<?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-2030443192209009986</id><updated>2012-01-24T13:12:43.861-07:00</updated><category term='My Memories Suite'/><category term='st. patricks'/><category term='baby blessing'/><category term='movies'/><category term='homemade laundry detergent'/><category term='sisters'/><category term='bugs'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='boys'/><category term='heritage'/><category term='play group'/><category term='new house'/><category term='easter'/><category term='honeycomb'/><category term='wordmasters challenge'/><category term='soda'/><category term='milk allergy'/><category 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term='mormons'/><category term='potty training'/><category term='strangers'/><category term='tinea versicular'/><category term='identity theft'/><title type='text'>Some May Call It Destiny</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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>256</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-8845131424391112086</id><published>2012-01-22T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T20:04:45.118-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harlem wizards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordmasters challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raena'/><title type='text'>Harlem Wizards and WordMasters</title><summary type='text'>

Raena and DP
Last Saturday Raena got to go on a Daddy-daughter date to see the Harlem Wizards.  They came to her school and played against the teachers as a fundraiser.  Raena was super excited to go and talked about it for several days afterwards.  She was able to have all the players sign the ball she is holding and is now excited about playing basketball.  RJ had good time as well and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/8845131424391112086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=8845131424391112086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/8845131424391112086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/8845131424391112086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2012/01/harlem-wizards-and-wordmasters.html' title='Harlem Wizards and WordMasters'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/-mTfa1UmLq8A/TxXpk3H8MwI/AAAAAAAABUY/QqTdL1PeTxE/s72-c/harlem+wizards.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-363490236608929040</id><published>2012-01-17T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T14:19:13.471-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellawyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas 2011</title><summary type='text'>I suppose since it's already mid-January, I should probably get the Christmas post up.  This Christmas we did a lot of traveling; it wasn't so much that we went terribly far, just that we did it in so short a time.  It was almost like living in the van.
We started our trip by going up to Mesa to spend Christmas with RJ's family.  They were celebrating early, since his brother's family from Utah </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/363490236608929040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=363490236608929040' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/363490236608929040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/363490236608929040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-2011.html' title='Christmas 2011'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/-Ukgnfa9NtJA/TxXceUZvazI/AAAAAAAABTQ/YmGMiX6fm5A/s72-c/the+three+of+us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-6718163042364511944</id><published>2012-01-05T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T12:04:48.080-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellawyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><title type='text'>Prayer for Vitamin's</title><summary type='text'>I loved Ellawyn's prayer at lunch today:

"Dear Heavenly Father,
Please bless this food that we will get vitamins and that we will get vitamins even if we don't eat the peel.  Also, that Haydn will get vitamins, even though he is eating during prayer because he is a baby and doesn't know better, but I am four and can wait until the end of prayer. In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen."


I also love </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/6718163042364511944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=6718163042364511944' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/6718163042364511944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/6718163042364511944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2012/01/prayer-for-vitamins.html' title='Prayer for Vitamin&apos;s'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-3136127468175521</id><published>2012-01-04T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T14:29:13.597-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellawyn'/><title type='text'>End of Year Birthdays</title><summary type='text'>I suppose before it gets to far into the new year, I should recap the birthday's that happened at the end of last year, because we had TWO girls with birthdays.
Allie turned seven the end of November and was quite excited, but then again, what kid isn't excited for their birthday.  She is still taking piano lessons, although, for a while, I wasn't sure if I could persevere, as it was quite a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/3136127468175521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=3136127468175521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/3136127468175521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/3136127468175521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2012/01/end-of-year-birthdays.html' title='End of Year Birthdays'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/-ZnmWh2wpkFE/TwS23tAwukI/AAAAAAAABSI/wQ8vH1v_ZTc/s72-c/allie%2527s+bday+box.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-2041950227012216179</id><published>2011-12-12T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T09:30:02.788-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Our Naked Christmas Tree</title><summary type='text'>

Our poor, sad Christmas tree.
In Christmas's past, when we have had a toddling child, we were able to circumvent the destruction of ornaments by either not decorating the lower bows of the tree or by placing our plush ornaments on the bottom.  This year, however, we are having to forgo all ornaments.  

Just after Thanksgiving, I unearthed all our Christmas decorations, fully prepared to "deck </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/2041950227012216179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=2041950227012216179' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2041950227012216179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2041950227012216179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/12/our-naked-christmas-tree.html' title='Our Naked Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/-r_bgfdxkQUM/TuYriLwEaLI/AAAAAAAABR8/F2DXH2sS3m0/s72-c/DSC06490.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-1291943774658062318</id><published>2011-12-05T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T12:19:55.593-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><title type='text'>Dance</title><summary type='text'>The door closes as Raena and Allie head for the bus.  The hustle and bustle of my morning ebbing off some.  I settle the younger two with cartoons as my mind fills with the myriad things to be done.  In the mist of loading the dishwasher, my little boy comes racing in. Excitedly placing his small hand in mine, he pulls me towards the living room, where the theme song to Go! Diego, Go! has just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/1291943774658062318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=1291943774658062318' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/1291943774658062318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/1291943774658062318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/12/dance.html' title='Dance'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-4802368220768929416</id><published>2011-12-03T08:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T08:03:01.001-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellawyn'/><title type='text'>My Little Linguist</title><summary type='text'>I love how little kids think they can speak other languages just by making up words.  Ellawyn is no exception.  She currently speaks four languages other than English: Spanish, cat and dog language and hula (which is not to be confused with Hawaiian).

While we were at the park over Thanksgiving, she told me she spoke cat and dog language because, "that's how I let them know I am friendly." </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/4802368220768929416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=4802368220768929416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/4802368220768929416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/4802368220768929416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-little-linguist.html' title='My Little Linguist'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-1490843112002477104</id><published>2011-12-02T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T09:03:00.380-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellawyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Snowman's Scarf</title><summary type='text'>I came downstairs the other day to find Ellawyn on the couch with a green fleece scarf around her neck.  Curious, I asked her where she got it.  She looks at me and says, "Well, Mom.  It isn't really cold in here, so the snowman didn't need it.  So, I took it off him so he wouldn't get too hot."  Sure enough, I rounded to corner to find one snowman sans scarf.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/1490843112002477104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=1490843112002477104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/1490843112002477104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/1490843112002477104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/12/snowmans-scarf.html' title='Snowman&apos;s Scarf'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-8306766552200497269</id><published>2011-11-28T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T10:57:44.581-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raimee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellawyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><summary type='text'>Thanksgiving this year consisted of a lot of driving and not really a lot of time with family.  We left late Wednesday evening for my sisters-in-law's house.  Haydn sleeps horribly anywhere but his own bed, so our plan was to travel at bedtime so kids would sleep and we could just carry them in and put them to bed.  It didn't go quite as smoothly as we hoped.  Haydn woke up about 20 minutes from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/8306766552200497269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=8306766552200497269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/8306766552200497269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/8306766552200497269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/-8CvmH2q2xIE/TtPKg77DSZI/AAAAAAAABRc/JO38iqi1gWk/s72-c/haydn+and+gma+patti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-2929638276394090734</id><published>2011-11-21T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T14:42:20.640-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iniquity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wildcats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world today'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='u of a'/><title type='text'>Go Wildcats!</title><summary type='text'>This past weekend my husband and I joined several of his siblings, their wife and/or date, and a couple friends to attend the U of A vs. ASU game in Tempe.  Half of us were cheering for the right team and the other half chose ASU.  

I must say, it has been awhile since I have attended a college event and came to the realization that I am old.  All around us were half naked, drunk college kids.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/2929638276394090734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=2929638276394090734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2929638276394090734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2929638276394090734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/11/go-wildcats.html' title='Go Wildcats!'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-1508946483445014489</id><published>2011-11-18T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T14:11:47.712-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mischief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellawyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><title type='text'>Bath Hijack</title><summary type='text'>Haydn couldn't wait to take his own bath, so he decided to jump in with Ellawyn, clothes and all.  Thankfully, he took his shoes off first. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/1508946483445014489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=1508946483445014489' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/1508946483445014489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/1508946483445014489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/11/bath-hijack.html' title='Bath Hijack'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/-ontK0Q7Gkcw/TsbJWV7eqhI/AAAAAAAABRU/AukDWTJNqOE/s72-c/DSC06445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-5496365592890045401</id><published>2011-11-01T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T12:34:04.380-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='riley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellawyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><summary type='text'>This year girls looked forward to Halloween with an excitement bordering that of Christmas.  Especially Ellawyn, who couldn't quite fathom why, if it was Halloween all day, we didn't celebrate it all day.  She was under the impression that she would wake up, put on her costume and spend the entire day trick-or-treating.  When I told her we just went out at night, she thought it meant that instead</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/5496365592890045401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=5496365592890045401' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/5496365592890045401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/5496365592890045401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/-zakxThcDuCA/TrAcOQb1gTI/AAAAAAAABQU/s7je7vMfJG0/s72-c/girls1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-861731560609040804</id><published>2011-10-31T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T09:34:28.944-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raimee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='priesthood ordinances'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='latter-day saints'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mormons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='temple'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missionary work'/><title type='text'>Going to the Temple</title><summary type='text'>This weekend was marvelous.  My beautiful sister-in-law, Raimee, went through the Temple for the first time in preparation for her upcoming mission to Guatemala in January.  It was so fun to listen to her count down the hours before she went through and just to see her excitement so visibly bubbling out of her.  She is going to make such a wonderful missionary.  As much as I'm going to miss her, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/861731560609040804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=861731560609040804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/861731560609040804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/861731560609040804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/10/going-to-temple.html' title='Going to the Temple'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-2393109508069392300</id><published>2011-10-27T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T15:00:36.303-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellawyn'/><title type='text'>Joy School Halloween Party</title><summary type='text'>Today we had our Joy School Halloween party.  The party was at my house and I had so much fun making Halloween treats with the girls.  We made spider cookies and bones for treats, as well as witches brew to drink.  The girls did a great job of singing their songs.


Making silly faces.






The girls singing "I'm A Mean Old Witch"
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/2393109508069392300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=2393109508069392300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2393109508069392300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2393109508069392300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/10/joy-school-halloween-party.html' title='Joy School Halloween Party'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/-6Oj95U1kY-k/TqnTKT5CAbI/AAAAAAAABOY/wSPjrvfPSwk/s72-c/silly+faces.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-1938522105725462948</id><published>2011-10-26T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T13:31:26.940-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/1938522105725462948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-9209456718076281727</id><published>2011-10-17T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T15:59:53.278-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='riley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pumpkin patch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellawyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><title type='text'>Agua Linda Farms</title><summary type='text'>At the end of Fall break we took kids to the Agua Linda Farms pumpkin patch.  My brother-in-law, Riley, and his girlfriend, Briana, also accompanied us.  I read the time they opened wrong and we ended up getting there an hour early.  Luckily, they still let us in and told us we could do the mazes while we waited.  They had quite a bit of things to do, and we probably spent about two hours there.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/9209456718076281727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=9209456718076281727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/9209456718076281727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/9209456718076281727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/10/agua-linda-farms.html' title='Agua Linda Farms'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/-aOJyUl-unAw/Tpyl87c-3XI/AAAAAAAABMo/4-EoFsBH7Qc/s72-c/DSC06315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-232415617329531528</id><published>2011-10-15T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T14:09:08.773-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellawyn'/><title type='text'>Photo Fun</title><summary type='text'>







</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/232415617329531528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=232415617329531528' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/232415617329531528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/232415617329531528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/10/photo-fun.html' title='Photo Fun'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/-g0uUqKS_hq0/Tpix3LH5b8I/AAAAAAAABLg/BmQROSZyNlU/s72-c/Allie+black+and+white.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-1332681419732474631</id><published>2011-10-05T10:25:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T10:25:30.167-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toddler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><title type='text'>Haydn</title><summary type='text'>Haydn is everything a little boy should be--he's rambunctious, fearless, daring, mischievous, always sticky, and can easily melt your heart.  Some days, I can hardly keep up, but amid all the destruction, I love it.  

He loves to wash his hands, and wash and wash.  I think really he just likes to play in the soap and water. Several times I've found him straddling the island in my kitchen. He </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/1332681419732474631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=1332681419732474631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/1332681419732474631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/1332681419732474631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/10/haydn.html' title='Haydn'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/-rLC_My5-yDs/ToyHO-uwp0I/AAAAAAAABLE/RC8f13nK_C4/s72-c/DSC06104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-7665589885139805601</id><published>2011-09-01T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T13:19:05.440-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='riley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellawyn'/><title type='text'>Call Me Mom</title><summary type='text'>My brother-in-law, Riley, is staying with us while he completes his first semester of college.  My girls have been super excited about having him here.  When we told girls he was coming to stay, Ellawyn said, "He'll be like our big brother!"  Or your uncle.  

Yesterday, after hearing Riley address me as Destiny, Allie says, "Why does Riley call you Destiny.  That's so rude."  "That's my name." I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/7665589885139805601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=7665589885139805601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/7665589885139805601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/7665589885139805601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/09/call-me-mom.html' title='Call Me Mom'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-8475239301192323466</id><published>2011-08-25T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T13:30:34.693-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellawyn'/><title type='text'>The Purpose of the Tail Bone</title><summary type='text'>As I opened the door getting into the van a cricket fell out scaring me.  Ellawyn asked what happened and I told her there was a cricket.  She was sad she didn't get to see it and started asking me to describe it.  She asked if it flew and I told her that it hopped.  She says, "Oh, like a grasshopper?"  "Yep," I say.  So then she asks if crickets and grasshoppers are the same.  I told her they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/8475239301192323466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=8475239301192323466' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/8475239301192323466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/8475239301192323466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/08/purpose-of-tail-bone.html' title='The Purpose of the Tail Bone'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-4997740666772259130</id><published>2011-08-10T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T08:36:32.859-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellawyn'/><title type='text'>We're Getting A Cow!</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday Ellawyn came out after dinner to help RJ and I pull weeds in the back yard.  As we're pulling, she tells me, "Don't pull the grass because cows eat grass." "Ellawyn," I say, "We don't have a cow."  "Yet." She replies.  "Oh," I say, "Are we getting a cow?"  "I think we are." She tells me.  

Who knew all you needed was some grass to get a cow?  RJ is going to be thrilled.  He's always </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/4997740666772259130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=4997740666772259130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/4997740666772259130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/4997740666772259130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/08/were-getting-cow.html' title='We&apos;re Getting A Cow!'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/-uk1ykWmwcMQ/TkKkTq2dJkI/AAAAAAAABLA/jOmflcbW6bE/s72-c/DSC05958.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-3726116492082257439</id><published>2011-08-04T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T14:41:16.559-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>The Unsurprise Birthday</title><summary type='text'>This week is my husbands birthday.  On Sunday, my oldest two girls decided it would be fun to throw him a surprise party and so, with their dad present in the room they took to planning, consorting in the corner thinking he couldn't hear them.  They listed many fabulous party ideas and when it came to the present this conversation was overheard:
Raena: We could get him a cow pillow pet.
Allie: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/3726116492082257439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=3726116492082257439' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/3726116492082257439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/3726116492082257439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/08/unsurprise-birthday.html' title='The Unsurprise Birthday'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-8109830207224129632</id><published>2011-07-27T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T08:52:24.696-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellawyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><summary type='text'>

I tried to get a picture of all four, but Haydn did NOT want his picture taken.  In fact, every time I tried to get him alone he either ran away or threw a rock at the camera.



My lovely girls.




</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/8109830207224129632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=8109830207224129632' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/8109830207224129632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/8109830207224129632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/07/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/-h3uOS2hmL7A/TjAyZO-xY0I/AAAAAAAABKg/PPxd8buyNPw/s72-c/almost+family+picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-7226854024672985598</id><published>2011-07-25T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T14:46:04.445-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><title type='text'>My Little Helper</title><summary type='text'>At 14 1/2 months, Haydn is keeping me moving more than ever.  It's crazy to me how differently he perceives things as opposed to my girls.  With girls, if I took a chair away so they wouldn't use it to climb on the table, they quit trying to climb on the table.  With Haydn, he just looks for another method.  I'm a bit scared for the next couple of years and now understand why our boy came last.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/7226854024672985598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=7226854024672985598' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/7226854024672985598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/7226854024672985598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-little-helper.html' title='My Little Helper'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/-ivb6tLSJzNA/Ti3gqH2vwTI/AAAAAAAABKU/rjRfGwzbvWw/s72-c/DSC05893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-5497191306474151609</id><published>2011-07-25T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T13:53:04.916-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tinea versicular'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allie'/><title type='text'>Tinea Versicolor</title><summary type='text'> I finally got around to taking Allie to the doctor for the white spots on her arms.  Turns out it is tinea versicolor.  Which is basically a non-contagious yeast infection that causes white circular patches on the skin.  To treat it, we have to cover the affected areas with Selsun Blue.  Unfortunately, I am not very good at remembering this, or I do remember but not when we have the 30 minutes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/5497191306474151609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=5497191306474151609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/5497191306474151609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/5497191306474151609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/07/tinea-versicolor.html' title='Tinea Versicolor'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/-vAStBklugWI/Ti3U2y099KI/AAAAAAAABKM/2jLztel64-4/s72-c/DSC05917.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-4336734353480814572</id><published>2011-07-16T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T19:58:41.761-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coupons'/><title type='text'>A Little Disappointing</title><summary type='text'>We went school shopping for girls today.  One of the upsides to uniforms is that it's easy to reuse the same clothes from previous years so long as they are in good condition, so we didn't need any shirts, just bottoms.  Our first stop was Savers, not so much because I was looking for uniforms (which I did manage to find just about everything I needed) but because I needed shorts for Raena (which</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/4336734353480814572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=4336734353480814572' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/4336734353480814572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/4336734353480814572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/07/little-disappointing.html' title='A Little Disappointing'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-8119842088468951865</id><published>2011-07-13T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T19:38:00.936-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><title type='text'>Pee and Crickets</title><summary type='text'>(I was reminded by my husband that I have yet to blog these, so now I'm doing it. Because I definitely don't want to forget.)

Last month I threw all three girls into the bath together.  Haydn absolutely loves baths and when he saw the water he started to dive in.  I thought, sure, why not, so I undressed him and put him in.  Immediately he wanted out.  So out we go and I take him to get a new </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/8119842088468951865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=8119842088468951865' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/8119842088468951865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/8119842088468951865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/07/pee-and-crickets.html' title='Pee and Crickets'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-6311295386087315522</id><published>2011-07-11T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T16:33:39.600-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='priesthood ordinances'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Weekend Update</title><summary type='text'>We had a lovely time this past weekend visiting with family,with the unfortunate drawback of a sick child.  Which meant we didn't get to go to the temple as planned because I didn't think it was fair to leave Haydn while he wasn't feeling good.  

Ryan and Jennie came down from Utah with their two girls and ours were excited to have cousins to play with.  I enjoyed getting to visit with Jennie; I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/6311295386087315522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=6311295386087315522' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/6311295386087315522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/6311295386087315522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/07/weekend-update.html' title='Weekend Update'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-1289922297275980647</id><published>2011-07-05T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T11:29:35.424-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellawyn'/><title type='text'>Bikini's, Banana's, and Cheetah's, Oh My!</title><summary type='text'>Ellawyn has been a barrel of laughs lately.  She's reaching my favorite age (4) when just about everything children say makes you double over in laughter.  Let me share a few of my favorite conversations as of late:

While out shopping:
Ellawyn:  Dad, did you know that bikini is the Spanish word for bathing suit?
RJ: No, bikini is just a type of bathing suit.
Ellawyn: Can I wear one?
RJ: No, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/1289922297275980647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=1289922297275980647' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/1289922297275980647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/1289922297275980647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/07/bikinis-bananas-and-cheetahs-oh-my.html' title='Bikini&apos;s, Banana&apos;s, and Cheetah&apos;s, Oh My!'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-2519508456185617937</id><published>2011-06-22T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T20:05:36.922-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellawyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><title type='text'>Hamster Wheel</title><summary type='text'>Many days, I feel like a hamster in a wheel.  Running and running, yet still getting nowhere.  I am constantly sweeping, mopping, picking up toys, vacuuming, doing dishes and washing and folding laundry.  It wouldn't be so bad, I think, if I felt like I ever accomplished anything.  But for the most part, I spend my entire day cleaning and don't get to cross anything off.  If I sweep and mop in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/2519508456185617937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=2519508456185617937' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2519508456185617937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2519508456185617937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/06/hamster-wheel.html' title='Hamster Wheel'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-2583747079562633006</id><published>2011-06-16T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T17:49:46.242-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plastic jungle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living social'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frugal living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='couponchief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bountiful baskets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='groupon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coupons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swagbucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='groceries'/><title type='text'>Tips to Saving Money</title><summary type='text'>When it comes to spending, I consider myself pretty frugal.  And in this economy I notice people are always looking for ways to save a dollar, while still maintaining the lifestyle they want.  I do find it humorous when I read many "How to Save" lists, primarily because they are geared toward individuals or families who were not already living on a frugal budget.  I thought I would share some of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/2583747079562633006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=2583747079562633006' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2583747079562633006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2583747079562633006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/06/tips-to-saving-money.html' title='Tips to Saving Money'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-7713733752842909819</id><published>2011-06-16T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T09:23:54.692-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tooth fairy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>A Visit From the Tooth Fairy</title><summary type='text'> Allie finally lost her first (and second) tooth.  For the last year we have constantly heard about how her bottom teeth were loose and about to come out.  For the record, it was loose for a couple of months, but definitely not  a year.  She lost the first tooth a week or so before the second, and I don't think I could have handled it if it took longer to come out.  Those entire two weeks all I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/7713733752842909819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=7713733752842909819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/7713733752842909819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/7713733752842909819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/06/visit-from-tooth-fairy.html' title='A Visit From the Tooth Fairy'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/-MgmnrRqIRqE/Tfor18KbQQI/AAAAAAAABJ4/kxhm_Ggj3x4/s72-c/DSC05865.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-9168627261918513131</id><published>2011-06-15T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T09:30:06.078-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frugal living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='couponchief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coupons'/><title type='text'>New Couponing Site to Check Out</title><summary type='text'>If you know me, you know that I love couponing.  Not extreme couponing, mind you—I’m not crazy.  But I do get a bit of a rush from saving money using coupons.  In fact, I hate paying full price for items, especially since I know I can get most things at a discount.  It absolutely kills me when I shop online and don’t have a promo code, because I know the simple fact that there is a place for one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-6651942353922685930</id><published>2011-06-14T06:08:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T06:08:00.600-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='digital scrapbooking software'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Memories Suite'/><title type='text'>Winner! and a Discount Code</title><summary type='text'>Thanks to all who entered my giveaway.  I used random.org to pick a winner.  And the winner is:

Anderson Family for liking My Memories on FB.  Congrats!  Send me an email at theprudentwoman (at) gmail dot com and I will send you your promo code. For those of you who didn't win, but would still like this awesome software, here is a code you can use for $10 off your purchase of the My Memories </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/6651942353922685930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=6651942353922685930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/6651942353922685930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/6651942353922685930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/06/winner-and-discount-code.html' title='Winner! and a Discount Code'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-4099753164037240973</id><published>2011-06-08T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T15:00:00.288-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='digital scrapbooking software'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scrapbooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Memories Suite'/><title type='text'>My Memories Digital Scrapbooking Software Giveaway!</title><summary type='text'>I've been an avid scrapbooker since I was introduced to it while pregnant with my third child.  I enjoy the creative outlet it gives me and the sense of accomplishment I get when looking back on the pages I've done.  It allows me to tell the story behind the picture, making that moment even more meaningful.  

What I don't like, however, is the cost.  Scrapbooking can be an expensive hobby.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/4099753164037240973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=4099753164037240973' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/4099753164037240973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/4099753164037240973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-memories-digital-scrapbooking.html' title='My Memories Digital Scrapbooking Software Giveaway!'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-2876934342859574919</id><published>2011-06-01T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T11:11:22.379-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mothers day'/><title type='text'>Mother's Day Re-do</title><summary type='text'>My girls declared today "Mom's Day."  It began last night by them telling me to sleep in because they were going to clean the house and fix me breakfast before I woke up.  I was pretty excited about the sleeping in part.
A little before 6:30am I was awoken by them pounding on my door asking what I wanted for breakfast.  So much for sleeping in.  Three or four more times they came knocking with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/2876934342859574919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=2876934342859574919' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2876934342859574919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2876934342859574919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/06/mothers-day-re-do.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day Re-do'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-8751704049656791811</id><published>2011-05-26T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T09:49:21.335-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellawyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walmart'/><title type='text'>Only At Walmart</title><summary type='text'>Thought I'd share a couple of my Walmart trips with you.

Trip One.
A couple weeks ago before school let out RJ and I were in the garden section with our two youngest.  There was an older lady there who kept looking our way and smiling at Haydn and Ellawyn.  Finally she came over to us and said, "It's so nice to see some of the lighter children with pretty blue eyes and blonde hair.  There's so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/8751704049656791811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=8751704049656791811' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/8751704049656791811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/8751704049656791811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/05/only-at-walmart.html' title='Only At Walmart'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-6574011646648054887</id><published>2011-05-25T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T10:40:34.525-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellawyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><title type='text'>The Missing Part--An Anatomy Lesson</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday as I was changing Haydn's diaper, Ellawyn tells me, "Mom, Haydn is missing part of his bottom."  A little confused, I told her that he wasn't. 

"Yes, he is," she insisted and proceeded to take off the diaper I had just coerced on to show me.  "Right here," she said pointing to his penis.  He's missing that part.

Trying to keep from laughing I said, "No, Ellawyn.  Boys are different </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/6574011646648054887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=6574011646648054887' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/6574011646648054887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/6574011646648054887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/05/missing-part-anatomy-lesson.html' title='The Missing Part--An Anatomy Lesson'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-5739085124807282713</id><published>2011-05-25T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T10:21:51.196-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='date night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><title type='text'>Some Randomness</title><summary type='text'>So I realize I have a bit of catching up to do before this month is over.  I've been having some issues getting my pictures to download onto the computer, so I may have to wait still on those ones.

First off, RJ and I got to spend a wonderful weekend sans children at the end of April.  My wonderful sisters-in-law took all four of our children overnight, so RJ and I could have a much needed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/5739085124807282713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=5739085124807282713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/5739085124807282713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/5739085124807282713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/05/some-randomness.html' title='Some Randomness'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-2766512205006764125</id><published>2011-05-10T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T10:34:15.905-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Tortugas Locas--Raena's First Job</title><summary type='text'>This past month, Raena got her first job.  Near the end of every school year her teacher has the students put on a Mexican restaurant.  They named their restaurant "Tortugas Locas" or Crazy Turtle.  Each student is required to fill out an application and interview for the positions they desire--Raena was a waitress and a server. They then create and design a menu.  Each child was responsible for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/2766512205006764125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=2766512205006764125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2766512205006764125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2766512205006764125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/05/tortugas-locas-raenas-first-job.html' title='Tortugas Locas--Raena&apos;s First Job'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/-a67YruqPbxQ/TclzizbWIfI/AAAAAAAABJw/tc8dpHnMrCc/s72-c/me+and+raena.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-5457416506195440386</id><published>2011-04-26T17:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T17:47:34.355-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Not My John Hancock</title><summary type='text'>My oldest two have taken to signing my name on notes to school.  Obviously, it looks nothing like my signature, but still they try.  

A couple weeks ago, both girls received their progress reports for the quarter.  (Which were both stellar, btw.)  I was to sign the envelopes and return it as proof it was delivered.  Well, as often happens in a chaotic household, I lost the envelopes and ended up</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/5457416506195440386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=5457416506195440386' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/5457416506195440386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/5457416506195440386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/04/not-my-john-hancock.html' title='Not My John Hancock'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-7094570755943768089</id><published>2011-04-21T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T14:15:14.092-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellawyn'/><title type='text'>The Price of Love</title><summary type='text'>Ellawyn came into the nursery as I was trying to put Haydn down to nap.  To get her to leave quickly and quietly, I told her to go get two M &amp; M's.  After my unsuccessful attempt at getting Haydn to sleep, I came back downstairs, where Ellawyn tells me, "Mom, I got four M&amp;M's because I love you this much" and raises four fingers.  

It's good to know how much I'm loved.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/7094570755943768089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=7094570755943768089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/7094570755943768089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/7094570755943768089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/04/price-of-love.html' title='The Price of Love'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-7471996746494413217</id><published>2011-04-20T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T09:25:14.600-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toddler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>My Little Boy is ONE!</title><summary type='text'>The year has flown by fast.  It's crazy looking back at photo's of Haydn and seeing how incredibly tiny he was compared to now.  He's just grown so much.  He is a constant joy in our lives.  I never thought I would love having a boy as much as I do, but it is completely awesome.  

He continues to keep me on my toes, especially now that he's walking.  He has a mischievous side that I currently </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/7471996746494413217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=7471996746494413217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/7471996746494413217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/7471996746494413217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-little-boy-is-one.html' title='My Little Boy is ONE!'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/-4g5lSgI4bXw/Ta8HhGJ0KQI/AAAAAAAABJM/cUuKi17II9Q/s72-c/haydn+hospital.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-6769691877819806885</id><published>2011-04-16T18:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T18:31:36.532-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diapers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coupons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swagbucks'/><title type='text'>How to Get FREE Diapers from Amazon ALL the time</title><summary type='text'>If you have a child in diapers, you know what a huge drain that can be on your budget, not to mention if you have more than one in diapers, which often happens if your children are spaced closely together.  

On rare occasions I can find diapers for cheap using coupons, but rarely free.  But I persisted and now I have found it.

Would you like in on the secret, so you too can partake of this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/6769691877819806885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=6769691877819806885' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/6769691877819806885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/6769691877819806885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/04/how-to-get-free-diapers-from-amazon-all.html' title='How to Get FREE Diapers from Amazon ALL the time'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-2247926340587932785</id><published>2011-04-14T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T15:59:01.158-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>9 Years!</title><summary type='text'>R.J. and I celebrated our nine year anniversary this week.  It's been a wonderful nine years and I am excited to spend the rest of eternity with him.  I love him more and more with every passing moment.

We didn't do anything on our actual anniversary to celebrate, although RJ did get me a mani/pedi that I still have to schedule and am very excited about.  What we are most excited for, however, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/2247926340587932785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=2247926340587932785' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2247926340587932785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2247926340587932785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/04/9-years.html' title='9 Years!'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/-sOs-LQJVX4c/Tad7jcaNzYI/AAAAAAAABJA/5K7hFmBBOzk/s72-c/rj+and+destiny+green+dress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-411973403505134496</id><published>2011-04-01T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T21:15:31.900-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baptism'/><title type='text'>Raena--Photo Shoot</title><summary type='text'>We got Raena's photo's back from her shoot last week and I am pleased with how they turned out.  I really wanted some nice pictures of her in her baptism dress.


This is my absolute favorite.  She looks so beautiful.
 



"For my soul delighteth in the scriptures, and my heart pondereth them. . ." 2 Nephi 4:15




</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/411973403505134496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=411973403505134496' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/411973403505134496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/411973403505134496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/04/raena-photo-shoot.html' title='Raena--Photo Shoot'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/-whm9ydUS230/TZafrhkIy2I/AAAAAAAABIc/0FOm7e2sFvI/s72-c/Raena+baptism+over+shoulder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-7389037750824400389</id><published>2011-03-25T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T20:58:03.573-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milk allergy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Haydn--Eleven Months</title><summary type='text'>Haydn has really kept me on my toes this month, which I fear is a precursor for times to come, lucky for him, he is absolutely adorable.  

He still really likes to eat, and lately has been wanting to feed himself.  Despite the fact that he almost immediately dumps it out and mainly uses his fingers, he likes to have his food in a bowl and he needs a spoon or fork to eat it with.  We laugh </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/7389037750824400389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=7389037750824400389' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/7389037750824400389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/7389037750824400389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/03/haydn-eleven-months.html' title='Haydn--Eleven Months'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ZtcoUBkqiXY/TY1DwYQ-nnI/AAAAAAAABH4/4YLCHVbFHkY/s72-c/DSC05543.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-8755468212307581841</id><published>2011-03-24T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T19:58:48.983-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellawyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coupons'/><title type='text'>Same As Cash</title><summary type='text'>My children have begun to mimic my coupon habits and now walk around collecting coupons at the store so they can "buy" things.  Unfortunately, they don't quite understand how it all works precisely.  Today,  Ellawyn wanted to buy something.  When I asked if she had any money, she said, "No, but I'm going to pay with this (holding up a coupon)."  I pointed out that the coupon was for crackers and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/8755468212307581841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=8755468212307581841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/8755468212307581841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/8755468212307581841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/03/same-as-cash.html' title='Same As Cash'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-2101270895656072928</id><published>2011-03-10T10:20:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T10:20:00.678-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allie'/><title type='text'>The "B" Word</title><summary type='text'>Our girls are rarely exposed to cursing, and as a result are quite naive when it comes to what constitutes as "bad" words.  For instance, the "h" word in our house is "hate".

On the wall in our office we have a large white board.  despite my protests our girls LOVE to write on it.  After girls had gone to bed RJ and I were sitting down to watch some anime when we noticed someone had written the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/2101270895656072928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=2101270895656072928' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2101270895656072928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2101270895656072928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/03/b-word.html' title='The &quot;B&quot; Word'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-241181969916152363</id><published>2011-03-08T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T15:02:19.626-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>It's All About The Shoes</title><summary type='text'>"Hi, I'm calling to see if my daughter wore shoes to school," I state, as if this was not anything out of the ordinary.  By the school admins response, though, I can tell that this is not the line of questioning she is used to receiving.  She repeats my question emphasizing the word shoes. "Yes," I assure her. Feeling like I then need to give a reason for making such a ridiculous request I say, "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/241181969916152363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=241181969916152363' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/241181969916152363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/241181969916152363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-all-about-shoes.html' title='It&apos;s All About The Shoes'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-2302223604233099682</id><published>2011-03-06T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T20:36:48.876-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holy ghost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gospel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mormon beliefs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mormons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baptism'/><title type='text'>Raena's Baptism</title><summary type='text'>﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ 

"We believe that the first principles and ordinances of the Gospel are: first, faith in the Lord Jesus Christ; second, Repentance; third, Baptism by immersion for the remission of sins; fourth, Laying on of hands for the gift of the Holy Ghost."  (Fourth Article of Faith) 
﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ Saturday we had the privilege of baptizing our oldest daughter.  It was a beautiful day.  We had family in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/2302223604233099682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=2302223604233099682' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2302223604233099682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2302223604233099682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/03/raenas-baptism.html' title='Raena&apos;s Baptism'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-7wvbYXmXW0M/TXRHpukSGLI/AAAAAAAABHw/4o4pjvn3h-4/s72-c/DSC05532.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-686248620384330129</id><published>2011-02-27T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T14:59:08.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Ten Months and A Weight Check</title><summary type='text'> We went in for Haydn's follow up appointment on his weight earlier in the week.  He had lost weight at his nine month which resulted in him dropping from the 86th percentile to the 19th.  While this seems to be standard for our children, doctors become concerned.  Happily, he gained weight.  He now weighs 19 lbs. 11 oz. which puts him in the 20th percentile.  Still not as high, but as long as he</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/686248620384330129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=686248620384330129' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/686248620384330129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/686248620384330129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/02/ten-months-and-weight-check.html' title='Ten Months and A Weight Check'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-nsPsin20m4g/TWrCjq0nBbI/AAAAAAAABHc/kL8q0-zi8hM/s72-c/haydn+and+mom+crpd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-558336006767776327</id><published>2011-02-22T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T10:37:53.902-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Raena's Eight!</title><summary type='text'>Raena turned eight this month and I can't believe how grown up my little girl is becoming.  She is enjoying the 3rd grade and has many good friends.  Her best friend also attends church with us and I constantly find myself correcting things she teaches Raena (such as, "you shouldn't read the Bible because it has bad words in it.").  Mostly, they are harmless and make me laugh, but I'm glad that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/558336006767776327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=558336006767776327' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/558336006767776327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/558336006767776327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/02/raenas-eight.html' title='Raena&apos;s Eight!'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/-p57SG4_Ti24/TWPy0iJr0mI/AAAAAAAABHM/gftJo_fYRjM/s72-c/DSC05452.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-884035479536334590</id><published>2011-02-14T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T08:13:27.775-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='notes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>I Love My Husband</title><summary type='text'>﻿﻿ ﻿ 

I love my husband because he makes every day Valentine's Day.
﻿ ﻿ Here are a few of the love notes that are currently around the house:
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This one is on my computer screen and changes often.  I think I have a new message almost every time I sit down.


﻿ I love that my husband leaves me little love notes to find all year.  They makes me smile every time.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/884035479536334590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=884035479536334590' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/884035479536334590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/884035479536334590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-love-my-husband.html' title='I Love My Husband'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/-6AnI760dDo0/TViVOEC02II/AAAAAAAABGk/BOSHG_VIAjw/s72-c/RJ+and+Destiny1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-7031171182149909463</id><published>2011-02-12T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T20:25:16.102-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allie'/><title type='text'>Mean Girls Too</title><summary type='text'>Friday night at our house means movie night.  As I was online looking up Redbox movies Allie comes over and excitedly points, saying, "Mean Girls 2!  Let's get that movie!"  "No," I say.  "But Mom," she responds, "We're mean girls."  "Allie. . ." I reply.  "No, Mom," she interjects, her voice starting to sound a little desperate at the fact that she might not get her movie.  "We really are mean </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/7031171182149909463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=7031171182149909463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/7031171182149909463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/7031171182149909463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/02/mean-girls-too.html' title='Mean Girls Too'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/-r36yzmXplsc/TVdO1o6U2FI/AAAAAAAABGY/9K38OHyxZ2Q/s72-c/DSC05444.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-1290714546040251586</id><published>2011-02-07T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T15:49:09.838-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellawyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game'/><title type='text'>The Heckler</title><summary type='text'>All three of my girls enjoy watching RJ as he plays the Wii.  This weekend he made it to the final boss level in Donkey Kong.  It was a hard level and he died. . .a lot.  He finally started to get frustrated because Ellawyn was sitting on the couch with him watching him play while saying encouraging things like: "You need to quit falling down, Dad.  That's how you don't die."  
"You need to not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/1290714546040251586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=1290714546040251586' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/1290714546040251586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/1290714546040251586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/02/heckler.html' title='The Heckler'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/_bgToWaU0-W4/TVB0u4nmHpI/AAAAAAAABGU/g1Nt6zfJ858/s72-c/heckler.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-4026063524025491142</id><published>2011-02-03T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T12:08:12.128-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freezing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='water'/><title type='text'>Welcome To My Morning</title><summary type='text'> Around 6 this morning as I awoke to get girls up for school I received a call from our next door neighbor.  He had just turned off our water and was calling to let us know we had a broken pipe.  Lovely.  We also had no electricity.  So girls got to get ready using flashlights and had to brush their teeth using bottled water.  They were a little freaked out about the lack of electricity and water</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/4026063524025491142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=4026063524025491142' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/4026063524025491142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/4026063524025491142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/02/welcome-to-my-morning.html' title='Welcome To My Morning'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/_bgToWaU0-W4/TUrxymqHp9I/AAAAAAAABFc/eUZsxl4pg5U/s72-c/DSC05422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-1436873749803795325</id><published>2011-01-30T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T15:06:54.120-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching your children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner conversations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scriptures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>The Game of Salt</title><summary type='text'>Ever heard of the game of Salt?  Probably not.  That's because it's a game my husband made up during dinner one evening that my girls absolutely love.  
One evening during dinner RJ grabbed the salt shaker and started telling a scripture story with "salt" as the main character.  After a couple minutes girls started interjecting, "That wasn't salt dad, that was. . ."  And thus it began.  He told </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/1436873749803795325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=1436873749803795325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/1436873749803795325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/1436873749803795325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/01/game-of-salt.html' title='The Game of Salt'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-1370360614253639383</id><published>2011-01-25T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T10:04:29.790-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coupons'/><title type='text'>You Know You're A Coupon Adict When. . .</title><summary type='text'>You dream about couponing.  The other night I had a dream that I went to Safeway to stock up on the Kleenex that was on sale for $.88.  These always sell out really fast and I was worried I wouldn't get any.  In my dream I got to the store and they still had a few left, so I was picking through the shelf trying to find the remaining kleenex boxes that were on sale and adding them to my cart when </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/1370360614253639383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=1370360614253639383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/1370360614253639383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/1370360614253639383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/01/you-know-youre-coupon-adict-when.html' title='You Know You&apos;re A Coupon Adict When. . .'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-5826469128089159043</id><published>2011-01-23T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T21:11:06.212-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner conversations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellawyn'/><title type='text'>Spoiled</title><summary type='text'>Last night at dinner RJ made kool-aid.  Kool-aid at our house is a rare treat.  Even though it's way cheaper than real juice, I don't like the idea of my children drinking sugar water, so I typically only buy 100% juice.  However, at their grandparents house there is always kool-aid and girls pointed this out.  RJ told them that when he was growing up, they only had kool-aid because there was a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/5826469128089159043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=5826469128089159043' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/5826469128089159043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/5826469128089159043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/01/spoiled.html' title='Spoiled'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-596299105373481325</id><published>2011-01-16T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T09:16:14.377-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Nine Months!</title><summary type='text'>Haydn has now been alive the same amount of time I was pregnant with him.  Although, these nine months seem to have gone much quicker.  Too quick actually.  I think babies really need to come with a pause button.  


Haydn is learning new things everyday and is constantly surprising me.  I've managed to lose him several times in the last couple days as he has recently mastered stair climbing and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/596299105373481325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=596299105373481325' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/596299105373481325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/596299105373481325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/01/nine-months.html' title='Nine Months!'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/_bgToWaU0-W4/TTMYI-Y1I-I/AAAAAAAABFA/mP6WijDq6d0/s72-c/DSC05335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-739277583646219496</id><published>2011-01-11T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T12:46:57.527-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mormons'/><title type='text'>For Mormons Only!</title><summary type='text'>Earlier in the year my oldest daughter Raena was asked about her CTR ring by one of the girls on her bus.  Raena promptly told her that she got the ring from church and that she (the other girl) couldn't have one because they were only for members of our church.  
I later explained to Raena that anyone could wear a CTR ring (which stands for Choose the Right) and tried to explain to her how she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/739277583646219496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=739277583646219496' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/739277583646219496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/739277583646219496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/01/for-mormons-only.html' title='For Mormons Only!'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/_bgToWaU0-W4/TSywcb3mdZI/AAAAAAAABEw/p8AcTfkVnNY/s72-c/CTR+Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-2503038186610591988</id><published>2011-01-07T16:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T22:14:26.460-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas in Pictures</title><summary type='text'> I realize I'm a little late for a Christmas post, but life has been busy.  So, better late than never, here is our Christmas in pictures.


I love the face in this picture.  Haydn didn't much care for opening any of his presents after the first one.  He just wanted to play with it.



Girls opening their bikes.



"Helping" Dad put bikes together.


Tired from a long drive.



Excited about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/2503038186610591988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=2503038186610591988' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2503038186610591988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2503038186610591988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-in-pictures.html' title='Christmas in Pictures'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/_bgToWaU0-W4/TSduL0qvMqI/AAAAAAAABDU/zweqAkfPVVE/s72-c/DSC05014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-4804044305833005014</id><published>2011-01-06T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T09:13:49.498-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='date night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='debt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book of Mormon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>2011 Goals</title><summary type='text'>At the beginning of each year, resolutions are made and goals are set.  This year, I'm keeping things simple and practical.  

So, here they are, my simple and practical goals for the year:

Put $350 towards debt each month.
Have family prayer and scripture study in the morning.  
Go on a date once a month.
Read through the Book of Mormon again.
Simple.  Practical.  Doable.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/4804044305833005014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=4804044305833005014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/4804044305833005014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/4804044305833005014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-goals.html' title='2011 Goals'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-7884907784725482831</id><published>2010-12-07T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T21:04:06.882-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellawyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><title type='text'>Boys Like Pink Too</title><summary type='text'>Haydn has started babbling lately and sometimes the sounds he makes comes close to sounding like actual words.  Yesterday morning I was sitting on one couch with Haydn while Ellawyn was watching cartoons on the other.  Haydn grunted a "da" sound and immediately Ellawyn pipes up and says, "Haydn said, (in a low robot voice) 'Myfavoritefcolorispink'"  Then in a surprised voice she exclaims, "My </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/7884907784725482831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=7884907784725482831' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/7884907784725482831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/7884907784725482831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/12/boys-like-pink-too.html' title='Boys Like Pink Too'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-13924526138040069</id><published>2010-12-02T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T19:30:07.185-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piano'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talent'/><title type='text'>Love One Another</title><summary type='text'>Let us remember during this Christmas season to love one another.




Here is Raena playing "Love One Another."  I filmed her so she could share her talent in her class talent show.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/13924526138040069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=13924526138040069' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/13924526138040069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/13924526138040069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/12/love-one-another.html' title='Love One Another'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-6710144137895771850</id><published>2010-11-29T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T10:27:31.407-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>The Gratitude Project</title><summary type='text'>I loved President Monson's talk on Gratitude last month and since then, have had numerous talks on showing gratitude more in our lives.  When I saw that my friend joined The Gratitude Project, posting one thing every day that you are grateful for, I thought it was the perfect opportunity to express my gratitude, so I have joined in and will be posting on my other blog, The Prudent Woman those </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/6710144137895771850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=6710144137895771850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/6710144137895771850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/6710144137895771850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/11/gratitude-project.html' title='The Gratitude Project'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-7658892701940846914</id><published>2010-11-27T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T22:10:32.075-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner conversations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>I Need To Work On My Delivery</title><summary type='text'>In an effort to make Christmas less commercial and more meaningful, RJ and I decided that this year we would make all our presents for each other.

While eating lunch with girls the topic of Santa came up and I thought it would be a good time to announce our Christmas plan.

"Guess what, girls,"  I said.  "This year we are going to do something special for Christmas."

I could see the excitement </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/7658892701940846914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=7658892701940846914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/7658892701940846914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/7658892701940846914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-need-to-work-on-my-delivery.html' title='I Need To Work On My Delivery'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-2587895634805204824</id><published>2010-11-18T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T11:59:08.686-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strangers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Open Letter</title><summary type='text'>Dear Random Strangers at the Store:

I fully agree I have the cutest baby ever and while I understand that cute babies, like pregnant bellies, illicit the need for you to reach out and touch them, actually doing so is not recommended. I can assure you the mother in both cases would like for you to keep your hands to yourself.  Especially during flu season. Thankyouverymuch.

Now, please repeat </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/2587895634805204824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=2587895634805204824' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2587895634805204824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2587895634805204824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/11/open-letter.html' title='Open Letter'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-3135075271991006709</id><published>2010-11-17T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T12:11:09.709-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Seven Months</title><summary type='text'> I love watching Haydn grow.  It is such a joy and a blessing.  With each passing month comes more abilities and skills and just overall cuteness.  I love seeing the world through the eyes of someone still so new, love how every little thing brings such delight.  

He fell asleep playing.  Of course, I had to move him to his crib after taking this picture to save him from Ellawyn, but it was just</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/3135075271991006709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=3135075271991006709' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/3135075271991006709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/3135075271991006709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/11/seven-months.html' title='Seven Months'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/_bgToWaU0-W4/TOLdg2-sbRI/AAAAAAAABCY/pEgVgwLsIdk/s72-c/October-November+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-7627000972716493790</id><published>2010-11-16T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T12:32:05.101-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Congrats, Allie!</title><summary type='text'>Allie was named Owl of the Month for November.  We are very proud of her.  

Way to go, Allie!  Keep up the awesomeness!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/7627000972716493790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=7627000972716493790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/7627000972716493790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/7627000972716493790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/11/congrats-allie.html' title='Congrats, Allie!'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/_bgToWaU0-W4/TOLZErHwaiI/AAAAAAAABB4/Pfh-xek407o/s72-c/Allie+Owl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-1111913161816462323</id><published>2010-11-10T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T10:39:05.727-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good deals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frugal living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coupons'/><title type='text'>Awesome Fry's Shopping Trip</title><summary type='text'>A year or so ago I delved into the world of coupons in an effort to save our family money.  I had tried coupons before, but always found that the store brand was typically cheaper than the name brand+coupon.  However, when I decided to really give it a go, I realized I had been using coupons all wrong. It took me a while to learn the ins and outs of couponing, but it was totally worth it.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/1111913161816462323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=1111913161816462323' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/1111913161816462323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/1111913161816462323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/11/awesome-frys-shopping-trip.html' title='Awesome Fry&apos;s Shopping Trip'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-6090641058530073886</id><published>2010-11-05T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T13:20:58.913-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellawyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Painting For Santa</title><summary type='text'>Today I had the rare occasion of having a moment where I could craft while my two youngest children were awake.  Haydn was happily eating crackers in his high chair and Ellawyn was playing quietly by herself.  I decided to take advantage of the moment and paint some of the figures I had laid out the night before.  
While painting Ellawyn comes over to see what I am doing.
"What are these, mom?"
"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/6090641058530073886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=6090641058530073886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/6090641058530073886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/6090641058530073886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/11/painting-for-santa.html' title='Painting For Santa'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-6922771894990018630</id><published>2010-10-31T07:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T07:46:00.263-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/6922771894990018630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=6922771894990018630' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/6922771894990018630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/6922771894990018630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/_bgToWaU0-W4/TMjkBfS49FI/AAAAAAAABBs/jHOBZKX3VDE/s72-c/haydn+scared+resized.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-2996939696884758158</id><published>2010-10-27T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T19:46:01.986-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleeping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Half Year Mark</title><summary type='text'>Haydn is now 61/2 months.  I can't belive half a year has passed already!  So much has happened this last month, I wish I didn't live most of it in a state of sleep deprivation.  

Here's what's new with Haydn:
weight: 18lbs. 10oz.  He isn't gaining at the rate he was, but he's still gaining so I'm happy.  I will admit I get a bit nervous at the 6 month mark as that is when all my children either</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/2996939696884758158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=2996939696884758158' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2996939696884758158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2996939696884758158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/10/half-year-mark.html' title='Half Year Mark'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/_bgToWaU0-W4/TMjfzYzKXgI/AAAAAAAABBI/aP8R5LK5Dfs/s72-c/haydn+sitting+rzd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-8339926971004863002</id><published>2010-10-17T08:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T08:30:00.338-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellawyn'/><title type='text'>Whose Boyfriend?</title><summary type='text'>While driving in the car the other day we overheard Allie telling Raena that the kids at school were saying Ethan (some kid in her class) was her boyfriend because she liked to play with him.  Of course, this meant RJ and I had to tease her.  
"Is Ethan your boyfriend, Allie?"  I call back.
Simultaneously, I hear Allie and Ellawyn answer.
"No! He's just my friend."  Allie yells back.
"Ethan is my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/8339926971004863002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=8339926971004863002' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/8339926971004863002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/8339926971004863002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/10/whose-boyfriend.html' title='Whose Boyfriend?'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/_bgToWaU0-W4/TLfLHlriQ5I/AAAAAAAABA0/pPmRqE3R3K0/s72-c/allie+and+ella+stairs2+rzd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-136114823362324472</id><published>2010-10-14T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T20:28:15.431-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heritage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Hey, Maca-Raena!</title><summary type='text'>My oldest daughter Raena has come to really identify with her Hispanic heritage, which I will admit I find both interesting and baffling at the same time.  Perhaps because I sometimes forget our children our part hispanic.  When she started kindergarten I remember making a comment to RJ about the number of hispanic kids in her class when he reminded me that our daughter was among them.  She is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/136114823362324472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=136114823362324472' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/136114823362324472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/136114823362324472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/10/hey-maca-raena.html' title='Hey, Maca-Raena!'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/_bgToWaU0-W4/TLPkBkiuWRI/AAAAAAAABAw/pq3h6ieLIJU/s72-c/raena+rzd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-8932781718837922289</id><published>2010-10-07T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T13:54:50.251-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='riley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><title type='text'>Homecoming</title><summary type='text'> We went home over General Conference weekend.  RJ had his high school reunion and it was also homecoming and we wanted to watch our awesome brother-in-law play.  

This was taken moments before Haydn attacked Raimee.  He got quite a nice grip on her eye, which I think may have surprised her.

﻿﻿﻿﻿ 

Here is Ellawyn sharing Grandpa's ear phones.  He was listening to scores of other teams playing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/8932781718837922289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=8932781718837922289' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/8932781718837922289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/8932781718837922289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/10/homecoming.html' title='Homecoming'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/_bgToWaU0-W4/TK4yy2uRapI/AAAAAAAABAs/DWURKNACTgE/s72-c/SeptemberOctober+029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-6885775978091670454</id><published>2010-10-07T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T13:03:29.187-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mud'/><title type='text'>The Name's Mud</title><summary type='text'> A few weeks ago (did I mention I'm a little behind in posting?) RJ got the car stuck on the way to work.  It was one of those mornings where nothing goes right and this was just the frosting on the cake.  I don't have a picture of the car in the mud because some nice stranger with a truck and actual tow cables came along a few minutes before I arrived and helped him pull it out.  I am very </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/6885775978091670454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=6885775978091670454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/6885775978091670454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/6885775978091670454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/10/names-mud.html' title='The Name&apos;s Mud'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/_bgToWaU0-W4/TK4lC1X4_QI/AAAAAAAABAI/CN5xu9u8T3g/s72-c/muddy+car+rzd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-6283916403709004634</id><published>2010-10-01T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T10:22:23.055-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner conversations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raena'/><title type='text'>Widows</title><summary type='text'>Allie: A widow is someone who isn't married or whose husband is dead.  That makes us widows Raena.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/6283916403709004634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=6283916403709004634' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/6283916403709004634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/6283916403709004634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/10/widows.html' title='Widows'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-1257231610049740113</id><published>2010-10-01T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T10:19:14.967-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Another Year Wiser</title><summary type='text'>This post is a little late in coming, but better late than never I suppose.  My birthday was last week and it was quite enjoyable.  The Saturday before I received my gift from my husband. I have long since wanted a Cricut, but they are so expensive I just couldn't justify the cost, so even though I really wanted one, I didn't have much faith it would happen.  My sweet husband, however, decided to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/1257231610049740113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=1257231610049740113' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/1257231610049740113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/1257231610049740113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/10/another-year-wiser.html' title='Another Year Wiser'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-583946156275584965</id><published>2010-09-19T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T20:21:04.007-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Five Months</title><summary type='text'>Haydn is now five months old, which sadly brings greater mobility.  He can roll himself wherever he wants and has begun to scoot himself all over the floor.  I remember with Raena being incredibly anxious for her to be mobile.  I was just so excited for her to finally be able to move and go and do it couldn't seem to happen fast enough.  This time around however, whether it's experience or just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/583946156275584965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=583946156275584965' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/583946156275584965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/583946156275584965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/09/five-months.html' title='Five Months'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/_bgToWaU0-W4/TJbJP5I_srI/AAAAAAAABAA/aev9XzUGA-Y/s72-c/girl+trapped+rzd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-5145336480800785245</id><published>2010-09-10T09:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T13:19:15.476-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellawyn'/><title type='text'>Exercise By Proxy</title><summary type='text'>For whatever reason, toward the end of summer Raena and Allie went on this health kick.  They'd only eat and drink things they deemed "healthy".  Which was rather annoying, since they are both underweight to begin with.  Now with school starting, they both have PE, which is good because I do want them to be excited about being active and have some coordination. Recently I've added some exercise </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/5145336480800785245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=5145336480800785245' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/5145336480800785245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/5145336480800785245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/09/exercise-by-proxy.html' title='Exercise By Proxy'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-4333122571032242061</id><published>2010-09-09T11:15:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T11:33:45.465-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='western diamondback rattlesnake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new house'/><title type='text'>Found: Baby Rattlesnake</title><summary type='text'>Last night was full of excitement at our house.  You see, while we are fully enjoying have a yard, we are not exactly enjoying maintenance on said yard.  Especially during the monsoon.  It just seems so pointless to go pull weeds, when with the constant showers you're only making room for more to grow.  So, a week or so ago we went and pulled the jungle that was our back yard, only to have an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/4333122571032242061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=4333122571032242061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/4333122571032242061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/4333122571032242061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/09/found-baby-rattlesnake.html' title='Found: Baby Rattlesnake'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/_bgToWaU0-W4/TIkkxcxiiqI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/huAZY4_UWA8/s72-c/rattlesnake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-1738497192561477983</id><published>2010-09-01T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T09:20:00.585-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellawyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Wet Dries</title><summary type='text'>There are times when I teach my children and there are times when they teach me. After a brief monsoon shower Allie and Ellawyn went to see if their friends could play and got a little distracted by the puddles along the way."Girls,"  I called a little exasperated.  "What are you doing?  You're going to get all wet!"Allie looks at me and says, "Mom, wet dries."It was a gentle reminder that, yes, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/1738497192561477983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=1738497192561477983' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/1738497192561477983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/1738497192561477983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/09/wet-dries.html' title='Wet Dries'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/_bgToWaU0-W4/TH0r7vM_isI/AAAAAAAAA_I/uK-cRhHKh_I/s72-c/puddles+resized.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-3962951670558399799</id><published>2010-08-30T14:34:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T17:01:36.401-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raena'/><title type='text'>Big Butts</title><summary type='text'>Upon sleep deprivation and mounds of laundry piling up, I decided Raena and Allie could put their own clothes away this weekend.  So I put their clothes in a basket in their room and left it for them to do. A little while later while I was sitting on the couch nursing Haydn, the two of them came down with a pair of panties. "Mom, where do you want us to put your underwear?""Those aren't mine.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/3962951670558399799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=3962951670558399799' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/3962951670558399799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/3962951670558399799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/08/big-butts.html' title='Big Butts'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-8036471567520631439</id><published>2010-08-26T13:35:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T13:47:25.056-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play group'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellawyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Play Group</title><summary type='text'> In the past I have done preschool and joy school.  This year, I am doing play group.  Ellawyn isn't really old enough for preschool.  Technically, since she will turn three by the end of this year, I could probably find a preschool/joy school co-op for her, but the reality is, I have a four month old and don't particularly want to put in the effort.  Also, while it may not seem it, there is a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/8036471567520631439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=8036471567520631439' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/8036471567520631439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/8036471567520631439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/08/play-group.html' title='Play Group'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/_bgToWaU0-W4/THbQNQ_ArAI/AAAAAAAAA_A/poVFLTkmffA/s72-c/playdough.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-2406542733764737371</id><published>2010-08-19T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T12:58:20.795-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uniforms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>A Style All Her Own</title><summary type='text'>"Mom, you should try on these shoes." I look over to see the most gaudiest gold slippers complete with overabundant bling.  You see, my middle daughter, Allie, has always had a style all her own.  She is bursting with creativity.  She is the one, who, knowing the grass is green purposefully colors it purple because the purple "speaks" to her and everyone knows green grass is just plain boring. So</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/2406542733764737371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=2406542733764737371' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2406542733764737371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2406542733764737371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/08/style-all-her-own.html' title='A Style All Her Own'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/_bgToWaU0-W4/TG11CqkpjCI/AAAAAAAAA-o/kYpK7ioBZPY/s72-c/Allie+style.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-7994644274819507872</id><published>2010-08-15T19:00:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T19:40:22.095-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='four months'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Haydn, You're Four Months!</title><summary type='text'> Where has the time gone?I do not feel as though I just had a baby four months ago, although, sadly I'm afraid I do still look it.  Enough about me though. Four months is an exciting time.  Here's what's new with Haydn:Weight: 17lbs. 6 oz.Height: 26 3/4"Clothing size: 12 monthsShoe size: 2w, but we never put him in shoes.Eyes: Still grey blueHair: Currently dark brown, but new hair seems to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/7994644274819507872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=7994644274819507872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/7994644274819507872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/7994644274819507872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/08/haydn-youre-four-months.html' title='Haydn, You&apos;re Four Months!'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/_bgToWaU0-W4/TGicmrmKaDI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/WvkGryHlRiE/s72-c/carrots+yum+resized.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-3631080380253208710</id><published>2010-08-14T09:53:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T09:57:57.153-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>One of Those Days</title><summary type='text'>I love my children, but sometimes they make me want to scream.  Today is one of those sometimes.  The baby is out of sorts because he got shots yesterday, my two year old is getting sick and thus wants to be babied, my five year old is tired and cranky and therefore being mean to everyone, particularly her little sister and my seven year old, well, she's enjoying teaming up against the five year </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/3631080380253208710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=3631080380253208710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/3631080380253208710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/3631080380253208710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-of-those-days.html' title='One of Those Days'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-2495201193854028821</id><published>2010-08-08T19:22:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T18:35:56.707-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Giggles</title><summary type='text'>




I finally caught him giggling!  This is actually toward the end, so it was even better.  This is still pretty good though.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/2495201193854028821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=2495201193854028821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2495201193854028821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2495201193854028821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/08/giggles.html' title='Giggles'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-7000434206716034434</id><published>2010-08-04T08:34:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T08:40:37.842-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellawyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday by Ellawyn</title><summary type='text'>Ellawyn has decided it's fun to take pictures.  She asked me if she could take a picture of me and Haydn.  I told her to make sure she could see us both in the viewer. After she tells me, "Look, mommy, there's your face and there's Haydn!"  Perhaps I should have been a little more specific.She also took this picture.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/7000434206716034434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=7000434206716034434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/7000434206716034434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/7000434206716034434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/08/wordless-wednesday-by-ellawyn.html' title='Wordless Wednesday by Ellawyn'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/_bgToWaU0-W4/TFmI3GdSh_I/AAAAAAAAA9g/BxLoMnGZrR8/s72-c/first+day+of+school+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-1261706273765050595</id><published>2010-08-03T16:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T16:27:14.842-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><summary type='text'>   Summer is over—at least as far as vacation goes.  For Family Home Evening last night we focused on going back to school and working hard.  We let girls get all their things ready and RJ gave them a father’s blessing.   This morning Raena came in at 5:30 and asked if it was time to get ready for school yet.  Can you say excited?  When I went out at six to wake them, they were both up, waiting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/1261706273765050595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=1261706273765050595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/1261706273765050595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/1261706273765050595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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://lh4.ggpht.com/_bgToWaU0-W4/TFil0q59phI/AAAAAAAAA9U/CpLaDsStdq8/s72-c/firstdayofschool006_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-7812481910802505424</id><published>2010-07-26T09:13:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T09:42:58.671-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>School</title><summary type='text'>Summer is coming to a close.  School clothes are neatly hung in closets and carefully folded in drawers.  New shoes are put away so they're nice and sparkly for that first day and school supplies are hidden as to not be played with and used before it's time. As much as I love having all my children home, I think I am just as eager and excited for that first day of school.  It reminds me of being </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/7812481910802505424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=7812481910802505424' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/7812481910802505424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/7812481910802505424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/07/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-2702986541291926912</id><published>2010-07-15T11:16:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T11:29:05.535-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='late-over'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='underwear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allie'/><title type='text'>The Alternative to Clean Underwear</title><summary type='text'>Like any good mother, I tell my children to put on clean underwear every day and rely on the honor system that they have done it.  Last night after Allie arrived home from her very first late-over, we were giving her hugs and kisses before sending her up to bed, when RJ noticed something bunched up in her shorts. "Allie, what's this?" he asks."I don't know."Upon closer inspection, we pulled out a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/2702986541291926912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=2702986541291926912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2702986541291926912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2702986541291926912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/07/alternative-to-clean-underwear.html' title='The Alternative to Clean Underwear'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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-2030443192209009986.post-6422099847491570473</id><published>2010-07-14T15:09:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T15:23:58.940-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellawyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiders'/><title type='text'>Spiders!!!</title><summary type='text'>To say my girls dislike bugs, would be a bit of an understatement.  When it comes to creepy crawlies, their fear of them probably borders phobia. Let me give you a few examples:Raena and Allie once refused to go into their bathroom for weeks due to a speck of dirt they were convinced was a bug.On a camping trip, Allie made RJ take out the spider (she could see) so she could use the outhouse and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/6422099847491570473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=6422099847491570473' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/6422099847491570473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/6422099847491570473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/07/spiders.html' title='Spiders!!!'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/_bgToWaU0-W4/TD41sX6BYMI/AAAAAAAAA84/F6JvrLG5_Ec/s72-c/spiders.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-2769443444216794034</id><published>2010-07-07T22:06:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T14:19:08.893-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sea life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toy story 3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><title type='text'>Vacation</title><summary type='text'>Since we knew we'd have an infant with us, this year we decided to vacation close to home.  We did this once before after having Ellawyn and it turned out well.  I will say I much prefer the other hotel we stayed at as opposed to this one.  It was worth the extra money.  I will say this time we got what we paid for; it wasn't awful, but it wasn't awesome either.  Luckily, I suppose, we were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/2769443444216794034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=2769443444216794034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2769443444216794034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2769443444216794034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/07/vacation.html' title='Vacation'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/_bgToWaU0-W4/TDVdm8jDQfI/AAAAAAAAA8w/unkaGOTkl54/s72-c/haydn+sleep+rzd.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-4125700737889602011</id><published>2010-06-30T15:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T15:22:00.163-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellawyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><title type='text'>Don't Watch</title><summary type='text'> She is covering his eyes because "this part is scary."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/4125700737889602011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=4125700737889602011' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/4125700737889602011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/4125700737889602011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/06/dont-watch.html' title='Don&apos;t Watch'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/_bgToWaU0-W4/TCkgtS_TdDI/AAAAAAAAA7w/Lu1C4IpbEx8/s72-c/no+looking+resized.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-8943635980508894779</id><published>2010-06-28T14:55:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T15:21:54.473-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='window treatments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new house'/><title type='text'>New Window Treatments</title><summary type='text'>This past weekend RJ helped me make window treatments for our living room, and by RJ helping, what I mean is RJ made me window treatments.  I really wanted something to spruce up our windows that didn't cost a small fortune and I found the idea of using foam board and fabric.  So, this past Memorial Day I drug my family though several fabric stores looking for the perfect fabric.  By the last </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/8943635980508894779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=8943635980508894779' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/8943635980508894779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/8943635980508894779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-window-treatments.html' title='New Window Treatments'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/_bgToWaU0-W4/TCkaoGWghNI/AAAAAAAAA7o/2xPPXRMT2wU/s72-c/lv+room+1+resized.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030443192209009986.post-2076904244777222585</id><published>2010-06-18T11:26:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T11:53:47.463-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haydn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Haydn--Two Months</title><summary type='text'>Haydn is two months old this week.  He is such a wonderful baby.  He's happy most of the time and pretty laid back, even when sister's are pestering him--which is often.  Even though it's only been two months, I feel like he's been a part of our family forever.  I can't imagine life without him.  He's such a handsome little man and big to boot.  He currently weighs 14lbs. 13oz. and is 25 in. long</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/2076904244777222585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2030443192209009986&amp;postID=2076904244777222585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2076904244777222585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030443192209009986/posts/default/2076904244777222585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somemaycallitdestiny.blogspot.com/2010/06/haydn-two-months.html' title='Haydn--Two Months'/><author><name>Destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00141699304044544668</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/_bgToWaU0-W4/TBu7GiTVWzI/AAAAAAAAA6w/lLuPRPN0hWM/s72-c/Haydn+church+vest+2+months+resized+.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
