<?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-3163861102735481698</id><updated>2011-07-08T00:05:00.037-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gull Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gull Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520195531528470209</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>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163861102735481698.post-8052730413065105141</id><published>2010-08-16T15:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T23:34:21.665-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a quick up date</title><content type='html'>Hello Everyone! I know I am the worst at blogging! I only have a few minutes and I will try to post again next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ammon&lt;/span&gt; is now 6 and starts the first grade! He is so excited, I hope his excitement to learn stays! He can read and write the small stuff and loves to write songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob is 4 and such a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;handful&lt;/span&gt;! He is starting preschool in September and can't wait to go to the same school as his brother, even if he has to be in a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; class! He is very protective of his big brother and it makes me happy that they get a long so well and love each other so much. Which is another thing I hope never changes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe got a job working nights and is loving the change! It is nice to have him home more often, but hard to be quite so he can sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I have the best job ever! I get to stay home with my boys and coupon shop! What could be better! I love saving money and I love my boys! I am not sure exactly what to do for the few hours a week I will have for myself, but am slightly looking forward to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all I have time for now, but will try to put some pictures of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ammon's&lt;/span&gt; first day next week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163861102735481698-8052730413065105141?l=jhgull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/feeds/8052730413065105141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163861102735481698&amp;postID=8052730413065105141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/8052730413065105141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/8052730413065105141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/2010/08/just-quick-up-date.html' title='Just a quick up date'/><author><name>Gull Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520195531528470209</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-3163861102735481698.post-2938952304723709797</id><published>2009-04-14T18:32:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T19:04:30.782-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Savvy shopping</title><content type='html'>So I have a new passion that I feel I need to let everyone in on! You have seen the crazy coupon people at the grocery store. Well I have joined them.... I know what some of you are thinking remember I worked in grocery store for 11 years! I have tried before, but found that the not name brand things were cheaper than using a coupon. Plus as a former customer service person I hated couponers! I hated the big adds that I now live for, but with one income and three boys in the house I need to save on the grocerys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I found this web site &lt;a href="http://www.savvyshopperdeals.com/"&gt;www.Savvyshopperdeals.com&lt;/a&gt; she tells you what coupons to use and were to use them! She also tells you the percent you save and how much it is after the coupon! Last week I went to Albertson's and spent $51.49 my saving were $107.58.  I got cereal for 0.25 cents a box and free milk!  Then I went and bought the few items I needed at Smith's and saved 70%. At Rite Aid I bought tooth brushes for 25 cents! And it's not one of the sites that you pay for it is FREE. All you do is buy the Sunday paper for the coupons and she emails you every Monday and Wednesday with the sales and what coupons to use! I am pretty sure that you don't need to be in Utah county to use this site, as long as you have the major grocery stores around, since at least for  Albertson's the weekly add is regional (Washington, Idaho, Utah, and Arizona). And the coupons I believe are national! I checked out the Grocery Guru too, but from what I saw he only did Albertson's and wasn't as detailed as the savvy shopper! I just click on what I need and then I can print out the list of where to go, what coupons to use! So simple!!! It has changed my view on the couponers! Hopefully some of you will find this useful and find the fun in the addiction!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163861102735481698-2938952304723709797?l=jhgull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/feeds/2938952304723709797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163861102735481698&amp;postID=2938952304723709797&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/2938952304723709797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/2938952304723709797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/2009/04/savvy-shopping.html' title='Savvy shopping'/><author><name>Gull Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520195531528470209</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-3163861102735481698.post-2583593433019844417</id><published>2009-03-24T09:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T18:20:35.049-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Buddies</title><content type='html'>I started this entry about three weeks ago, but haven't' had the chance to finish it so I hope you all enjoy these stories.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a ton of time today, but if I don't write now I probably wont write at all. I just have a few story's about the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Jacob woke up this morning, by morning I mean 2AM. He tried to open our bedroom door, but couldn't. So I figured he just went back to bed. A few minutes later Ammon comes in with him. "Mom, Jacob woke me up cause he needs you." Once I had Jacob Ammon went back to bed with out a complaint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning while I was getting ready Jacob asked where we were going. I told him that Ammon had a doctors appointment. He looks at me and says "Where I go?" Usually my mom goes to play with the kid that isn't seeing the doctor, but she is working today so I get both kids. I told him that he is going with us. Then he says "I hold Ammon's hand and tell the doctor not to hurt him." Then he found Ammon and told him "At the doctors you be okay cause I hold your hand and make sure they don't hurt you." The doctors appointment today is for Ammon's warts, he has over 10 on both hands. We went three weeks ago and started a hyper omun treatment that is supposed to be more effective and less painful. Today we are applying it to the warts and the doctor is going to show me how to do it at home. Then every week we apply it and the warts should go away in a few weeks to a month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;At the doctor Jacob remembered what he had promised his brother. He went up to the doctor and said "Don't hurt my brother." The doctor reassured him that this wasn't going to hurt, in fact Ammon wouldn't feel a thing. Then the doctor has Ammon sit on the table and starts to apply the medication. Jacob freaks out, I ask him what is wrong and he says "Ammon needs me to hold his hand." The doctor turns to him and says, "I need his hands, but you can hold his foot." So Jacob stood there holding his brothers foot. It was so sweet....Now if only they treated each other like this all the time especially at home or while grocery shopping!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ammon told me the other day that when he gets married and his wife is at the hospital having a baby girl he is going to name her Heather after me. Also he has a friend that's mom had a baby 4 months early. The baby is doing better, but still isn't able to come home from the hospital. So we have been having this over a couple times a week so that his parents can go to the hospital. While we were outside one day when it was actually nice outside, the boys were pretending that Ammon was the dad and his friend Chance was his baby. Ammon comes over and sits next to me and says, "Wow, they grow up so fast. Don't they" I smiled at him and said "You have no idea!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went and registered Ammon for kindergarten last week and much to my suprise Jacob was excited he said "Ammon this is your school, not mine" And everytime we drive or walk past it Jacob gets excited and points it out to him. I just hope he is still excited when he relizes that he will be home alone, with me. They are best friends and Jacob doesn't like it when Ammon isn't at his side. We took Ammon to a primary party and Jacob freeked out that we left Ammon some where and couldn't wait for the chance to go pick him up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163861102735481698-2583593433019844417?l=jhgull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/feeds/2583593433019844417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163861102735481698&amp;postID=2583593433019844417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/2583593433019844417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/2583593433019844417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/2009/03/best-buddies.html' title='Best Buddies'/><author><name>Gull Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520195531528470209</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-3163861102735481698.post-851188816896136633</id><published>2009-03-14T10:19:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T17:59:23.524-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Everyone Up</title><content type='html'>Sorry it has been so long everyone! We have been super busy! I am no longer working which has only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;meant&lt;/span&gt; more time to clean house! I have been trying to potty train Jacob. We aren't accident prof, but we are getting close!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the boys &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;shooting&lt;/span&gt; on one of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Joe's&lt;/span&gt; days off. They had fun, but enjoyed looking for brass more. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313100423104937522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/Sbvsr08lvjI/AAAAAAAAAIw/dJb04_6O6WQ/s320/boys+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313100414881135570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SbvsrWT4e9I/AAAAAAAAAIo/dSFVuylmrN0/s320/boys+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to Joe's parents house for a visit. We love to go down there, but don't always get the chance. The boys had a blast making art with grandma, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ammon's&lt;/span&gt; favorite thing was the scooter he got for his birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313103508465400818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/Sbvvfaz2O_I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/lTgCV9wU7Q8/s320/boys+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313103517167175170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/Sbvvf7OgxgI/AAAAAAAAAJg/TGqpvKgddEc/s320/boys+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313103510199453538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SbvvfhRRx2I/AAAAAAAAAJY/uLxRH6iol-g/s320/boys+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My dad took the boys and me to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; hockey game. Which was way to much fun! Jacob wont stop talking about it. "Hockey, we go hockey game." We sat next to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;penalty&lt;/span&gt; box for the other team. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ammon&lt;/span&gt; sat and played with the people in the box. I tried to get pictures, but my camera was to slow. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313100424860193810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/Sbvsr7fE1BI/AAAAAAAAAI4/IolSY4n1NcE/s320/boys+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313100434416007682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SbvssfFW-gI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cZ3S2Oej2ao/s320/boys+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313100443117264898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/Sbvss_f5oAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/mIzVppwkjgs/s320/boys+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also took a drive out to Vernal to see what it is like. Joe applied for a management position in the new Vernal Cal-Ranch. The store will open in May so we will hopefully find out soon and let you know if we are moving or not. While in Vernal we took the boys to the dinosaur &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;museum&lt;/span&gt;. They had a blast, but Jacob was tired so by the end he didn't want anything to do with the scary dinosaurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313103531537882162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SbvvgwwwXDI/AAAAAAAAAJw/P_Am_6B7NWA/s320/boys+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313103527022665010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/Sbvvgf8PnTI/AAAAAAAAAJo/aFGxYjAcvKo/s320/boys+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ammon's&lt;/span&gt; Fifth Birthday on the first of March. We took him to Chuck E Cheese. Has been dieing to go there for at least six months. They had so much fun Jacob wants to go back for his Birthday! He walks around the house talking about winning tickets and playing the games. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313117380929251410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/Sbv8G5w96FI/AAAAAAAAAKA/uDjmrlHGuFM/s320/boys+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313117379137993954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/Sbv8GzF5fOI/AAAAAAAAAKI/qH-r4MX3xuk/s320/boys+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313117363170427458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/Sbv8F3m7wkI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/pOTBO4bVpsU/s320/boys+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on the first of March Joe's brother David and wife Amy Dawn had another boy. That makes 4 grandson and girls. So we went to South Jordan and saw the cute new baby! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Oh &lt;/span&gt;how I love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;babies&lt;/span&gt; to bad we are done! And to bad they don't stay that little I miss the sweet little baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Cryes&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313117399537118674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/Sbv8H_FbbdI/AAAAAAAAAKY/hkHqh-LD4GI/s320/Derrick+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313117392086710242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/Sbv8HjVHN-I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/4wXaQIa9dDg/s320/Derrick+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe was made President of his Masonic Lodge for the year. Which has added to our busy lives. I swear we have some kind of function every week. Well maybe not, but at least one or two a month! This month has been very full of them! The kids love when we can take them, but also love the grown up only ones that they get to grandma and grandpa Mac's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that this is most of what we have been up to! I am going to hopefully be better at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;writing&lt;/span&gt; every week, but I guess we will see how next week goes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163861102735481698-851188816896136633?l=jhgull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/feeds/851188816896136633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163861102735481698&amp;postID=851188816896136633&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/851188816896136633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/851188816896136633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/2009/03/catching-everyone-up.html' title='Catching Everyone Up'/><author><name>Gull Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520195531528470209</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/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/Sbvsr08lvjI/AAAAAAAAAIw/dJb04_6O6WQ/s72-c/boys+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163861102735481698.post-5487276480621017333</id><published>2008-12-28T17:33:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T17:51:03.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone, so it has been brought to my attention that I suck! I know I am going down in the hall of fame for worst blogger ever! We have managed to keep ourselves super busy lately!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe and I celebrated our 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; wedding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;anniversary&lt;/span&gt;!  Then we had a great Thanksgiving at Joe's brothers' house. We have had Christmas parties and Christmas shopping! Then I decided to make gifts on Christmas eve. They didn't work so thank heavens I had already done my shopping! I have had training meetings twice a week for two weeks in November and December which means we get home for work at 10pm! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had nothing but snow for a week, maybe two! So I can't wait for summer or to move somewhere warmer than here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Christmas shopping Joe wanted to boys to buy him Ammo. So we went one Saturday to the store he suggested. We walked in and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ammon&lt;/span&gt; goes, "Excuse me we want to buy my daddy ammo." I showed to guy the list Joe made me and as he is getting it for us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ammon&lt;/span&gt; has a concerned look on his face and then says "I hope this is free, cause my mommy doesn't have any money!" I told him it was okay that I had taken money from daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so many stories in my head and now I can't remember anything that has happened to us! The boys have had ear infections, draining and all! Well I need to go the boys are getting into trouble! Hope you all had a great Christmas and a Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163861102735481698-5487276480621017333?l=jhgull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/feeds/5487276480621017333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163861102735481698&amp;postID=5487276480621017333&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/5487276480621017333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/5487276480621017333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Gull Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520195531528470209</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-3163861102735481698.post-7204395667035392616</id><published>2008-11-03T20:35:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T21:16:09.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just an up date.</title><content type='html'>Just a quick update, because I am exhausted! I got hired on at a daycare/preschool last week and today was my first day! It was 8 hours of diaper changing! We are allowed 8, 1 year olds in our class and we are required to change their diapers every hour. By the time you get through it is time to start over! I was supposed to start as a floater and just help out where ever they needed me. But when I walked in today the lady in charge told me that she changed her mind and put me full time in the toddler class. This is seriously one of the best jobs ever! Playing with kids all day and getting payed for it! Plus my kids get to go with me! They are in different classes, but we cross paths a couple times a day! Jacob is loving it, besides the crossing paths and being reminded that I am near and he can't have me. Ammon is like mommy who? He has 15 kids his age in his class, the poor kid is in heaven! This morning when we were getting ready he said mom I am going to make 20 new friends today! Jacob threw himself to the floor and started a fit! " I no friends mommy, I no friends"  Now that we are home he is proud that he did make friends, and is even willing to go back tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe got a raise at Cal-Ranch and they are training him for management positions.  He loves Cal-Ranch and can't wait to progress there! He enjoys the work, even though it isn't law enforcement!  We aren't making as much as we are used to or were expecting. And I did have to go back to work, but we are enjoying the changes. The boys love that they get to see daddy more and I like that he gets to spend more time here as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get Halloween pictures this year because we were running around getting things ready for Preschool and work. Jacob needed 3 shots and I had to get a TB test. By the time we were finished it was time to trick or treat main street. Then it was off to the ward Trunk or Treat. We got home and the boys just flopped! They were cowboys again.  They started out being hunters riding horses, but by the end of the day the guns were busted, and they wanted their cowboy hats. So let pretend that my picture is new (it is would look very similar).  But we did go to a "Bulloween" (Halloween Rodeo) where the bull riders dressed up. Ammon had a blast, they even had a costume contest for the kids and the riders. I did manage to get a few pictures there. I will try and post them later. I am having difficulties at the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163861102735481698-7204395667035392616?l=jhgull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/feeds/7204395667035392616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163861102735481698&amp;postID=7204395667035392616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/7204395667035392616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/7204395667035392616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-up-date.html' title='Just an up date.'/><author><name>Gull Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520195531528470209</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-3163861102735481698.post-7604782265569190790</id><published>2008-10-11T17:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T17:44:23.851-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How Not To Be Sneaky</title><content type='html'>Ammon and I decided to make cookies and give them to our neighbors and friends. So we made ghost, cat, and pumpkin cookies. We put them on plates, made copies of some cute Halloween poems. Then I explained that we need to deliver them in the dark and run so that they wouldn't know that it was us! He asked why and I told him that it would be more fun for it to be a surprise I also told him that when he saw them not to mention the cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we went to his friend Mary's house who lives on a corner, I helped him put the cookies on the porch. I told him to ring the doorbell and to meet me around the corner. Well he ran as far as their driveway before he started crying cause he couldn't see me. So I tell him "Mommy is over here just keep running. Well I am sure that we got busted, even if they didn't see us we weren't very quite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the house next to us. This should be easy..... It is a duplex where one lives upstairs and one lives downstairs. So by the time we get home they should just be answering the door. So my thinking was to put both plates down, ring both doorbells and to run back to our house. Well it wasn't that easy... Ammon only rings one bell, so I hurry and ring the other bell. Then I whisper for him to run across the grass. Well their lawn was wet so Ammon slipped. I tried to pick him up and continue to run, but slipped as well. We ended up rolling on their lawn and laughing. We get to our porch just as their door opens. I think man we again are busted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yesterday they were outside as we were leaving and Ammon ran over to say hi to them. Then she tells me thanks for the cookies. I laugh and tell her that we really tried to be sneaky. She laughs and said we didn't know who they were from, but Ammon just told me it was him and asked if I liked the cookies he left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of the story is if you plan on doing things in secret, keep the secret from your kids!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163861102735481698-7604782265569190790?l=jhgull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/feeds/7604782265569190790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163861102735481698&amp;postID=7604782265569190790&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/7604782265569190790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/7604782265569190790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-not-to-be-sneaky.html' title='How Not To Be Sneaky'/><author><name>Gull Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520195531528470209</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-3163861102735481698.post-7789731999836501219</id><published>2008-10-07T10:22:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T10:35:38.579-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Win a Handbag!</title><content type='html'>This company is giving a way a handbag an hour on their opening day! You can pick this bag or chose from 23 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; ones! Just go to &lt;a href="http://www.handbagplanet.com/"&gt;http://www.handbagplanet.com/&lt;/a&gt; to enter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254451228187600402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SOuPjYG8phI/AAAAAAAAAIg/z6SSa2laI54/s320/bag23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163861102735481698-7789731999836501219?l=jhgull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/feeds/7789731999836501219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163861102735481698&amp;postID=7789731999836501219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/7789731999836501219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/7789731999836501219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/2008/10/win-handbag.html' title='Win a Handbag!'/><author><name>Gull Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520195531528470209</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/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SOuPjYG8phI/AAAAAAAAAIg/z6SSa2laI54/s72-c/bag23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163861102735481698.post-6169791303726159943</id><published>2008-10-01T02:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T08:34:52.168-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly</title><content type='html'>Well we have had an emotional few weeks around here! For those of you who don't know, Joe has been trying to get on at the prison off and on for years. He gave up and decided to help some friends open a motor home rental company. He has felt like things weren't going well with the owners and was tired of how they treated him. So he decided it was time to try again! He got further than before! We even thought he was hired! They sent him a letter welcoming him into the academy and even issued him his uniform! Well on Monday (my 30th birthday) we got a letter in the mail saying that they were taking back their offer of employment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time the Rental company feel apart and we were OK, because the final owner kept him on until the end of the month! Here we were thinking that we were finally where we wanted to be! On Joe's way to his dream job, and got a huge smack in the face! I know that when the Lord shuts a door he opens an other, but right now we can't see it and I hope that he doesn't wait as long as he has before! I was so excited that I even let my guard down and started to look into houses for sell, by both Prisons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wrote the warden a letter telling how much he wanted to be in law enforcement. He has a friend that works at the prison that put it on the wardens desk for him. It's a long shot but we are praying that it softens the wardens heart and he re offers Joe his job! In the mean time Joe is looking for a new job. And the thought that I may need to get a job to help out terrifies me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe has been working the night shift at Cal-Ranch to earn some extra play money. So at least we have a little income, but not enough to pay all the bills! They have offered him more hours to help out until something better is found! In fact they are opening a store in West Jordan and are looking for an assistant manager. His boss told him that he should apply! Which is actually a really good option! He would still like to get on at the prison, but this would pay the bills and put us closer to the prison!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am awake to night because I have a horrible earache! And with out insurance I can't afford the medicine to make it go away! At least it's me and not the boys I guess! So far being 30 sucks! At least we have alot of suportive family and friends! If it wasn't for them I probably would have had a huge mental break down along time ago! But I need to get on to a happier subject!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my birthday I wanted the book BRISINR.  I asked Joe if he would get it for me early and he kept telling me that we had to wait until he started the prison. He brought it home for me last week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ammon and Jacob are as cute as ever! Jacob can say his name now, and telles me that Ammon is his! I will hug Ammon and Jacob will walk over and say "Mommy, top (stop) dat Acobs Abba." In fact the other day I asked him how Mommy's Jacob was and he said "I dadda's Acob."&lt;br /&gt;Monday when I couldn't stop crying Ammon gave me a hug and asked me what was wrong. I didn't dare tell him, but he told me that I would be OK. Cause it was my birthday, so I need to be happy! I tryied to explain today why daddy was home and he said, "But my daddy is going to start school to be a policeman." I told him that they told him no, and that was why I was crying yesterday. He said "mommy that is why I was crying too!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to learn to always have my camera with me. Also not to lose my temper and take pictures of the things they do! It has been a while since this happened, and I didn't take pictures. I think it was right before Shannon's wedding. I had just gotten my hair colored for the wedding. The next day I was making my bed and getting the needed item's ready to take with us. When Ammon commes running into my bed room. "Mom come see Jacob's new hair." Thinking that we were just in a game of pretend I follow him into the bathroom. Where before I get there I smell one of my Victoria Secret lotions. Then there is Jacob standing in the tub with Yellow hair! Ammon had used most of my travel sized lotion to "wash" Jacob's hair for me! Even though I gave him a real bath and really washed his hair he smelled like my lotion for days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have gotten a good cry out and the Asprin I took is starting to kick in! So I will let you all know when things start to look better for us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163861102735481698-6169791303726159943?l=jhgull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/feeds/6169791303726159943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163861102735481698&amp;postID=6169791303726159943&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/6169791303726159943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/6169791303726159943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/2008/10/good-bad-and-ugly.html' title='The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly'/><author><name>Gull Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520195531528470209</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-3163861102735481698.post-8796259838668502516</id><published>2008-09-14T09:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T10:50:40.588-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Farmer's Market</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I would love to say that since Shannon got married we have taken time to relax, but we haven't. I have been watching My brother Scott's 3 girls everyday. Which makes 5 kids ages 5 to 4 months! Plus Ammon started reading school the first of September. He wasn't very happy that he couldn't go to 7 Peaks anymore, he said but mom 7 peaks is funner! It has started to get cold again so he has quit fighting me about going swimming, but is already making plans for next year. He asks how much longer before school is over! I can't believe it he is only 4 and the fight to get him to school has only started!! Joe laughs and says welcome to the next 13 years!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad hardly has a day off let alone a Saturday, but he got yesterday off and came and took us for a ride in his "JEEEP"  Jacob loves Papa, but he loves the jeeep maybe more. He runs around the house singing "Papa jeeep, go go Papa Jeeeep! Papa jeeep go go home papa jeeep go go!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yesterday a park in Provo has what they call Farmers market and allot of people go sell stuff. From home made aprons, pillow cases, saddles, to fruits and vegis. They also have people there selling food and treats. The boys wanted everything.... especially the cotton candy, but most of all they just wanted us to hurry so they could go play!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245909217194067266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SM02o5bMxUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/wDppa9K2hR8/s320/papa+at+park+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jacob thinks he is as big as Ammon! Which is super scary for me! He can't be that big, not yet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245909221757365778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SM02pKbLLhI/AAAAAAAAAIA/DmEK8JGfZQs/s320/papa+at+park+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jacob getting a ride on his Papa. It's not the Jeep, but it will do!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245909226069771362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SM02pafVRGI/AAAAAAAAAII/rbmyX9XMTZY/s320/papa+at+park+15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ammon convinced me to buy them some cotton candy! Which I should have gotten a picture of, he told the lady that he wanted it a little big cause he had to share with his brother! The thing was huge! I had to hold the top so that it didn't fall!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245909212167783378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SM02oms1w9I/AAAAAAAAAHw/ip6PVz0hv_s/s320/papa+at+park+12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had to get this picture, because Ammon is my clean freak!! He hates being dirty, even a little. He used to  change his clothes, 2 or 3 times a day because something was spilt on him! I have since convinced him that water doesn't get you dirty!  Plus a little dirt wont kill you if you're not leaving the house! Right after I took this he said "OK mom now give me the baby wipes so that I can get unsticky!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163861102735481698-8796259838668502516?l=jhgull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/feeds/8796259838668502516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163861102735481698&amp;postID=8796259838668502516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/8796259838668502516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/8796259838668502516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/2008/09/farmers-market.html' title='Farmer&apos;s Market'/><author><name>Gull Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520195531528470209</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/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SM02o5bMxUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/wDppa9K2hR8/s72-c/papa+at+park+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163861102735481698.post-7602739087141890758</id><published>2008-08-19T10:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T11:03:16.905-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. and Mrs. Twitchell</title><content type='html'>On Saturday Aug. 16, my little sister Shannon was married in the Manti, Utah Temple. Everything about the day was beautiful! My mother in-law lives about 30 minutes away so she came and stayed with the kids so that my brother and I could go to the temple. My mom and I got the opportunity to go into the brides room and help her get ready. After the ceremony one of the temple workers took some of our group to see the spiral stair case. This was nice for me since Joe and I were sealed in the room just off the stair case! Then I was able to go and again help her get ready for pictures! I know these pictures aren't the best, but I hope you can get an idea of how beautiful she was! She has said that when they get the pictures from the photographer she will get me some better ones to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236265220150973410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SKrzeYzU0-I/AAAAAAAAAGc/FiAurwQO0Kc/s320/shannon%27s+wedding+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                              This is the best picture of how pretty her dress was!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236265239753188402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SKrzfh025DI/AAAAAAAAAG8/cLLRflCqEMg/s320/shannon%27s+wedding+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  This is both sets of parents&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236265222581755202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SKrzeh23nUI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Vl_HH9WeerA/s320/shannon%27s+wedding+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                      This is our family  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236265229239422514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SKrze6qLjjI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PyYkKJlgvx8/s320/shannon%27s+wedding+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is a picture of her nieces and nephews. Front is Ammon age 4, Samantha (Sammie) age 2, Cassandra (Cassie) age 5. Shannon, Audrina (Audrie) 3 months old, Dennis, Jacob age 2.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236265232513694754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SKrzfG20_CI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Fn36mV83NQE/s320/shannon%27s+wedding+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                       This is Shannon holding Audrie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was kept pretty busy at the reception and was unable to take pictures, but again it was amazing! Shannon decided to have cake and ice cream! It was a huge hit and everyone loved the toppings she picked out! They also had a carriage ride, which Ammon loved! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163861102735481698-7602739087141890758?l=jhgull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/feeds/7602739087141890758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163861102735481698&amp;postID=7602739087141890758&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/7602739087141890758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/7602739087141890758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/2008/08/mr-and-mrs-twitchell.html' title='Mr. and Mrs. Twitchell'/><author><name>Gull Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520195531528470209</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/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SKrzeYzU0-I/AAAAAAAAAGc/FiAurwQO0Kc/s72-c/shannon%27s+wedding+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163861102735481698.post-6660967806772179990</id><published>2008-08-14T08:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T09:19:33.985-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons Learned</title><content type='html'>So we have been really busy the last few weeks helping Shannon. Ammon has been a big helper as well, but has said some things to impress me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had snuck an ice cream cone out of my parents freezer and went into the computer room to eat it in peace while I looked up stuff on the Internet. Ammon comes in and catches me and this is the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ammon "Mom what are you eating"&lt;br /&gt;Me "Ice cream"&lt;br /&gt;Ammon "Can I have a bite"&lt;br /&gt;Me "No"&lt;br /&gt;Ammon "We're family so you need to share. Sharing is what families do mom!"&lt;br /&gt;Me "OK, you can have some!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my dad has been car pooling the last couple of weeks. So we have been taking his Jeep to do all the wedding shopping and appointments. It kinda of defeated my dad's reason for carpooling, but was a major help! I had made a list of items needed, and errands to run. Ammon asked what we were doing and was told that we needed to go to a few stores. We got off the bus and the Jeep was gone, which I all ready knew about, but when Ammon saw the Jeep wasn't there he went into the house and told my mom&lt;br /&gt;"Grandma the Jeep is gone, how are we supposed get all the shopping done?"&lt;br /&gt;My mom replies "Aunt Shannon's car is here we can take that"&lt;br /&gt;Ammon doesn't hesitate, "NO! That is stealing, When you take things with out asking it's stealing!! And we can't steal Aunt Shannon's car!!"&lt;br /&gt;I had to try and not laugh. I say,"but Ammon her keys are right here on the table for us."&lt;br /&gt;"No, mom we can't take her car!!"&lt;br /&gt;"Ammon, remember when we were waiting for the bus and my phone rang"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah"&lt;br /&gt;"Well it was Aunt Shannon telling me that in order to get the list done faster she was going with Scott to do some of it and she was leaving her car for us to do part of it.  So we have her permission to take it."&lt;br /&gt;Ammon looks at me for a minute, " Well OK, but we can only go to the places Shanna said"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to walk to Seven Peaks last week with Aunt Shannon, Uncle Scottie, Sammie, and Cassie. As we got near the park Scott's daughter Cassie says to me "When I grow up I am going to be a lifegaurd. And when I get fired from that I will be a Rock Star. And when I get fired from that I will be a lifegaurd again."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163861102735481698-6660967806772179990?l=jhgull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/feeds/6660967806772179990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163861102735481698&amp;postID=6660967806772179990&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/6660967806772179990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/6660967806772179990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/2008/08/lessons-learned.html' title='Lessons Learned'/><author><name>Gull Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520195531528470209</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-3163861102735481698.post-165462790349262903</id><published>2008-07-29T08:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T09:25:00.666-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest and Relaxation</title><content type='html'>This week Joe's parents came up from the Mount Pleasant/Manti Area and took the boys home with them for a few days. I was nervous at first since this was Jacob's first time from me, and he is kinda a mamma's boy. He did really well, but he did have his Abba (Ammon) with him. They had a ton of fun with Papa and Grandma. Grandma works for Head Start so on the 24th of July they were able to ride in the Head Start bus in the parade. They threw toys out the windows and had a blast! Grandma also took them to the Museum in Fairview. They played outside allot. Jumping on the trampoline, swinging, playing in the water and just being with Aunt Amy Joanne and Grandma. They roasted Marshmallows and Hot Dogs!  They have chickens and a horse. So the boys were in heaven. When Debi asked Jacob Sunday morning if he was ready to come home and he said "uhha aaah" meaning no way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe and I had fun! We were able to go to two movies and spend time together! I was able to do allot of shopping with Shannon! We got so much wedding stuff done that we couldn't do with the boys! We missed the boys, but enjoyed the time we had. By Saturday I didn't know what to do with myself, so I sat down and read a book! I don't remember the last time I was able to start and finish a book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning the boys were home! Just in time to help get things ready for some of their uncles to go shooting with Joe. We got the food ready for dinner so that we could eat when they got back. It was great to see David, Amy Dawn and their son Kolton. As well as Uncle Michael! Kolton and Jacob are 12 days apart, so it is fun when we can get them together! Sadly we don't see them as much as we like, but we do enjoy the times that we can get together!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163861102735481698-165462790349262903?l=jhgull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/feeds/165462790349262903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163861102735481698&amp;postID=165462790349262903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/165462790349262903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/165462790349262903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/2008/07/rest-and-relaxation.html' title='Rest and Relaxation'/><author><name>Gull Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520195531528470209</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-3163861102735481698.post-8075125817472739859</id><published>2008-07-20T16:59:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T17:41:10.419-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Hero Helpers</title><content type='html'>The last week we have been busy, but have found time to play. Ammon has been wanting to help with house work. He wanted to make dinner with me. So we made tacos and I let him put the sour cream and cheese on the shells. He thought that was the best dinner ever! He also loves to vacuum the front room for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SIPEqGkQhsI/AAAAAAAAAFE/pcM8apffeoE/s1600-h/happy+helper+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225236220276147906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SIPEqGkQhsI/AAAAAAAAAFE/pcM8apffeoE/s320/happy+helper+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Ammon and Jacob love to pretend! Most of yesterday they were Batman and Superman. They were haveing fun flying (running) up and down the hall. I was doing dishes when I hear Ammon say "Oh no mom, Batman (Jacob) just fell from the clouds." So I went to check on Batman, who never lets falling stop him from going again. Just as I start to head back to the kitchen I see Superman (Ammon) push Batman and of course he falls. This time he is alot slower to stand back up. Then Ammon says "Mom, Batman fell from the clouds again and I think he might be hurt."  He was fine and got up flying again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225240910496528210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SIPI7G_791I/AAAAAAAAAFk/MWu3zbPXq88/s320/super+heros.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225240904699049682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SIPI6xZtdtI/AAAAAAAAAFc/KFdVadEEqHA/s320/super+heros+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163861102735481698-8075125817472739859?l=jhgull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/feeds/8075125817472739859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163861102735481698&amp;postID=8075125817472739859&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/8075125817472739859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/8075125817472739859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/2008/07/super-hero-helpers.html' title='Super Hero Helpers'/><author><name>Gull Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520195531528470209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SIPEqGkQhsI/AAAAAAAAAFE/pcM8apffeoE/s72-c/happy+helper+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163861102735481698.post-1006419340099486894</id><published>2008-07-07T09:51:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T10:52:29.233-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We've had a pretty busy week. My cousin's kids came over and we rode the bus to 7 Peaks where we had fun in the water. Plus I have been trying to help my sister Shannon with wedding plans, it's slowly coming along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the 4th of July my dad's boss gave him tickets to the breakfast/balloon launch in Provo. So he came and picked me and the boys up at 6am. After breakfast we went to my parents house which is a couple blocks from the Provo parade route. We walked to the parade where we sat with Scott and his family, and Shannon. I had to keep an eye on Ammon because he kept trying to run out and pet any horse that walked by!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SHJEhJCI3EI/AAAAAAAAAEc/LkdNpOZ8XWQ/s1600-h/4th+of+July+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220310254227086402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SHJEhJCI3EI/AAAAAAAAAEc/LkdNpOZ8XWQ/s320/4th+of+July+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220311735887898658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SHJF3YpmqCI/AAAAAAAAAEs/3Lq6xKBhP24/s320/4th+of+July+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SHJEg4b2ICI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-HdPcPhXWAM/s1600-h/4th+of+July+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220310249771507746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SHJEg4b2ICI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-HdPcPhXWAM/s320/4th+of+July+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday my dad's work had a party at Lagoon. So We spent all day at Lagoon with our cousins! It was fun, but Ammon wanted to do all the big scary roll a costers, that he was to short for. He was able to do a few "scary" ones that His cousin Cassie (who is tall enough to do most rides) wanted nothing to do with. And Jacob wasn't tall enough to hang out with the other kids so we stayed at kiddy land. And he hated being seperated from his brother! Silly me left the camera with my mom, but was able to capture just how exhusting the trip was! We walked in and I asked Ammon to go potty and get his PJ's on, then I went back to get stuff out of the car. When I came back Ammon had passed out in front of the toilet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220314524077700130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SHJIZrd2tCI/AAAAAAAAAE8/gG8RyyoJ-cs/s320/4th+of+July+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well my kids are "killing" each other (with fake guns), but usually that ends in a fist fight so I am off for the week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163861102735481698-1006419340099486894?l=jhgull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/feeds/1006419340099486894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163861102735481698&amp;postID=1006419340099486894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/1006419340099486894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/1006419340099486894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July'/><author><name>Gull Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520195531528470209</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://bp0.blogger.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SHJEhJCI3EI/AAAAAAAAAEc/LkdNpOZ8XWQ/s72-c/4th+of+July+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163861102735481698.post-7917025841907827664</id><published>2008-07-02T06:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T07:00:51.899-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You're My Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SGt5xqWhd0I/AAAAAAAAADs/ufR0u-2rjhE/s1600-h/S7301045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218398487328159554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SGt5xqWhd0I/AAAAAAAAADs/ufR0u-2rjhE/s320/S7301045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SGt5lyRjaPI/AAAAAAAAADc/XOdbMKLMqas/s1600-h/S7301046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218398283296368882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SGt5lyRjaPI/AAAAAAAAADc/XOdbMKLMqas/s320/S7301046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SGt5mU8xLxI/AAAAAAAAADk/O_NnobaGgHY/s1600-h/S7301045.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my Aunt Dorine and the boys on the train at the reunion.  I had Ammon sit on her lap on one of the hay rides and he feel in love with her! The rest of the night he held her hand and kept saying your my friend! Then of course Jacob didn't want to be left of the action. Thanks Dorine, I love the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163861102735481698-7917025841907827664?l=jhgull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/feeds/7917025841907827664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163861102735481698&amp;postID=7917025841907827664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/7917025841907827664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/7917025841907827664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/2008/07/youre-my-friend.html' title='You&apos;re My Friend'/><author><name>Gull Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520195531528470209</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://bp0.blogger.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SGt5xqWhd0I/AAAAAAAAADs/ufR0u-2rjhE/s72-c/S7301045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163861102735481698.post-326989902551010074</id><published>2008-06-30T09:30:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T10:24:34.319-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SGkIJ4hLEcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/VqRKJ5-w18Y/s1600-h/McDaniel+Reunion+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217710609168798146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SGkIJ4hLEcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/VqRKJ5-w18Y/s320/McDaniel+Reunion+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SGkIK7ZYg_I/AAAAAAAAAC8/omU-ld3DqHs/s1600-h/McDaniel+Reunion+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217710627121300466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SGkIK7ZYg_I/AAAAAAAAAC8/omU-ld3DqHs/s320/McDaniel+Reunion+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SGkILTawmpI/AAAAAAAAADE/qqeoCGz5eRw/s1600-h/McDaniel+Reunion+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217710633569524370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SGkILTawmpI/AAAAAAAAADE/qqeoCGz5eRw/s320/McDaniel+Reunion+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SGkILghxn_I/AAAAAAAAADM/X1nvQkBzM4I/s1600-h/McDaniel+Reunion+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217710637088612338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SGkILghxn_I/AAAAAAAAADM/X1nvQkBzM4I/s320/McDaniel+Reunion+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SGkIL3_ryJI/AAAAAAAAADU/8HsyJSTGp_8/s1600-h/McDaniel+Reunion+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217710643388074130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SGkIL3_ryJI/AAAAAAAAADU/8HsyJSTGp_8/s320/McDaniel+Reunion+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent the weekend in Heber at a McDaniel family reunion. It was a lot of fun, my grandfather's brother and sisters where here from Minnesota, and Oklahoma. It was fun to meet them and see some of the cousins that we haven't seen for a long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We went to Jordanelle on Saturday and played in the water, where Ammon was bit by a spider! By noon his eye was starting to swell. I gave him some Allergy medication. Then we went on a train ride. We stopped and had dinner and a hay ride. This was Ammon's favorite part, we had to ride it a couple times. I noticed that his eye was getting bigger so on the way back to the train station we decide to go the hospital, where we were instructed to give Benadryl and keep ice on it. By Sunday morning his eye was swollen shut! So we decided to pack up camp early! We gave him Benadryl and had him lay on ice packs for the rest of the day. Today he looks so much better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163861102735481698-326989902551010074?l=jhgull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/feeds/326989902551010074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163861102735481698&amp;postID=326989902551010074&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/326989902551010074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163861102735481698/posts/default/326989902551010074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhgull.blogspot.com/2008/06/family-reunion.html' title='Family Reunion'/><author><name>Gull Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520195531528470209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xj29VHzJ6Iw/SGkIJ4hLEcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/VqRKJ5-w18Y/s72-c/McDaniel+Reunion+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
