<?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-7943912997907893722</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:30:37.374-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Megkran</title><subtitle type='html'>Est. 2007</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</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>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943912997907893722.post-8878221090833699744</id><published>2012-01-16T08:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T08:54:49.011-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Knock, Knock! Oh, Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sqGQlBU9L5Y/TxQo98u8ZtI/AAAAAAAAARs/ZpBlqiZMzzk/s1600/2011%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sqGQlBU9L5Y/TxQo98u8ZtI/AAAAAAAAARs/ZpBlqiZMzzk/s320/2011%2B003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698224473270675154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OM7fvnprDEA/TxQo9cibUvI/AAAAAAAAARg/TsnHWW4I3lw/s1600/2011%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OM7fvnprDEA/TxQo9cibUvI/AAAAAAAAARg/TsnHWW4I3lw/s320/2011%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698224464628241138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent Thanksgiving in Ohio with our good friends, the Muhlesteins. Visiting them is one of our favorite things and I'm grateful they always allow us to stay with them in their home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas this year was an unusual event. My dad had a gallbladder surgery scheduled for the week before Christmas, but because of some complications spent the week of Christmas in the ICU and then the week of New Years in the hospital. It was so odd not to have our patriarch for all the family events, but he let us visit him often at the hospital. He is home now and finally healing. He can't return to work for a few weeks so Steven and I have been enjoying having a Papa at home all day who can't do projects and just has to sit and talk with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas within our little Stoddard family was wonderful. Steven finally got the idea of Santa and was so excited when he ate our cookies and milk. We normally do well restraining ourselves while buying gifts, but Steven loved everything so much and was so excited, we just couldn't help ourselves. I loved seeing my aunts and uncles at all our family events. It was a great Christmas for family, contemplation, and giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bS4H3Ns7WJ4/TxQo8601ZvI/AAAAAAAAARU/f59MwU8um-Y/s1600/2011%2B033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bS4H3Ns7WJ4/TxQo8601ZvI/AAAAAAAAARU/f59MwU8um-Y/s320/2011%2B033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698224455578642162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So the weather has been unseasonably warm this year. Steven and Adam play outside together when it does snow. I decided I should start the expectation early that Adam would go out and play while I make hot chocolate. Best decision I have ever made. Steven loves the snow and just sits out the window for daddy to come home so he can go play in it. Because, of course, my job is to make hot chocolate (as previously mentioned).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WROnMo8MblA/TxQo-EUOEEI/AAAAAAAAAR4/MAwwtYiG5FQ/s1600/2011%2B020.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/-WROnMo8MblA/TxQo-EUOEEI/AAAAAAAAAR4/MAwwtYiG5FQ/s320/2011%2B020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698224475306070082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lacey/Tracy: I thought you should know that you make a debut on our Christmas tree every year. It is about the best Christmas tradition I could have thought of. Remember that one time we planned our weddings together?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-8878221090833699744?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/8878221090833699744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=8878221090833699744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/8878221090833699744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/8878221090833699744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2012/01/knock-knock-oh-merry-christmas.html' title='Knock, Knock! Oh, Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</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/-sqGQlBU9L5Y/TxQo98u8ZtI/AAAAAAAAARs/ZpBlqiZMzzk/s72-c/2011%2B003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943912997907893722.post-5811039930988698134</id><published>2011-11-22T08:43:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T09:11:45.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Steven's World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2HTdmcwS4dg/TsuqCGrdiyI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/HlYEXArDrRI/s1600/2011%2B192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2HTdmcwS4dg/TsuqCGrdiyI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/HlYEXArDrRI/s320/2011%2B192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677818708360006434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom and Dad Stoddard came to visit for a whole week. We loved their visit. They took us to Greenfield Village, which was amazing. My favorite was to see the working farm. There was a man who worked as the shepherd and he knew each lamb by name. It was evident to see his love for each one when he would pick them up for us to pet and he would scratch their head and give them a kiss. Just wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took mom and dad to the sand dunes where we flew a giant kite and climbed the hills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VfpGzwJRvMI/TsuqB3TEmGI/AAAAAAAAAQw/lPNn2Uh1EuQ/s1600/2011%2B151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VfpGzwJRvMI/TsuqB3TEmGI/AAAAAAAAAQw/lPNn2Uh1EuQ/s320/2011%2B151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677818704231176290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Blmz0O5MhAw/TsuqBR5Ec3I/AAAAAAAAAQk/kletL_HVuYg/s1600/2011%2B204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Blmz0O5MhAw/TsuqBR5Ec3I/AAAAAAAAAQk/kletL_HVuYg/s320/2011%2B204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677818694190003058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vY8-XmUw4N0/TsuqBFpqxCI/AAAAAAAAAQY/JLa3VeGTt6I/s1600/2011%2B313.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/-vY8-XmUw4N0/TsuqBFpqxCI/AAAAAAAAAQY/JLa3VeGTt6I/s320/2011%2B313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677818690904179746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FNAj3WrN_gw/TsuqCvwXzNI/AAAAAAAAARM/0VmX_DzNVAc/s1600/2011%2B246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FNAj3WrN_gw/TsuqCvwXzNI/AAAAAAAAARM/0VmX_DzNVAc/s320/2011%2B246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677818719386455250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven and Adam love to play outside together. We bought Adam a soccer ball for Christmas. Steven held the secret for about half an hour before getting it out and giving it to Adam stating it was for Christmas. But it is worth it because the boys have been outside playing most days. Steven just loves playing with his dad. This is the two of them reading our favorite book: Bee Bim Bop, by ('Inda Sue Park, as Steven says)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven has been swiping our camera lately and it turns out he can take a good picture every 20 tries. It is fun to see what he thinks is note worthy and how it looks from his height. Here is a fish we were watching.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-5811039930988698134?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/5811039930988698134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=5811039930988698134' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/5811039930988698134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/5811039930988698134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2011/11/stevens-world.html' title='Steven&apos;s World'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</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/-2HTdmcwS4dg/TsuqCGrdiyI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/HlYEXArDrRI/s72-c/2011%2B192.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943912997907893722.post-6969288858094925389</id><published>2011-09-02T13:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T13:41:51.341-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember Freshman Year?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OU0O660nPZc/TmEROSYD4TI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/hzq5RoF2x5Q/s1600/Meg_0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OU0O660nPZc/TmEROSYD4TI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/hzq5RoF2x5Q/s320/Meg_0149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647814344847909170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I have been a bit nostalgic for freshman year lately. You see, I work in the Young Women's organization at church and we just sent out our oldest girls to college, one to BYU, my Alma Mater. I keep thinking about how nervous I was to make friends and how cool everyone was. That first week I kept thinking, "it can't really be this fun all the time." But it was. I remember staying up till 3 in the morning most days because my roommate Lindsay and I stayed up late playing and then stayed up even later to study. All my journal entries are "I'm so tired... I've never been so tired." P.S. This is my freshman floor. Please note our incredible RA (and even better friend) Sarah to my right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RsSeKLVdBIg/TmEROGM5BHI/AAAAAAAAAQI/xsC2NnePorM/s1600/000_0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RsSeKLVdBIg/TmEROGM5BHI/AAAAAAAAAQI/xsC2NnePorM/s320/000_0065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647814341579834482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And our trip to Vegas?! Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally learned to drive in crazy traffic and cut people off.&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YbBcWz5geTI/TmERNsLM0lI/AAAAAAAAAQA/siQvtKd_Esw/s1600/Blair_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YbBcWz5geTI/TmERNsLM0lI/AAAAAAAAAQA/siQvtKd_Esw/s320/Blair_0098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647814334593421906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm kind of glad you can't see most of the pictures on the hot date wall. All though, all those dates are pretty memorable. Like when Sarah, Lindsay and I climbed the Y and some guy crashed into it. Or that time we went up to Salt Lake for a day long date with a bunch of guys (Walker?) and we soaked our feet in the tub and took glamor shots. Only to later realize we were standing in front of a BED in all our pictures. haha.&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/-MfHvf_Nhn-8/TmERNSxbnOI/AAAAAAAAAP4/tlY5Y5eX2-M/s1600/000_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MfHvf_Nhn-8/TmERNSxbnOI/AAAAAAAAAP4/tlY5Y5eX2-M/s320/000_0038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647814327774452962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Martinelli party. Enough said. Every freshman does it.&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7WQNe9_B9tk/TmERNIVU6EI/AAAAAAAAAPw/iMLjwQCzX54/s1600/000_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7WQNe9_B9tk/TmERNIVU6EI/AAAAAAAAAPw/iMLjwQCzX54/s320/000_0092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647814324972218434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I truly miss my freshman friends. Luckily, they are all still my friends. Aren't we adorable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few lasting freshman memories:&lt;br /&gt;Jerica's amazingly awesome laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah's beautiful harp music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esther's quality listening and stunning personality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any time spent with Dani and Colette-I think I want to name a child after both of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay's sticky notes and pictures of the brain covering our entire room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, Blair. I love all of our thought provoking conversations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end. Please don't judge me for being so sentimental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-6969288858094925389?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/6969288858094925389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=6969288858094925389' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/6969288858094925389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/6969288858094925389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2011/09/remember-freshman-year.html' title='Remember Freshman Year?'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</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/-OU0O660nPZc/TmEROSYD4TI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/hzq5RoF2x5Q/s72-c/Meg_0149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943912997907893722.post-3223484148775045819</id><published>2011-07-10T21:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T21:48:56.671-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh How We Love the Summertime!</title><content type='html'>Our big trip this summer was to the Ohio to visit our friends, Dave and Megan. They have two darling little ones who are right around Steven's age. Harry and Wyatt were nice enough to share their toys and bedrooms for a whole weekend. We went mini-golfing, boating, made fancy Italian pizzas, and walked around the temple. The entire trip was absolutely wonderful. Thank you to our gracious hosts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5LfCwJEkjXM/ThpTD0gBVQI/AAAAAAAAAPg/AoDRDKXmuQk/s1600/2011%2B016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5LfCwJEkjXM/ThpTD0gBVQI/AAAAAAAAAPg/AoDRDKXmuQk/s320/2011%2B016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627902009450517762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are our boys all lined up watching a movie about trucks. Notice their lovely locks of blond hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5-Zux5yJXQ/ThpTDHKjh3I/AAAAAAAAAPY/uHx-MLWo_I4/s1600/2011%2B031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5-Zux5yJXQ/ThpTDHKjh3I/AAAAAAAAAPY/uHx-MLWo_I4/s320/2011%2B031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627901997280888690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;GONE! We lined all those darling baby faces up and shaved their hair clean off. Sure they look happy now, but there were tears all around while the shaving was going. My mom thought Steven looked "terrible" with no hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j5Kl_vz86SY/ThpTCkH1GmI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/PUsZQoQJiOo/s1600/2011%2B058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j5Kl_vz86SY/ThpTCkH1GmI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/PUsZQoQJiOo/s320/2011%2B058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627901987874216546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So Steven is addicted to bike rides and I am afraid that I am also sold on it. We ride pretty much every day either to my parents or the library. He loves his helmet so much he sneaked into the garage and brought it in the house so he could wear it during reading time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WO2BMSH5LV0/ThpSLxUgsOI/AAAAAAAAAPI/o6ZqWFj40zI/s1600/2011%2B067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WO2BMSH5LV0/ThpSLxUgsOI/AAAAAAAAAPI/o6ZqWFj40zI/s320/2011%2B067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627901046524260578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adam celebrated a birthday this month. I am now married to a very old man. Since he is in love with angry birds, we decided he needed a cake devoted to it. I thought it turned out pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f8rBE4Vwlos/ThpSLZnxfHI/AAAAAAAAAPA/ukbczPB3DLE/s1600/2011%2B064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f8rBE4Vwlos/ThpSLZnxfHI/AAAAAAAAAPA/ukbczPB3DLE/s320/2011%2B064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627901040162602098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iUxB7o6PE1o/ThpSK-vnSvI/AAAAAAAAAO4/UKaoQV12dYA/s1600/2011%2B077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iUxB7o6PE1o/ThpSK-vnSvI/AAAAAAAAAO4/UKaoQV12dYA/s320/2011%2B077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627901032947731186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have become a little addicted to making fun cakes. I've been doing Steven's cakes and this year added Adam's angry birds. But my friend Annie wanted help with her daughter's cupcakes to take to school so we did butterflies, sunflowers and something else I have forgotten. Then my niece asked me to make her birthday cake. My lovely mother-in-law suggested I put jello in the cake for a pond (it was a swim party). My mom made little fish and frogs to put under the jello. It turned out to be a ton of fun and me and Steven got all sugared up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SUWP6y8YqiQ/ThpSKXDlxkI/AAAAAAAAAOw/C3a4SriYBgE/s1600/2011%2B082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SUWP6y8YqiQ/ThpSKXDlxkI/AAAAAAAAAOw/C3a4SriYBgE/s320/2011%2B082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627901022294099522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steven getting reading for our Fourth of July bike ride out at Papa and Bubba's farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMdMo0B1404/ThpSJ76ujdI/AAAAAAAAAOo/yzxokwwqVg0/s1600/2011%2B086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMdMo0B1404/ThpSJ76ujdI/AAAAAAAAAOo/yzxokwwqVg0/s320/2011%2B086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627901015009168850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steven and cousin Asher loved swimming at the farm. Steven can now swim with the best of them (with a life jacket on of course). He swam way out to climb on the floating dock with the older kids. It is way more fun to swim with a kid you don't have to hold the whole time. Seriously, best ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-3223484148775045819?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/3223484148775045819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=3223484148775045819' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/3223484148775045819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/3223484148775045819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2011/07/oh-how-we-love-summertime.html' title='Oh How We Love the Summertime!'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</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/-5LfCwJEkjXM/ThpTD0gBVQI/AAAAAAAAAPg/AoDRDKXmuQk/s72-c/2011%2B016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943912997907893722.post-2650442875491224373</id><published>2011-05-23T07:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T08:02:17.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Little Bear!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DVHCcW35XDM/TdpLMPdqW6I/AAAAAAAAAOc/Im2E3NEP04I/s1600/2011%2B084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DVHCcW35XDM/TdpLMPdqW6I/AAAAAAAAAOc/Im2E3NEP04I/s320/2011%2B084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609878959524830114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steven turned two this weekend. I held back most of the tears, but he is so grown up! It was a really fun weekend. He received this water table from his Grandma Di and Grandpa Scott. Steven and his cousin couldn't get enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QyEjM77Rffc/TdpLLaUQjGI/AAAAAAAAAOU/koOHcoHo98w/s1600/2011%2B063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QyEjM77Rffc/TdpLLaUQjGI/AAAAAAAAAOU/koOHcoHo98w/s320/2011%2B063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609878945258310754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We made Steven a train cake for the big party. He thought it was okay, but his cousins couldn't get over the fact that there was candy on the cake. We are so lucky to have so many fun cousins nearby and far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xfad87eefYM/TdpLLFemNlI/AAAAAAAAAOM/kcw8u07RCCg/s1600/2011%2B052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xfad87eefYM/TdpLLFemNlI/AAAAAAAAAOM/kcw8u07RCCg/s320/2011%2B052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609878939664528978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steven with his cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wFohPRVFsyY/TdpLK_V-PXI/AAAAAAAAAOE/E5dayCcDRBs/s1600/2011%2B014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wFohPRVFsyY/TdpLK_V-PXI/AAAAAAAAAOE/E5dayCcDRBs/s320/2011%2B014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609878938017742194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D1hRPlhAmVI/TdpLKOh3OvI/AAAAAAAAAN8/fFsNSRjvyv0/s1600/2011%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D1hRPlhAmVI/TdpLKOh3OvI/AAAAAAAAAN8/fFsNSRjvyv0/s320/2011%2B007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609878924914277106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steven's new favorite thing is riding the "tractor" with Papa. The other day I found him in my parent's shed, just sitting on the tractor, hoping for a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so grateful for our little guy! I can't imagine a more wonderful child and blessing in our family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-2650442875491224373?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/2650442875491224373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=2650442875491224373' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/2650442875491224373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/2650442875491224373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-birthday-little-bear.html' title='Happy Birthday, Little Bear!'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</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/-DVHCcW35XDM/TdpLMPdqW6I/AAAAAAAAAOc/Im2E3NEP04I/s72-c/2011%2B084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943912997907893722.post-2870771538429386297</id><published>2011-04-26T13:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T13:22:35.068-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-quHqAcBmVQ4/Tbb9xUUn9LI/AAAAAAAAANs/Cr-kjdfgbXM/s1600/2011%2B047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-quHqAcBmVQ4/Tbb9xUUn9LI/AAAAAAAAANs/Cr-kjdfgbXM/s320/2011%2B047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599942210392421554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a marvelous Easter this year. My parents hosted an egg hunt on Saturday. The little kids had their hunt first. Steven didn't quite get the idea and kind of zoned out once he found a sucker. But the big kids had a great time. My parents did an awesome job of having candy and hard boiled eggs along with a few toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday we hosted the big family dinner at our house. Everyone brought a dish so there wasn't much for us to do besides set the tables up. Sarah Jane brought some really neat crafts for the kids. You can see in the picture above that they were pretty darn proud of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very grateful we were able to celebrate the holiday with family and with our church ward. I feel like I have come to know the Savior more this year and have tried to apply His atonement more in my life. I am thankful for His sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aaVpEuSXnM4/Tbb9xJFSSKI/AAAAAAAAANk/QDrzE4_k6Zk/s1600/2011%2B034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aaVpEuSXnM4/Tbb9xJFSSKI/AAAAAAAAANk/QDrzE4_k6Zk/s320/2011%2B034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599942207375296674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here is my honey making some ham. Adam was in charge of the ham and did a marvelous job. Kudos, honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hzCThC8c8gI/Tbb9wtb0Y6I/AAAAAAAAANc/SsINHKD6v_Q/s1600/2011%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hzCThC8c8gI/Tbb9wtb0Y6I/AAAAAAAAANc/SsINHKD6v_Q/s320/2011%2B004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599942199953613730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And finally, Steven tried using the potty last week. I don't think he'll really potty train for another 6 months or so, but he is definitely interested and likes giving it a try. He has been such a good boy. He has started speaking in sentences and loves to play, especially with Adam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-2870771538429386297?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/2870771538429386297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=2870771538429386297' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/2870771538429386297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/2870771538429386297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</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/-quHqAcBmVQ4/Tbb9xUUn9LI/AAAAAAAAANs/Cr-kjdfgbXM/s72-c/2011%2B047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943912997907893722.post-2807607837298078338</id><published>2011-04-08T12:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T12:36:12.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First comes love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NVWxXLNVezY/TZ85OllXQsI/AAAAAAAAANU/LMu76jfQIkA/s1600/2011%2B181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NVWxXLNVezY/TZ85OllXQsI/AAAAAAAAANU/LMu76jfQIkA/s320/2011%2B181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593252184987222722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mixer has a new love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new blender. It is red and shiny and lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ETeIHRSClYY/TZ85OIU8BoI/AAAAAAAAANM/Mi0T-Cwrb-k/s1600/2011%2B180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ETeIHRSClYY/TZ85OIU8BoI/AAAAAAAAANM/Mi0T-Cwrb-k/s320/2011%2B180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593252177133700738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Steven is shocked at how well it blended our wheat. I am so ridiculously excited. Our grain mill died a few weeks back and I've been itchin' for a new one. My sister has this blender so I've already been "needing" it since visiting her last fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things in our house that cost less than our new blender:&lt;br /&gt;Our bed&lt;br /&gt;Couch&lt;br /&gt;Piano&lt;br /&gt;Steven (just kidding...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. I was just geeked out about the blender.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-2807607837298078338?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/2807607837298078338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=2807607837298078338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/2807607837298078338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/2807607837298078338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2011/04/first-comes-love.html' title='First comes love'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</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/-NVWxXLNVezY/TZ85OllXQsI/AAAAAAAAANU/LMu76jfQIkA/s72-c/2011%2B181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943912997907893722.post-1788964565239910772</id><published>2011-03-05T19:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T19:28:07.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fish</title><content type='html'>So today we were at Petsmart looking at fish. And these teenage boys come up dressed all gangster, walking like they are dragging one leg behind them. One says to the other, "So 'Twon, what fish you gettin'?" I loved it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-1788964565239910772?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/1788964565239910772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=1788964565239910772' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/1788964565239910772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/1788964565239910772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2011/03/fish.html' title='Fish'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</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-7943912997907893722.post-2058526487904508488</id><published>2011-02-28T12:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T12:32:51.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We are never leaving again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7QKG72XEC0o/TWvbO0fRAkI/AAAAAAAAAM0/bwxPDhZDNEg/s1600/Cruise%2Band%2BUtah%2B039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7QKG72XEC0o/TWvbO0fRAkI/AAAAAAAAAM0/bwxPDhZDNEg/s320/Cruise%2Band%2BUtah%2B039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578793611082924610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just kidding. We will probably leave home again... eventually. Adam and I have done so many travels this last month, we are ready to snuggle in and enjoy the rest of the winter. Which should be another six weeks or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8x7GlFJcWcI/TWvbOL3YkJI/AAAAAAAAAMs/xHlOZOjbq_U/s1600/Cruise%2Band%2BUtah%2B064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8x7GlFJcWcI/TWvbOL3YkJI/AAAAAAAAAMs/xHlOZOjbq_U/s320/Cruise%2Band%2BUtah%2B064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578793600178229394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our first fun trip was on a cruise to Mexico. I had never been to Mexico. We went swimming in a spring in the middle of some Mayan ruins and took the "wire tour" of Progreso. The wire tour included ducking electrical lines while our double decked bus ran us around a surprisingly not-so-tour-esty Progreso. We went snorkeling in Cozumel. Adam did the best of everyone. The fish came right up to us and we loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zm-32NfmWOI/TWvbN8aOHvI/AAAAAAAAAMk/mwKIfI0RT_k/s1600/Cruise%2Band%2BUtah%2B117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zm-32NfmWOI/TWvbN8aOHvI/AAAAAAAAAMk/mwKIfI0RT_k/s320/Cruise%2Band%2BUtah%2B117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578793596029378290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next trip was to Davey's wedding in Utah. We were stuck in Denver on our way there because of a snowstorm and my great friend Blair drove to the airport for a one minute drive around before our flight started loading. I can't believe she drove all that way, but it could not have been more fun to see her. David looked so happy at his wedding. His new wife, Ali, is a great addition to the Deibel family. And we love her very much. Her family was hilarious and we look forward to having even more family in the Utah area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CvOUoVZTbCY/TWvbNqWm3-I/AAAAAAAAAMc/8xOP6sgnd0o/s1600/Cruise%2Band%2BUtah%2B127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CvOUoVZTbCY/TWvbNqWm3-I/AAAAAAAAAMc/8xOP6sgnd0o/s320/Cruise%2Band%2BUtah%2B127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578793591182385122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the meantime, Adam got his own desk at work with his own clients. I'm pretty darn proud of him. Steven, while stuck to me since the cruise, is learning new words and becoming pretty animated. Our car is awaiting repairs-- so him and I stay at home all day making jokes that we can get the other to understand. And I am trying which new goals I want to work on since my girls retreat with my sisters and mom. They all have so many good ideas, it is hard to chose which I want to work on first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-adnPfoAxqI8/TWvbNVijKLI/AAAAAAAAAMU/eFkGpjVFNE8/s1600/Cruise%2Band%2BUtah%2B016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-adnPfoAxqI8/TWvbNVijKLI/AAAAAAAAAMU/eFkGpjVFNE8/s320/Cruise%2Band%2BUtah%2B016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578793585595328690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;P.S. This is the snow we left behind while we went on all these trips. Happy day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-2058526487904508488?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/2058526487904508488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=2058526487904508488' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/2058526487904508488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/2058526487904508488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2011/02/we-are-never-leaving-again.html' title='We are never leaving again'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</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/-7QKG72XEC0o/TWvbO0fRAkI/AAAAAAAAAM0/bwxPDhZDNEg/s72-c/Cruise%2Band%2BUtah%2B039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943912997907893722.post-2114292864247545780</id><published>2010-12-25T22:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T22:51:16.724-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Newsletter</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas everyone! We hope you are all doing well and have had a great Christmas season. We have had a wonderful year and would like to fill you in a little on what we have been up to:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adam left Enterprise Rent-a-Car in August after being hired on by Dow Chemical. We are both grateful for the change. He works now in customer service and will be receiving his own desk and clients in February. Adam also started serving as our ward clerk. I miss him Sunday mornings and afternoons, but he works hard and diligently to keep our ward on the straight and narrow. For fun Adam grew a beard this fall. He looked a lot like Brigham Young and even dressed up as ol' Brigham for Halloween.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have enjoyed staying home with Steven. My time is spent trying out new recipes and rearranging furniture when Adam is not around. I still teach parenting classes a couple of times each month at Teen Parent Services. Steven likes playing with other kids and I like serving in the community and hanging out with old co-workers. Luckily, I am still serving in the Young Women's organization with sisters that teach me all the ins and outs of leadership. My beehives are so fun and keep me updated on what is cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Steven is growing and learning like crazy. His favorite words are meow, please, juice and happy. He knows lots of other words, but those are the ones we hear most often. Did you know that even bunnies and raccoons say meow? Steven does. He started nursery at church and loves it. Steven is affectionate and happy, he is a true blessing in our home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adam and I have traveled twice to Utah, once to Palmyra and several times up north. We are finishing up our Christmas trip to Utah. We have had a ton of fun hanging out with family and friends. We loved playing in the snow, shopping, seeing Temple Square, playing games and going to a BYU basketball game and a play called Farley Family Xmas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love all of you and hope you are having a wonderful Christmas season. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-2114292864247545780?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/2114292864247545780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=2114292864247545780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/2114292864247545780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/2114292864247545780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-newsletter.html' title='Christmas Newsletter'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</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-7943912997907893722.post-5883480458751940779</id><published>2010-11-24T12:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T12:28:39.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am thankful...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/TO1KMXcaOhI/AAAAAAAAAME/K0WRe56u-P0/s1600/2010%2B171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/TO1KMXcaOhI/AAAAAAAAAME/K0WRe56u-P0/s320/2010%2B171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543168292675009042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/TO1KLuUXsyI/AAAAAAAAAL8/GKBfJ92X9zc/s1600/2010%2B210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/TO1KLuUXsyI/AAAAAAAAAL8/GKBfJ92X9zc/s320/2010%2B210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543168281635435298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to a recent young women lesson, I have been thinking of what I am grateful for. Even through the more difficult parts of this year, my mind won't stop listing my many blessings. Here is a short list of what I am grateful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My wonderful honey, who calls me his honey-bunches&lt;br /&gt;2. Our outrageously funny and gifted son&lt;br /&gt;3. Loads of family and that my family is forever&lt;br /&gt;4. A car repair shop that stays within their estimate even when the part cost more&lt;br /&gt;5. My beehives who show me true kindness and introduced me to silly bands&lt;br /&gt;6. Good health and a healthy future&lt;br /&gt;7. NURSERY&lt;br /&gt;8. My last single brother is tying the knot next February&lt;br /&gt;9. Katie-did and smoothies&lt;br /&gt;10. My faith&lt;br /&gt;11. Blend-tech blenders, may I have one one day&lt;br /&gt;12. A good bran muffin recipe that doesn't taste like the bran junk it is made of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that is it. I hope you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-5883480458751940779?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/5883480458751940779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=5883480458751940779' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/5883480458751940779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/5883480458751940779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-am-thankful.html' title='I am thankful...'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</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/_bpAw0pVvMqU/TO1KMXcaOhI/AAAAAAAAAME/K0WRe56u-P0/s72-c/2010%2B171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943912997907893722.post-5391104132148041176</id><published>2010-10-11T09:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T09:52:34.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Couchbed</title><content type='html'>I'm always nervous that I am confusing couch with coach. Just a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in college some dear friends of mine taught me the utter joy of a thing appropriately named couchbed. You push two couches together to create one giant bed in the living room. And then you never get off it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to thank those dear friends for the furniture-arranging madness that completes my home. Happy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Christmas music started in our home last night. I love my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-5391104132148041176?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/5391104132148041176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=5391104132148041176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/5391104132148041176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/5391104132148041176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2010/10/couchbed.html' title='Couchbed'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</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-7943912997907893722.post-3756192965686342145</id><published>2010-10-05T08:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T08:57:00.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/TKsfXd1lw8I/AAAAAAAAAL0/tYR_izSQqGc/s1600/2010+148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/TKsfXd1lw8I/AAAAAAAAAL0/tYR_izSQqGc/s320/2010+148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524543855906898882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have been gone most of the summer so we decided it was time for some catch up. Here are some pictures from our recent adventures. Here is Steven and I with Aunt Katie. Aren't we gorgeous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/TKsfW-v5oiI/AAAAAAAAALs/545HNYs1_4s/s1600/2010+133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/TKsfW-v5oiI/AAAAAAAAALs/545HNYs1_4s/s320/2010+133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524543847561536034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandpa Scott got the whole family a pass to see all the best things Utah has to offer. Here is the family at Snowbird (I think). We rode a little cable car up the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/TKsfVesqopI/AAAAAAAAALk/EDfJdqrv1Mo/s1600/2010+089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/TKsfVesqopI/AAAAAAAAALk/EDfJdqrv1Mo/s320/2010+089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524543821778166418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Picking blueberries in Michigan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/TKsfU4oefNI/AAAAAAAAALc/ScHOW3KVY1k/s1600/2010+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/TKsfU4oefNI/AAAAAAAAALc/ScHOW3KVY1k/s320/2010+010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524543811560045778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We visited Palmyra for the Hill Cumorah pageant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/TKsfTGVTENI/AAAAAAAAALU/YDrKg6zd0D8/s1600/2010+065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/TKsfTGVTENI/AAAAAAAAALU/YDrKg6zd0D8/s320/2010+065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524543780877963474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And finally Niagara Falls. We had such a fun summer, the best part being our trip to Utah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-3756192965686342145?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/3756192965686342145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=3756192965686342145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/3756192965686342145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/3756192965686342145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2010/10/catch-up.html' title='Catch Up'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</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/_bpAw0pVvMqU/TKsfXd1lw8I/AAAAAAAAAL0/tYR_izSQqGc/s72-c/2010+148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943912997907893722.post-4717133700469742422</id><published>2010-07-22T00:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T00:33:27.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We're in a fight</title><content type='html'>Steven and I got in a fight today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt that our new cell phone should not go in the potty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven disagreed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-4717133700469742422?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/4717133700469742422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=4717133700469742422' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/4717133700469742422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/4717133700469742422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2010/07/were-in-fight.html' title='We&apos;re in a fight'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</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-7943912997907893722.post-6314762916829301114</id><published>2010-06-27T08:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T08:40:06.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/TCdD9e99_2I/AAAAAAAAALE/D2XY2vRvYNI/s1600/Steven+2010+085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/TCdD9e99_2I/AAAAAAAAALE/D2XY2vRvYNI/s320/Steven+2010+085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487429394538299234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks Grandma Di for the birthday sweater. Sure I look like I am trying to eat it, but that is just not so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/TCdD8wz43iI/AAAAAAAAAK8/aK665R4PWwk/s1600/Steven+2010+063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/TCdD8wz43iI/AAAAAAAAAK8/aK665R4PWwk/s320/Steven+2010+063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487429382147989026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I (Meghan) just thought this picture was a hoot. Steven runs to the potty whenever he hears us go in the bathroom. Which makes it hard since we started cloth diapering. He is great for the change, but whenever we need to rinse a diaper he wants to be right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/TCdD8UQNfVI/AAAAAAAAAK0/aOoz1UJR10Y/s1600/Steven+2010+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/TCdD8UQNfVI/AAAAAAAAAK0/aOoz1UJR10Y/s320/Steven+2010+035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487429374482152786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a picture from Steven's birthday party. He had a bear cake and ate quite a bit. He started clapping for himself after each bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/TCdD708RiHI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ehpKFjuJlz4/s1600/Steven+2010+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/TCdD708RiHI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ehpKFjuJlz4/s320/Steven+2010+010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487429366077032562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steven hugging his package from Grandma Di and Grandpa Scott.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only did Steven turn one last month, but Adam also had a birthday. He took the day off work and we had a great time going out for sushi and playing games a Kokomos. (For those not from Saginaw, Kokomos is the "cool" place to be on birthdays and has a catchy catch phrase, "wanna go?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also proud to announce that Adam passed his MQI. I think the word that was used was "smashed" it. The MQI is a test that Enterprise gives their employees to see if they have the skills to run a branch. It is a big deal at enterprise and I am very proud of my honey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-6314762916829301114?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/6314762916829301114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=6314762916829301114' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/6314762916829301114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/6314762916829301114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</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/_bpAw0pVvMqU/TCdD9e99_2I/AAAAAAAAALE/D2XY2vRvYNI/s72-c/Steven+2010+085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943912997907893722.post-3128811900744304339</id><published>2010-05-16T21:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T22:08:06.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I like to remember my favorite things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/S_ChutTvWYI/AAAAAAAAAKk/L_6l0k9rRXE/s1600/DSCF1311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/S_ChutTvWYI/AAAAAAAAAKk/L_6l0k9rRXE/s320/DSCF1311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472051371063597442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steven has a few favorite things that just really make him happy. The first is toothbrushes. He, like his father, think they are fantastic and needful at every occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/S_ChuKdvTSI/AAAAAAAAAKc/GeAinlcIgv8/s1600/DSCF1301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/S_ChuKdvTSI/AAAAAAAAAKc/GeAinlcIgv8/s320/DSCF1301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472051361710296354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We recently cleaned out our fireplace in order to have a gas fireplace installed. It has yet to be installed, but Steven found a new favorite play spot. Sometimes he gets stuck in there and if he stands and touches the top of the walls, he gets covered in soot. Well worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/S_Chtp7it1I/AAAAAAAAAKU/IHcsOSPlkms/s1600/DSCF1296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/S_Chtp7it1I/AAAAAAAAAKU/IHcsOSPlkms/s320/DSCF1296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472051352976930642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In place of a regular, boring pacifier Steven now prefers a little person from his lego set. He sucks on the head and the body hangs on for dear life. He'll spend an hour or so with poor little lego man as his paci.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/S_ChtbY_COI/AAAAAAAAAKM/DckmPsZKQ54/s1600/DSCF1337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/S_ChtbY_COI/AAAAAAAAAKM/DckmPsZKQ54/s320/DSCF1337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472051349073889506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steven recently fell in love with food. He has always been a good eater, but lately he has conformed to his Deibel side and decided to just adore all interaction with food. He found this granola bar in my scripture bag and Adam found him snacking away. He also loves all things covered in homemade jam. For his birthday we are eating his three favorite foods: oranges, corndogs and toast with jam. It should be great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-3128811900744304339?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/3128811900744304339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=3128811900744304339' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/3128811900744304339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/3128811900744304339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-like-to-remember-my-favorite-things.html' title='I like to remember my favorite things...'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</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/_bpAw0pVvMqU/S_ChutTvWYI/AAAAAAAAAKk/L_6l0k9rRXE/s72-c/DSCF1311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943912997907893722.post-6307139776327991013</id><published>2010-04-13T10:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T10:32:19.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/S8R-Gq8daXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/crRw2jCTRsc/s1600/DSCF1004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/S8R-Gq8daXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/crRw2jCTRsc/s320/DSCF1004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459627301352073586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steven is getting to be so much fun. We wrestle on the ground and laugh our heads off.  He can tell when something is funny. He just started saying Papa, puppy, and yesh. Although he won't repeat them on command. I am so surprised at how supremely happy I am. I always knew I wanted to have a gaggle of children and stay at home, but what a pleasant surprise that I actually LOVE it everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/S8R-FxbKNZI/AAAAAAAAAI8/1c_dnjYD7qA/s1600/DSCF1012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/S8R-FxbKNZI/AAAAAAAAAI8/1c_dnjYD7qA/s320/DSCF1012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459627285911582098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steven loves Adam. We eat breakfast and lunch together. (Steven is in bed by dinner) Adam asked his work to move him back to Saginaw so he could be with us more and they said YES! We now get an hour lunch everyday and an hour less commute time. Notice the knife in the picture we are using to cut up bananas. Steven has started to like shiny sharp things. Nail clippers, butter knives, pizza cutters. How do any children make is to adulthood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/S8R-FNEJhtI/AAAAAAAAAI0/BbXy70bkrLg/s1600/DSCF1011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/S8R-FNEJhtI/AAAAAAAAAI0/BbXy70bkrLg/s320/DSCF1011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459627276151391954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adam and I in our kitchen. You can see Steven's baby pic on the fridge. He does not look like the same baby. Someone switched our baby. I'm pretty sure. Well, that is it for now. For all our friends out west and else where, we are missing you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-6307139776327991013?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/6307139776327991013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=6307139776327991013' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/6307139776327991013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/6307139776327991013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2010/04/steven-is-getting-to-be-so-much-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</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/_bpAw0pVvMqU/S8R-Gq8daXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/crRw2jCTRsc/s72-c/DSCF1004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943912997907893722.post-1064595318784810256</id><published>2010-02-15T10:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T10:36:14.318-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Weekend Ever...</title><content type='html'>Adam and I just had the best weekend ever. My sister-in-law offered to watch Steven on Friday night so we could go to a church dance the stake was having. We went with our super fun friends, Emily and Neil. Adam and I can't really dance (and don't regret it), but we had a marvelous time. We came back to our house for some ice cream and it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning we had a family temple trip and happened to go at the same time that a friend of ours was receiving his endowments. Congrats Paul! Then that evening we had our date night and went out to sushi, and I didn't hate it!!! Sunday was Valentine's day and I got a book on fly fishing from Adam. I'm not sure I've ever had a more thoughtful gift. Yep, the weekend was pretty great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-1064595318784810256?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/1064595318784810256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=1064595318784810256' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/1064595318784810256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/1064595318784810256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2010/02/best-weekend-ever.html' title='Best Weekend Ever...'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943912997907893722.post-4839366333149347544</id><published>2009-11-20T13:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T13:48:02.425-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadly, Steven takes after his father...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/SwbkOQgovMI/AAAAAAAAAIU/AIBX34DmXDM/s1600/Vintage_WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/SwbkOQgovMI/AAAAAAAAAIU/AIBX34DmXDM/s320/Vintage_WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406259336306015426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/SwbkON_cZeI/AAAAAAAAAIM/O4OBVKRYH0c/s1600/Stoddard-Storyboard_5x7_WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/SwbkON_cZeI/AAAAAAAAAIM/O4OBVKRYH0c/s320/Stoddard-Storyboard_5x7_WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406259335629923810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally I'm all geeked out when Steven looks or acts like Adam. Well, not yesterday. I guess when Adam was a kid his mom always had to call poison control because he swallowed everything. Steven, just a day short of 6 months, had his first poison control call. He was playing with a pill bottle that had a childproof lock on it and wham! Open bottle. The kids got skills. Well, I'm pretty sure he didn't swallow anything, but called my brother who works at the ER. He called poison control and they called me. Turns out they're really nice down there at poison control and don't judge you too much. And Steven is fine. I guess it was a good warning to me that it is time to childproof the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've also posted our new family pics. For those who can't read and just like pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-4839366333149347544?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/4839366333149347544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=4839366333149347544' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/4839366333149347544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/4839366333149347544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2009/11/sadly-steven-takes-after-his-father.html' title='Sadly, Steven takes after his father...'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</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/_bpAw0pVvMqU/SwbkOQgovMI/AAAAAAAAAIU/AIBX34DmXDM/s72-c/Vintage_WEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943912997907893722.post-4993114888932409787</id><published>2009-10-09T11:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T11:43:40.735-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Burrrrr... It's cold</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/Ss9XRsMt5GI/AAAAAAAAAHk/R_vxiiv7ljw/s1600-h/Steven+up+to+5+months+175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/Ss9XRsMt5GI/AAAAAAAAAHk/R_vxiiv7ljw/s320/Steven+up+to+5+months+175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390623240419664994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steven agrees, it is very cold outside. We went to a local corn maze between conference sessions last week. About five minutes into the maze it started to rain a cold chilly rain. After about 15 minutes we took the emergency exit. I felt like such a wimp. But Steven was chilly and my dad had donuts in the car. Mmmmm... cider donuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/Ss9XQ2SDy0I/AAAAAAAAAHc/CHhDLK-Ahc0/s1600-h/Steven+up+to+5+months+174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/Ss9XQ2SDy0I/AAAAAAAAAHc/CHhDLK-Ahc0/s320/Steven+up+to+5+months+174.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390623225946557250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ta-Dah! Pre-pregnancy-skinny jeans. So what if they didn't fit after the previously mentioned cider donuts, I got those suckers on!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/Ss9XQfB964I/AAAAAAAAAHU/XVQek0q1hco/s1600-h/Steven+up+to+5+months+167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/Ss9XQfB964I/AAAAAAAAAHU/XVQek0q1hco/s320/Steven+up+to+5+months+167.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390623219705047938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So Adam works a lot so when he is home, he spends a lot of time with Steven. This is a very sleepy Steven who just needed to snuggle with dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/Ss9XPgyRfuI/AAAAAAAAAHM/9dClQE7yHhQ/s1600-h/Steven+up+to+5+months+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/Ss9XPgyRfuI/AAAAAAAAAHM/9dClQE7yHhQ/s320/Steven+up+to+5+months+081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390623202996223714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adam takes Steven for walks around our yard to talk about what they see and touch different textures. On this day they discovered a frog. The reason the frog is staying there so nicely is Steven has his poor little froggy-foot clench in his baby fist. Poor little frog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/Ss9XOwqXbpI/AAAAAAAAAHE/88fR-xApezs/s1600-h/Steven+up+to+5+months+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/Ss9XOwqXbpI/AAAAAAAAAHE/88fR-xApezs/s320/Steven+up+to+5+months+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390623190078156434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adam and Steven at the Loon's baseball game. Dow Chemical owns everything in the Tri-City area, including a new baseball team and field. The whole family attended this one and it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So confession: I was thinking yesterday about how all our pictures from the last two years are on my brother-in-law's camera (we stole it while he was on his mission). Suddenly I realized: ALL our pictures from the last two years are on that camera. Including my labor, delivery and baby-nursing. Now we didn't take any pictures that were too bad, but poor Mark. Mark, if you are reading this take that camera to your mother and have her delete any nursing pictures. How embarrassing. Adam and I laughed for a while about that one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-4993114888932409787?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/4993114888932409787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=4993114888932409787' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/4993114888932409787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/4993114888932409787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2009/10/burrrrr-its-cold.html' title='Burrrrr... It&apos;s cold'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</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/_bpAw0pVvMqU/Ss9XRsMt5GI/AAAAAAAAAHk/R_vxiiv7ljw/s72-c/Steven+up+to+5+months+175.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943912997907893722.post-9021973162004655275</id><published>2009-07-27T12:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T12:41:51.069-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons I Now Feel Like An Adult</title><content type='html'>1. I just called around to get home insurance quotes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have to pay my own medical bills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My purse has more than lip gloss and a dollar bill in it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My family does Sunday night dinners and I host once every four weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I bring my own dish to pass at ward activities and have to buy gifts for showers (wedding and baby).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. One very small individual depends on me for his entire food supply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. We are buying our house. Eeek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. My primary class believes everything I tell them. (Is it wrong to discuss Harry Potter in primary? I think yes, but we did anyway)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-9021973162004655275?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/9021973162004655275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=9021973162004655275' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/9021973162004655275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/9021973162004655275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2009/07/reasons-i-now-feel-like-adult.html' title='Reasons I Now Feel Like An Adult'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943912997907893722.post-2135618875767328844</id><published>2009-06-29T07:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T08:13:22.555-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Steven's First Six Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/SkitUG3aqjI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JNAbh5wXB4M/s1600-h/Mark%27s+Camera+764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/SkitUG3aqjI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JNAbh5wXB4M/s320/Mark%27s+Camera+764.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352718718081870386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Too bad we (as in I, Meghan) force Steven to play dress up for church. The tie has little puppies on it. Could it get any better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/SkitT5PUPbI/AAAAAAAAAGk/qSfUMfOer7Y/s1600-h/Mark%27s+Camera+745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/SkitT5PUPbI/AAAAAAAAAGk/qSfUMfOer7Y/s320/Mark%27s+Camera+745.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352718714424016306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was our favorite outfit. It's about the cutest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/SkitTSzPWwI/AAAAAAAAAGc/0MZPPACaZqA/s1600-h/Mark%27s+Camera+758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/SkitTSzPWwI/AAAAAAAAAGc/0MZPPACaZqA/s320/Mark%27s+Camera+758.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352718704105708290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steven loves bath time. He smiles and coos when Adam makes the rubber ducky dance in front of the mirror. Don't make fun of his moobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/Skisaw9ZjwI/AAAAAAAAAGU/uQHKUQGhQOk/s1600-h/Mark%27s+Camera+720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/Skisaw9ZjwI/AAAAAAAAAGU/uQHKUQGhQOk/s320/Mark%27s+Camera+720.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352717732948840194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steven as a happy baby burrito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life with Steven has been pretty darn great. He has mastered the art of eating and pooping which are pretty much his only jobs. He loves taking walks with his dad, cuddling with Aunt Katie, and smiling at funny jokes (we have to tell him when they are funny).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Adam had his 26th birthday and we had a little party at our house. We played games in the front yard and had cake. Fun was had by all. See the smiling faces?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/SkivN5VZ3AI/AAAAAAAAAG8/RWoINrXQbpY/s1600-h/Mark%27s+Camera+768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/SkivN5VZ3AI/AAAAAAAAAG8/RWoINrXQbpY/s320/Mark%27s+Camera+768.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352720810393590786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/SkivNtBAryI/AAAAAAAAAG0/xJIif4Yxt9E/s1600-h/Mark%27s+Camera+774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/SkivNtBAryI/AAAAAAAAAG0/xJIif4Yxt9E/s320/Mark%27s+Camera+774.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352720807086829346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It looks like I am nursing right in front of the camera, but I'm not. I swear it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-2135618875767328844?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/2135618875767328844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=2135618875767328844' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/2135618875767328844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/2135618875767328844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2009/06/stevens-first-six-weeks.html' title='Steven&apos;s First Six Weeks'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</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/_bpAw0pVvMqU/SkitUG3aqjI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JNAbh5wXB4M/s72-c/Mark%27s+Camera+764.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943912997907893722.post-7497577114899430906</id><published>2009-06-28T16:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T17:03:16.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is A Call[ing]</title><content type='html'>It's official: I'm the new second counselor in the reorganized Elder's Quorum in our ward.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye primary kids, their associated hijinks, and singing time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello home teaching, presidency meetings, and teaching adults.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess it was time for a new ecclesiastical chapter in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm going to miss those kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-7497577114899430906?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/7497577114899430906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=7497577114899430906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/7497577114899430906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/7497577114899430906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-is-calling.html' title='This Is A Call[ing]'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943912997907893722.post-3218516885411601327</id><published>2009-05-24T22:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T08:31:27.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For Unto Us A Child Is Born, A Son Is Given</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Steven Adam Stoddard was born on May 20th, 2009 at 7:35 PM.  He weighed a whoppin' 10 lbs 11 oz and measured 21 1/2 inches long!  Both Mother and child are healthy. The following is a visual record of our son's birth and our stay in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoKSFbjl7I/AAAAAAAAAGM/PCbEsiPdA70/s1600-h/IMG_3035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoKSFbjl7I/AAAAAAAAAGM/PCbEsiPdA70/s320/IMG_3035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339591614012823474" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Steven's first photo.  Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoKR_qLzUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/45EZiMuMCeA/s1600-h/IMG_3042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoKR_qLzUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/45EZiMuMCeA/s320/IMG_3042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339591612463566146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoKRj1jM1I/AAAAAAAAAF8/Y78YYuDormY/s1600-h/IMG_3051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoKRj1jM1I/AAAAAAAAAF8/Y78YYuDormY/s320/IMG_3051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339591604995044178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His hands give you a good handle on just how big he really was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoJG3uO8iI/AAAAAAAAAF0/iRqMjSNLXoI/s1600-h/IMG_3052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoJG3uO8iI/AAAAAAAAAF0/iRqMjSNLXoI/s320/IMG_3052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339590321842876962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dr. Dad--didn't you know I was a third year resident?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoJGnfEwAI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Q6gOPcclqBM/s1600-h/IMG_3056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoJGnfEwAI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Q6gOPcclqBM/s320/IMG_3056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339590317484326914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoJGZQQAQI/AAAAAAAAAFk/RgMB_galeGo/s1600-h/IMG_3060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoJGZQQAQI/AAAAAAAAAFk/RgMB_galeGo/s320/IMG_3060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339590313664053506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoJGMh-yII/AAAAAAAAAFc/toLeem7fwMw/s1600-h/IMG_3063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoJGMh-yII/AAAAAAAAAFc/toLeem7fwMw/s320/IMG_3063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339590310248761474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoJF5_RPpI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Sey3uUJjBIU/s1600-h/IMG_3066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoJF5_RPpI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Sey3uUJjBIU/s320/IMG_3066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339590305271332498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steven's fauxhawk makes its first appearance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoFxZnIrhI/AAAAAAAAAFM/jHRg1lWD-90/s1600-h/IMG_3070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoFxZnIrhI/AAAAAAAAAFM/jHRg1lWD-90/s320/IMG_3070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339586654447906322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoFxG_C3VI/AAAAAAAAAFE/aPW1XyUwe5g/s1600-h/IMG_3075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoFxG_C3VI/AAAAAAAAAFE/aPW1XyUwe5g/s320/IMG_3075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339586649447914834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoFw6yGw5I/AAAAAAAAAE8/sVolkol5iKk/s1600-h/IMG_3078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoFw6yGw5I/AAAAAAAAAE8/sVolkol5iKk/s320/IMG_3078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339586646172418962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoFwruY-6I/AAAAAAAAAE0/FgfKwq2e0jw/s1600-h/IMG_3081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoFwruY-6I/AAAAAAAAAE0/FgfKwq2e0jw/s320/IMG_3081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339586642130303906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steven's full head of hair is one of the things we love most about him.  It naturally forms a fauxhawk sans gel or parental intervention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoFwr4QUjI/AAAAAAAAAEs/q0CyFzRvCdo/s1600-h/IMG_3085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoFwr4QUjI/AAAAAAAAAEs/q0CyFzRvCdo/s320/IMG_3085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339586642171679282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Glo-worm Steven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoD6N7ShfI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ct17EEpSbYA/s1600-h/IMG_3093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoD6N7ShfI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ct17EEpSbYA/s320/IMG_3093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339584606906779122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoD512giEI/AAAAAAAAAEc/AMEbb0Idk7E/s1600-h/IMG_3101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoD512giEI/AAAAAAAAAEc/AMEbb0Idk7E/s320/IMG_3101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339584600444274754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This childhood emotion?  "Whatchu talkin' 'bout, Willis?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoD5hEl2uI/AAAAAAAAAEU/_I_OuUkemp0/s1600-h/IMG_3102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoD5hEl2uI/AAAAAAAAAEU/_I_OuUkemp0/s320/IMG_3102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339584594866199266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoD5ZMhRPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/tBq1H7pJKeo/s1600-h/IMG_3107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoD5ZMhRPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/tBq1H7pJKeo/s320/IMG_3107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339584592751969522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our sweet little boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoD5HykciI/AAAAAAAAAEE/M9zp97VCzxI/s1600-h/IMG_3111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoD5HykciI/AAAAAAAAAEE/M9zp97VCzxI/s320/IMG_3111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339584588079723042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Coming home from the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoDDUd21EI/AAAAAAAAAD8/GvsxJaJZC8s/s1600-h/IMG_3112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoDDUd21EI/AAAAAAAAAD8/GvsxJaJZC8s/s320/IMG_3112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339583663769572418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In his Snugglesaurus outfit chillin' in the swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoDDBbbY-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/PxHWMBcyr2w/s1600-h/IMG_3114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoDDBbbY-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/PxHWMBcyr2w/s320/IMG_3114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339583658659111906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-3218516885411601327?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/3218516885411601327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=3218516885411601327' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/3218516885411601327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/3218516885411601327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2009/05/for-unto-us-child-is-born-son-is-given.html' title='For Unto Us A Child Is Born, A Son Is Given'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</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/_bpAw0pVvMqU/ShoKSFbjl7I/AAAAAAAAAGM/PCbEsiPdA70/s72-c/IMG_3035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943912997907893722.post-5568384794716873516</id><published>2009-05-20T08:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T08:30:55.814-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Waiting Game</title><content type='html'>We checked into the hospital last night at 9 PM once the contractions were sufficiently close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's now 8:30 AM and Meghan is resting before labor enters its final stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standby...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-5568384794716873516?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/5568384794716873516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=5568384794716873516' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/5568384794716873516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/5568384794716873516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2009/05/waiting-game.html' title='The Waiting Game'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</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-7943912997907893722.post-5791305515999850293</id><published>2009-05-13T22:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T22:40:30.778-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nope</title><content type='html'>No baby yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll let you know when he's here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-5791305515999850293?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/5791305515999850293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=5791305515999850293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/5791305515999850293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/5791305515999850293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2009/05/nope.html' title='Nope'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</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-7943912997907893722.post-2176863514403167947</id><published>2008-12-30T20:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T21:01:09.292-05:00</updated><title type='text'>XX/XY (Pick One)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/SVrPuTvFnSI/AAAAAAAAADs/KVhw-sNI03k/s1600-h/BabyStoddard21Weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/SVrPuTvFnSI/AAAAAAAAADs/KVhw-sNI03k/s400/BabyStoddard21Weeks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285765507151404322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The results are in from the latest ultrasound--baby's got fetal cajones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to have a son!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just knew it was going to be a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My entire life when I've flashed forward to marriage and parenthood in my mind I've always seen my first child as a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I knew all along it was going to turn out that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-2176863514403167947?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/2176863514403167947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=2176863514403167947' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/2176863514403167947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/2176863514403167947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2008/12/xxxy-pick-one.html' title='XX/XY (Pick One)'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</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/_bpAw0pVvMqU/SVrPuTvFnSI/AAAAAAAAADs/KVhw-sNI03k/s72-c/BabyStoddard21Weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943912997907893722.post-3737662550353166204</id><published>2008-09-26T10:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T10:52:47.271-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Presenting Baby Megkran, aka "Peanut"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/SNz0U3_bXVI/AAAAAAAAADM/HXZ8JQsGM-Y/s1600-h/Peanut7Weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/SNz0U3_bXVI/AAAAAAAAADM/HXZ8JQsGM-Y/s400/Peanut7Weeks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250339905071701330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;La Familia Megkran hereby announces its first offspring: Baby Peanut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peanut is just under eight weeks old and is slated to be brought into this cold and clothed world on May 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peanut is a hefty 1.23 centimeters long and has a heartbeat of 156 bpm--very healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megkran were able to see and hear Peanut's strong heatbeat--amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE GOING TO HAVE A BABY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-3737662550353166204?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/3737662550353166204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=3737662550353166204' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/3737662550353166204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/3737662550353166204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2008/09/presenting-baby-megkran-aka-peanut.html' title='Presenting Baby Megkran, aka &quot;Peanut&quot;'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</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/_bpAw0pVvMqU/SNz0U3_bXVI/AAAAAAAAADM/HXZ8JQsGM-Y/s72-c/Peanut7Weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943912997907893722.post-489979474541164137</id><published>2008-08-21T20:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T21:05:32.885-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe I should post more often...</title><content type='html'>Meghan's List of Shows that Adam has Taught Her to Love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deadliest Catch&lt;br /&gt;Glenn Beck&lt;br /&gt;Fox and Friends in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Dirty Jobs&lt;br /&gt;Jon Stewart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long Everybody Loves Raymond and Reba, you have been replaced by men doing icky jobs and right-wing politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm better for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-489979474541164137?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/489979474541164137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=489979474541164137' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/489979474541164137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/489979474541164137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2008/08/maybe-i-should-post-more-often.html' title='Maybe I should post more often...'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943912997907893722.post-291310767776094649</id><published>2008-02-27T20:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T20:42:05.448-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids These Days...</title><content type='html'>Often I use large words like "redundant" and "superfluous" with small children and I only get bewildered looks in return.  Meghan has been right to call me out on such excesses of vocabulary, and I'm doing much better.  I've also been able to hone these child-speak skills in Primary.  Nevertheless, I let slip the phrase &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ex nihilo &lt;/span&gt;once in a blue moon and I feel like I need the following instruction label tattooed on my arm...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/R8digwDfggI/AAAAAAAAACI/W0TBOIc-j4A/s1600-h/babygames.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/R8digwDfggI/AAAAAAAAACI/W0TBOIc-j4A/s320/babygames.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172211011853189634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-291310767776094649?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/291310767776094649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=291310767776094649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/291310767776094649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/291310767776094649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2008/02/kids-these-days.html' title='Kids These Days...'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</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/_bpAw0pVvMqU/R8digwDfggI/AAAAAAAAACI/W0TBOIc-j4A/s72-c/babygames.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943912997907893722.post-5378463962165115635</id><published>2008-01-21T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T22:19:24.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Pockets!</title><content type='html'>Meghan and I love this standup rant of Jim Gaffigan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jFFTwnYXI20&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jFFTwnYXI20&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-5378463962165115635?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/5378463962165115635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=5378463962165115635' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/5378463962165115635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/5378463962165115635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2008/01/hot-pockets.html' title='Hot Pockets!'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</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-7943912997907893722.post-3811043778710474256</id><published>2007-12-16T16:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T20:48:29.745-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Housewarming</title><content type='html'>As Meghan mentioned, we are currently renting a home from her parents. Meghan has had a blast decorating all the rooms. We had our official housewarming party on Halloween, during which we blessed the house (ironic, no?). Enjoy the following photos from the newly-established Casa de Stoddard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/R2WeK_so0bI/AAAAAAAAABo/_3rVm2LrYJ8/s1600-h/New_House__Family_Room_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/R2WeK_so0bI/AAAAAAAAABo/_3rVm2LrYJ8/s400/New_House__Family_Room_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144692061075198386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/R2WeLPso0cI/AAAAAAAAABw/T3csgpNPrOo/s1600-h/New_House__Kitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/R2WeLPso0cI/AAAAAAAAABw/T3csgpNPrOo/s400/New_House__Kitchen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144692065370165698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is our kitchen with all the food for our party. I love it. I love the cream color we used on the walls and I love the island. Everyone should come and visit and we will bake bread in the kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/R2WeLfso0dI/AAAAAAAAAB4/XPBEkmtKQz4/s1600-h/New_House__Living_Room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/R2WeLfso0dI/AAAAAAAAAB4/XPBEkmtKQz4/s400/New_House__Living_Room.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144692069665133010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got our piano at an estate sale for an unbeatable price.  We love it.  We thank both of our sets of parents for giving it to us as a wedding present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/R2WeLvso0eI/AAAAAAAAACA/inHh5PRDmM4/s1600-h/New_House__Office.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/R2WeLvso0eI/AAAAAAAAACA/inHh5PRDmM4/s400/New_House__Office.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144692073960100322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/R2Wdnvso0XI/AAAAAAAAABI/6861yfaTLWQ/s1600-h/Halloween_2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/R2Wdnvso0XI/AAAAAAAAABI/6861yfaTLWQ/s400/Halloween_2007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144691455484809586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meghan was a Chinese ballerina (notice Mao?) and I was G.I. Joe/Michigan Militia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/R2Wdn_so0YI/AAAAAAAAABQ/UmTo6bNyl94/s1600-h/Halloween_Housewarming_Party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/R2Wdn_so0YI/AAAAAAAAABQ/UmTo6bNyl94/s400/Halloween_Housewarming_Party.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144691459779776898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a house warming party on Halloween to show off all our work and bless the house. My favorite was my Grandma Deibel coming. She was dropping jokes left and right, it was a jolly good time. We loved having family in our home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/R2Wdn_so0ZI/AAAAAAAAABY/zrZTJuh2cfU/s1600-h/New_House__Dining_Room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/R2Wdn_so0ZI/AAAAAAAAABY/zrZTJuh2cfU/s400/New_House__Dining_Room.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144691459779776914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The dining room was the first room I decorated. I love the green. At Christmas we are going to put a little ceramic village in the bay window. How cute! All my dreams are coming true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/R2WdoPso0aI/AAAAAAAAABg/5BumPupvP0E/s1600-h/New_House__Family_Room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bpAw0pVvMqU/R2WdoPso0aI/AAAAAAAAABg/5BumPupvP0E/s400/New_House__Family_Room.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144691464074744226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, that is about it. We love our house. One day we will decorate the upstairs. One day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-3811043778710474256?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/3811043778710474256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=3811043778710474256' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/3811043778710474256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/3811043778710474256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2007/12/halloween-housewarming.html' title='Halloween Housewarming'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</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/_bpAw0pVvMqU/R2WeK_so0bI/AAAAAAAAABo/_3rVm2LrYJ8/s72-c/New_House__Family_Room_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943912997907893722.post-2865366459539590950</id><published>2007-11-03T18:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T18:59:03.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And We're Off!</title><content type='html'>So we've decided to start a united blag, blog, you know-- whatever it is that people do these days. This is Meghan, in case you couldn't tell by my severe lack of knowledge of the blogging world. I'll have Adam come on and fix our blog to look right pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we now live in Saginaw, Michigan. We just moved into our very own house this week. My parents bought a fixer-upper and we get to live in it and fix it up with them. We like painting and making things look great. And we'll post some pictures. Yes. We will do that. Okay. Well, we love you all and miss all our friends so much. We would love to hear from you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meghan and Bukran, thus Megkran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943912997907893722-2865366459539590950?l=megkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/feeds/2865366459539590950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943912997907893722&amp;postID=2865366459539590950' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/2865366459539590950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943912997907893722/posts/default/2865366459539590950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megkran.blogspot.com/2007/11/and-were-off.html' title='And We&apos;re Off!'/><author><name>Megkran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985189806066448795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
