<?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-5498207211112040583</id><updated>2011-08-03T06:07:38.804-07:00</updated><category term='Isaiah&apos;s Birthday'/><category term='Rainy Day'/><category term='Our introduction for the 08 ride'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='missing dad'/><title type='text'>Evans Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-7967904521068316959</id><published>2011-01-20T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T13:42:27.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ailey uses the Potty!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTir0aqyWdI/AAAAAAAAATQ/b1VIUKwSUMo/s1600/DSC02872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTir0aqyWdI/AAAAAAAAATQ/b1VIUKwSUMo/s200/DSC02872.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564386256616577490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTirrC0IPQI/AAAAAAAAATI/erqHEBxu-bc/s1600/DSC02880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTirrC0IPQI/AAAAAAAAATI/erqHEBxu-bc/s200/DSC02880.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564386095594487042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This may be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;graphic&lt;/span&gt; for some of you but this was pure joy for me this morning! We are getting one step closer to being potty trained. Way to go Ailey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498207211112040583-7967904521068316959?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/7967904521068316959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=7967904521068316959' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/7967904521068316959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/7967904521068316959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2011/01/ailey-uses-potty.html' title='Ailey uses the Potty!'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTir0aqyWdI/AAAAAAAAATQ/b1VIUKwSUMo/s72-c/DSC02872.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-8551160087978697552</id><published>2011-01-20T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T13:39:25.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTip1o_F5WI/AAAAAAAAATA/rd1agRTF34I/s1600/DSC02868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTip1o_F5WI/AAAAAAAAATA/rd1agRTF34I/s320/DSC02868.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564384078616454498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You may be wondering what this is. I too was inquisitive. Maddox came to show me his arm this morning asking "Mom, what is this?" I was about to reply something like, you probably put your arm in something sticky and didn't realize it and then dirt and maybe shirt lint got stuck to it. But before I could reply he said, "Do you think it's webs?" I said, "I don't know" and then he tried shooting webs from his wrist which didn't work. A long sigh from him and then he says, "maybe its just dirty." I thought he was past all hope of becoming a super hero but it looks like there is still a glimmer of hope left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498207211112040583-8551160087978697552?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/8551160087978697552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=8551160087978697552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/8551160087978697552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/8551160087978697552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2011/01/you-may-be-wondering-what-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTip1o_F5WI/AAAAAAAAATA/rd1agRTF34I/s72-c/DSC02868.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-8227567733807635530</id><published>2011-01-20T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T13:28:24.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTinNp5ESdI/AAAAAAAAASw/mW7RNlArF6g/s1600/DSC02847.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/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTinNp5ESdI/AAAAAAAAASw/mW7RNlArF6g/s320/DSC02847.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564381192641595858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isaiah and Maddox played basketball this year on the same team and they were so fun to watch! It's funny how much you learn about your child in competitive situations. So Maddox is M&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;. defender! He stole so many balls they had to put in a rule you can't steal the ball and Isaiah was very good at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;handling&lt;/span&gt; the ball but wanted to make sure everyone got a turn so he would never shoot but passed to everyone so they would get a turn. After a few games of this Adam had a talk with him about shooting the ball if you are open and close to the basket. After that he was a shooting machine and took every opportunity to shoot that he could. Maddox would steal the ball and Isaiah would take it down and shoot it. What a team! I wonder how next year will go....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498207211112040583-8227567733807635530?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/8227567733807635530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=8227567733807635530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/8227567733807635530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/8227567733807635530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2011/01/isaiah-and-maddox-played-basketball.html' title=''/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTinNp5ESdI/AAAAAAAAASw/mW7RNlArF6g/s72-c/DSC02847.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-5251521430231007236</id><published>2011-01-20T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T13:19:34.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Shirley J.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTimupikhZI/AAAAAAAAASo/7DJPfumD0qQ/s1600/DSC02816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTimupikhZI/AAAAAAAAASo/7DJPfumD0qQ/s200/DSC02816.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564380659971294610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTimmxTleKI/AAAAAAAAASg/1d82Z8-YZlE/s1600/DSC02801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTimmxTleKI/AAAAAAAAASg/1d82Z8-YZlE/s200/DSC02801.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564380524616972450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTil0RLWoxI/AAAAAAAAASA/7jbyRtKrTq0/s1600/DSC02789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTil0RLWoxI/AAAAAAAAASA/7jbyRtKrTq0/s200/DSC02789.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564379656999052050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTimfrUqUjI/AAAAAAAAASY/mcvm3yLNhoc/s200/DSC02804.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564380402751787570" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTimWvO76iI/AAAAAAAAASQ/3NxdU4t5OQw/s200/DSC02791.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564380249182693922" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTiliKNB33I/AAAAAAAAAR4/uqCoguLT9pI/s1600/DSC02766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTiliKNB33I/AAAAAAAAAR4/uqCoguLT9pI/s200/DSC02766.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564379345889386354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTilFpohvPI/AAAAAAAAARg/DJy8ZFrfFRk/s200/DSC02756.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564378856110013682" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTimJHYyp8I/AAAAAAAAASI/R3GcT5l93Yw/s200/DSC02763.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564380015148312514" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.K. so I have&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTilNUyIWDI/AAAAAAAAARo/ef76_A36b8Y/s200/DSC02759.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564378987952101426" /&gt; to blog about Shirley J. It is a great company that has some amazing products! I love their food and started using it thinking it would be great to have as food storage. Most of their products you just add water and your done. Their is brownie mixes, cookie mixes, biscuit and pancake mixes, bread mixes, cake mixes, and sauces and soups and spices.... anyway I could go on and on. I decided to take one of their challenges to cook thirty of their meals and try out all their products. As part of their incentive to keep cooking with their products if you took pictures of your dinners and posted them you would be entered into a $500.00 drawing each week. one entry for every meal you cooked that week. I already decided to cook the meals I had to cook for my family anyway and it would be a great way to try new recipes out. I started cooking and posting and the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; week at it I got a call saying I won $500.00. I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; surprised! I never win anything but this was really easy and fun and I have to say I loved most of their recipes! here are a few things I cooked up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498207211112040583-5251521430231007236?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/5251521430231007236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=5251521430231007236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/5251521430231007236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/5251521430231007236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2011/01/thanks-shirley-j.html' title='Thanks Shirley J.'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTimupikhZI/AAAAAAAAASo/7DJPfumD0qQ/s72-c/DSC02816.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-1036437440032814320</id><published>2011-01-20T12:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T12:58:36.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTih4LuiJII/AAAAAAAAARY/O12AyScXv2g/s1600/DSC02626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTih4LuiJII/AAAAAAAAARY/O12AyScXv2g/s200/DSC02626.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564375326208959618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTigWxRkKmI/AAAAAAAAARQ/6R28Cw6flbE/s1600/DSC02664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTigWxRkKmI/AAAAAAAAARQ/6R28Cw6flbE/s200/DSC02664.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564373652660824674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Brother Robb got married in October to the best girl! Auntie Michelle. They got married in Vegas and the weather was awesome. Everything was beautiful and since we left our kids in Washington and took a flight Adam and I had a great little vacation. (Thanks Tish and Irene!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498207211112040583-1036437440032814320?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/1036437440032814320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=1036437440032814320' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/1036437440032814320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/1036437440032814320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-brother-robb-got-married-in-october.html' title=''/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTih4LuiJII/AAAAAAAAARY/O12AyScXv2g/s72-c/DSC02626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-6932278601799037753</id><published>2011-01-20T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T13:30:40.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandmas Funeral</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTifdsITZhI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/XUnwE6o8ePU/s1600/DSC02860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTifdsITZhI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/XUnwE6o8ePU/s320/DSC02860.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564372672027256338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTif44NIWbI/AAAAAAAAARI/as3llR1gmV4/s200/DSC02861.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564373139125197234" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTifrKgbULI/AAAAAAAAARA/PHbIjRpNuhg/s320/DSC02863.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564372903519801522" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTipR3tORLI/AAAAAAAAAS4/o-DuuolS8rw/s200/DSC02865.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564383464092746930" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt; that our last post was the birth of Afton well over 1 year ago. So much has happened since then and here a few things that come to mind. Adams Grandma passed away and a week after Christmas we got to travel to Utah for the funeral. The weather was the WORST! But the time we got to spend with family was invaluable. We were lucky enough to have all Adams siblings there and so much extended family! It was fun for me because I was able to finally put names and faces together. I also learned a lot about his grandma i didn't know.  Here are a few pics from our trip. P.S. Isaiah was the only one of our kids that went. It was so much fun having just him and I know he enjoyed it too! Our other kids got spoiled with grandma and grandpa A.&lt;div&gt;&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/5498207211112040583-6932278601799037753?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/6932278601799037753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=6932278601799037753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/6932278601799037753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/6932278601799037753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2011/01/grandmas-funeral.html' title='Grandmas Funeral'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/TTifdsITZhI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/XUnwE6o8ePU/s72-c/DSC02860.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-2619711601019797959</id><published>2009-11-11T12:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T12:32:31.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AFTON ROSE EVANShttp://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=5498207211112040583</title><content type='html'>Funny thing about the name Rose.  Everyone who knows my family knows that my mom and I are enemies well kind of.  I love her to death but I really know how to push her buttons, and so does she.  I know my mom only thinks that her daughter has a blog so I know that she won't read this.  My mom has to be one of the two best women who ever set foot on this earth.  I love her, I love her weird voodoo medical stuff, everything she really CARES about everyone.  She is freakin great.  Her name is Rosemarie well that is what we thought it was our whole lives.  A few years ago I spent every weekend in the bay area with my aunt who told me that that was not true, her name was Rose Marie Winkel.  So I have been giving it to her for the past few years.  Afton Rose Evans is named after my loving awesome mother Rosemarie Evans.  Mom I love you, thanks for being such a great person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/Svsc9cZgVJI/AAAAAAAAAPY/jgMoDVhTmGw/s1600-h/183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/Svsc9cZgVJI/AAAAAAAAAPY/jgMoDVhTmGw/s320/183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402944019881809042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is little Afton right after Amy gave birth to her (She looks super fine there), she was our littlest baby of all&lt;br /&gt;Stats:&lt;br /&gt;7lbs. 14oz.&lt;br /&gt;21inches long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SvsaAEVly9I/AAAAAAAAAPA/K-RDYf2cdwg/s1600-h/186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SvsaAEVly9I/AAAAAAAAAPA/K-RDYf2cdwg/s320/186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402940766427663314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afton just like Maddox had the umbilical cord wrapped around her neck twice and so you get purple feet, and hands but more feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/Svsa-cLhEmI/AAAAAAAAAPI/oS3X9krKQRU/s1600-h/193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/Svsa-cLhEmI/AAAAAAAAAPI/oS3X9krKQRU/s320/193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402941837979751010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are her stats... with one eye closed she does come from pirate descent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/Svsb3fo0RxI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/kXvYT_B9178/s1600-h/201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/Svsb3fo0RxI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/kXvYT_B9178/s320/201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402942818160494354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah is proud to be the oldest, and he really loves his baby sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/Svsd16RieVI/AAAAAAAAAPg/5545bx1rmoI/s1600-h/203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/Svsd16RieVI/AAAAAAAAAPg/5545bx1rmoI/s320/203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402944989974133074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Grandma Eileen, Ailey, Isaiah and Afton about 6 hours into life.  We have to try to teach Ailey that she needs to be soft, not everything can go into your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More photos to come!  Promise!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498207211112040583-2619711601019797959?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/2619711601019797959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=2619711601019797959' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/2619711601019797959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/2619711601019797959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2009/11/afton-rose-evanshttpwwwbloggercompost.html' title='AFTON ROSE EVANShttp://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=5498207211112040583'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/Svsc9cZgVJI/AAAAAAAAAPY/jgMoDVhTmGw/s72-c/183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-3348831064484206201</id><published>2009-09-19T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T20:19:21.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Video for Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b72d2ebb5d7833e2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=3348831064484206201' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/3348831064484206201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/3348831064484206201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-video-for-dad.html' title='More Video for Dad'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-4386524228343568834</id><published>2009-09-18T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T10:15:07.213-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing dad'/><title type='text'>I'll be glad when daddy comes home!</title><content type='html'>We officially made the move to WA but we left Adam behind for 3 weeks. 3 days has been to much! Adam got a job in Sunnyside WA which is about 40 min from my parents house. I am stationed at my parents until we find a house. We are thinking somewhere in West Richland for those of you who know the area. Here is a little clip for you we love you and can't wait to see you again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cac1c9adc0632a85" 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://v18.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcac1c9adc0632a85%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329873308%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D83749DD2DE40F9F39366E7F526D74D81AE595E57.7577353737C6426D6DE66047544A5921E10146EB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcac1c9adc0632a85%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Daec6CvxGnzhIzCoQSzPEELIM-uo&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://v18.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcac1c9adc0632a85%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329873308%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D83749DD2DE40F9F39366E7F526D74D81AE595E57.7577353737C6426D6DE66047544A5921E10146EB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcac1c9adc0632a85%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Daec6CvxGnzhIzCoQSzPEELIM-uo&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/5498207211112040583-4386524228343568834?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/4386524228343568834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=4386524228343568834' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/4386524228343568834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/4386524228343568834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2009/09/ill-be-glad-when-daddy-comes-home.html' title='I&apos;ll be glad when daddy comes home!'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-8308601068315268251</id><published>2009-08-12T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T17:38:00.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SoNdr4EsddI/AAAAAAAAAOw/LMhjA8HB-WQ/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SoNdr4EsddI/AAAAAAAAAOw/LMhjA8HB-WQ/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369238189123597778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SoNdrTXrVTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/b_kyvMAHgQM/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SoNdrTXrVTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/b_kyvMAHgQM/s320/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369238179271103794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SoNdqV6E3SI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Tgn6C8jm8dI/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SoNdqV6E3SI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Tgn6C8jm8dI/s320/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369238162772385058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SoNdptwjlTI/AAAAAAAAAOY/gNy8-xSk7Tg/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SoNdptwjlTI/AAAAAAAAAOY/gNy8-xSk7Tg/s320/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369238151995036978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since I've blogged and my kids are growing up before my eyes! Isaiah was meant to be born first. He is such a great helper and very responsible. I can always count on him when I need something. Sometimes I wonder if I give him too many responsibilities or ask too much of him for his age but he always surprises me with what he is capable of doing. Maddox is our little superhero. It's almost like he lives in an alternate world sometimes. He really believes he has super powers and when he does something amazing like a front flip on the trampoline he will ask ..."did fire come out of my feet that time mom?" I always reply with a simple "yes". Today the missionaries were over here talking about walking on the road and it being really dusty and Maddox said, "you mean pixie dust right?" So cute what can I say? And Ailey, well I have a whole other blog for her since it is her birthday tomorrow but just  for now know she is completely adored by all those around her. Enjoy the pics!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498207211112040583-8308601068315268251?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/8308601068315268251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=8308601068315268251' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/8308601068315268251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/8308601068315268251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2009/08/kids.html' title='The Kids'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SoNdr4EsddI/AAAAAAAAAOw/LMhjA8HB-WQ/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-7284201020868137783</id><published>2009-08-12T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T17:18:30.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SoNVLQ8wi1I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/CZrqO9VMBdw/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SoNVLQ8wi1I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/CZrqO9VMBdw/s320/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369228832772492114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SoNVK2vdoAI/AAAAAAAAAOI/E3SyV9lhmwQ/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SoNVK2vdoAI/AAAAAAAAAOI/E3SyV9lhmwQ/s320/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369228825737404418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids are modeling their newest creations. For Grants birthday party this year Jenn was in charge of the party favors and I was in charge of the food (of course). So we had a great pool party with all of Grants friends and Jenn decided to have all the kids tie dye shirts for their favors. It was a big hit! They all had a great time and even my kids had a go at it. This was the result. I decided to have a concession stand down at the pool called "Grants Snack Shack" complete with the Benjamin Burger - 1/3 lb burger with cheese, Giant Grant - double bacon chili cheese burger, Teener Weiner - 1/4 lb hot dog, #45 Dog - chili cheese dog, Super Sophomore Nachos, Jillian Burger - veggie pattie with all the fixins, Chips, Cornuts, Soda, Candy, and licorice. The kids really had a good time and plenty to eat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498207211112040583-7284201020868137783?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/7284201020868137783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=7284201020868137783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/7284201020868137783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/7284201020868137783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2009/08/kids-are-modeling-their-newest.html' title=''/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SoNVLQ8wi1I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/CZrqO9VMBdw/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-3723934503770212100</id><published>2009-08-12T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T16:45:08.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Ankle What????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SoNQdzt_MlI/AAAAAAAAAOA/ZXlDXx28yxw/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SoNQdzt_MlI/AAAAAAAAAOA/ZXlDXx28yxw/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369223653785285202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the picture Adam really didn't want me to take but I couldn't resist. We had already been in the hospital for 3 hours and I was running out of ideas to keep us entertained when I found my camera. So for clarification Adam didn't break his ankle thank goodness it was a dislocation that was diagnosed by you guessed it .... Adam. He insisted on reviewing the x-rays before even the doc looked at them and figured out the problem himself. It was kinda scary though to get that call because usually with Adam when you get those calls it's not something minor. A few facts about Adam. He has had 9 surgeries (if you can name them all you get a prize), and numerous  mishaps including just since we have been married, shard of broken glass stuck in his shin from dump run, staple stuck in his eye, and dislocated fingers just to name a few. I love this boy I just wish he would stop hurting himself! By the way this accident happened when he was mountain biking in Tahoe with his brothers Chad and Grant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498207211112040583-3723934503770212100?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/3723934503770212100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=3723934503770212100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/3723934503770212100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/3723934503770212100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2009/08/broken-ankle-what.html' title='Broken Ankle What????'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SoNQdzt_MlI/AAAAAAAAAOA/ZXlDXx28yxw/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-3290420606892420527</id><published>2009-05-05T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T11:25:37.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The last 5 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgB9ySZ01BI/AAAAAAAAANA/A4XuEEF0KUA/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgB9ySZ01BI/AAAAAAAAANA/A4XuEEF0KUA/s320/050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332400261693756434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah in his baseball uniform. He was really excited to play this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgB_0O-STBI/AAAAAAAAANg/VOasVYQ6cLo/s1600-h/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgB_0O-STBI/AAAAAAAAANg/VOasVYQ6cLo/s320/069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332402494155934738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah at second base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgB9SO8QBUI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ZwURrOq4b-U/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgB9SO8QBUI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ZwURrOq4b-U/s320/025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332399711008589122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to fly to seattle in feb to see Erin, Josh, and Eliza. We had a great time and Ailey and Eliza got to do some bonding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgB83GULSjI/AAAAAAAAAMw/rE5E0Zrf9X8/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgB83GULSjI/AAAAAAAAAMw/rE5E0Zrf9X8/s320/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332399244836555314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Evans boys got to take a trip out to Utah to see one of their best buds get married. Congrats Clay! From left to right: Sugar, Clay, David, Adam, and Chad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgB8hlYsVBI/AAAAAAAAAMo/h7o53qlzHH4/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgB8hlYsVBI/AAAAAAAAAMo/h7o53qlzHH4/s320/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332398875219874834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More cousin bonding time with Ailey. This is Chloe and Ailey. Chloe was so cute with her the whole time she came to visit. She was the perfect babysitter! She would just take Ailey and I wouldn't here a thing for hours. Thanks Chloe! Can't wait to see you in June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgB8KpjicPI/AAAAAAAAAMg/srwLV17NZMQ/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgB8KpjicPI/AAAAAAAAAMg/srwLV17NZMQ/s320/029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332398481202114802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah and his best friend Bryson. They had alot of fun doing some face painting this day. Two dragons on Isaiah's face and some sort of fire mask on Bryson's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgB_aW9btsI/AAAAAAAAANY/XHUjeOIPYhw/s1600-h/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgB_aW9btsI/AAAAAAAAANY/XHUjeOIPYhw/s320/045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332402049623242434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ailey's first ride on the Quad. She actually like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgB-ixGQ4fI/AAAAAAAAANI/vyA9ZJOTYDc/s1600-h/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgB-ixGQ4fI/AAAAAAAAANI/vyA9ZJOTYDc/s320/060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332401094566928882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgB-9ZG--JI/AAAAAAAAANQ/eDA17h8E6rk/s1600-h/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgB-9ZG--JI/AAAAAAAAANQ/eDA17h8E6rk/s320/064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332401551983966354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah on Opening day for baseball. He decided he wanted to climb the rock wall which he had never done before. He climbed it like a pro the first time and made it all the way to the top! This kid never stops amazing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgCELh5J-BI/AAAAAAAAANo/al2tc5Zrc5Q/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgCELh5J-BI/AAAAAAAAANo/al2tc5Zrc5Q/s320/031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332407292418193426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maddox and Ailey have been two peas in a pod while Isaiah is gone to school. They watch cartoons together or run errands with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498207211112040583-3290420606892420527?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/3290420606892420527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=3290420606892420527' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/3290420606892420527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/3290420606892420527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-5-months.html' title='The last 5 months'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgB9ySZ01BI/AAAAAAAAANA/A4XuEEF0KUA/s72-c/050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-1803688088894198840</id><published>2009-05-05T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T10:43:42.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our little family</title><content type='html'>HOLY CRAP!  Sorry it has taken so long to get something posted.  We have been doing a lot these past few months but here is a little ditty and some pictures to go with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgB29-Mgg5I/AAAAAAAAALo/Z93EzV0tnt8/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgB29-Mgg5I/AAAAAAAAALo/Z93EzV0tnt8/s320/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332392765846225810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maddox (4)  Isaiah (5) and Ailey (6 months) in this post now she is almost 9 months.  Our family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgB3Sr7NnNI/AAAAAAAAALw/K1G6PBZ2TEQ/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgB3Sr7NnNI/AAAAAAAAALw/K1G6PBZ2TEQ/s320/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332393121719098578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our newest lamb at the time, our little farming family on the trampoline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgB4A3VH-mI/AAAAAAAAAMA/GDFp4EgukYE/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgB4A3VH-mI/AAAAAAAAAMA/GDFp4EgukYE/s320/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332393915054553698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babe on the left and Zuko on the right, she is going to be having piglets here in the next few months.  Let me know who is ready for the best pork ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgB4W5mZ89I/AAAAAAAAAMI/-1Wm2Nre5VA/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgB4W5mZ89I/AAAAAAAAAMI/-1Wm2Nre5VA/s320/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332394293621027794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few of our chickens.  We have 36 chickens and 2 turkeys.  We used to have them in with the pigs but all 25 last year got eaten by our pigs, no wonder why our pork tasted like chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgB4uZGFB2I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/tahsdnwS6bU/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgB4uZGFB2I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/tahsdnwS6bU/s320/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332394697212364642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our newest addition to the farm, little lamb male born 4-4-2009 he and the mom are doing really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgB5BUiEXvI/AAAAAAAAAMY/-y7rmEY-WI8/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgB5BUiEXvI/AAAAAAAAAMY/-y7rmEY-WI8/s320/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332395022405099250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is our little lamb with my smoking hot prego wife.  Number 4 here we come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498207211112040583-1803688088894198840?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/1803688088894198840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=1803688088894198840' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/1803688088894198840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/1803688088894198840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-little-family.html' title='Our little family'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SgB29-Mgg5I/AAAAAAAAALo/Z93EzV0tnt8/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-8925808142193508710</id><published>2009-01-12T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T14:53:54.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babysitter age 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SWvJnexL0wI/AAAAAAAAALg/8jcTy4FARQQ/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SWvJnexL0wI/AAAAAAAAALg/8jcTy4FARQQ/s320/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290543867388220162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SWvJnNmTkqI/AAAAAAAAALY/-dMT0sam4ZY/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SWvJnNmTkqI/AAAAAAAAALY/-dMT0sam4ZY/s320/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290543862779187874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SWvJmgCnSJI/AAAAAAAAALQ/shJfS5BkRlg/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SWvJmgCnSJI/AAAAAAAAALQ/shJfS5BkRlg/s320/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290543850549889170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SWvJmvU8HxI/AAAAAAAAALI/ynpmtfTAaqs/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SWvJmvU8HxI/AAAAAAAAALI/ynpmtfTAaqs/s320/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290543854653284114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incident #1. (In the car driving) Me: "Isaiah, can you give Ailey her pacifier?" Isaiah: "Sure mom" Crying that doesn't stop. Me: "Isaiah, can you please give her her pacifier?" Isaiah: "Mommmm I gave it to her and she doesn't want it. I'm letting her cry for a minute and then I'll try it again!" Me: "Did you try rocking her?" Isaiah: "Yes mom she doesn't want to just wait a minute and I'll try the pacifier again."&lt;br /&gt;Incident #2. I was in need of a shower last week. Ailey was fast asleep in her crib and Isaiah was busy watching cartoons I saw my opportunity but had reservations leaving Ailey in her crib so I decided to have a talk with Isaiah. I approached him and told him I was getting in the shower and if he heard her crying he should come and get me. Ten minutes into my shower Isaiah comes in and tells me Ailey is crying. Can you go to her and put her pacifier in her mouth I asked. He told me he would. Ten minutes later I was done with my shower and hadn't heard from him. I assumed the pacifier worked but when I walked into my bedroom I saw that Isaiah had taken Ailey out of her crib and put her on my bed and was reading her books. She was giggling and he was having a great time.&lt;br /&gt;Incident #3. Thursday 2:00 Grant (my brother in law) was getting ready to board the bus for an away game of basketball. He had forgotten his warm-up shirt and a sweatshirt and needed me to bring them to him. Ailey was sound asleep in her crib and Isaiah was playing Mario Cart on the Wii. Now just to preface this, the high school is literally 2 minutes away. I approached Isaiah. "Isaiah, could you watch Ailey while I run to the school and take a few things to Grant?"&lt;br /&gt;"Who's here mom?"&lt;br /&gt;"No one just you."&lt;br /&gt;"Just me?"&lt;br /&gt;"yeah, do you think you could do it?"&lt;br /&gt;"yeah, I can do it."&lt;br /&gt;So I taught him how to call me on my cell phone and quickly ran to the high school. I was gone a total of 5 minutes and when I returned it was exactly as i left it. Isaiah was playing games and Ailey was asleep in her crib.&lt;br /&gt;6:37pm that very night my cell phone rings and i answer,&lt;br /&gt;"Hello?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hi mom"&lt;br /&gt;"Hi Isaiah"&lt;br /&gt;"What are you doing?"&lt;br /&gt;"Sitting on the couch watching TV with dad what are you doing?"&lt;br /&gt;"Playing with Maddox. Can you get me a drink?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498207211112040583-8925808142193508710?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/8925808142193508710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=8925808142193508710' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/8925808142193508710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/8925808142193508710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2009/01/babysitter-age-5.html' title='Babysitter age 5'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SWvJnexL0wI/AAAAAAAAALg/8jcTy4FARQQ/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-8478695272185493441</id><published>2008-11-17T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T10:10:03.775-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SSGx3n89RiI/AAAAAAAAALA/0TN9qc-QG1A/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SSGx3n89RiI/AAAAAAAAALA/0TN9qc-QG1A/s320/033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269688608175769122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SSGx3TvK8II/AAAAAAAAAK4/rdDdE5sDbBw/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SSGx3TvK8II/AAAAAAAAAK4/rdDdE5sDbBw/s320/047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269688602749235330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SSGx3QHs8FI/AAAAAAAAAKw/2P5QVKcf3I8/s1600-h/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SSGx3QHs8FI/AAAAAAAAAKw/2P5QVKcf3I8/s320/051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269688601778384978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SSGx3G6TAII/AAAAAAAAAKo/IE_lo-EhjCc/s1600-h/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SSGx3G6TAII/AAAAAAAAAKo/IE_lo-EhjCc/s320/045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269688599306240130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys wanted to be Vampires this year which was fine by me! Super easy costume. Isaiah and Maddox refused to wear blood on their face saying it was disgusting but Adam obliged for the picture. Ailey was a ballerina and a dang cute one if I do say so myself. This year we let the kids draw their own faces on the pumpkins and then we carved them and I have to say they turned out super cute! I wish I had taken a picture of the final product. We went Truck or Treating at the church and then back home for scones (a family tradition) it was a great night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498207211112040583-8478695272185493441?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/8478695272185493441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=8478695272185493441' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/8478695272185493441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/8478695272185493441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SSGx3n89RiI/AAAAAAAAALA/0TN9qc-QG1A/s72-c/033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-2633898112046687689</id><published>2008-11-17T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T09:55:50.617-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isaiah&apos;s Birthday'/><title type='text'>Isaiah's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SSGqyRi7kgI/AAAAAAAAAKg/18JtPsJl8zE/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SSGqyRi7kgI/AAAAAAAAAKg/18JtPsJl8zE/s320/028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269680819680285186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SSGqLxQiJBI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Va0xv4ymMi8/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SSGqLxQiJBI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Va0xv4ymMi8/s320/025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269680158178157586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SSGqL3jbTlI/AAAAAAAAAKI/unyVJTVKzY4/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SSGqL3jbTlI/AAAAAAAAAKI/unyVJTVKzY4/s320/024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269680159868014162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SSGqLs-SUgI/AAAAAAAAAKA/uSlG6xrzpuk/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SSGqLs-SUgI/AAAAAAAAAKA/uSlG6xrzpuk/s320/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269680157027881474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SSGqLUftugI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/cY3jx5YIiNk/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SSGqLUftugI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/cY3jx5YIiNk/s320/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269680150457203202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally catching up on some of the events in October! Isaiah is 1 year older and I can't believe how fast the time is flying!  Isaiah is our little pistol! He has enough energy to run our entire house. He is outgoing and loves to talk with others. It is not uncommon for him to shout HI out his window as we are driving by the high school cross country team on our way home. We are the Cub Scout Den leaders in our ward and Isaiah can't wait to be a boy scout. He loves comming to den meetings and hanging out with the boys. He is also very popular at school with the girls. Everyday when I pick him up he has at least 2 girls chasing him around the playground. When he came home last week and said Mom, "Madison wants to kiss me" we had to have a serious talk about how we only kiss our mom and no other girls. He is so independent  and a freak of nature when it comes to coordination and athletic ability. He is a great older brother and has the sweetest spirit. We love you Isaiah Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Birthday day went like this - Chuck E Cheeses, presents, cake. His favorite present was the bunny rabbits one boy and one girl and yes the girl is pregnant so we will have little bunnies soon. Now that makes 2 rabbits, 2 sheep, 3 pigs, 19 chickens, a cat, a dog, and lots of love on the Evans farm. Next to come is 2 cows, a turtle, and some fish if Isaiah gets his way and as of this year he wants to be a farmer when he grows up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498207211112040583-2633898112046687689?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/2633898112046687689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=2633898112046687689' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/2633898112046687689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/2633898112046687689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2008/11/isaiahs-birthday.html' title='Isaiah&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SSGqyRi7kgI/AAAAAAAAAKg/18JtPsJl8zE/s72-c/028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-3947328610816107163</id><published>2008-10-30T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T09:44:22.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hubby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SQnf5cgXYgI/AAAAAAAAAJw/8k76Xs5Xd6k/s1600-h/778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SQnf5cgXYgI/AAAAAAAAAJw/8k76Xs5Xd6k/s320/778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262983817556615682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SQnf5AmIzII/AAAAAAAAAJo/uKtnVLQUVA4/s1600-h/230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SQnf5AmIzII/AAAAAAAAAJo/uKtnVLQUVA4/s320/230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262983810064632962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SQnf4RKPb-I/AAAAAAAAAJg/dUF9RIzSCBM/s1600-h/099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SQnf4RKPb-I/AAAAAAAAAJg/dUF9RIzSCBM/s320/099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262983797331161058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SQnf3xJxYPI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Mf2pejj72og/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SQnf3xJxYPI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Mf2pejj72og/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262983788739256562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to take a minute and thank my husband for all he does. I'm so lucky to have such a great person in my life. Adam has so many talents, skills, and knowledge I thought I would just write about some of my favorite. 1. FATHER Adam is a great dad. He always makes time for the kids even when he doesn't have much of it. He loves teaching them and is a great example. 2. PROVIDER Adam has worked so hard to finish school and get to the place we are now in our lives. All of our marriage up to this point has been spent in school and he has been so diligent. He started his own chiropractic office and is also an associate at another office and is head coach of the J.V. basketball team at the high school. His plate is so full but he doesn't complain he has a good attitude and is greatful for all the opportunities we have. 3. HUSBAND I'm so lucky to have a husband that does all the above mentioned but when he comes home after a long day and gives me a hug and takes the kids to give them a bath or take them down to feed the animals or let them pile on top of him for a good wrestling session I'm reminded of how much I love him. I love you Adam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498207211112040583-3947328610816107163?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/3947328610816107163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=3947328610816107163' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/3947328610816107163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/3947328610816107163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-hubby.html' title='My Hubby'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SQnf5cgXYgI/AAAAAAAAAJw/8k76Xs5Xd6k/s72-c/778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-8710410676960742326</id><published>2008-10-23T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T11:18:36.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ailey Mae</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SQC_652ClUI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/pyMgkWbXI5k/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SQC_652ClUI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/pyMgkWbXI5k/s320/020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260415383449539906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SQC_6ZZXfFI/AAAAAAAAAJI/pkNoE7MmcNQ/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SQC_6ZZXfFI/AAAAAAAAAJI/pkNoE7MmcNQ/s320/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260415374739340370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SQC_PgmAPVI/AAAAAAAAAJA/n2N8HYP-fB0/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SQC_PgmAPVI/AAAAAAAAAJA/n2N8HYP-fB0/s320/025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260414637937016146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SQC-33mKtqI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Q2rm1AhnJ9Q/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SQC-33mKtqI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Q2rm1AhnJ9Q/s320/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260414231794857634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are so more pics of our little girl. Ailey is so much fun and such a sweetheart. Her brothers adore her and never tire of showering her with kisses. I never knew what it was like to have an older brother but if I had I would have wanted these two to be mine! Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498207211112040583-8710410676960742326?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/8710410676960742326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=8710410676960742326' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/8710410676960742326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/8710410676960742326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2008/10/ailey-mae.html' title='Ailey Mae'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SQC_652ClUI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/pyMgkWbXI5k/s72-c/020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-6621605238360875531</id><published>2008-10-23T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T11:08:12.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Country Living</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SQC9UXVgEHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/jDxG9Zpnfqg/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SQC9UXVgEHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/jDxG9Zpnfqg/s320/035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260412522327969906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SQC9UAlA5xI/AAAAAAAAAIo/KnHzLg8dkvo/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SQC9UAlA5xI/AAAAAAAAAIo/KnHzLg8dkvo/s320/018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260412516219021074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SQC9T5PQn_I/AAAAAAAAAIg/ul2IZBO9xTU/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SQC9T5PQn_I/AAAAAAAAAIg/ul2IZBO9xTU/s320/025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260412514248728562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SQC9Td9myhI/AAAAAAAAAIY/izFc-uXqNIw/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SQC9Td9myhI/AAAAAAAAAIY/izFc-uXqNIw/s320/016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260412506926926354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be no secret to some of you that I was a little disappointed when we decided to move to California instead of Tri-Cities but I have grown to love my surroundings and appreciate the decision we made. Here are a few reasons I love California.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498207211112040583-6621605238360875531?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/6621605238360875531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=6621605238360875531' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/6621605238360875531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/6621605238360875531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2008/10/country-living.html' title='Country Living'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SQC9UXVgEHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/jDxG9Zpnfqg/s72-c/035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-2216859243944152019</id><published>2008-09-22T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T08:24:19.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Pig, Little Pig, let me in...</title><content type='html'>Check out this video of Isaiah telling the story of the 3 little pigs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so proud of him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7ba3364fbd5a46ad" 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href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/2216859243944152019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=2216859243944152019' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/2216859243944152019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/2216859243944152019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2008/09/little-pig-little-pig-let-me-in.html' title='Little Pig, Little Pig, let me in...'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-2979137033457618727</id><published>2008-09-22T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T16:41:52.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amy and the Girls in Tahoe</title><content type='html'>Amy went to Tahoe with her College friends and their new girls.  Anyway it was Di and Nessa, Erin and Liza, Sotutu and Kaila and Jill.  They were there Thursday through Sunday and we never heard from them the whole time.  Here are some photos of them in David's cabin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SNgry4cfeoI/AAAAAAAAAHw/iheNqTYYK_4/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SNgry4cfeoI/AAAAAAAAAHw/iheNqTYYK_4/s320/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248993518845655682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the mommies looking at their own babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SNgsB54FauI/AAAAAAAAAH4/RupkfiK_ba0/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SNgsB54FauI/AAAAAAAAAH4/RupkfiK_ba0/s320/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248993776927861474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di and Nessa and Erin and Liza, it looks like Liza&lt;br /&gt;is photo shopped in there from the 20's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SNgsULekxjI/AAAAAAAAAIA/5Q7GV376-EY/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SNgsULekxjI/AAAAAAAAAIA/5Q7GV376-EY/s320/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248994090890348082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all love cards, apparently there is nothing else&lt;br /&gt;to do in Idaho anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SNgsnFoEBsI/AAAAAAAAAII/g7x96D_Kt6k/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SNgsnFoEBsI/AAAAAAAAAII/g7x96D_Kt6k/s320/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248994415737046722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the girls, Ailey, Nessa, Kaila, and Liza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SNgs8GQr1aI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qNxSe4qR__U/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SNgs8GQr1aI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qNxSe4qR__U/s320/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248994776684680610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ailey must be crying...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498207211112040583-2979137033457618727?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/2979137033457618727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=2979137033457618727' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/2979137033457618727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/2979137033457618727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2008/09/amy-and-girls-in-tahoe.html' title='Amy and the Girls in Tahoe'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SNgry4cfeoI/AAAAAAAAAHw/iheNqTYYK_4/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-2479877259371660402</id><published>2008-09-12T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T09:59:34.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My man is the man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pondo’s Adam Evans comes back home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div id="EC_EC_EC_byline"&gt;By Liz Kane | Sports editor | September 09, 2008 15:30 &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div id="EC_EC_EC_cutline"&gt;&lt;img id="EC_EC_EC_photo" src="http://www.mtdemocrat.com/lingo_news/sport_sport_news/1%20Adam%20Evans%209%2010/1%20adamevans2.jpg" height="325" /&gt;JUST CALL HIM DOC - Former Ponderosa basketball star Adam Evans is now a chiropractor in Cameron Park. Democrat photo by Pat Dollins &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div id="EC_EC_EC_story"&gt;CAMERON PARK — It’s been 11 years since El Dorado County basketball fans were treated to Adam Evans’ exploits on the hardwood at Ponderosa High.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the time Evans was a freshman called up to play alongside his older brother David in the 1994 Sac-Joaquin Section playoffs, Adam ignited the fans and his team with his scoring ability and defensive play, often leading the Bruins to victory with his one-man show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unassuming, shunning the media spotlight and somewhat small at a little over 6 feet, Adam’s reputation still preceeded him wherever he played. In his remaining three years on the varsity team, Adam was the go-to man who absolutely wanted to win whenever he took the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all he played for three different coaches at Ponderosa — Terry Battenberg, Brett Sargent, Battenberg again and Dave Millhollin — and in two leagues, the Sierra Foothill League and the Sierra Valley Conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his junior year under Battenberg in 1996, the team made it to Arco Arena for the semi-final section game against Rio Americano, a game the Bruins lost in the last seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Going to Arco was definitely huge for me in high school,” said Adam, who is now a doctor. “I really felt like I learned a lot from Coach ‘B.’ He’s a disciplinarian, both on the floor and in life. We really respected what he said.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam had offers to play for a Division I school but chose to play college ball at Brigham Young University, Hawaii, following David there to begin another chapter in his career. After he was named Pac West Freshman of the Year in 1998, Adam left for Colombia for a two year mission having fulfilled his dream of playing alongside David for an entire season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The highlight of my basketball career was playing with David at BYU. He was 6-6 and I was 6-2 and we were both guards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“David,” Adam added proudly, “was a three-year first team All American at BYU. My two other brothers, Jared and Chad, were also in Hawaii and we all lived together. That was awesome. I played in every game and I have to say it was my best year of college.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents Rosemarie and Thurman, sister Megan, who currently lives in Hawaii, and little brother Grant, now a freshman at Ponderosa, traveled to all of BYU’s road games and joined the boys to celebrate family Christmases in Hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam’s 11-year journey has brought him full circle. He’s back in Cameron Park where he and his wife Amy opened Evans Chiropractic two months ago. Now this one-time dynamo on the basketball court is not only building his practice, he and Amy are parenting three children — which one finds out includes raising pigs and chickens — all part of “raising boys” Adam explained. “That’s their job.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During a recent week, the Evans welcomed their third child, daughter Ailey, who joins brothers Isaiah, 4, and Maddox, 3, on Wednesday, and hosted a Chamber of Commerce barbecue and ribbon-cutting at the chiropractic office Friday — proving Adam’s energy level is still in high gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam still holds the Bruin school records of 1,870 career points and 29.2 points per game. David is second with 1,200 points and a 28.8 per game average. Adam is also sixth in both assists and rebounds. The brothers’ jerseys were retired in a ceremony at the school several years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During his playing years wearing No. 14, Adam marked the back of his shoes with the words “Heart” and “Hustle.” After four years of chiropractic school in Oregon he served his internship at Cameron Park Chiropractic for Dr. Lorin Farr. Urged by “buddies at MaxPreps,” to remain in the area, Adam and Amy scrapped plans to settle in the Tri-Cities area of Washington state and stay here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the office was set up, a sign with “Heart and Hustle” was posted on the wall, a message Adam conveys to his patients as he offers chiropractic and rehabilitation services, including a workout space where he teaches core exercises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Amy loves the area and it’s great reconnecting with people like Chad Downey, Ryan Beal and Claude Parcon to name a few,” Adam said. “When the A-frame in Cameron Park became available it seemed like the right thing to do.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He and Amy met at BYU and married in Adam’s senior year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I didn’t play because I tore the MCL in my knee,” Adam said. “I was a student assistant coach and Amy and I got married that year. She’s the one who encouraged me to study to be a chiropractor instead of staying in Hawaii and becoming a contractor like David. She knew I loved to talk and treat people.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the 2002-2003 school year Adam coached the freshman team at Union Mine. He returns to the Diamondback campus this fall as the junior varsity coach under new head coach Mike Verbitsky, who was Adam’s freshman coach at Ponderosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now he’s playing some pick-up ball and he and some of his former teammates and other county players during the 1990s are “getting back in shape” playing in the “Old Man’s League” in Folsom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“When I was coaching the freshmen I could run up and down the floor,” Adam said. “Now I’m going to have to get moving if I’m going to keep up with the kids.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running a busy practice with Amy’s help, keeping up with three active kids, mountain bike riding with his dad, basketball with his buddies and learning how to raise chickens and pigs — sounds like enough activity to keep anyone fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" src="http://www.mtdemocrat.com/lingo_news/sport_sport_news/1%20Adam%20Evans%209%2010/2%20adamevans.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498207211112040583-2479877259371660402?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/2479877259371660402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=2479877259371660402' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/2479877259371660402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/2479877259371660402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-man-is-man.html' title='My man is the man'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-1527300852433110369</id><published>2008-08-18T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T14:31:44.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of Kindergarten</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SKnqL7NIf1I/AAAAAAAAAG8/JK3-dFmIDZw/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SKnqL7NIf1I/AAAAAAAAAG8/JK3-dFmIDZw/s320/036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235973532387147602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SKnp9Ak_8gI/AAAAAAAAAG0/qqEvSXbjKHQ/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SKnp9Ak_8gI/AAAAAAAAAG0/qqEvSXbjKHQ/s320/035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235973276131389954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SKnpr2cluWI/AAAAAAAAAGs/W-PDfkVeHPA/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SKnpr2cluWI/AAAAAAAAAGs/W-PDfkVeHPA/s320/034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235972981353986402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is 8-18-08 and Isaiah went to his 1st day of kindergarten today. I can honestly say I didn't worry about him at all. We have been so lucky to get him as our 1st born. He is so independent, polite, helpful, and a great leader. He has been begging to go to school for weeks now and even after I picked him up he asked to stay longer. Anyway here are some pictures of his 1st day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498207211112040583-1527300852433110369?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/1527300852433110369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=1527300852433110369' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/1527300852433110369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/1527300852433110369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2008/08/1st-day-of-kindergarten.html' title='1st day of Kindergarten'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SKnqL7NIf1I/AAAAAAAAAG8/JK3-dFmIDZw/s72-c/036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-5959476819713316852</id><published>2008-08-18T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T14:19:38.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ailey Mae Evans</title><content type='html'>Man we are so bad about getting things up and running.  So SORRY and here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ailey Mae Evans was born 8-13-2008 at 2:36pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was 8lbs. 6oz. and 20 inches long.  She was our smallest baby todate, but Ailey and Amy are doing wonderful.  Amy had Ailey on Wed., went to church on Sunday and now is already wanting to work, but I won't allow it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case if any of you can't pronounce her name it sounds like (I-Lee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SKnmOAbVsUI/AAAAAAAAAGM/oWd_xXPpls8/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SKnmOAbVsUI/AAAAAAAAAGM/oWd_xXPpls8/s320/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235969170102137154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after she was born the hospital left us alone for 2 hours, pretty crazy with all her vernix on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SKnmgTMNOMI/AAAAAAAAAGU/BPYHoYKX91I/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SKnmgTMNOMI/AAAAAAAAAGU/BPYHoYKX91I/s320/032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235969484376586434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is just saying how much she rules right here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SKnm1__ZgcI/AAAAAAAAAGc/KwQFNH9VpyQ/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SKnm1__ZgcI/AAAAAAAAAGc/KwQFNH9VpyQ/s320/038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235969857179713986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one looks like she has Uncle Dave's hands, they really are that big, I saw her palm a basketball the other night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SKnnThbM8pI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Es69LZC6MeM/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SKnnThbM8pI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Es69LZC6MeM/s320/026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235970364370907794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rule!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498207211112040583-5959476819713316852?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/5959476819713316852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=5959476819713316852' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/5959476819713316852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/5959476819713316852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2008/08/ailey-mae-evans.html' title='Ailey Mae Evans'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SKnmOAbVsUI/AAAAAAAAAGM/oWd_xXPpls8/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-6461774862991146498</id><published>2008-07-29T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T16:32:28.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Mom No Floaties...</title><content type='html'>Isaiah's new thing is to be so proud that he can swim with no floaties.  I (dad) took him around the pool for like 5 minutes and showed him that he could do it.  After that he thought he was the man, now able to swim all by himself.  The next feat was to jump off the diving board with no floaties and swim to the side.  Well this is where the story gets funny.  Isaiah tells me that if he jumps off the diving board he will get a new toy, being totally okay with that he gets on the board and starts talking to himself.  This is what Isaiah starts to say, "Ok, Ok, you can do this, here it goes, here it goes, dad I trust you, Isaiah you can do this, just a small little jump, ok , ok, here it goes, dad I trust you, ok, ok I love Kung Fu."  Then he jumped.  He got the toy and now has no fear doing cannonballs, can openers, cowboys, the cell phone jump, anything I love being a dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SI-SNizv4hI/AAAAAAAAAFU/OZIBJZk5ZA0/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SI-SNizv4hI/AAAAAAAAAFU/OZIBJZk5ZA0/s320/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228558453780242962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Isaiah, Maddox and Aiken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SI-SZxYwsvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/HH94f_Cw2NU/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SI-SZxYwsvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/HH94f_Cw2NU/s320/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228558663852012274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah and Grant, I think Isaiah is doing the "cowboy" or the "cell phone" don't even ask what they are just some crazy things Isaiah made up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SI-SpyN5cqI/AAAAAAAAAFk/JdbTUPHgKJE/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SI-SpyN5cqI/AAAAAAAAAFk/JdbTUPHgKJE/s320/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228558938952790690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiken and Maddox hanging out by the pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5d8823e2509af9b1" 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" 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href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/6461774862991146498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=6461774862991146498' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/6461774862991146498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/6461774862991146498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2008/07/look-mom-no-floaties.html' title='Look Mom No Floaties...'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SI-SNizv4hI/AAAAAAAAAFU/OZIBJZk5ZA0/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-2690174459260651612</id><published>2008-07-28T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T15:22:31.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone Fishin'</title><content type='html'>This weekend we enjoyed Tahoe yes once again.  Well when you live this close to the Celestial kingdom you might as well visit it, all the time.  Just kidding.  It is one of our most favorite places to visit.  Check out my niece and nephew and our two kids while in Tahoe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SI5EVg-YqGI/AAAAAAAAAEk/FN_1PcEFzD8/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SI5EVg-YqGI/AAAAAAAAAEk/FN_1PcEFzD8/s320/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228191353843263586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Eva and Maddox just hanging out at the beach, I think Eva is checking out Maddox's butt, but who knows little kids do the awesomest things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SI5FOR_FAOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/lRJGBtn4PiQ/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SI5FOR_FAOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/lRJGBtn4PiQ/s320/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228192329072181474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah is eating lunch and Maddox still has a little lunch on his face.  I love it when they do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SI5FksyEhJI/AAAAAAAAAE8/c2fN4QFtI3s/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SI5FksyEhJI/AAAAAAAAAE8/c2fN4QFtI3s/s320/015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228192714222503058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eva, Isaiah, Maddox and Aiken looking while the big kids try to catch trout for the little kids.  I don't think it is supposed to work like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SI5GHHEBRXI/AAAAAAAAAFE/CrQc8zoN41M/s1600-h/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SI5GHHEBRXI/AAAAAAAAAFE/CrQc8zoN41M/s320/059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228193305392661874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan and Pirate Maddox fishing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SI5GZldkGEI/AAAAAAAAAFM/49JigvxtvX8/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SI5GZldkGEI/AAAAAAAAAFM/49JigvxtvX8/s320/029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228193622790510658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Eva my cute little niece.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498207211112040583-2690174459260651612?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/2690174459260651612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=2690174459260651612' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/2690174459260651612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/2690174459260651612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2008/07/gone-fishin.html' title='Gone Fishin&apos;'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SI5EVg-YqGI/AAAAAAAAAEk/FN_1PcEFzD8/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-4748117563128844496</id><published>2008-07-28T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T09:37:34.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hwy 88</title><content type='html'>1.  I just have a few minutes right now but I have to tell this story before I forget it, man our kids are so awesome, we drove home from Tahoe yesterday and we decided to take the long way home which usually it takes 55 minutes to get home when I drive, but yesterday it took 3 hours.  Well anyway on the way home we were talking about getting home and getting ready for church when Isaiah started singing, I love to see the temple, I'm going there someday.  Well Isaiah said, "I lub to see the temple I'll sneak in there someday."  Dude Amy and I were laughing so hard I thought I was going to wet my drawers.  Maddox starts laughing cause we are laughing but Isaiah and Maddox are truly amazing kids who are great.  Anyway it was a funny laugh.  Another thing that I have to write down is that Maddox when he prays he always says this, Dear Heavenly Father, ....this day, I want to go to Chuck E Cheeses, bless the food, I want to go to Chuck E Cheeses, be good boy, mommy and daddy, Chuck E Cheeses, name of............Amen, I guess it might be time to go to Chuck E Cheeses... Love you boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Second funny story of the weekend when we were at the park, all the kids were trying to do the monkey bars, while the kids were playing the bigger kids were talking.  Megan was talking about taking Grant to the store to buy him some face wash, he wanted the face wash that was about $9.00.  Megan stating that she is not made of money, my mom steps in and says, "what about my wash that is in the shower at the cabin?"  The wash says Anti Bac from Dermalogica which is a great product, but Grant says, "Mom I need FACE wash not BAC wash."  We all started laughing again so hard, cause we know that Anti Bac means anti bacterial.  Grant being 13 is the man I love that kid.  He is only a 1.50 inches shorter than I am now so he is going to be big.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498207211112040583-4748117563128844496?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/4748117563128844496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=4748117563128844496' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/4748117563128844496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/4748117563128844496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2008/07/hwy-88.html' title='Hwy 88'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-827499162079716619</id><published>2008-07-18T08:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T08:40:45.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498207211112040583-827499162079716619?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/827499162079716619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=827499162079716619' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/827499162079716619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/827499162079716619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-2644389221018940895</id><published>2008-07-15T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T09:18:44.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Evans Rancheria</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHzNuXhclRI/AAAAAAAAADU/nUx843N9sUs/s1600-h/809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHzNuXhclRI/AAAAAAAAADU/nUx843N9sUs/s320/809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223275864314909970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHzNhBBLDCI/AAAAAAAAADM/1SGeNKPzqLg/s1600-h/811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHzNhBBLDCI/AAAAAAAAADM/1SGeNKPzqLg/s320/811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223275634935663650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHzNQyzBLjI/AAAAAAAAADE/YoJlcohkz1A/s1600-h/806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHzNQyzBLjI/AAAAAAAAADE/YoJlcohkz1A/s320/806.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223275356240293426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHzNDP2IHRI/AAAAAAAAAC8/xQ29TbdMH8U/s1600-h/805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHzNDP2IHRI/AAAAAAAAAC8/xQ29TbdMH8U/s320/805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223275123519790354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHzMraVet_I/AAAAAAAAAC0/xkyVZDVFUL4/s1600-h/808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHzMraVet_I/AAAAAAAAAC0/xkyVZDVFUL4/s320/808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223274714018789362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey we decided to go a little natural, well we are using the area we have to raise some chickens (for eggs) and some pigs, well we all know what those are for.  That is right we have twenty (20) chickens and two pigs.  We bought two Yorkshire and Hampshire mixes which makes them "Blue Butts" We bought the pigs on a friday and lost them only once that day.  While Grant and I were looking for the pigs in the neighbors ward there was no sign of them so we got into the truck and took off down Ponderosa road and looked and them down Carlson road and court which backs up to our property.  No sign of them, this was about 2 hours of looking.  While driving I had Grant say a prayer that we would find the pigs, and when we got home the pigs were back in the pen.  Can you believe that?  Almost like a primary testimony but I am serious of the power of prayer, little things like that help us gain a stronger testimony each and every day.  The next day which is Saturday we lost them two more times but each time we found them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498207211112040583-2644389221018940895?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/2644389221018940895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=2644389221018940895' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/2644389221018940895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/2644389221018940895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2008/07/evans-rancheria.html' title='Evans Rancheria'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHzNuXhclRI/AAAAAAAAADU/nUx843N9sUs/s72-c/809.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-5287398803249486146</id><published>2008-07-15T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T09:03:20.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr. Man Man Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHzKPLthaMI/AAAAAAAAACk/98DGTxqH1co/s1600-h/757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHzKPLthaMI/AAAAAAAAACk/98DGTxqH1co/s320/757.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223272030033504450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam is now a Doctor, and he loves being busy treating patients.  He is getting busier all the time, but he hates the slow times which there is going to be right.  Here is a look at our little Dr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498207211112040583-5287398803249486146?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/5287398803249486146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=5287398803249486146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/5287398803249486146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/5287398803249486146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2008/07/dr-man-man-man.html' title='Dr. Man Man Man'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHzKPLthaMI/AAAAAAAAACk/98DGTxqH1co/s72-c/757.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-38366985586356741</id><published>2008-07-15T08:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T16:05:04.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>By the Way I'm Pregnant...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SH4sPGpvX_I/AAAAAAAAADk/SZ4fclENsNI/s1600-h/801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SH4sPGpvX_I/AAAAAAAAADk/SZ4fclENsNI/s320/801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223661255791697906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHzJin9SjLI/AAAAAAAAACc/G3YTVl3616Q/s1600-h/765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHzJin9SjLI/AAAAAAAAACc/G3YTVl3616Q/s320/765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223271264521718962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHzJTt6clNI/AAAAAAAAACU/xkPmf0ZRCjY/s1600-h/764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHzJTt6clNI/AAAAAAAAACU/xkPmf0ZRCjY/s320/764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223271008422368466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHzJH6lipxI/AAAAAAAAACM/OsHBYJrmjEU/s1600-h/763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHzJH6lipxI/AAAAAAAAACM/OsHBYJrmjEU/s320/763.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223270805665916690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for the all the questions out there.  Amy is pregnant and she is getting ready to give light into this world.  She is super awesome and doesn't get the credit she deserves from any of the boys in her life.  Amy we love you so much, we are greatful for your attitude and happiness that you bring to us everyday.  Love you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam, Isaiah, and Maddox&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498207211112040583-38366985586356741?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/38366985586356741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=38366985586356741' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/38366985586356741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/38366985586356741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2008/07/by-way-im-pregnant.html' title='By the Way I&apos;m Pregnant...'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SH4sPGpvX_I/AAAAAAAAADk/SZ4fclENsNI/s72-c/801.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-4922981619851267982</id><published>2008-07-15T08:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T08:55:00.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th in Tahoe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHzIRiN3DAI/AAAAAAAAACE/HuaOno4O5TE/s1600-h/771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHzIRiN3DAI/AAAAAAAAACE/HuaOno4O5TE/s320/771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223269871411203074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHzIAJfXvZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/20-oGbymDqw/s1600-h/779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHzIAJfXvZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/20-oGbymDqw/s320/779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223269572715986322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHzHyODRnFI/AAAAAAAAAB0/dYedHpSGxSM/s1600-h/773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHzHyODRnFI/AAAAAAAAAB0/dYedHpSGxSM/s320/773.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223269333422152786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHzHiXQnKkI/AAAAAAAAABs/DADKlw6hNlE/s1600-h/784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHzHiXQnKkI/AAAAAAAAABs/DADKlw6hNlE/s320/784.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223269061016103490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 4th we went up to Tahoe with our little family and Grant and stayed in David's cabin, which is the best place in the world we think.  We rode the flume and also we went on the water with our friends the Downey's and their boat and watched the fireworks from the Nevada side.  It was such a cool experience for the boys.  Really awesome.  The show was a full half hour and not disappointing.  After it was over we drove back to their dock and Maddox and Isaiah both fell asleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498207211112040583-4922981619851267982?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/4922981619851267982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=4922981619851267982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/4922981619851267982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/4922981619851267982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2008/07/4th-in-tahoe.html' title='4th in Tahoe'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHzIRiN3DAI/AAAAAAAAACE/HuaOno4O5TE/s72-c/771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-517283573044841946</id><published>2008-07-08T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T15:30:25.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Never Going to Get to Ride the Flume</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHO2T7FzshI/AAAAAAAAABk/sts6VFsge9k/s1600-h/095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHO2T7FzshI/AAAAAAAAABk/sts6VFsge9k/s320/095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220716846448357906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHO2MRvX85I/AAAAAAAAABc/xe4ZHyIAXGg/s1600-h/093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHO2MRvX85I/AAAAAAAAABc/xe4ZHyIAXGg/s320/093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220716715089326994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHO2EYdQpJI/AAAAAAAAABU/9ZuGJN31Izg/s1600-h/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHO2EYdQpJI/AAAAAAAAABU/9ZuGJN31Izg/s320/091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220716579453445266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHO18vnNsSI/AAAAAAAAABM/eFe9pddq7PY/s1600-h/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHO18vnNsSI/AAAAAAAAABM/eFe9pddq7PY/s320/090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220716448230256930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHO11NzqJ7I/AAAAAAAAABE/pA5kWYr1kfY/s1600-h/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHO11NzqJ7I/AAAAAAAAABE/pA5kWYr1kfY/s320/089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220716318896564146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah was so mad at us for going on the Flume trail in Tahoe and not taking him, first of all he is four and all though he is a good rider the flume is 15 miles and the first 4 miles are up hill and then it levels off for about 7 miles then comes the cool downhill.  So two weeks after the Tahoe ride I took Isaiah on the Flume trail with Grant since Chad is in Hawaii but we rode about 3 miles total.  He was such a good sport and said "HI" to everyone that passed, not like his dad.  He says, "HI, I'm Isaiah whats your name?"  Pretty funny, my boys bring so much joy to me, I love being a dad.  What is also very cool is that this year was the first time Grant really rode a bike.  He doesn't really know how to ride but his inaugural rides were Mr. Toads Wild Ride and the Flume, wow but he did a good job, he is the man and wants to ride all the time now.  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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=517283573044841946' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/517283573044841946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/517283573044841946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-never-going-to-get-to-ride-flume.html' title='I&apos;m Never Going to Get to Ride the Flume'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHO2T7FzshI/AAAAAAAAABk/sts6VFsge9k/s72-c/095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-3603632518168647472</id><published>2008-07-08T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T11:40:40.227-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our introduction for the 08 ride'/><title type='text'>Tahoe Trip 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHOwTEuwaeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/eg-4ukuEePw/s1600-h/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHOwTEuwaeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/eg-4ukuEePw/s320/057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220710234786392546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHOwK3TxvAI/AAAAAAAAAA0/13oBLgAzmUE/s1600-h/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHOwK3TxvAI/AAAAAAAAAA0/13oBLgAzmUE/s320/054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220710093744618498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year there are a few faithful people who take time out of their lives, and feel the spirit in a different way.  We go mountain biking in Tahoe for three days usually but due to being so out of shape we ride two days and then we golf the third day, check out some of the photos we took while doing this awesome trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498207211112040583-3603632518168647472?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/3603632518168647472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=3603632518168647472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/3603632518168647472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/3603632518168647472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2008/07/tahoe-trip-08.html' title='Tahoe Trip 08'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SHOwTEuwaeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/eg-4ukuEePw/s72-c/057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-2034546382196018829</id><published>2008-07-03T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T10:18:32.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Motorcycle Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SG0JmBoabeI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_rE33M9kgjM/s1600-h/253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SG0JmBoabeI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_rE33M9kgjM/s320/253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218838092069891554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SG0JW_JUGXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Rqp_0c0-s7U/s1600-h/251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SG0JW_JUGXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Rqp_0c0-s7U/s320/251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218837833704544626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Isaiah (4) who got his Honda 50 for Christmas.  You should see him ride I am going to have to put a clip of it on the blog, NO I am serious he is amazing, I am not saying this cause he is my kid, but for real he is (4) can kick start it, shift it and stop, weave in and out and is trying to teach himself to do wheelies.  I am so proud of him.  The past weekend up in Tahoe the Casinos had a block party with the X-Games guys doing back flips and supermans, and Isaiah was saying, "I want to do that someday, dad can you teach me that?" As I am thinking to myself I can't even ride a motorcycle, he thinks his dad can do everything.  I hope he never thinks differently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498207211112040583-2034546382196018829?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/2034546382196018829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=2034546382196018829' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/2034546382196018829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/2034546382196018829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2008/07/motorcycle-man.html' title='Motorcycle Man'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SG0JmBoabeI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_rE33M9kgjM/s72-c/253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-1015602102326688259</id><published>2008-07-02T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T11:28:43.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Man Workout</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8333fd07b48a2c25" 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://v22.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8333fd07b48a2c25%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329873308%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D85D9AAB4A985F25CCB233321D80E03B66E1454B2.1FAD6670CDC7342DC2881961ECF1F01D8E64B1CE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8333fd07b48a2c25%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrzSb8UPHvpV2z5EZJYAwykOCfcA&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://v22.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8333fd07b48a2c25%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329873308%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D85D9AAB4A985F25CCB233321D80E03B66E1454B2.1FAD6670CDC7342DC2881961ECF1F01D8E64B1CE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8333fd07b48a2c25%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrzSb8UPHvpV2z5EZJYAwykOCfcA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked out of my bedroom to find this scene so I had to get a clip of it! I really don't make my kids work out they just think it's fun. Don't know where they get that from!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498207211112040583-1015602102326688259?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8333fd07b48a2c25&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/1015602102326688259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=1015602102326688259' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/1015602102326688259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/1015602102326688259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2008/07/little-man-workout.html' title='Little Man Workout'/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498207211112040583.post-7593743326428123254</id><published>2008-05-29T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T15:27:08.540-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rainy Day'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SD8qpxYWcXI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ixor26RPY3Y/s1600-h/320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SD8qpxYWcXI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ixor26RPY3Y/s320/320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205926591382057330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my Kids this slip n slide from the store when it got really hot here a week ago. For some reason they just danced around the outside of it and wouldn't get wet and slide. This week it has been overcast and rainy at times but I sent the kids out to play and when they came to the door I noticed they were soaked! Don't ask me why but for some reason they  decided it would be fun to run in the sprinklers in 65 degree weather and get completely wet in their clothes. Why? I'm just going to have to say because they are boys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5498207211112040583-7593743326428123254?l=keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/feeds/7593743326428123254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5498207211112040583&amp;postID=7593743326428123254' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/7593743326428123254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5498207211112040583/posts/default/7593743326428123254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepingupwiththeevans.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-got-my-kids-this-slip-n-slide-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Evans Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992454182278141371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9FPKhuAQeG8/SD8qpxYWcXI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ixor26RPY3Y/s72-c/320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
