2CF425D641B3545246D22434670F3AE45CFA23C2.26D52970F5BCB54124FC9FDD5BE9F78483283623%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D787153ce02ec9e70%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWLgWlcV3bAgqsdQqW5ho3vSj8ks&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-6580084200499790791?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=787153ce02ec9e70&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/6580084200499790791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=6580084200499790791' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/6580084200499790791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/6580084200499790791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2008/11/close-friends.html' title='Close Friends'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SR3_h5rSSFI/AAAAAAAAAms/RH00odYw3g0/s72-c/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-2028434846411288887</id><published>2008-11-14T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T14:06:04.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WhAt ArE wE lIvInG iN?</title><content type='html'>I know everyone is aware of the economy right now.  I have had a hard time the last few months.  I am so grateful Jason and I have our jobs, a place to live and great family and friends around us.  I work at Stock Building Supply and of course we supply building supplies.  Well everyone knows that building has slowed down a TON!  I love where I work and all the people I work with.  However I have seen so many great people loose their jobs due to how slow we are.  I have left work crying many times for these people.  I know they are all ok, but it SUCKS!!!  Now we are under staffed and so everyone works a TON!  I am trying to be a mom, and work.  It was great when we had enough people to stay caught up with what is going on, but now we are all so slammed.  Have you ever felt like you were drowning?  That is how I feel.  They are nice enough to let me do work from home, but I sometimes just want to get AWAY from work.  I am the last one that should be complaining, i still have my job, and I work way less than anyone else working there.  Some of the guys work 14 hour days everyday.  I hope we get over this hard time.  It is just weird to me how much I didn't know growing up.  My parents were just always trying to survive and give us kids all they could.  Now I am living that with Reddek.  Nothing is for sure and you are always just surviving.  I am grateful for all that we have and pray for those that have lost their jobs everyday.  But good new is gas has gone down!!! I filled up my car and it was completely empty on $23.00...YAHOO :)&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the negative post I have just been feeling so bad about things lately, so I needed to vent it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-2028434846411288887?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/2028434846411288887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=2028434846411288887' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2028434846411288887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2028434846411288887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-are-we-living-in.html' title='WhAt ArE wE lIvInG iN?'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-6787709997316674303</id><published>2008-11-10T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T13:10:06.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baptism</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dry cleaning - $13.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gas - $30.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speeding Ticket - $82.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair - $70.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching my husband baptize his nephew...PRICELESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any pictures, but a couple weeks ago we went to Ephraim for Ryland's baptism and it was so nice. Jason had never baptized anyone and his nephew asked him to do the baptism. What can I say Jason felt so honored to be the one he asked. I was so proud of Ryland's choice to be baptized. It was a great experience and it was so nice to spend time with family. As you can see above it started out pretty bad but ended great&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-6787709997316674303?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/6787709997316674303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=6787709997316674303' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/6787709997316674303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/6787709997316674303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2008/11/baptism.html' title='Baptism'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-8772871029337641572</id><published>2008-11-04T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T15:06:38.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~HALLOWEEN~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Happy Halloween :-)&lt;br /&gt;This is the McCaul family on Halloween...hey we don't look that good, but at least we got in the spirit!  I originally got the old lady stuff from the DI for myself because Jason was being a punk and didn't want to dress up.  Well the night before we were making our treats for our work party and he decided it would be funny if he was an old lady!  So I threw an old man costume together the night before Halloween!  It was cheap. FREE so I liked that part of it.  Reddek was a cute little red dragon. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SRDRgv2UjdI/AAAAAAAAAl0/s2cfqNJyb4w/s1600-h/halloween+family.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SRDRgv2UjdI/AAAAAAAAAl0/s2cfqNJyb4w/s320/halloween+family.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264938324926434770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SRDORVCWNLI/AAAAAAAAAls/Pt6ffa3IP98/s1600-h/Halloween.JPG"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We started the day off by buying Jason a new truck!  I don't have any pictures yet, well I probably won't because it isn't that cool, but for us it is since it is our first truck!  It is a Dodge Dakota 2006 and my favorite part is we got it for such a great deal.  Anyway...i dressed up that morning for work not realizing i would have to go to the bank to sign the papers in my dorky costume.  But who cares you can't worry what people are thinking on Halloween.  Since it was month end I had to work all day.   I was sad to leave the boys all afternoon I really started missing Reddek and Collyn.  Then Julie sent me this cute video of Reddek playing in the leaves and it cheered me right up :-)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SRDORVCWNLI/AAAAAAAAAls/Pt6ffa3IP98/s1600-h/Halloween.JPG"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I finally got off work at lets see 5:30...then an hour drive home.  We all hooked up at Joe and &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Andria&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;'s for some great soup and chili and lots of yummy treats.  My sister and her husband even came out since our neighborhoods out here actually still do the traditional trick-or-treating door to door.  It was so fun to watch the little ones.  Reddek kind of got what was going on the first house when he said trick or treat and they gave him a candy he said WOW and then grabbed another one and I said no please put it back he said "no for Daddy" so the lady said oh how cute and let us keep it.  But he wouldn't let anyone help him carry his sack of candy!  It was getting heavy by the end of the night and he was literally dragging it on the ground but screamed MINE if we tried to help him.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SRDORVCWNLI/AAAAAAAAAls/Pt6ffa3IP98/s1600-h/Halloween.JPG"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ended with us putting the kids in the bath I in the shower and talked for a while until finally the kids crashed and we stayed up watching a scary movie!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SRDORVCWNLI/AAAAAAAAAls/Pt6ffa3IP98/s1600-h/Halloween.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SRDORVCWNLI/AAAAAAAAAls/Pt6ffa3IP98/s320/Halloween.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264934761496196274" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this Halloween!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-8772871029337641572?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/8772871029337641572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=8772871029337641572' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/8772871029337641572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/8772871029337641572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='~HALLOWEEN~'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SRDRgv2UjdI/AAAAAAAAAl0/s2cfqNJyb4w/s72-c/halloween+family.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-942814866298204633</id><published>2008-11-03T12:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T13:14:39.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reddek's 2nd birthday party!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9poG15xKI/AAAAAAAAAlk/922pH6IL4w4/s1600-h/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9poG15xKI/AAAAAAAAAlk/922pH6IL4w4/s200/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264542627171779746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9pUW0s0bI/AAAAAAAAAlc/kqpLvPCb_9Y/s1600-h/ALL+Pictures+of+Reddek+his+first+year%21+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9pUW0s0bI/AAAAAAAAAlc/kqpLvPCb_9Y/s200/ALL+Pictures+of+Reddek+his+first+year%21+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264542287864320434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                              This year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sunday was Reddek's 2nd birthday!  We had lots of family over for a party.  It was so fun...it makes me sad to think it was already two years ago we were in the hospital.  He is growing up so fast, but I guess they all do right?  We are lucky to have him in our family he is such a good and fun boy!&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to make a cool birthday cake and for those that know me know that was pretty much a dream not a reality.  I went to a party store and saw the coolest cake pan that's right Lightning McQueen...so i bought it thought how hard can it be.  Well after talking to some neighbors  i found out it coul d be pretty hard.  So I stressed out all weekend about making this stupid cake I almost bought on e at costco Friday, but luckily didn't.   My parents came up Saturday night and so in  the morning i baked the cake before church...that s not too hard right?  Well I was so nervous about it sticking that I decided to shower before I even attempt to take it out...and this is just the cake let a lone dinner for about 25 people.  Well I got in a nice relaxing shower.  Got out to find Jason had got all the meat cooking, the veggies cut and in the pan and my wonderful mom had got the cake out without it sticking at all!!!  Hooray my stress went down a little.  Well after church I had to make frosting and then try to frost the cake.  I am not artistic at all!!!  But my sister and her husband showed up just in time to help me frost the cake.    Ok they basically did it and told me what to do.  I know for those that make cakes or decorate them this is no big deal!  But for me this is awesome...it might not be perfect but way better than I expected!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9kpUtwhRI/AAAAAAAAAlM/dP_7Ulo0Nl8/s1600-h/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9kpUtwhRI/AAAAAAAAAlM/dP_7Ulo0Nl8/s320/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264537150517445906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9kXcZB4rI/AAAAAAAAAlE/KaVfXdIM6cA/s1600-h/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9kXcZB4rI/AAAAAAAAAlE/KaVfXdIM6cA/s320/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264536843340341938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9j6Oa2RsI/AAAAAAAAAk0/1fnYlrgdlT4/s1600-h/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9j6Oa2RsI/AAAAAAAAAk0/1fnYlrgdlT4/s320/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264536341373667010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Reddek got spoiled from EVERYBODY!!!  From  clothes, to books to cars, to trucks  to stuffed animals he is set for a while.  Thanks everyone you didn't need to give him so much.  He loves all his presents and  thanks to everyone for coming.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9jY5BQFzI/AAAAAAAAAks/vYpCm7ygndM/s1600-h/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9jY5BQFzI/AAAAAAAAAks/vYpCm7ygndM/s320/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264535768693479218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9ikVPAKjI/AAAAAAAAAkk/kcv_mD1Rlbg/s1600-h/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9ikVPAKjI/AAAAAAAAAkk/kcv_mD1Rlbg/s320/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264534865734281778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Red's cousins Collyn, Sydney and Avery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9iR-OMy_I/AAAAAAAAAkc/q-m-L3znFyQ/s1600-h/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9iR-OMy_I/AAAAAAAAAkc/q-m-L3znFyQ/s320/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264534550319254514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rachel, Audrey, Denise and Grandpa Lud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9hUjJ19bI/AAAAAAAAAkM/2GSqgYJ8qkc/s1600-h/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9hUjJ19bI/AAAAAAAAAkM/2GSqgYJ8qkc/s320/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264533495081203122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kelly, Kennady(red's cousins) Grandma Lud, and Uncle Joe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9hFVXoHLI/AAAAAAAAAkE/WAX3DKXtdeg/s1600-h/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9hFVXoHLI/AAAAAAAAAkE/WAX3DKXtdeg/s320/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264533233682881714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andria, Shannon and Parris (aunts and uncle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9g0qtmvCI/AAAAAAAAAj8/hYcS9unpCHk/s1600-h/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9g0qtmvCI/AAAAAAAAAj8/hYcS9unpCHk/s320/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264532947354434594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jason's little sister Julie and her husband!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9ge5qVm6I/AAAAAAAAAj0/ezFR8lI5Dyg/s1600-h/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9ge5qVm6I/AAAAAAAAAj0/ezFR8lI5Dyg/s320/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264532573410139042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jason with his mom and step dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9gAywkviI/AAAAAAAAAjs/EU_aI2uqclU/s1600-h/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9gAywkviI/AAAAAAAAAjs/EU_aI2uqclU/s320/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264532056161173026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sydney entertaining the kids!  They all love her and Kennady so much for playing with them.  And so do the parents so they can eat and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9e5lLPpUI/AAAAAAAAAjk/TKjLBmh3MQ0/s1600-h/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9e5lLPpUI/AAAAAAAAAjk/TKjLBmh3MQ0/s320/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264530832744228162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9eCBcS-bI/AAAAAAAAAjc/dq-rP6Jw47k/s1600-h/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9eCBcS-bI/AAAAAAAAAjc/dq-rP6Jw47k/s320/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264529878259268018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reddek LOVES trucks and bikes...his uncles must know him pretty well!  He was entertained all day today he actually had to take one of his trucks with him too bed...that is the only way he would go to bed without freaking out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9dX_SEjiI/AAAAAAAAAjU/OmzvX2EZUJ8/s1600-h/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9dX_SEjiI/AAAAAAAAAjU/OmzvX2EZUJ8/s320/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264529156125003298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-942814866298204633?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/942814866298204633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=942814866298204633' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/942814866298204633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/942814866298204633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2008/11/reddeks-2nd-birthday-party.html' title='Reddek&apos;s 2nd birthday party!!!'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQ9poG15xKI/AAAAAAAAAlk/922pH6IL4w4/s72-c/Reddek%27s+2nd+birthday+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-5834757561910759512</id><published>2008-10-30T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T13:51:14.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JuSt LiKe HiS dAdDy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQobRPJfiMI/AAAAAAAAAi0/qmEyG_XjJAs/s1600-h/corn+belly%27s+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQobRPJfiMI/AAAAAAAAAi0/qmEyG_XjJAs/s320/corn+belly%27s+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263049097473919170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So here is our cute little family...and my little boy Reddek wants to be just like his daddy as you can tell from the pictures and video below Jason has a little tag along about everywhere he goes. They rarely care what mommy is doing unless Jason is giving mom a hug then Reddek gets mad and says" my mommy a my mommy" and runs over to rescue me. I love these two boys with all my heart and hope Reddek turns out just like his daddy (well for the most part) &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQocIVsKhFI/AAAAAAAAAi8/T9-fzXJJAXA/s1600-h/corn+belly%27s+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQocIVsKhFI/AAAAAAAAAi8/T9-fzXJJAXA/s320/corn+belly%27s+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263050044122760274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQocga7yqBI/AAAAAAAAAjE/r2P-hn7fmi0/s1600-h/corn+belly%27s+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQD8cEwksNI/AAAAAAAAAis/abXB5xCHOzU/s320/reddek+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260481924012749010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Reddek got tagged by Collin for 5 things you might not know about him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Reddek is a VERY cautious kid. He always watches his step, goes slow and rarely gets hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. He copies his dad on EVERYTHING!  If we are eating dinner I try to give him a bite he says no a daddy's.  He wants to do everything like daddy if daddy is wearing a tie Reddek wants to...it is pretty funny, but sometimes gets frustrating!  Jason has to do about everything we are trying to get Reddek to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. He is a little tease!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. He asks to go to bed! Rather it is nighttime or naptime...if he is tired enough he gets me and says a bed with doggy. He is a McCaul for sure he loves to sleep :)  On weekends we sleep in until 9:00 because he is our alarm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Reddek runs so funny. I have tried to figure out what he is doing to make it be so different, I think he keeps his knees from bending but can't tell. I will have to get video of it before he figures out how to do it right!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Reddek taggs...Avery, Collyn, Connor, Elijah, and Millie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-2937422414694245755?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/2937422414694245755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=2937422414694245755' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2937422414694245755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/2937422414694245755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2008/10/reddeks-first-tag.html' title='Reddek&apos;s first Tag'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SQD8cEwksNI/AAAAAAAAAis/abXB5xCHOzU/s72-c/reddek+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-1529708131650960593</id><published>2008-10-21T21:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T21:42:38.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BUsY wEeKenD :-)</title><content type='html'>We had a busy busy weekend...I think we were home a total of 7 hours awake!  That is from Friday morning to Sunday night.  Started going to the temple Friday afternoon, right from there to cornbelly's ALL NIGHT!  We had a blast too bad Andria ditched us for their friends AGAIN! j/k Then Saturday we went to a sealing in the afternoon, then dinner, and target to pick up a birthday present, and to Parris and Shannon's for a Halloween movie and treats.  We watched beetlejuice and I was so bugged it was only rated PG and it said the * word!  Can you believe that even a PG movie says the * word.  Then got home in time to go to bed again!  Sunday morning headed down south to see family and have Jade's birthday party!  Of course stayed all day ended up home at 11:30pm...and Monday morning was payroll so I was up by 4:30 am!  But i loved every minute of it.  I love to be busy and having fun with family. &lt;br /&gt;Reddek LOVED corn belly's...i am sure it helped having Collyn there to play with and Julia and Brandon kept him entertained for us.  THANKS for the fun weekend Shannon :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SP6rT7NcIEI/AAAAAAAAAhA/g0qyaxX8Wpw/s1600-h/corn+belly%27s+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SP6rT7NcIEI/AAAAAAAAAhA/g0qyaxX8Wpw/s320/corn+belly%27s+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259829773615243330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SP6rEQ4xldI/AAAAAAAAAg4/eF00DzkDgTE/s1600-h/corn+belly%27s+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SP6rEQ4xldI/AAAAAAAAAg4/eF00DzkDgTE/s320/corn+belly%27s+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259829504556242386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Entering the SCARY monster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SP6q0E103QI/AAAAAAAAAgw/vJhOky2m4RY/s1600-h/corn+belly%27s+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SP6q0E103QI/AAAAAAAAAgw/vJhOky2m4RY/s320/corn+belly%27s+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259829226444741890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reddek loved the slides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SP6qqSSIGEI/AAAAAAAAAgo/hYzwdnUZ3hI/s1600-h/corn+belly%27s+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SP6qqSSIGEI/AAAAAAAAAgo/hYzwdnUZ3hI/s320/corn+belly%27s+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259829058254411842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SP6qSwUU8EI/AAAAAAAAAgg/SmC55WAYG4A/s1600-h/corn+belly%27s+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SP6qSwUU8EI/AAAAAAAAAgg/SmC55WAYG4A/s320/corn+belly%27s+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259828653999845442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Played in the corn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SP6qAQZERqI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Sph_kq-pLRI/s1600-h/corn+belly%27s+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SP6qAQZERqI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Sph_kq-pLRI/s320/corn+belly%27s+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259828336192145058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ya I am the only one having fun!  at least that is how it looks.  We didn't love the hayride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SP6phLcB7_I/AAAAAAAAAgI/pZ40aKiXKcc/s1600-h/corn+belly%27s+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SP6phLcB7_I/AAAAAAAAAgI/pZ40aKiXKcc/s320/corn+belly%27s+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259827802286452722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a cute little farmer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-1529708131650960593?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/1529708131650960593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=1529708131650960593' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/1529708131650960593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/1529708131650960593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2008/10/busy-weekend.html' title='BUsY wEeKenD :-)'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SP6rT7NcIEI/AAAAAAAAAhA/g0qyaxX8Wpw/s72-c/corn+belly%27s+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-8176825190570758706</id><published>2008-10-18T11:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T11:31:07.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture tag!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SPorBLFZZJI/AAAAAAAAAfw/C7maes1KbqE/s1600-h/HPIM0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SPorBLFZZJI/AAAAAAAAAfw/C7maes1KbqE/s400/HPIM0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258562814063764626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So this is the 4th picture in my 4th folder. My sweet niece Jadelyn in the NICU. She was born 2 months early and weighed only 3lbs 3 ozs. She was a fighter! She didn't have to go on oxygen but she did have to stay there a month. Tomorrow is actually her birthday and she will be 2yrs old. Being a preemie they warn you that your kid might develop slower because you have to figure her birthday on her actual due date...well Jade isn't slow at all!!! She is two weeks older than Reddek and she is teaching him TONS! I love Jade and am glad she pulled so hard those first few months. Rachel was brave, I felt so bad I was a bigger mess than her and my kid was healthy and big. I just FREAKED out when I had to take Reddek home. She had to take Jade home and she was so &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;tiny and her lungs weren't fully developed and Rachel was so calm! I was glad I had her to help me go through all the emotions I had. I was also blessed to have &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Andria&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; and Annette so near by to help with the new mom things since my mom wasn't here!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I tagg everyon!  It is easy and fun to see old pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-8176825190570758706?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/8176825190570758706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=8176825190570758706' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/8176825190570758706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/8176825190570758706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2008/10/picture-tag.html' title='Picture tag!'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SPorBLFZZJI/AAAAAAAAAfw/C7maes1KbqE/s72-c/HPIM0003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-540730261110193805</id><published>2008-10-15T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T12:17:13.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SPZBH1XlETI/AAAAAAAAAfg/z_THasV-pWo/s1600-h/Reddek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SPZBH1XlETI/AAAAAAAAAfg/z_THasV-pWo/s400/Reddek.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257461217842499890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SPZBDsXqKTI/AAAAAAAAAfY/DyuVk8Wbfhk/s1600-h/Jade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SPZBDsXqKTI/AAAAAAAAAfY/DyuVk8Wbfhk/s400/Jade.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257461146707437874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SPZA9m1A3cI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/ujhB2j10Kfg/s1600-h/getIcon.ashx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SPZA9m1A3cI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/ujhB2j10Kfg/s400/getIcon.ashx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257461042140732866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SPY_hP2WEbI/AAAAAAAAAfI/vx6RmCEXwQg/s1600-h/images_stores_028_2008_10_14_028122812_028122812_18.jpe"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SPY_hP2WEbI/AAAAAAAAAfI/vx6RmCEXwQg/s320/images_stores_028_2008_10_14_028122812_028122812_18.jpe" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257459455424336306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SPY_dw3CW9I/AAAAAAAAAfA/8DR6TdUnB2A/s1600-h/images_stores_028_2008_10_14_028122812_028122812_21.jpe"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SPY_dw3CW9I/AAAAAAAAAfA/8DR6TdUnB2A/s320/images_stores_028_2008_10_14_028122812_028122812_21.jpe" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257459395566132178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SPY_ZfsyeBI/AAAAAAAAAe4/aHL739mXf0s/s1600-h/images_stores_028_2008_10_14_028122812_028122812_15.jpe"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SPY_ZfsyeBI/AAAAAAAAAe4/aHL739mXf0s/s320/images_stores_028_2008_10_14_028122812_028122812_15.jpe" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257459322240268306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well my sister and I met up at the mall yesterday to get pictures taken! These are them in their Halloween costumes, Reddek as a dragon and Jadelyn as a poodle. These two are so dang cute! I know everyone thinks their kids are cute so I can too right? They are both almost 2 and are 2 weeks to the day apart. They have a special friendship and really love each other. We thought it would be better with them both there so they could help each other smile and be happy! It worked!!! Usually Reddek is not too friendly and extra shy, but he did great each picture he was smiling so big. Jade did great too, but she got sick of pictures a little faster than Reddek.&lt;/p&gt;  I know they are tiny but this is the only way I could share them on the blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/JASONM%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-540730261110193805?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/540730261110193805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=540730261110193805' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/540730261110193805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/540730261110193805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2008/10/pictures.html' title='Pictures!'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SPZBH1XlETI/AAAAAAAAAfg/z_THasV-pWo/s72-c/Reddek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-5720547085051358521</id><published>2008-10-13T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T17:58:46.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NeVeR a DuLl MOmeNT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vGjzMhRg1O8"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vGjzMhRg1O8" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="on"&gt;Ya since being married to Jason well actually since we dated we rarely have dull moments!  His older brother Parris is so funny!  We had a great night Saturday.  Parris made us all pizza subs which were fabulous!  Sat around and chatted with everyone.  Then Parris came down in his Halloween costume!  It was hilarious!  Everyone was laughing well except Reddek he started crying and I kept saying Reddek it is just Parris and he finally calmed down and kept saying "just Parris".  Well we went around to a few doors to share the surprise and then Kelly had a great idea to post it on you tube!  So here it is, it is pretty darn funny!  We love that we have family close so we can still do spur of the moment things like this.  We were always doing fun stuff in Ephraim so I hope we can continue the traditions here!  If my video for some reason doesn't work go to you tube and type in Nacho Libre - Chad Moore.  If you have seen Nacho you will absolutley love this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vGjzMhRg1O8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vGjzMhRg1O8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="on"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Add_Video" title="Add Video" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="addVideo();" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);;ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-5720547085051358521?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/5720547085051358521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=5720547085051358521' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/5720547085051358521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/5720547085051358521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2008/10/never-dull-moment.html' title='NeVeR a DuLl MOmeNT!'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-6007426799585845884</id><published>2008-10-09T21:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T21:24:43.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WhAt?</title><content type='html'>So today I noticed all Reddek's 18 month clothes are too little and I get his 2T clothes out of the closet and laugh as I hold them up!  They are never going to fit him.  Well I put them on and ya they fit. ahh where did the time go?  I didn't realize how much he has grown or changed then I started looking back at his baby pictures today.  He has changed a ton and hello he talks to me non stop everyday wasn't that a sign to me he is growing up?  Well he is almost two and I still feel like I am trying to figure this mothering thing out...maybe I will never get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7W3ryjOqI/AAAAAAAAAeA/hMOHZk7Ih-Q/s1600-h/HPIM0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7W3ryjOqI/AAAAAAAAAeA/hMOHZk7Ih-Q/s320/HPIM0031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255374067323845282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is him today in his big 2T clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7WY4wSk1I/AAAAAAAAAd4/ZWNX_kbn5yw/s1600-h/HPIM0965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7WY4wSk1I/AAAAAAAAAd4/ZWNX_kbn5yw/s320/HPIM0965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255373538228081490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-6007426799585845884?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/6007426799585845884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=6007426799585845884' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/6007426799585845884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/6007426799585845884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2008/10/what.html' title='WhAt?'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7W3ryjOqI/AAAAAAAAAeA/hMOHZk7Ih-Q/s72-c/HPIM0031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4443069959991599758.post-3031462397477633059</id><published>2008-10-08T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T14:09:06.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TAGGED AGAIN  8 things</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;8 TV Shows I Love to Watch:&lt;br /&gt;Desperate House Wives&lt;br /&gt;Brothers and Sisters&lt;br /&gt;Extreme Home Makeover&lt;br /&gt;right now I really only watch TV on Sunday nights and those are my shows that I watch...Jazz is soon coming so we will be getting dish so then I am sure we will have more once the weather is cold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Favorite Restaurants: (In no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;Olive Garden&lt;br /&gt;Fat Jacks Pizza&lt;br /&gt;Cold Stone (not really food but I love it)&lt;br /&gt;JCWs&lt;br /&gt;La Front era&lt;br /&gt;Gandolfo's BREAKFAST ONLY&lt;br /&gt;Bajio&lt;br /&gt;Chili’s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things That Happened Today:&lt;br /&gt;Went to work&lt;br /&gt;Registered for my first 1/2 &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Marathon&lt;/st1:place&gt;!!! YIKES&lt;br /&gt;Reddek counted to 10...who knows where he learned this must be from Avery :)&lt;br /&gt;Text Jason&lt;br /&gt;Am Blogging&lt;br /&gt;Fed the boys lunch&lt;br /&gt;Put the boys down for a nap&lt;br /&gt;Got the best hug from Red!!! He really does give good hugs...and if he can't reach you like he is in his car seat or something he asks to hug your hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things I am Looking Forward To:&lt;br /&gt;Kennady's Baptism&lt;br /&gt;The Haunted Forest&lt;br /&gt;Cornbelly's&lt;br /&gt;Halloween&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;Running tonight&lt;br /&gt;Reddek's birthday&lt;br /&gt;Wedding Anniversary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things on My Wish List:&lt;br /&gt;A Halloween costume&lt;br /&gt;A baby...I wish soon but Jason is nervous&lt;br /&gt;Sleep&lt;br /&gt;My yard finished&lt;br /&gt;GOOD WEATHER THIS WEEKEND!!!&lt;br /&gt;New clothes&lt;br /&gt;To get in better shape (doesn't everybody want this?)&lt;br /&gt;Time to slow down! I would be happy if Reddek was this age forever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 People I'm Tagging:&lt;br /&gt;Tara&lt;br /&gt;Talisha&lt;br /&gt;Tera&lt;br /&gt;Amber&lt;br /&gt;Colleen&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer&lt;br /&gt;Mindy&lt;br /&gt;Lindy&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel pressured I don't care if you don't do it but it would be fun to see all of your answers :)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4443069959991599758-3031462397477633059?l=mccauls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/feeds/3031462397477633059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4443069959991599758&amp;postID=3031462397477633059' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/3031462397477633059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4443069959991599758/posts/default/3031462397477633059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccauls.blogspot.com/2008/10/tagged-again-8-things.html' title='TAGGED AGAIN  8 things'/><author><name>Katie McCaul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04052045851494255181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_URAcTkA0E/SO7VyVHCcbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oUGLoP48zfE/S220/HPIM0965.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
