<?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-6780391786691653447</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:25:24.582-07:00</updated><category term='Shannon'/><category term='Ruth'/><category term='Brenda'/><category term='Martha'/><category term='Angie'/><category term='Bethany'/><category term='Misti'/><title type='text'>The Hansen House</title><subtitle type='html'>Families are the compass that guide us. They are the inspiration to reach great heights, and our comfort when we occasionally falter.

-Brad Henry-</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780391786691653447.post-575794885575978889</id><published>2009-09-08T19:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T09:01:17.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Glimpse.......</title><content type='html'>Our house is just like any other house.  Rough and rowdy with 2 boys and 1 crazy girl.  We have our fair share of temper tantrums, wrestling matches, fighting, hitting, complaining and the list goes on.  We definitely have The Good, The Bad and The Ugly!  But today I got a glimpse of the good (the REAL GOOD).  Now don't get me wrong, this has happened before and I'm sure it will happen again, but today I am especially grateful because I needed it.  I dropped Chase off at preschool and a friend volunteered to pick him up and then take him to her house for a play date for the rest of the afternoon.  At about 12:30 I received a call from her telling me that  Chase wasn't feeling well and that he had a fever.  I told her that I just had to wait for Carson to get home from school and then I would come and pick him up.  A few minutes later Carson came bursting through the door excited to have a short day (due to Parent-Teacher Conferences) and ready to play with friends.  I explained that we would have to go pick up Chase before he could do anything.  Needless to say he was disappointed that he would have to wait.  We got to her house and went in to pick up Chase and while I was chatting with her I looked towards the car and noticed Carson walking with his arm around Chase's shoulders.  What a sweet sight.  I got into the car and noticed Carson helping Chase buckle up and then he turned to Hayden and started playing with her.  The entire 15 minutes in the car was peaceful.  When we got home I laid Hayden down for her nap and came out to find Carson getting Chase a cold glass of water to help with his fever, he then got Chase some ice-chips to chew on.  All of this being done without my prodding.  After Chase was done with his ice I took him into his room for a nap.  Carson came with me and helped tuck Chase in and told him to sleep good.  When we left Chase's room Carson acted as though nothing were out of the ordinary and proceeded to make plans for the rest of his afternoon.  As a mom you look for those little moments when your children actually act like the people you know they are.  What a blessing it is when you actually get a glimpse into that really amazing side.  Just made me realize even more how much I love my kids and how grateful I am to be their mom.  Even though we'll still have the temper tantrums, hitting, complaining, etc......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-575794885575978889?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/575794885575978889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=575794885575978889' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/575794885575978889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/575794885575978889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2009/09/glimpse.html' title='A Glimpse.......'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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-6780391786691653447.post-7060161784331735972</id><published>2009-09-08T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T20:06:06.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quail Lake-Labor Day weekend.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SqV68gcnmTI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/VxGvBv7GrtA/s1600-h/Quail+Lake,+Summer+Program+Party,+Summer+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SqV68gcnmTI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/VxGvBv7GrtA/s400/Quail+Lake,+Summer+Program+Party,+Summer+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Having a four day weekend is wonderful, but it presents issues about how to keep the kids entertained.  Earlier on in the week I told Cody that we needed to plan something for Saturday.  We usually end up waiting until Saturday to talk about it and then we can't decide so this time we planned ahead.  We decided that we'd take the boat out to the Lake.  We called a couple of our friends and planned on leaving Saturday morning at 9.  We got to the lake and spent the day tubing, rafting, bbqing  and relaxing.  It was so fun to get away and the kids had a blast.  For lunch we bbq'd hotdogs and then spent a few more hours tubing.  We ended up heading home at about 4.  Thanks Afualo and Sandberg families, we had a blast.  We should try to be social more often!&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-7060161784331735972?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/7060161784331735972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=7060161784331735972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/7060161784331735972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/7060161784331735972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2009/09/quail-lake-labor-day-weekend.html' title='Quail Lake-Labor Day weekend.....'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SqV68gcnmTI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/VxGvBv7GrtA/s72-c/Quail+Lake,+Summer+Program+Party,+Summer+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780391786691653447.post-6621736018396197213</id><published>2009-09-08T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T19:47:54.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sUmMer ProGrAm paRtY 2o09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SqVrOk6vNlI/AAAAAAAAAQs/RTsFw--xsaM/s1600-h/Quail+Lake,+Summer+Program+Party,+Summer+20092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SqVrOk6vNlI/AAAAAAAAAQs/RTsFw--xsaM/s400/Quail+Lake,+Summer+Program+Party,+Summer+20092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;After a long and busy summer we calculated each of the boys points to see if they had accomplished enough goals and earned enough points for their Summer Program Party.  Both boys had earned their required points.  Chase with 100 points and Carson with well over his goal of 150 points.  We had homemade pizza (made by Dad-wish I had a picture of him tossing it in the air), played Buckaroo-Junkyard Jalopy-and Hayden's favorite Hungry Hungry Hippos.  We gave each boy their certificate and a little toy and finished off the night with hot fudge sundaes with lots of toppings.  We are so proud of you guys for reaching your goals.  Can't wait until next summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of the things Carson accomplished: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Read stories to Hayden                                           &lt;br /&gt;-Bore his testimony                                                   &lt;br /&gt;-Read articles out of the Friend                               &lt;br /&gt;-Vacuumed the Explorer                                          &lt;br /&gt;-Memorized a scripture                                            &lt;br /&gt;-Brushed teeth morning and night for 2 weeks     &lt;br /&gt;-Hit a home run&lt;br /&gt;-Played catch with someone everyday for 1 week&lt;br /&gt;-Read 400 pages of approved books&lt;br /&gt;-Watered the flowers and the garden&lt;br /&gt;-Did 3 secret good turns&lt;br /&gt;-Sat reverently in Sacrament meeting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A few of the things Chase accomplished:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Learned to count to 25&lt;br /&gt;-Brushed teeth morning and night for 2 weeks&lt;br /&gt;-Learned to like a new vegetable (squash and cucumbers)&lt;br /&gt;-Went 1 whole day without going to timeout&lt;br /&gt;-Went to Primary without crying&lt;br /&gt;-Sat reverently in Sacrament meeting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Some of these things they did more than once along with a few other things to earn their points)&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-6621736018396197213?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/6621736018396197213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=6621736018396197213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/6621736018396197213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/6621736018396197213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2009/09/summer-program-party-2o09.html' title='sUmMer ProGrAm paRtY 2o09'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SqVrOk6vNlI/AAAAAAAAAQs/RTsFw--xsaM/s72-c/Quail+Lake,+Summer+Program+Party,+Summer+20092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780391786691653447.post-4335279287431733471</id><published>2009-05-30T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T07:17:06.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carmel Junction.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SiIQyApEZAI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ktVUGkGKhxM/s1600-h/Carmel+Junction+May+30th,+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SiIQyApEZAI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ktVUGkGKhxM/s400/Carmel+Junction+May+30th,+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, it was time for another trip to Carmel Junction.  We got babysitters for the day and headed out for a fun day 4-wheeling.  This time it was a small group that went, just Cody and I, Mom &amp;amp; Dad and Lisa &amp;amp; Jeremy.  What a fun day and a nice break from the kids who were happily at home playing with their cousins.  Some of the more memorable moments were:  Dads funny Bang-Bang story,  Love letters in the sand, Cody running to beat the timer (twice), bees following me and only me, Lisa's face as Jeremy flew through the water, Cody's lovely portrait pose,   Mom's comic story (Sweaty-Pie &amp;amp; Angle Face), Ice-cream from the dairy (what's in that ice-cream?), Jeremy going all day long with a cut finger that ended up with 7 stitches.  All in all it was a great trip.  We came home exhausted, but happy.  And the kids had a good day too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-4335279287431733471?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/4335279287431733471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=4335279287431733471' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/4335279287431733471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/4335279287431733471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2009/05/carmel-junction.html' title='Carmel Junction.....'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SiIQyApEZAI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ktVUGkGKhxM/s72-c/Carmel+Junction+May+30th,+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780391786691653447.post-3710327248414520992</id><published>2009-05-28T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T17:38:00.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Program 2009</title><content type='html'>So we kicked off our &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st Annual-Hansen Family Summer Program&lt;/span&gt; a couple of weeks ago at FHE.  This is something that my mom did with us when we were kids, and it was something I wanted to continue with my own family.  Since we aren't moving back to our house for about a month we are definitely going to have to work hard at keeping the boys busy! Both of the boys have a list of things that they can do this summer that will earn them points.  (This helps when they come to you and say they are bored.)  We set a goal for each of them and if they earn these points Mom and Dad will have a Summer Program Party to celebrate at the end of summer.   Both of the boys were anxious to start and they are both doing 1 or 2 things from their list everyday.  Hopefully this will help us keep busy this summer.   And hopefully they will both reach their goals so that we can have a super-fun Summer Program surprise party!  Good Luck Boys!  Maybe this will help you keep your kids busy this summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-3710327248414520992?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/3710327248414520992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=3710327248414520992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/3710327248414520992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/3710327248414520992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer-program-2009.html' title='Summer Program 2009'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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-6780391786691653447.post-539064937211042433</id><published>2009-05-27T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T19:39:43.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer!  What do we do now?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/Sh3bhLdTG-I/AAAAAAAAAP8/0_LjLY_goKw/s1600-h/DSCN0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/Sh3bhLdTG-I/AAAAAAAAAP8/0_LjLY_goKw/s400/DSCN0034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/Sh3bheSN7SI/AAAAAAAAAQE/iSGavglHBgs/s1600-h/DSCN0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/Sh3bheSN7SI/AAAAAAAAAQE/iSGavglHBgs/s400/DSCN0035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;I have been so excited for summer to come, but now that it is here I am a little bit worried that I'm not going to be able to entertain my kids.  We don't move back to our house for about a month so we definitely are going to have to think hard.  Today we built a hut and that seemed to keep us busy for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch and naps we headed up to the Rec Center.  Aunt Lisa was supposed to join us, but she couldn't make it.  The kids had fun swimming and eating the snacks that we brought.  Mom even took Chase down the Hydro-tube (I'm sure that was a sight!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/Sh3bhRz3YSI/AAAAAAAAAQM/yZXeQiz-v4E/s1600-h/pool+May+27th+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/Sh3bhRz3YSI/AAAAAAAAAQM/yZXeQiz-v4E/s400/pool+May+27th+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We spent the last hour playing on the splash pad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/Sh3bhvxAMeI/AAAAAAAAAQU/VIuJzM804IU/s1600-h/pool+May+27th+20091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/Sh3bhvxAMeI/AAAAAAAAAQU/VIuJzM804IU/s400/pool+May+27th+20091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma even came up with a list of things to do, here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Work on Summer Program&lt;br /&gt;-Throw pitches at the wall and catch them&lt;br /&gt;-Pull 50 weeds in the garden&lt;br /&gt;-Pick up the rocks in the lawn&lt;br /&gt;-Find a worm&lt;br /&gt;-Bird watching&lt;br /&gt;-Play trains&lt;br /&gt;-Learn something new out of the Encyclopedia&lt;br /&gt;-Count to 100 by 1's, 2's, 5's and 10's&lt;br /&gt;-Burp the ABC's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, 1 day down!  How many to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-539064937211042433?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/539064937211042433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=539064937211042433' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/539064937211042433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/539064937211042433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer-what-do-we-do-now.html' title='Summer!  What do we do now?'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/Sh3bhLdTG-I/AAAAAAAAAP8/0_LjLY_goKw/s72-c/DSCN0034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780391786691653447.post-2408452562629554706</id><published>2009-05-17T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T08:04:18.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carson, Carson, Carson......</title><content type='html'>"You know, The Fourth of July isn't just about fireworks.  It is also the day we celebrate when they wrote the Doctrine in Covenants!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Mother's Day one of the things Carson gave me was a coupon for a free day of babysitting Hayden.  I told him how excited I was to use it.  He then explained that it expired today and that I wouldn't really be able to use it today since Dad was already home to watch Hayden.  Well, I guess it's the thought that counts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-2408452562629554706?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/2408452562629554706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=2408452562629554706' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/2408452562629554706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/2408452562629554706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2009/05/carson-carson-carson.html' title='Carson, Carson, Carson......'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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-6780391786691653447.post-3511663170892342728</id><published>2009-05-16T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T09:39:50.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hayden's 1st Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;Hayden turned 1 on March 15th, 2009.  We enjoyed having family over to celebrate with us.  Both of the boys had birthday badges on their 1st birthdays so we decided that Hayden needed one too and couldn't help but put her in a crown.  Surprisingly she kept it on for the entire party including her bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/Sg7n6-ryB0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/63r31avN4Sk/s1600-h/Valley+of+Fire,+Carson+and+Hayden+Birthday1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/Sg7n6-ryB0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/63r31avN4Sk/s400/Valley+of+Fire,+Carson+and+Hayden+Birthday1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed taco salads for dinner and then Hayden "Dug in" to her flower cake.  To "Unsticky" her we stuck her in the bath after she was done.  She loved her flower cake and everyone else loved the flower cupcakes.  (On March 7th-Hayden got her first two teeth, just in time to enjoy her birthday cake)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/Sg7n63tAa0I/AAAAAAAAAPE/q33loono4FM/s1600-h/Valley+of+Fire,+Carson+and+Hayden+Birthday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/Sg7n63tAa0I/AAAAAAAAAPE/q33loono4FM/s400/Valley+of+Fire,+Carson+and+Hayden+Birthday2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayden posing in her crown.  What a little princess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/Sg7n7Mn7cUI/AAAAAAAAAPM/AEMN6CVKXao/s1600-h/Valley+of+Fire,+Carson+and+Hayden+Birthday3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/Sg7n7Mn7cUI/AAAAAAAAAPM/AEMN6CVKXao/s400/Valley+of+Fire,+Carson+and+Hayden+Birthday3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Present time proved to be quite an adventure.  She loved playing with the wrapping paper and tissue paper.  She loved her new &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;trike &lt;/span&gt;from Mom and Dad, her new &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;bumble-bee pillow&lt;/span&gt; from Papa and Grandma, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;new clothes&lt;/span&gt; from Grandma and Grandpa Jackson, and her new &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;ball &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;EXTRA BIG SUCKER&lt;/span&gt; from Aunt Lisa and Uncle Jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/Sg7n7CTkshI/AAAAAAAAAPU/r7OhKd8t_t8/s1600-h/Valley+of+Fire,+Carson+and+Hayden+Birthday4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/Sg7n7CTkshI/AAAAAAAAAPU/r7OhKd8t_t8/s400/Valley+of+Fire,+Carson+and+Hayden+Birthday4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time spending the day with family.  Dinner was Yummy and the company was even better. Hayden must have realized it was a big day because she decided to take her first steps today.  She is growing up so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-3511663170892342728?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/3511663170892342728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=3511663170892342728' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/3511663170892342728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/3511663170892342728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2009/05/haydens-1st-birthday.html' title='Hayden&apos;s 1st Birthday!'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/Sg7n6-ryB0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/63r31avN4Sk/s72-c/Valley+of+Fire,+Carson+and+Hayden+Birthday1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780391786691653447.post-6960920085337363919</id><published>2009-05-06T12:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T13:02:37.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Catch Up!</title><content type='html'>Wow, time has flown by.  I can't believe it is May.  March and April were really crazy months for us.  Between birthdays, Spring Break, Camping trips and much more, I really haven't had a chance to sit down and blog.  So over the next few days I will be playing catch-up.  Sorry for all of the old stuff, you will just have to forgive me.  I will try to get us current as soon as possible, but for now you will just have to step back in time a few months as we try to get caught up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-6960920085337363919?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/6960920085337363919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=6960920085337363919' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/6960920085337363919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/6960920085337363919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2009/05/playing-catch-up.html' title='Playing Catch Up!'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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-6780391786691653447.post-7605503375194144036</id><published>2009-03-14T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T09:29:38.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 7th Birthday Carson!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SeS7mU1VJKI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Oz3P9z66Yjg/s1600-h/Collages.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SeS7mU1VJKI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Oz3P9z66Yjg/s400/Collages.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carson turned 7 on March 13th, 2009 and there was lots of celebration. We took treats (Ding-Dongs, his favorite) into his class. When we got there they sang to him while he passed out them out. When we got home from school his present was sitting out in the front yard. He looked out the window and noticed a new bike on the lawn. He was really excited and took it for a ride immediately. After we put Chase down for a nap Cody, Carson and I decided to take a quick bike ride down to visit Papa at work. It gave Carson a chance to try out his new wheels. We got home just in time to get ready for Carson's birthday party. We drove up to the Rec Center to wait for everyone to show up. When everyone got there we walked over to a big grassy field where we enjoyed cake and opening presents. The kids started playing a game of tag so we didn't rush to go swimming. When they were done with tag we gathered everyone up and went to the Rec Center to let them swim for a couple of hours. The kids all had a great time swimming, splashing, making a whirlpool, and going down the hydro-tube with Cody. After all the parents picked there kids up we headed for home, tired but happy. Carson and his cousins decided it was a good idea to go and visit a few of the neighbors to inform them that it was his birthday. One neighbor (Tom) gave Carson a pack of gum and another neighbor (Tractor Bob) gave Carson, Chase, Shyanne and Sierra a Tractor ride around the neighborhood. Boy, were they excited. I guess it pays off to inform people that it's your birthday. We finished off the night with Carson's favorite dinner Homemade Macaroni and Cheese.  On Hayden's birthday a couple of days later Carson got his Light Saber cake.  It was my first attempt at using fondant.  What a fun experiment and even though it didn't turn out quite like I had pictured Carson was really happy with it.               Can't believe you're 7 Carson. We love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who came:&lt;br /&gt;Carson, Chase, Hayden, Mom, Dad, Aunt Lisa, Shyanne, Sierra,&lt;br /&gt;Tate, Grandma Jackson, Taina, Logan, JT, Carter, Jack, Nui, Parker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 THINGS WE LOVE ABOUT CARSON:&lt;br /&gt;-Your honesty&lt;br /&gt;-Your concern for others&lt;br /&gt;-Your love of learning&lt;br /&gt;-How hard you try to do your best&lt;br /&gt;-What a good brother you are to Hayden and Chase&lt;br /&gt;-Your quiet reverence (Dad's description of you, which I totally agree with)&lt;br /&gt;-All of the notes, pictures, and flowers you give us.&lt;br /&gt;What a blessing you are to our family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-7605503375194144036?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/7605503375194144036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=7605503375194144036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/7605503375194144036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/7605503375194144036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-7th-birthday-carson.html' title='Happy 7th Birthday Carson!'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SeS7mU1VJKI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Oz3P9z66Yjg/s72-c/Collages.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780391786691653447.post-8633365586189737489</id><published>2009-03-12T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T09:28:43.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Science Fair 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SeSr5QA4D7I/AAAAAAAAAOg/arRdq7qvEs4/s1600-h/Valley+of+Fire,+Carson+and+Hayden+Birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SeSr5QA4D7I/AAAAAAAAAOg/arRdq7qvEs4/s400/Valley+of+Fire,+Carson+and+Hayden+Birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Science Fair March 12th, 2009&lt;br /&gt;DOES THE DESIGN OF A PAPER AIRPLANE AFFECT HOW IT FLIES? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carson really wanted to enter the Science Fair this year. Although it was extra work for us it was a good thing for him to participate in. Cody and Carson made 3 different types of airplanes and then we spent one afternoon at the park and in the gym at the church test flying them. Dad and Carson flew the airplanes and measured how far they went, Mom recorded all the data, and Chase ran around as usual. We stayed up really late one night finishing everything and then a couple of days later he spent the school day standing by his project. The next day we picked Carson up from school and he was so excited because he won 3rd place. On the way home from school he called all of his Grandmas and Grandpas and told them the good news.  He took his ribbon everywhere we went for a couple of days. Good job Carson, we are so proud of you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-8633365586189737489?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/8633365586189737489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=8633365586189737489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/8633365586189737489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/8633365586189737489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2009/04/science-fair-2009.html' title='Science Fair 2009'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SeSr5QA4D7I/AAAAAAAAAOg/arRdq7qvEs4/s72-c/Valley+of+Fire,+Carson+and+Hayden+Birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780391786691653447.post-5538041903034819714</id><published>2009-03-09T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T15:30:36.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glenn Beck-We Surround Them!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Just something Cody and I are really interested in.  We won't be watching this live because it's Carson's b-day, but we will be DVR-ing it.  We sent in our photo and we are really excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;We Surround Them-The Unveiling  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;March 13th on FOX News 5pm ET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Do you watch the direction that America is being taken in and feel powerless to stop it? Do you believe that your voice isn’t loud enough to be heard above the noise anymore? Do you read the headlines everyday and feel an empty pit in your stomach…as if you’re completely alone? If so, then you’ve fallen for the Wizard of Oz lie. While the voices you hear in the distance may sound intimidating, as if they surround us from all sides—the reality is very different. Once you pull the curtain away you realize that there are only a few people pressing the buttons, and their voices are weak. The truth is that they don’t surround us at all.&lt;br /&gt;We surround them. So, how do we show America what’s really behind the curtain? Below are nine simple principles. If you believe in at least seven of them, then we have something in common. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12 Values&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Honesty&lt;br /&gt;Reverence&lt;br /&gt;Hope&lt;br /&gt;Thrift&lt;br /&gt;Humility&lt;br /&gt;Charity&lt;br /&gt;Sincerity&lt;br /&gt;Moderation&lt;br /&gt;Hard Work&lt;br /&gt;Courage&lt;br /&gt;Personal Responsibility&lt;br /&gt;Friendship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Nine Principles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. America is good.&lt;br /&gt;2. I believe in God and He is the Center of my Life.&lt;br /&gt;3. I must always try to be a more honest person than I was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;4. The family is sacred. My spouse and I are the ultimate authority, not the government.&lt;br /&gt;5. If you break the law you pay the penalty. Justice is blind and no one is above it.&lt;br /&gt;6. I have a right to life, liberty and pursuit of happiness, but there is no guarantee of equal results.&lt;br /&gt;7. I work hard for what I have and I will share it with who I want to. Government cannot force me to be charitable.&lt;br /&gt;8. It is not un-American for me to disagree with authority or to share my personal opinion.&lt;br /&gt;9. The government works for me. I do not answer to them, they answer to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Are Not Alone If you agree with at least seven of those principles, then you are not alone. Please send a digital version of your picture to: &lt;a href="mailto:wesurroundthem@foxnews.com"&gt;wesurroundthem@foxnews.com&lt;/a&gt; and then stay tuned to the radio and television shows over the coming weeks to see how we intend to pull back the curtain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-5538041903034819714?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/5538041903034819714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=5538041903034819714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/5538041903034819714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/5538041903034819714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2009/03/glenn-beck-we-surround-them.html' title='Glenn Beck-We Surround Them!'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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-6780391786691653447.post-4651820360329680906</id><published>2009-03-06T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T08:24:48.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smart Start Soccer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SbFMlqhmFsI/AAAAAAAAAOY/QxtqldJniXk/s1600-h/Carson+tooth-Chase+Soccer1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SbFMlqhmFsI/AAAAAAAAAOY/QxtqldJniXk/s400/Carson+tooth-Chase+Soccer1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;"I am a really good soccer guy!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;-Chase Hansen-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Chase has been doing Smart Start Soccer for the month of February.  Honestly he is such a goofball.  We spend the majority of our time trying to get him to stop standing on his head.  Last week his coach explained the drill and then asked if there were any questions.  Chase raised his hand and then proceeded to tell everyone, "When I go poop in the toilet I get Loopy Loco!"  Nice Chase.  Chase seems to have a way of making us laugh.  He is such a sweetie and although he might not be the next Pele, we'll still keep trying.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-4651820360329680906?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/4651820360329680906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=4651820360329680906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/4651820360329680906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/4651820360329680906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2009/03/smart-start-soccer.html' title='Smart Start Soccer'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SbFMlqhmFsI/AAAAAAAAAOY/QxtqldJniXk/s72-c/Carson+tooth-Chase+Soccer1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780391786691653447.post-4384227557359352229</id><published>2009-03-06T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T08:35:56.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Grandpa Hansen!</title><content type='html'>Well, just thought we'd take a minute to wish Grandpa Hansen a Happy Birthday!  The kids got to talk to him this morning and Chase asked Grandpa if he was going to have a Bounce House at his birthday.  We just wanted to wish you a Happy Birthday and tell you we love you.  Things we admire about Grandpa Hansen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-He is a hard worker&lt;br /&gt;-He serves in the church faithfully&lt;br /&gt;-He instilled in Cody the love of outdoors&lt;br /&gt;-He always has a smile on his face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you have a great day Grandpa Hansen, don't get to crazy in that bounce house!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-4384227557359352229?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/4384227557359352229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=4384227557359352229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/4384227557359352229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/4384227557359352229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-grandpa-hansen.html' title='Happy Birthday Grandpa Hansen!'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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-6780391786691653447.post-959237354078762063</id><published>2009-02-16T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T21:06:33.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does The Incredible Hulk eat waffles naked???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wish you could see the pictures to go along with this, but you'll just have to imagine it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase is going through an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Incredible Hulk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; phase and he has it in his head that when the &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Incredible Hulk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; turns into the &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Incredible Hulk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, he's naked. We have tried to explain to him that he is still wearing shorts, but Chase doesn't believe us. Several times during the last week Chase has come running into the the room stark naked and flexing his muscles claiming to be the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Incredible Hulk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. This morning while we were eating waffles Chase went into the other room and came back a few minutes later&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"In Character."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; He took a few bites of waffles, flexed and then ran out the front door. He hopped on his big wheel and headed for the neighbors buck naked. What a sight!  I sometimes wonder what people think when they drive by and see my naked son running around!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-959237354078762063?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/959237354078762063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=959237354078762063' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/959237354078762063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/959237354078762063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2009/02/does-incredible-hulk-eat-waffles-naked.html' title='Does The Incredible Hulk eat waffles naked???'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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-6780391786691653447.post-7632618148957316125</id><published>2009-02-16T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T08:25:48.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's FINALLY out.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SZmTIYmhQnI/AAAAAAAAANQ/OSjovZEhzYI/s1600-h/PDR_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SZmTIYmhQnI/AAAAAAAAANQ/OSjovZEhzYI/s400/PDR_0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SZmTIaNAD-I/AAAAAAAAANY/jyGlBsQWH7M/s1600-h/PDR_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SZmTIaNAD-I/AAAAAAAAANY/jyGlBsQWH7M/s400/PDR_0019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SZmTIm_1yaI/AAAAAAAAANg/RRxoceduuzI/s1600-h/PDR_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SZmTIm_1yaI/AAAAAAAAANg/RRxoceduuzI/s400/PDR_0018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Carson's tooth finally came out. It actually happened February 7th, but I haven't had a chance to blog.&lt;br /&gt;HOW IT HAPPENED:&lt;br /&gt;Carson and I were sitting in the kitchen. He came over and asked me to look at his tooth. I did and realized that it pretty much could come out any time. I told him that he should just pull it out, but didn't think he actually would. A few seconds later he yelled "It's out!" I ran over to take a look and sure enough he was holding his tooth. After calling Dad at work he spent the day patiently waiting for bedtime to come. This was one night where there was no argument about going to bed. That night he received a visit from the Tooth Fairy. She even left Fairy Dust all over his bed. Which made for a really glittery trip to church the next day. Congratulations Carson! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-7632618148957316125?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/7632618148957316125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=7632618148957316125' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/7632618148957316125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/7632618148957316125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-finally-out.html' title='It&apos;s FINALLY out.....'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SZmTIYmhQnI/AAAAAAAAANQ/OSjovZEhzYI/s72-c/PDR_0020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780391786691653447.post-7716369383914587579</id><published>2009-02-02T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T11:02:00.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 Days of Valentines!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I know I have already posted today, but I thought it would be good to get some input.  I am doing &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;14 Days of Valentines&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for Cody.  I have done this for him before, but this year we opted not to purchase gifts for each other.  So I am focusing my daily surprises on a service.  Yesterday (Day 1)  I ironed his shirt for him.  Today (Day 2) it will be a back rub or a foot rub since he worked a really long weekend.  Tomorrow (day 3) I will let him sleep in.  Any ideas?  Let me know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-7716369383914587579?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/7716369383914587579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=7716369383914587579' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/7716369383914587579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/7716369383914587579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2009/02/14-days-of-valentines.html' title='14 Days of Valentines!'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780391786691653447.post-332040597122773209</id><published>2009-02-02T09:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T09:56:57.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids say the darndest things....</title><content type='html'>Well, one of these days I am going to finish all of my December/Christmas posts, but for now I don't want to forget a few things that my kids have said.  I have been sick all weekend with the flu and Cody had one of his long weekends so the kids have been cooped up in the house for two days.  Last night we were all about to drive each other crazy so my Mom had the idea of taking the kids for a ride so they could get out of the house.  We loaded everyone up and headed over to Walgreens to take a treat to Cody.  After we spent a few minutes with him and the kids all got their "Dad Fix"  we drove down by the temple so we could count it as our church. (I know it's a stretch, but we were all sick so we didn't make it to church.)  As we drove by the Visitor's Center the kids both looked in at the statue of Jesus Christ and Chase asked us who that was.  Carson then explained that it was Samuel the Lamanite, at which point my Mom quickly turned the car around and told the boys to take another look.  Carson then realized that he had made a mistake and figured out that it was Jesus.  Just then Carson remembered where Samuel the Lamanite was.   "He's that&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;gold&lt;/span&gt; statue on top of all the temples!"  Chase quickly jumped in and emphatically agreed with Carson.  We tried to tell them that it was actually &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Angel Moroni&lt;/span&gt;, but they didn't believe us.  I am not sure where they came up with this, but they were adamant that they were  right and we the unknowing adults were wrong.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One morning at breakfast.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase  "I want a mustache!"&lt;br /&gt;Me  "Oh really?"&lt;br /&gt;Chase  "Yes, when my face grows up, I am going to have a mustache!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayden's Milestones:&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Day:  Pulled herself up into a standing position&lt;br /&gt;January 23rd:  Started clapping&lt;br /&gt;January 28th:  Starting to finally get teeth.  Finally! &lt;br /&gt;                           They haven't broken through yet, but almost.&lt;br /&gt;February 1st:  Let go of the couch while standing and stood for about five seconds and then&lt;br /&gt;                           lowered herself to the ground.  Stared at mom for awhile and wondered why&lt;br /&gt;                           she got so excited. &lt;br /&gt;Hayden's Words:  Mama, Mommy, Papa, Dada, Baba (bye-bye), Told me Na Na the other day&lt;br /&gt;                                after I had told her No No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carson is almost seven and hasn't lost a tooth yet.  He's tried to convince us that he has had several loose teeth, but after checking we haven't quite agreed.  Then a couple of weeks ago I looked in his mouth and noticed that he had a new tooth growing in behind his baby teeth.  I felt the tooth in front of it and sure enough it was loose.  Here we are a few weeks later and it hasn't fallen out.  Carson is patiently waiting for the day that he will finally get a visit from the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tooth Fairy&lt;/span&gt;.  I asked him the other day how much money he thought the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tooth Fairy&lt;/span&gt; gives for a first tooth.  He thought a minute and said "I think maybe a quarter!  Well, maybe 2 quarters since it's your first tooth."  Whew!  I guess he hasn't heard of inflation.  I think I got a quarter from the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tooth Fairy&lt;/span&gt; and that was over 20 years ago.  I really thought he was going to say a couple of dollars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-332040597122773209?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/332040597122773209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=332040597122773209' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/332040597122773209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/332040597122773209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2009/02/kids-say-darndest-things.html' title='Kids say the darndest things....'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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-6780391786691653447.post-2049010547260415706</id><published>2009-01-06T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T16:54:25.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Sue-Mama!</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to wish my mom a Happy Birthday! (Shhhhh she's 59) I feel so lucky to have her as my mom. What a blessing she is to me and my family. These are some of the things that I love about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Complete patience with my children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Gives good advice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Has always been supportive of whatever I have done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(never missed any of my games, concerts, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-They way she taught me to be thrifty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-How hard she works&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Our total agreement about the use or non-use of Ziplocs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-How much she loves my Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Her testimony of the gospel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Her example of serving our Heavenly Father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Her Canasta skills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you mom and I know I can speak for Cody and the kids and say that they love you to. We are so grateful for all that you do for our family. Hope you have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-2049010547260415706?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/2049010547260415706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=2049010547260415706' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/2049010547260415706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/2049010547260415706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-sue-mama.html' title='Happy Birthday Sue-Mama!'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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-6780391786691653447.post-3873663011940069249</id><published>2008-12-16T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T14:55:43.159-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ruth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bethany'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brenda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shannon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angie'/><title type='text'>Tagged by Suz!</title><content type='html'>1. Link your tagger(&lt;a href="http://http//suzpapa.blogspot.com/"&gt;Suz&lt;/a&gt;) and list these rules on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Share 7 facts about yourself on your blog, some random, some weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Tag 7 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Let them know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I wash plastic silverware. Much to my Husband's dismay. I can't help it, throwing away a piece of silverware that can be used again seems like such a waste to me. I know this defeats the purpose of the ease of plastic silverware, but what can I say, I am my mother's daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I match my hangers to my clothes. I know this sounds weird but I can't help it. For some reason it bothers me to see a hanger that doesn't match the shirt that it is holding. Cody has never been able to understand this quirky little thing about me. This problem has eased up a little by only purchasing white hangers. White matches just about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I love popcorn. I really really do. When I was younger my Dad would make it for me every Sunday and I used to make it almost everyday after school. The other day Suzanne called me and told me that she had some connections and could get me a big bag of movie popcorn. Yummy! So she brought it over and it literally was in a huge garbage sack. My kind of snack. Add a pepsi and I am set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I don't know how to do hair. I am seriously in need of help. I feel so bad for Hayden. I have tried to do my nieces hair and it is impossible. When I helped watch Averi about a month ago, she got totally annoyed with me. She finally said "Even I can do a ponytail!" Maybe Hayden's hair won't grow or she'll go bald then we'll be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I love to read. I guess you could call me a nerd or a bookworm. I can start a book and finish it in one day, not because I read all day but because I read pretty fast. I love almost any kind of book and I am always searching for the next thing to read. The trouble now is finding the time to sit down and do it. This is one thing that I truly want to pass on to my children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I crave volleyball. I know that you're thinking "Crave" might be the wrong word to use, but I really do. I would play everyday if I had the opportunity. If I go for long periods of time without it I feel like I am having withdrawals. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I love to sing. As I get older it seems there aren't as many opportunities to sing, but every chance I get I try to take it. I remember singing the National Anthem at a basketball/volleyball (?) game (remember girls), singing for the Jubilee of Trees, singing at the State Fair and messing up, singing in church, and singing at my friend Michelle's wedding. So fun! I love that I have this talent and although I'm not Kelly Clarkson (Sorry Cody) I still love to sing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-3873663011940069249?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/3873663011940069249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=3873663011940069249' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/3873663011940069249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/3873663011940069249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2008/12/tagged-by-suz.html' title='Tagged by Suz!'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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-6780391786691653447.post-6327448513089385516</id><published>2008-12-16T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T16:32:13.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you SEE what I SEE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SUhHuQoiNnI/AAAAAAAAAMI/LLP34Qw0Wio/s1600-h/Carson+Glasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SUhHuQoiNnI/AAAAAAAAAMI/LLP34Qw0Wio/s320/Carson+Glasses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a month ago Carson came home from school and told me that he had failed a test. No not a math, spelling, or science test. A vision test. My first thought was "Yeah Right! " I know that I should have believed him since he is one of the most honest people that I know, but Carson has been wanting glasses for a few months. He thinks they are cool. So of course I was a little skeptical. I let it go for a couple of days until I ran into a friend of mine at a school carnival. Apparently she was the one who had given him the vision test and she said that he really didn't do very well. Okay, Okay so he is really good at faking blindness. A couple of days later after thinking about it I decided to go ahead and schedule an appointment with our Eye Doctor. He would be able to sort this out and explain to Carson that he didn't need glasses right? The day of the appointment arrived and I took Carson to the Dr. While I filled out the paperwork, they took Carson back to do a couple of tests. Then we both headed back to the exam room to see Dr. Miller. Dr. Miller came in and I explained that I really didn't think Carson needed glasses, but wanted to make sure. The testing began. Wait a minute, is that an S or a C? O or a D? ECOTSL.......... From where I was standing, Carson wasn't doing very well. I know that he knows his letters, I mean he is reading chapter books. Maybe it's okay to miss a few! I don't know! Dr. Miller checked a couple more things and then the lights came back on. This was the moment for the truth to be reveled. "Looks like someone needs glasses." Are you sure? "Definitely some near-sightedness." Wow, he really can't see! I guess I should have realized it, considering I am pretty much blind myself (-8 in both eyes). I started wearing &lt;strong&gt;THICK&lt;/strong&gt; and I mean &lt;strong&gt;THICK &lt;/strong&gt;glasses (Thanks Mom) when I was little and I was wearing hard contacts by the fifth grade. Of course Carson was totally excited. And although we didn't agree on the glasses he chose, I still think he looks great and it's great that he can see. It's always good to see! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-6327448513089385516?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/6327448513089385516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=6327448513089385516' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/6327448513089385516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/6327448513089385516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2008/12/do-you-see-what-i-see.html' title='Do you SEE what I SEE?'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SUhHuQoiNnI/AAAAAAAAAMI/LLP34Qw0Wio/s72-c/Carson+Glasses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780391786691653447.post-1689283354125324942</id><published>2008-12-16T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T18:46:52.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Generation to the next....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SUg-656NjUI/AAAAAAAAAMA/k2mZDS_r7Gk/s1600-h/Red+Cliffs+Hiking+November+29th,+2008Glenn+Beck+December+6th,+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SUg-656NjUI/AAAAAAAAAMA/k2mZDS_r7Gk/s320/Red+Cliffs+Hiking+November+29th,+2008Glenn+Beck+December+6th,+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;So the Saturday after Thanksgiving, we were feeling a little bit cooped up. We decided that the boys needed to get out of the house. We wanted to hike, but we didn't want to go too far since we needed to get back and help my Dad put up Christmas lights. We decided to put Hayden down for a nap and head up to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SugarLoaf&lt;/span&gt; (The &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Red Hill&lt;/span&gt; with the &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;DIXIE &lt;/span&gt;on it). I remember my Mom taking us up there when I was little. I also remember bumper-jumping and night repelling off the D (not me-way to afraid of heights) when I was in High school. Who was in the car with us when we got chased? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;The boys had a great time climbing and exploring and this time around I was the mom so I had a great time worrying that they were going to fall. It was a nice little adventure out of the house. Aren't we lucky to live close to such beautiful places. Crazy to be getting older and to take my kids somewhere that I went as a little kid.  It was kind of surreal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-1689283354125324942?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/1689283354125324942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=1689283354125324942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/1689283354125324942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/1689283354125324942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-generation-to-next.html' title='One Generation to the next....'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SUg-656NjUI/AAAAAAAAAMA/k2mZDS_r7Gk/s72-c/Red+Cliffs+Hiking+November+29th,+2008Glenn+Beck+December+6th,+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780391786691653447.post-4211276003774694912</id><published>2008-12-07T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:27:30.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 33rd Birthday Cody!</title><content type='html'>I took Cody to SLC this weekend to see Glenn Beck's show "The Christmas Sweater" for his birthday. Since we were gone I didn't have a chance to write anything about Cody for his birthday. I have seen other people do this on their blogs and I thought that it was a great idea and it also gives me a chance to write about some of the things that I truly love about my hubby. So here it goes, 33 things that I love about Cody in no particular order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I LOVE........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Your patience for me. And boy do you need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The way you never expects anything from me. That sounds weird, but you truly think that everything I do is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your sunglasses. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BACK TO 1989&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! I can't help it babe, I think you look hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You're an amazing father. Whether it's wrestling, playing trains or working in the yard, you will almost always find one of his boys with him. He loves our children so much and they know it. As I am sitting here typing this he is making capes for the boys out of towels. What a great guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You're sense of humor. You can always make me laugh which is a good thing unless I want to be mad at you. We can always find something to laugh about late at night and although most people would think we were dorks, for some reason we both think we are hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You are hardworking. One of the things that really attracted me to you was how hard you worked. You were always so focused on what you wanted to be and you worked really hard to accomplish it. Now that Cody is done with school, he works so hard to support our family. My mom and I always say that we know that if our husbands had to they would go work at McDonald's to make sure that we were taken care. I truly believe that is true, Cody is always concerned about our welfare. I know that I never have to worry about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Your willingness to serve. Cody came home from the priesthood session in October and I asked him what he learned. He said "We need to serve!" And he does. He is so willing to serve our Father in Heaven and I love that my boys get to see that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You honor your priesthood. Thanks for always being willing to give me and our children blessings and for being worthy to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Your soft spot for Hayden. Cody has completely fallen for Hayden. How lucky she is to have him as her Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Your dedication to us. You always put us first. You are truly committed to helping our family succeed. I have no doubts that your are totally loyal to me and to our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your smile. I love to see you smile, especially the way your eyes crinkle up when you do. I always tease him that in pictures he looks miserable because he won't smile, but when you get to see the real one it is worth the wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Your eyes. You have the most beautiful eyes. They change often, but I love them the most when they are a &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;deep forest green&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and the outer edge is a &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dark blue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. They definitely sold me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Your willingness to help. You always help me. Whether it is stopping by the grocery store on the way home or helping me straighten up, you do it without complaining. And even though I know that sometimes you would rather sit down after a long day at work, you still do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The way you call me before you come home to see if I need anything. Usually it's a pepsi if you know I am having a bad day. It's nice to know you are thinking about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Your love for the outdoors. I love that you love being outdoors and I love to hear you tell me about the name of a bird, bug/spider, etc... When we go on hikes you sees things that I don't even notice and you have such an appreciation for all that God has created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. How handy you are! When we were first married I had a hard time letting you take things apart ESPECIALLY CARS! But soon I realized that the things you took apart you could actually fix and you were saving us a lot of money. Thanks for being patient with my distrust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. The way you dance with me in the kitchen. Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. When you tell me I look beautiful even though I am wearing pajama pants and a t-shirt. This goes back to having no expectations of me. You love me for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Your speaking ablility. When we were in the college ward together I love hearing you teach Gospel Essentials. And even though I really went to that class just to look at you, I really loved to hear you teach. I still do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. The way you look in a hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. The way you iron everything. Even though you have relaxed a little bit in the last ten years. You still always iron your shirts, even your polos. You have a thing about looking nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. I love your gruff (facial hair). I know that you really like to be clean shaven, but sometimes you let it grow out for a couple of days because you know that I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. The way you mow the lawn in your HAT, long sleeve t-shirt, shorts and boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. How hard you try to make me happy. I know that you can't stand it when I am sad and you always do everything in your power to make me smile. Lots of times without success, but you still keep trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Your strength. You always make me feel like everything is going to be okay. No matter what you help me to see that it will be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Your love for my family. You are totally accepting of my family. Faults and all. Thanks for loving my family as much as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Your laugh. I just heard you laughing in the other room and I realized how happy it makes me when I hear you laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. How focused you are on our goals. I know that making the decision to give up our house for a little while and move in with my Mom and Dad wasn't an easy one, but you are so totally focused on our goal of paying off our student loans that you put your pride aside and we took the plunge together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Your calming influence. Let's face it, I have a tendency to get a&lt;strong&gt; LITTLE&lt;/strong&gt; bit worked up. You always seem to be able to calm me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. The way you hug me. It was hard to find a guy that was taller than me, but you are and I love it when you put your arms around me and hold me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Our signal! Shhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Everything about you! That's right I love it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Our life together. Over the last almost 10 years we have had our ups and our downs. But I have never wanted to be anywhere but here with you. What a blessing you are to me. I love every aspect of this life that we have created together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Cody!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-4211276003774694912?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/4211276003774694912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=4211276003774694912' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/4211276003774694912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/4211276003774694912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-33rd-birthday-cody.html' title='Happy 33rd Birthday Cody!'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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-6780391786691653447.post-6036085409054255404</id><published>2008-11-29T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:10:50.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at all those lights!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/ST7qVCe3bNI/AAAAAAAAAKo/9dTZO_NUUq0/s1600-h/Temple+Lighting+20083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/ST7qVCe3bNI/AAAAAAAAAKo/9dTZO_NUUq0/s320/Temple+Lighting+20083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wow, the temple looked so beautiful this year. It is a tradition in our family to go see the lights at the temple the day after Thanksgiving. The kids love to go to the temple and having the lights and the nativity up make it extra special. We enjoyed walking around the temple grounds and taking lots of pictures. What a great way to kick off the Christmas season. Afterwards we always head back to Mom and Dad's house for our annual&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; "Snowball Party."&lt;/span&gt; Just in case you're wondering what a snowball party is, I will tell you. We all get together to watch the movie &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Snowball Express".&lt;/span&gt; We also enjoy hot chocolate and snowballs. We love this old movie and have been watching it since we were little. Can't wait for next year's snowball party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-6036085409054255404?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/6036085409054255404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=6036085409054255404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/6036085409054255404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/6036085409054255404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2008/12/look-at-all-those-lights.html' title='Look at all those lights!'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/ST7qVCe3bNI/AAAAAAAAAKo/9dTZO_NUUq0/s72-c/Temple+Lighting+20083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780391786691653447.post-5717757028722204301</id><published>2008-11-28T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:42:43.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hayden's 1st Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Hayden had an eventful 1st Thanksgiving.  Early that morning at about 2:00 a.m. Cody and I woke up to hear her wheezing in her crib.  I immediately got up to check on her and realized that she was a having a small asthma attack.  We got her up and gave her a breathing treatment with our nebulizer.  She finally started breathing better and we got her back to sleep.  When we got up the next morning she was having a hard time breathing again.  I don't deal well when our kids are sick so I insisted that we take her to the doctor.  When Cody got to the Instacare he called to tell me that they were closed.  We decided to bring her back home and we would just continue to treat her with nebulizer treatments, cough medicine, and cold air.  She did okay and was surprisingly pleasant.  She even crawled for the very first time.  Boy, were we proud.  That night we put her to bed and prayed that she would do okay during the night.  She slept fine and seemed to be okay when I left to got "Black Friday" shopping with my mom.  I got home at about 8:30 and she had just gotten up with Cody.  I still thought that she sounded pretty rough, so I decided to take her into the doctor.  We got there pretty quick and she was the second patient to be seen.  The doctor told us that she had Bronchitis.  They gave her a shot with a steroid in it to help open up her lungs and he told us to continue treating her with the nebulizer.  What a difference that shot made, her breathing almost immediately got better.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crazy thing about all of this is how pleasant she was.  What a sweetie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/ST7ipf7hD-I/AAAAAAAAAJg/I93Z_jf2RAo/s1600-h/PDR_0023.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/ST7ipf7hD-I/AAAAAAAAAJg/I93Z_jf2RAo/s320/PDR_0023.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/ST7ipjeRmPI/AAAAAAAAAJo/5O1IHpT5NhI/s1600-h/PDR_0024.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/ST7ipjeRmPI/AAAAAAAAAJo/5O1IHpT5NhI/s320/PDR_0024.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/ST7ipwosBlI/AAAAAAAAAJw/nkkKJ9PnUYg/s1600-h/PDR_0026.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/ST7ipwosBlI/AAAAAAAAAJw/nkkKJ9PnUYg/s320/PDR_0026.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/ST7iu98FrUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/fhw0sYtTDg8/s1600-h/PDR_0027.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/ST7iu98FrUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/fhw0sYtTDg8/s320/PDR_0027.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-5717757028722204301?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/5717757028722204301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=5717757028722204301' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/5717757028722204301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/5717757028722204301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2008/12/hayden-had-eventful-1st-thanksgiving.html' title='Hayden&apos;s 1st Thanksgiving'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/ST7ipf7hD-I/AAAAAAAAAJg/I93Z_jf2RAo/s72-c/PDR_0023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780391786691653447.post-6814777539179966061</id><published>2008-11-28T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:14:56.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/ST7de3m704I/AAAAAAAAAJA/XYmzRx8DI_c/s1600-h/PDR_0017.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/ST7de3m704I/AAAAAAAAAJA/XYmzRx8DI_c/s320/PDR_0017.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/ST7dfIG0AFI/AAAAAAAAAJI/lfdkwOU0Qok/s1600-h/PDR_0019.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/ST7dfIG0AFI/AAAAAAAAAJI/lfdkwOU0Qok/s320/PDR_0019.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/ST7dfz5qSDI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/a2Bp4-NTavQ/s1600-h/PDR_0020.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/ST7dfz5qSDI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/a2Bp4-NTavQ/s320/PDR_0020.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/ST7df5PiQqI/AAAAAAAAAJY/HLqu7FqPVl0/s1600-h/PDR_0022.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/ST7df5PiQqI/AAAAAAAAAJY/HLqu7FqPVl0/s320/PDR_0022.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving was great this year. We really had a good time even with a couple of sick kids and Dan and Suzanne at the Papa house. Sherwood got back from California on Monday, just in time for the holiday. It was nice to see him after being gone for about 6 months. He invited his friend Kati to join us, she drove from Telluride, Colorado. We enjoyed having her and the kids thought it was great to have new friend. Chase took a special interest in her right away. After just a few minutes with him she told Sherwood that Chase was "Precious." We all just laughed, because to tell the truth Chase can get a little crazy. We told her that we would ask her if He was still "Precious" after she had spent a couple of days with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate dinner at around 2:00 p.m. and then enjoyed chatting and games. Everyone finally headed home around 10 p.m. totally exhausted, but happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-6814777539179966061?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/6814777539179966061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=6814777539179966061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/6814777539179966061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/6814777539179966061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-2008.html' title='Thanksgiving 2008'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/ST7de3m704I/AAAAAAAAAJA/XYmzRx8DI_c/s72-c/PDR_0017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780391786691653447.post-1263399975826286907</id><published>2008-11-27T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:06.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pies, Pies, and more Pies.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/ST7ZBqxqUZI/AAAAAAAAAI4/1cAxKZUWJHo/s1600-h/Temple+Lighting+20082.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/ST7ZBqxqUZI/AAAAAAAAAI4/1cAxKZUWJHo/s320/Temple+Lighting+20082.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year on the night before thanksgiving all the "Jolley girls" get together to make all of the pies for Thanksgiving Day.  This has been a tradition since all of us have gotten married.  This year Lisa stopped by for dinner, but ended up leaving before the pie making got started and Suzanne came at around ten o'clock when she got off work.  My mom and I started at around six o'clock.  We have all gotten pretty good at making our own pies with a few simple tricks from mom.  Handle your dough as little as possible and ice water.  Our pie making adventure gets complicated only because of the number of pies that we make this year our grand total was 11 (along with 6 or seven mini pies for the grandkids), which was less than last year, but still a definite undertaking.   Everything went really smooth.  Other than baking a couple of crusts that weren't supposed to be baked and putting the wrong filling in a couple of Suzanne's pie crusts we actually did pretty good.  It is better than the year that we doubled the salt in the recipe.  Anyways we got all of them made and we got to bed about two o'clock.  What fun and boy were they good!  This tally doesn't include the cake and brownies that Lisa and Jeremy made.  Do you think we all have a sweet tooth?  Just in case you're wondering what the picture of the clock is all about.  Cody and Dad were watching "The Bad News Bears" for the second time that night.  It was almost 1:30 a.m. and they couldn't turn it off, even though they had already watched it that night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-1263399975826286907?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/1263399975826286907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=1263399975826286907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/1263399975826286907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/1263399975826286907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2008/11/pies-pies-and-more-pies.html' title='Pies, Pies, and more Pies.....'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/ST7ZBqxqUZI/AAAAAAAAAI4/1cAxKZUWJHo/s72-c/Temple+Lighting+20082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780391786691653447.post-316402939722700067</id><published>2008-11-25T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T15:19:03.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coupons Really Work!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so a couple of months ago I decided that I was going to start clipping coupons. I kept hearing about people saving a ton of money with them and since I am a naturally thrifty person (Thanks to my mom) I really wanted to get in on the action. So I started clipping coupons on Sundays. Finally I was ready to go grocery shopping. I made my list and headed to the store. Wow what a disaster. After almost &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; hours of checking each coupon and matching it with the right item I headed to the checkout stand. Expecting a big return I was shocked to see that I had only saved $6.00. Oh my gosh! My time is worth more than that. Okay I guess I am giving up couponing, but I still couldn't stop myself from cutting them out every Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to one week ago. I attended a class on couponing. Apparently I was doing it all wrong. They gave me a link to a website called grocerysmarts.com and a lot of information. I left totally motivated and ready to start saving money. So on Friday I decided to give it another try. I spent a couple of hours on the website getting familiar with it and preparing my shopping list. Finally I was ready to brave the grocery store again with my list and coupons in one hand and my husband's hand in the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started with Albertson's and even though that is not my usual store, I was told that they have really great sales. So I went through my list (Wow preparing ahead of time really makes it go smoothly.) Potatoes-Check, baby food-Check, popcorn-Check, vegetables-Check, Cereal-Check, etc.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we were ready to check out. The stress was building. What if this didn't work? What if I read the coupon wrong? What if, What if, What if? I watched as the total got higher and higher. Then I handed her my coupons and suddenly the total got lower and lower. Wow, I have already passed my previous $6.00 accomplishment. Finally she rang everything in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Total $53.64. Savings $146.89&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is she sure? Can that be right. Wow! I am good. I am sold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank-you Grocerysmarts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-316402939722700067?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/316402939722700067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=316402939722700067' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/316402939722700067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/316402939722700067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2008/11/coupons-really-work.html' title='Coupons Really Work!'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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-6780391786691653447.post-2159735658791145914</id><published>2008-11-20T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T10:09:30.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, this really makes you think....</title><content type='html'>Just for this morning, I am going to step over the laundry, and pick you up and take you to the park to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for this morning, I will leave the dishes in the sink, and let you teach me how to put that puzzle of yours together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for this afternoon, I will unplug the telephone and keep the computer off, and sit with you in the backyard and blow bubbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for this afternoon, I will not yell once, not even a tiny grumble when you scream and whine for the ice cream truck and I will buy you one if he comes by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for this afternoon, I won't worry about what you are going to be when you grow up, or second guess every decision I have made where you are concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for this afternoon, I will let you help me bake cookies, and I won't stand over you trying to fix them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for this afternoon, I will take us to McDonald's and buy us both a Happy Meal so you can have both toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for this evening, I will hold you in my arms and tell you a story about how you were born and how much I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for this evening, I will let you splash in the tub and not get angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for this evening, I will let you stay up late while we sit on the porch and count all the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for this evening, I will snuggle beside you for hours, and miss my favorite TV shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for this evening when I run my finger through your hair as you pray, I will simply be grateful that God has given me the greatest gift ever given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will think about the mothers And fathers who are searching for their missing children, the mothers and fathers who are visiting their children's graves instead of their bedrooms, and mothers and fathers who are in hospital rooms watching their children suffer senselessly, and screaming inside that they can't handle it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I kiss you good night I will hold you a little tighter, a Little longer. It is then, that I will thank God for you, and ask Him for nothing, except one more day............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-2159735658791145914?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/2159735658791145914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=2159735658791145914' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/2159735658791145914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/2159735658791145914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2008/11/wow-this-really-makes-you-think.html' title='Wow, this really makes you think....'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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-6780391786691653447.post-4239083169252733949</id><published>2008-11-13T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T09:55:17.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My sweet little Chasey....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SRxloaAT02I/AAAAAAAAAH0/mRsIFpx28p0/s1600-h/PDR_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268197408966431586" style="WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SRxloaAT02I/AAAAAAAAAH0/mRsIFpx28p0/s320/PDR_0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Chase is always saying or doing things that make me smile. My mom actually told me a couple of months ago that I should start blogging just so I could keep track of all the funny things he does. And although I keep journals for all of my kids to track there milestones, I am sure that I am forgetting some of the funny day to day stuff that they say and do. So now that I have a blog I will try to keep track of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-After our four-wheeling trip Chase was following my Dad around tormenting him. Chase is a total tease. He kept pushing my Dad in the back/bum. Thanks heavens Grandpa is patient. Finally Chase lunged at my Dad, but my Dad was ready for him. He sidestepped and Chase fell down into the mud. Since Chase is always dirty a little mud didn't hurt him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-One day I laid Chase down for his afternoon nap. After about fifteen minutes I could still hear him up there chatting with himself. I walked to the bottom of the stairs and asked him what was wrong. He said that his shirt wouldn't let him take a nap. A few minutes later I heard him again. Again I asked him what was wrong and he said that his shirt wouldn't let him take a nap. I asked him if he thought he could ignore his shirt. He told me that he would ignore his shirt and a few minutes later he was sleeping soundly. A couple of days later I laid him down for his nap and he told me that he was going to go right to sleep, because he was going to ignore his shirt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-The other day the boys were playing outside. All of the sudden Chase came running into the house. I thought that someone had died by the way he was screaming. I asked him what was wrong and he told me that he had eaten some &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Green Berries."&lt;/span&gt; He said that his mouth was burning. I got him some milk out of the fridge and poured him a glass. All the while he was spitting and rubbing his tongue trying to get the "HOT" out of his mouth. When I handed him the glass I noticed that he had something on his lip. It looked like a jalepeno seed, which by the way is the hottest part of the pepper. I asked him if he ate a jalepeno out of the garden. He said yes he ate the&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; "green berries"&lt;/span&gt; out of the garden. I went outside to check on the other boys and they told me that one of the other boys had put one in his mouth, but realized rather quickly that is was hot and spit it out. But of course Chase had to eat the whole thing. After 3 glasses of milk and 2 spoonfuls of sugar he was finally able to go back outside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;We love Chase and the ability he has to make everyone around him happy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-4239083169252733949?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/4239083169252733949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=4239083169252733949' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/4239083169252733949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/4239083169252733949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-sweet-little-chasey.html' title='My sweet little Chasey....'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SRxloaAT02I/AAAAAAAAAH0/mRsIFpx28p0/s72-c/PDR_0015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780391786691653447.post-5429754342412550471</id><published>2008-11-13T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T08:51:43.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Lukar.....</title><content type='html'>Happy second birthday (yesterday) Lukar.  Just in case you are wondering who Lukar is, I will explain.  Lukar is Suzanne and Dan's little boy and just in case you are wondering why in the heck they named him Lukar- They didn't, Chase did.  Chase has a hard time saying the letter S so he was always calling Lucas-Lukar and before we knew it the name stuck.  We love little Lucas and finally after lots of bribing (candy works wonders) we think he loves us to.  We helped watch Averi and Lucas last weekend and during church Lucas started calling Cody dad.  What a sweet little boy.  Hope you had a great birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wish I had a picture of him-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-5429754342412550471?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/5429754342412550471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=5429754342412550471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/5429754342412550471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/5429754342412550471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-lukar.html' title='Happy Birthday Lukar.....'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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-6780391786691653447.post-6371284626530341578</id><published>2008-11-08T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T11:37:26.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An abundant life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One day I was talking to a friend of mine and she told me that she felt like she had an abundant life. I have always remembered that and I think of it often. I truly feel like I have an abundant life and not in the ways you may think. My life is abundant when I am driving in the car and my boys are tickling Hayden and telling her how pretty she is. No screaming-just giggling. My life is abundant when Carson says the family prayer and prays that mom can accomplish all that she needs to get done and when Chase prays that mom can go to bed all day (Yeah right! Like that would ever happen, but it's the thought that counts.) My life is abundant when I can hear Hayden laying in her bed in the morning chatting with herself. My life is abundant when my husband brings me home a pepsi because he knows that it's been a long day. My life is abundant when I watch Cody wrestle with my boys on the trampoline or when he lays in bed with Hayden and the look in his eyes tells me how much he loves our children. My life is abundant when I see little evidences of God's hand in my life and I know that he is totally aware of me. I truly feel like I have an abundant life. More blessings than I really deserve. Sorry if this is to sappy, but it's been on my mind a lot lately and I figured I better write about it while I am thinking about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-6371284626530341578?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/6371284626530341578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=6371284626530341578' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/6371284626530341578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/6371284626530341578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2008/11/abundant-life.html' title='An abundant life!'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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-6780391786691653447.post-967164121050403293</id><published>2008-11-08T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T10:38:21.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>-It's Autumn Time-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SRXbl-pKw1I/AAAAAAAAAHs/HtTQwzyh128/s1600-h/PDR_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266356784796975954" style="WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SRXbl-pKw1I/AAAAAAAAAHs/HtTQwzyh128/s320/PDR_0017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266356779020790226" style="WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SRXblpIBKdI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Kjm9Z2MvXwg/s320/PDR_0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SRXblVm0ZRI/AAAAAAAAAHc/1JTCW8h9_TI/s1600-h/PDR_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266356773781267730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SRXblVm0ZRI/AAAAAAAAAHc/1JTCW8h9_TI/s320/PDR_0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SRXajrcwYlI/AAAAAAAAAHU/t2aNWAZF9jw/s1600-h/PDR_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266355645773275730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SRXajrcwYlI/AAAAAAAAAHU/t2aNWAZF9jw/s320/PDR_0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SRXajOUFgvI/AAAAAAAAAHM/4bdzei0xW08/s1600-h/PDR_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266355637952283378" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SRXajOUFgvI/AAAAAAAAAHM/4bdzei0xW08/s320/PDR_0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SRXaixvRJ5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/58uOKmThFcE/s1600-h/PDR_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266355630281664402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SRXaixvRJ5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/58uOKmThFcE/s320/PDR_0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SRXaimzTmSI/AAAAAAAAAG8/3EJT4cqw6ng/s1600-h/PDR_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266355627345811746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SRXaimzTmSI/AAAAAAAAAG8/3EJT4cqw6ng/s320/PDR_0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SRXaiAJr8SI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ra9H_55fGnE/s1600-h/PDR_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266355616970699042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SRXaiAJr8SI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ra9H_55fGnE/s320/PDR_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love fall. I love everything about it. Every year we try to take a drive up Cedar Canyon and look at the leaves. Our kids love it because in St. George you don't get to see all the many colors. The other day Cody and I realized that we hadn't taken our annual trip. We also realized that it was probably to late to see them. I was disappointed because I love taking pictures of the kids in the leaves. A couple of days went by and Cody told me that he was going to go to the Cedar Walgreens to talk to the manager. I decided that I would take the kids and we would ride with him. We love taking drives in the car. So we pulled Carson out of school about an hour early and headed for Cedar. While Cody worked I took the kids to the park. I was so excited to see a big pile of leaves on the ground. Perfect for pictures. So after they were done playing on the playground we took some pictures in the leaves. Carson and Chase could hardly stand waiting for me to be done taking pictures so they could kick the pile of leaves and Hayden just sat there and ate as many leaves as she could. What a fun day playing in the leaves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-967164121050403293?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/967164121050403293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=967164121050403293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/967164121050403293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/967164121050403293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-autumn-time.html' title='-It&apos;s Autumn Time-'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SRXbl-pKw1I/AAAAAAAAAHs/HtTQwzyh128/s72-c/PDR_0017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780391786691653447.post-5820628347653456196</id><published>2008-11-02T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T08:12:59.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Four Wheelin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ6EBLvGCwI/AAAAAAAAAGk/3zkNIinusmI/s1600-h/PDR_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264290170307742466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ6EBLvGCwI/AAAAAAAAAGk/3zkNIinusmI/s320/PDR_0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is down in the river bed. It was so beautiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;down there with all of the leaves changing colors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ6DzA9p_SI/AAAAAAAAAGc/mZ81HsGBC-U/s1600-h/PDR_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264289926897859874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ6DzA9p_SI/AAAAAAAAAGc/mZ81HsGBC-U/s320/PDR_0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right before we got to the mail drop we stopped to take a break. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ6Dy77dD2I/AAAAAAAAAGU/HPHTGqtUrTw/s1600-h/PDR_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264289925546446690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ6Dy77dD2I/AAAAAAAAAGU/HPHTGqtUrTw/s320/PDR_0003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad. What a cute couple!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264289915983640866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ6DyYTgOSI/AAAAAAAAAGM/AEkaLXXLLpk/s320/PDR_0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a shot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264289912228243138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ6DyKUJZsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/cfhOMKv61Bs/s320/PDR_0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture off of the mail drop. Isn't it a long ways down? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ6Dx4Ed38I/AAAAAAAAAF8/ap0PprYleqk/s1600-h/PDR_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264289907330637762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ6Dx4Ed38I/AAAAAAAAAF8/ap0PprYleqk/s320/PDR_0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do I look nervous? It's because I am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't like standing that close to the edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SATURDAY NOVEMBER 1ST, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we got to go on a four-wheeler ride. We have had this on the calendar for a couple of months and it was so fun. We have done this ride to Carmel Junction before, but my mom and dad joined us this time for their first time on this ride. We left our kids home with a babysitter and left home at about 8:30 a.m. The ride starts out by Coral Pink which is just past Colorado City so it takes about an hour to get there. We had a fairly big group this time with a few people that we knew from our old ward and a few people that we didn't. We actually picked up a couple in a Rhino along the way and they joined us for the whole trip. We started out going to the Mail Drop. This is a place where postal carriers in the old days used to take the mail to save time. The postal carriers would meet at this cliff and use a pulley system to send the mail up and down the cliff. This cliff has a sheer drop off. We threw &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;a rock off and counted and it took at least ten seconds before it hit the ground. I couldn't even get that close to the edge. We had a dog with us that was whimpering and whining everytime anyone got too close. Way to high for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After we were done there we hopped back on our four-wheelers and started toward Carmel Junction. This takes a little over an hour, but it is a beautiful ride. Towards the end you climb this steep-steep hill and then it drops down into a river bed. I think they said you actually cross the river 25 times. This to me was the funnest part of the trip. Riding through the water and then climbing out of the river. It was so fun. After getting to Carmel Junction and eating lunch at the restaurant we filled up our tanks and got ready to head back. This time going through the river was a little bit more challenging. I tried to make it up out of the river bed in a spot that had huge ruts and felt like it was straight up. I came through the river bed and then pressed on the gas apparently I went the wrong way and couldn't quite make it up. I reversed and tried again and this time I was successful. My mom and dad did the same thing that I did, except that in their Rhino it looked a little more dangerous. The lady that came behind my dad had her kids in the back and when she tried I thought she was going to tip over. Her two front wheels were off the ground. Although it added a little excitement to the trip I was definitely glad when everyone else made it up okay. The only other adventure we had was trying to climb back up the steep-steep hill. You pretty much have to put your four-wheeler/Rhino in 4 wheel drive and gun it. If you don't you'll most likely get stuck. One of the guys we were with actually tried to do it without 4 wheel drive and ended up burying his tires. After a little bit of digging and another Rhino using a rope to pull him out we all ended up making it to the top. The rest of the ride was pretty easy going. What a great way to spend the day. We ended up getting home at about 6:00 that night and found everything okay at home. After cleaning the four-wheelers and putting stuff away we ate chinese and watched the Jazz. What a great day. Life has been so hectic lately that it was nice to take a break from everything. Thanks for joining us mom and dad it was a blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ6EBLvGCwI/AAAAAAAAAGk/3zkNIinusmI/s1600-h/PDR_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-5820628347653456196?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/5820628347653456196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=5820628347653456196' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/5820628347653456196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/5820628347653456196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2008/11/four-wheelin.html' title='Four Wheelin&apos;'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ6EBLvGCwI/AAAAAAAAAGk/3zkNIinusmI/s72-c/PDR_0013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780391786691653447.post-8234921957536525328</id><published>2008-11-01T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T22:04:35.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or Treating</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ0w0HUcxUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/8G8GI1OJPuE/s1600-h/PDR_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263917211342128450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ0w0HUcxUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/8G8GI1OJPuE/s320/PDR_0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All dressed up and ready to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ0w0FIuIPI/AAAAAAAAAD0/H7Og3WNsOho/s1600-h/PDR_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263917210756063474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ0w0FIuIPI/AAAAAAAAAD0/H7Og3WNsOho/s320/PDR_0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough of this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ0wzm59yPI/AAAAAAAAADs/p4ErcevGio8/s1600-h/PDR_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263917202641111282" style="WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ0wzm59yPI/AAAAAAAAADs/p4ErcevGio8/s320/PDR_0021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't he SCARY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ0wzdQWlwI/AAAAAAAAADk/cbpGHMXjwjY/s1600-h/PDR_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263917200050657026" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ0wzdQWlwI/AAAAAAAAADk/cbpGHMXjwjY/s320/PDR_0024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ0vuZ5F0tI/AAAAAAAAADc/UsQ62hkUJgI/s1600-h/PDR_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263916013736809170" style="WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ0vuZ5F0tI/AAAAAAAAADc/UsQ62hkUJgI/s320/PDR_0025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great swing Carson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ0vtGPWSjI/AAAAAAAAADU/hIigdtMjJEw/s1600-h/PDR_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263915991281584690" style="WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ0vtGPWSjI/AAAAAAAAADU/hIigdtMjJEw/s320/PDR_0026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Use your muscles Hulk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ0vs_KDnSI/AAAAAAAAADM/DMItXxo36nc/s1600-h/PDR_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263915989380341026" style="WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ0vs_KDnSI/AAAAAAAAADM/DMItXxo36nc/s320/PDR_0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ0vskCsiUI/AAAAAAAAADE/lJK6R68bieE/s1600-h/PDR_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263915982101711170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ0vskCsiUI/AAAAAAAAADE/lJK6R68bieE/s320/PDR_0028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ0vr_5oj1I/AAAAAAAAAC8/Kw4TCr6zYiI/s1600-h/PDR_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263915972400025426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ0vr_5oj1I/AAAAAAAAAC8/Kw4TCr6zYiI/s320/PDR_0019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year we started out at a Trunk or Treat for our ward. The kids went around to all of the trunks and then they got to take turns swinging at a pinata. They loaded up on as much candy as they could grab. There was also a costume contest in which Chase won scariest costume for the little boys group. He was pretty excited to get a whole candy bar all for himself. Chase doesn't really get the concept of trick or treating. Since he is a junk food junkie he loves the idea of going from house to house and getting candy, but he would really rather sit right down and eat whatever he gets. Carson on the other hand collects as much as he can and then saves it for months. Most of his candy will end up going in the garbage or Chase will sneak it whenever Carson isn't looking. Carson just likes the idea of getting as much as he can. After the trunk or treat Carson was pretty worried that he wasn't going to get enough candy. I assured him that we would do more trick or treating and that he would get plenty of candy. We decided to run home and eat before we continued. Every Halloween we have potato soup and bread bowls. It is one of my very favorite things about fall and although it ends up making more work on Halloween, it is definitely worth it. After we finished eating we decided to start knocking doors. The boys each took turns knocking and Chase greeted everybody with a loud Happy Halloween. After a couple of blocks Carson started complaining that his bag was to heavy so we decided to head for home. As soon as we were inside the boys dumped out their loot on the floor and started sorting. Then after sitting for a few minutes, we decided to take just the boys up to the city's trunk or treat and leave Hayden at home with my mom and dad. With all of that trick or treating, the boys both ended up with tons of candy and they both had a great night. Their cousins joined them after that and they spent the rest of the evening playing and telling ghost stories on the trampoline. Cody decided to play "Tricks" on all of the kids and would sneak out and scare them while they were telling their ghost stories. It was pretty funny to hear all of the little high pitched screams. We had such a great night and everybody went to bed exhausted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recipe for Potato Soup:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 potatoes diced&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 carrot cup up fine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 onion diced&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Barely cover with water and simmer vegetables until tender.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thickening-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 cube margarine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3/4 cup flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 quart Half and Half&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 cup evaporated skim milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(you can substitue these milks for any combination you have on hand)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Melt margarine. Stir flour in gradually. Add milks and stir and cook until thick. Add one pkg. frozen broccoli (I use fresh) to thickening. Drain most of the water off of the vegetables, but don't throw away. Add the thickening to the vegetables and simmer for 1/2 hour. If needed add some of the vegetable water back into the soup. Add 1 1/2 cups grated cheese at the end. Salt and pepper to taste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Serve in bread bowls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ENJOY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/6780391786691653447-8234921957536525328?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/8234921957536525328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=8234921957536525328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/8234921957536525328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/8234921957536525328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2008/11/trick-or-treating.html' title='Trick or Treating'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ0w0HUcxUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/8G8GI1OJPuE/s72-c/PDR_0011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780391786691653447.post-1354190015353294359</id><published>2008-10-31T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T21:05:34.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GWA Costume Parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ0lac7-PCI/AAAAAAAAAC0/h8s31yFPa3E/s1600-h/PDR_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263904675840539682" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ0lac7-PCI/AAAAAAAAAC0/h8s31yFPa3E/s320/PDR_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Indiana Jones all ready for school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ0laPd_pKI/AAAAAAAAACs/_PwedAEWNjY/s1600-h/PDR_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263904672225141922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ0laPd_pKI/AAAAAAAAACs/_PwedAEWNjY/s320/PDR_0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;THE PARADE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ0laA4nxMI/AAAAAAAAACk/yb89UaMRwVs/s1600-h/PDR_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263904668310291650" style="WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ0laA4nxMI/AAAAAAAAACk/yb89UaMRwVs/s320/PDR_0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ0lZ-uObBI/AAAAAAAAACc/rfXSjpVcMZs/s1600-h/PDR_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263904667729816594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ0lZ-uObBI/AAAAAAAAACc/rfXSjpVcMZs/s320/PDR_0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Chase, Carson, &amp;amp; Hayden at school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;To celebrate Halloween, Carson's school had a costume parade. (It reminded me of when I was little and we had costume parades at Washington Elementary.) So instead of wearing his normal school uniform he got dressed in his costume. When we pulled up to school Carson told me that he was so embarrassed to be wearing a costume and he wished he could be wearing his regular uniform, which was really funny because he was totally playing the part of Indiana Jones at home. After I dropped him off I ran home to get Chase and Hayden ready so that we could make it back to the school by 9:30. It was a busy morning, but it was worth the rush to see Carson in the parade. He looked great in his costume and it even looked like he might be having fun. For those of you who don't know Carson very well, he is a little bit shy. After the parade we walked into the school to tell him what a great job he did. What a great way to start Halloween. You looked great Carson!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-1354190015353294359?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/1354190015353294359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=1354190015353294359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/1354190015353294359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/1354190015353294359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2008/11/gwa-costume-parade.html' title='GWA Costume Parade'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQ0lac7-PCI/AAAAAAAAAC0/h8s31yFPa3E/s72-c/PDR_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780391786691653447.post-4210392596923610860</id><published>2008-10-29T10:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T12:07:01.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hayden....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQiyusdhoCI/AAAAAAAAABU/5xqC9-5g0IE/s1600-h/Holloween+Pictures+2008+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262652679861149730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQiyusdhoCI/AAAAAAAAABU/5xqC9-5g0IE/s320/Holloween+Pictures+2008+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I just realized that some of you have never met Hayden. Hayden joined our family on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;March 15th of this year. What an amazing blessing. We have loved having a girl. It is definitely a change, but a good change. Carson and Chase totally fell for her. For the first couple of months is all she wore were dresses, because the boys thought she needed to look "girly". They finally gave that up which is good since I am a jeans and t-shirt kind of girl. Now we just dress her up with all of the fun bows they have. What a great addition to our family. She is so lucky to have so many people that love her. Mom made her this tutu for Halloween, she is going to be a fairy. Isn't she a cutie? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-4210392596923610860?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/4210392596923610860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=4210392596923610860' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/4210392596923610860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/4210392596923610860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2008/10/hayden.html' title='Hayden....'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQiyusdhoCI/AAAAAAAAABU/5xqC9-5g0IE/s72-c/Holloween+Pictures+2008+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6780391786691653447.post-3174900552537612059</id><published>2008-10-29T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T07:38:20.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Carvin' Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQhy9ePlhSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/SVpr0t3fHfs/s1600-h/Holloween+Pictures+2008+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262582564998448418" style="FLOAT: left; 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We had such a great time. The boys had each picked out a pumpkin last week so they were excited to finally carve them. Nobody was brave enough to clean out the pumpkins so mom did it again. Chase thought he would like to try, but as soon as he took a look inside he wasn’t interested. Carson actually got to help Cody carve this year, it made me realize how big he is getting. Wow time flies! Chase was so confused, he thought we were doing "Car" pumpkins. So every time we said "Carve" pumpkins he would get so excited and tell us that he wanted his to look like "Lightning McQueen". I think he was disappointed until he saw his happy face pumpkin. Cody’s mom and stepdad joined us for the evening so all in all it was a great night.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6780391786691653447-3174900552537612059?l=codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/feeds/3174900552537612059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6780391786691653447&amp;postID=3174900552537612059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/3174900552537612059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6780391786691653447/posts/default/3174900552537612059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandlinzihansen.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumpkin-carvin-time.html' title='Pumpkin Carvin&apos; Time'/><author><name>The Hansen Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02480236600656997434</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/_Cs5kHk8OQZ0/SQhy9ePlhSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/SVpr0t3fHfs/s72-c/Holloween+Pictures+2008+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
