<?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-8961138214913165373</id><updated>2011-08-01T13:42:48.815-07:00</updated><category term='Experiment'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='Can&apos;t Wait'/><category term='Lanuna Beach'/><category term='JAXON&quot;S SEVEN'/><category term='first real snow'/><category term='FUN FISHING'/><category term='Stuck in snow on Christmas.'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='Big Boy'/><category term='2007 vacation'/><title type='text'>Tyson Mandi and Boys</title><subtitle type='html'>We have been married for(WOWSERS)10 years.  Our little family includes a 7 year old Jaxon, who will be a second grader this year, and a 3 year old who is completely FULL OF IT!  We can't forget Spike our dog.  She is our oldest child.  Life at our house is an adventure.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>tysonandmandimoser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11505146029997758337</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>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961138214913165373.post-5396093098863258360</id><published>2010-04-03T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T17:36:33.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th Birthday Parker</title><content type='html'>Today my baby turned four.  Parker is such an interesting kid.  He is definately a one of a kind type of kid.  I LOVE him dearly, but to say the least he's been a difficult child (I think he's a bit OCD-for real).  He pretty much thinks that the purpose of my existence is to wait on him 24/7.  I AM NOT JOKING!!!!  And, just when I think he's asleep after a long day, he yells, "MOM!!!" then tells me a list of things he needs before he can go to sleep.  Gosh, it sounds like I don't like him.  I really do!  I love this monster child so so much.  He keeps me laughing all the time and definately keeps me on my toes.  I never know what to expect with him.  Every moment is an adventure.  I don't know what he is going to grow up to be, but he is a VERY smart little boy and he definately knows how to get what he wants.  This year he started preschool (the one at the school I teach at) and it works out perfect because the bus picks him up at his sitters and brings him to my school.  I LOVE seeing him in the halls and love the hugs he gives me when I sneek into his classroom for a quick visit.  After school he just comes to my classroom and hangs out until 3:30, then we go home.  It's funny to watch this little tiny kid with a great big backpack on, hop off of the huge school bus, with a gigantic smile on his face.  He LOVES his preschool.  Here are Parkers top five things he loves:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1-To be outside ALL THE TIME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2-Cereal-for breakfast, lunch, and dinner if I'd let him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3-Jaxon-they play so good together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4-To be in the middle of Tyson and I, we can never sit by each other without him crawling between us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5-To go to Papa Jay's for a treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456057341016170530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/S7fPPoVuYCI/AAAAAAAAAV8/zio2YxhoyLw/s400/1-1-10a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Building "Bob" the Snowman with his cousins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456058676424495874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/S7fQdXH4UwI/AAAAAAAAAW0/XLC6Qy9TJXk/s400/1-18-10+Jax+8th+bday+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ice skating on Jaxon's B-day in January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456058664248100882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/S7fQcpwzSBI/AAAAAAAAAWs/C3w38cC8ZVk/s400/Snow+Bowl+Jan+23+2010+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Parker and his best buddie and cousin Eli. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456058649487664850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/S7fQbyxo5tI/AAAAAAAAAWk/jGjC50P-LHY/s400/March+18+2010+052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whenever Parker knows I want to take a picture of him he pulls some funny face.  My mom was doing pictures of the kids last week and he kept pulling these faces.  She was getting very frustrated with him, but that is just Parker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456057378432360866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/S7fPRzucIaI/AAAAAAAAAWc/zrowebGO3JY/s400/April+3,+2010+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He got a bike for his B-day, now if it could only warm up so he could go ride it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456057366887192930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/S7fPRIt22WI/AAAAAAAAAWU/rIJQkl4glMM/s400/April+3,+2010+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We colored Easter Eggs on his B-day.  It's fun to see how creative he is.  The old me would help him do it the right way/my way, but I have learned to watch and enjoy their creativity, which hasn't been easy for me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456057353690291954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/S7fPQXjeHvI/AAAAAAAAAWM/-2P67VQeByo/s400/April+3,+2010+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's that face again, don't ya love the Christmas wrapping paper, I'm not good in that area.  Tyson is in Boise on Parker's B-day, so we let him open his presents a day early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456057347534103554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/S7fPQAnuJAI/AAAAAAAAAWE/U6D-Xo1iYN8/s400/IMG_0300%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another silly face, but I LOVE this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456059919264848786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/S7fRltEHG5I/AAAAAAAAAW8/jPlqW35i2pw/s400/April+3,+2010+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I refuse to spend $20+ on a B-day cake, so here is my work.  Not much, but he's happy with it.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We've felt guilty about Tyson being gone on his B-day, so we've had like a week of celebrating.  Boondocks, Lava, the movies, and tonight family is comming over for cake &amp;amp; Ice-cream.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday Parker!!!!!!  I LOVE you so much!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961138214913165373-5396093098863258360?l=tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/feeds/5396093098863258360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961138214913165373&amp;postID=5396093098863258360' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/5396093098863258360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/5396093098863258360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-4th-birthday-parker.html' title='Happy 4th Birthday Parker'/><author><name>tysonandmandimoser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11505146029997758337</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/_8AUnhP6wyMU/S7fPPoVuYCI/AAAAAAAAAV8/zio2YxhoyLw/s72-c/1-1-10a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961138214913165373.post-9176821392703429470</id><published>2010-01-17T21:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T21:48:09.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy BIrthday to Jaxon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jaxon turned 8 today and I can't believe it. He is so excited to be baptized. I LOVE LOVE LOVE this kid! I love it when he crawls in bed with me and snuggles me. I love it when he sees me in the hall at school and gives me a big hug (I hope he NEVER grows out of that). I love to watch him play. He is very creative and has an interesting imagination. I love that he is such a good big brother and for the most part is very patient with Parker. I love that he has a desire to learn new things and loves to read books that teach him new things. I LOVE LOVE LOVE this kid!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427949308982942450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/S1PzI1TBWvI/AAAAAAAAAVM/7IVeNdFN7qc/s400/October+25,+2009+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE that he learned how to mow the lawn this summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427949323441267410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/S1PzJrKJ4tI/AAAAAAAAAVU/MdApCCaZSz0/s400/September+2009+Bear+Lake+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427949330087740946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/S1PzKD6zBhI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ZypYbK1YQ-c/s400/aug+24+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427949338209957410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/S1PzKiLSNiI/AAAAAAAAAVk/DuFqBmNdFaw/s400/1st+day+of+2ng+grade+09+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427951656536963186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/S1P1Reng-HI/AAAAAAAAAV0/nneBd6RtkGg/s400/January+12,+2010+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We let him sleep with Parker over Christmas break and it was fun to listen to them talk as they were trying to fall asleep.  I hope they will always be best friends.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961138214913165373-9176821392703429470?l=tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/feeds/9176821392703429470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961138214913165373&amp;postID=9176821392703429470' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/9176821392703429470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/9176821392703429470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-to-jaxon.html' title='Happy BIrthday to Jaxon'/><author><name>tysonandmandimoser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11505146029997758337</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/_8AUnhP6wyMU/S1PzI1TBWvI/AAAAAAAAAVM/7IVeNdFN7qc/s72-c/October+25,+2009+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961138214913165373.post-6118443816454044849</id><published>2010-01-12T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T09:35:34.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SICK of sick!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok, I hate to complain about having a sick kid, because honestly we have been blessed with good health in our family and I am really grateful for that, but Jaxon has had to miss lots of fun stuff because he's sick so much. It all started the day he was born, what a rough start, then because of that he has such weak fragile lungs and it seems like he catches EVERYTHING!!!!! This bad air is really making it hard for him.  Anybody know of a good miracle vitamin or something that I should be giving him for that extra boost that he really needs right now??? I'm going to try Reliv (I think that's how you spell it). If any of you know of something good please let me know because I am really tired of this and he is more tired of it than I am. This weekend it was the croup and now strep throat. YUCK!!!!!!!!!! But-like I said, I know things could be much worse and I am very thankful that they aren't!!!! Also, I am thankful that I live NOW because there are medications that can make things much better.  Whenever he gets sick I can't help but thing of the people who lived long ago, or the pioneers comming across the plains that had to just watch helplessly as their children died.  What would they have given to the meds that we have now???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425905902375054434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/S0ywq6fCrGI/AAAAAAAAAVE/sIOsOOCcDrM/s400/January+12,+2010+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961138214913165373-6118443816454044849?l=tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/feeds/6118443816454044849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961138214913165373&amp;postID=6118443816454044849' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/6118443816454044849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/6118443816454044849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/2010/01/sick-of-sick.html' title='SICK of sick!!!!!'/><author><name>tysonandmandimoser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11505146029997758337</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/_8AUnhP6wyMU/S0ywq6fCrGI/AAAAAAAAAVE/sIOsOOCcDrM/s72-c/January+12,+2010+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961138214913165373.post-4692501838320352921</id><published>2009-12-31T14:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T14:43:47.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The BEST days ever!!!</title><content type='html'>I wish time would STOP right now.  I love this time of year because it means Christmas Break.  I love Christmas, but even more than that I LOVE being able to spend all of my time at home with my family.  It seems crazy that Jaxon will turn 8 on January 17th and that he will be baptized in February.  Holy cow I am getting old.  EWWWWWWWWWW!!!  We have been having lots of fun the past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our good friend Joyce Sant had us over for Christmas dinner and the kids had fun letting her draw on their tummies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421527119413317538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/Sz0iMMzHD6I/AAAAAAAAAUs/X9MbuIAdgOs/s400/Dec.+31,+2009+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jaxon is on the left, then Tyler (Joyce's grandson) then Parker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421527103342040242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/Sz0iLQ7a1LI/AAAAAAAAAUk/QuSh13OdzyA/s400/Dec.+31,+2009+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could buy Parker a pack of balloons and he would be the happiest kid alive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421525580225697330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/Sz0gym4L1jI/AAAAAAAAAUE/khdP709d4lw/s400/DSCN0064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a picture of the boys on Christmas morning before opening presents.  The anticipation was killing them.  Christmas was fun as a kid, but I swear it is more fun to be the parent watching your own kids.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421525590533964402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/Sz0gzNR3gnI/AAAAAAAAAUM/x4XPyJm0Gac/s400/DSCN0087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We finally gave in and bought a wii, which I have to say has been more fun then I thought it would have been.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421525596429087106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/Sz0gzjPX8YI/AAAAAAAAAUU/6GRhP_S-5FE/s400/DSCN0095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She is going to kill me for putting this picture on here because, well just look at her all in her layers of chore clothes, but this is Grandma Lori taking her turn at Guitar Hero and I have to say she is way better then I am.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421525605471051074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/Sz0g0E7JXUI/AAAAAAAAAUc/YqY0C133GtA/s400/DSCN0102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And there &lt;strong&gt;he&lt;/strong&gt; is, the man of my life bowling, on the wii.  He thinks that if he holds that pose every time he will surely get a strike.  It worked most of the time, but it was fun watching him think he was all good.  Notice the Christmas present he bought himself.  The other day out of the blue he went to Logan and came back with this TV.  I have to add that we did get at TV stand, so I didn't have to look at the ugly cords and that ugly blanket for too long.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421527126702420514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/Sz0iMn898iI/AAAAAAAAAU0/wDwN16y2FtI/s400/Dec.+31,+2009+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is a picture of my oldest child, and my only daughter (with a boy name).  Spike is getting old.  We have had her for 9 years and she is the BEST dog ever!  She loves four-wheeler rides.  The other day I was pulling the kids on their sleds behing the four-wheeler and she rode on the back the entire time.  I'm gonna miss her when she dies.  How long do dogs live anyways???&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421527136495941026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/Sz0iNMb7NaI/AAAAAAAAAU8/JXPbit60GQI/s400/Dec.+31,+2009+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961138214913165373-4692501838320352921?l=tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/feeds/4692501838320352921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961138214913165373&amp;postID=4692501838320352921' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/4692501838320352921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/4692501838320352921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/2009/12/best-days-ever.html' title='The BEST days ever!!!'/><author><name>tysonandmandimoser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11505146029997758337</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/_8AUnhP6wyMU/Sz0iMMzHD6I/AAAAAAAAAUs/X9MbuIAdgOs/s72-c/Dec.+31,+2009+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961138214913165373.post-6655710484193291481</id><published>2009-10-25T17:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T18:32:41.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A BIT OF WHAT WE"VE BEEN UP TO</title><content type='html'>It seems crazy that it is almost November. We love this time of year for many reasons, but a few of them are: #1 FOOTBALL, #2 the holidays are just around the corner (YEAH!!!) #3 The mountains are BEAUTIFUL!!! #4 Halloween. It has been so long since my last post, so here are some of the things that we have been up to. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tyson's parents left on their mission to the Marshall Islands on October 19th. We will miss them so so much, but we are excited for them. They will be amazing missionaries and the people of the Marshall Islands will be blessed for having them, and I know we will be blessed as well. If you want to follow out their blog and see some amazing pictures go to &lt;a href="http://kkmosermission.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://kkmosermission.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; or follow the link on my side bar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396697566334999186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SuTr1_mc2pI/AAAAAAAAAT8/bpxLbHGaH2c/s400/Kent+%26Kathy" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tyson is keeping busy with football. This is his first season as head coach for the WS pirates. They've had a good season and we look forward to his first playoff game against Mountain Home in the dome this Saturday. I am nervous already!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396696679822426594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SuTrCZFYgeI/AAAAAAAAAT0/NeLEk5xc6uk/s400/IMG_1288%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tyson got to go watch the Colts play the Arizona Cardinals in September with Tyler (bro-in-law) and his 2 oldest boys Peyton &amp;amp; Stockton and a few other friends. Jaxon was going too, but he got the swine-flu the day before they left so he had to stay home. It was a VERY VERY sad weekend for Jaxon.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396696673859872882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SuTrCC3zKHI/AAAAAAAAATs/yHfO3FNFifc/s400/Oct.+21+2009+(%26+Arizona)+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When Jaxon couldn't go to the game, I promised him I would take him somewhere fun to make up for it. Last weekend we took them to Chuck E. Cheese's, stayed in a hotel, and went swimming. It was fun, but I'm sure not as much fun a the game would have been, but he was happy. I LOVE LOVE LOVE spending time with my boys!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396696665595995394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SuTrBkFiZQI/AAAAAAAAATk/qXofqtQSNUs/s400/Oct.+21+2009+(%26+Arizona)+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396696658490030482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SuTrBJnV-ZI/AAAAAAAAATc/jvzd8lm5OKg/s400/Oct.+21+2009+(%26+Arizona)+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396695384548757810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SuTp2_0E0TI/AAAAAAAAATU/2mplkRLdpLM/s400/Oct.+21+2009+(%26+Arizona)+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Parker's favorite thing to do is help Tyson work. He is Tyson's little shadow. Whenever Tyson does yard work, has to feed cows, mow the lawn, or work in his shop, or whatever, Parker is never too far away. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396694139681039506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SuTouiUe5JI/AAAAAAAAASs/n1NdDdzCZ-A/s400/October+25,+2009+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love it that Tyson has lots of ambition. Sometimes it makes me crazy, because he is always busy doing something, but I can NEVER complain, because he gets so much stuff done whenever he is home. My favorite thing is that he does all the decorating for the holidays. I wouldn't even know where to find easter decorations, or even the Christmas decorations. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396695353013843282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SuTp1KVkNVI/AAAAAAAAAS0/RPP1Cz0FgVE/s400/October+25,+2009+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396695359182094114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SuTp1hUMPyI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Z7aOpiLp6h4/s400/October+25,+2009+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396695372636831394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SuTp2TcDPqI/AAAAAAAAATM/e2e7948MqRc/s400/October+25,+2009+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961138214913165373-6655710484193291481?l=tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/feeds/6655710484193291481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961138214913165373&amp;postID=6655710484193291481' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/6655710484193291481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/6655710484193291481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/2009/10/bit-of-what-weve-been-up-to.html' title='A BIT OF WHAT WE&quot;VE BEEN UP TO'/><author><name>tysonandmandimoser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11505146029997758337</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/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SuTr1_mc2pI/AAAAAAAAAT8/bpxLbHGaH2c/s72-c/Kent+%26Kathy' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961138214913165373.post-8727242854840426940</id><published>2009-06-19T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T09:07:03.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all about timing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lately the sun only shines once in a while and when it does you have to hurry because it doesn't last long and there is so much to do before the next rain: mow the lawn, swim, play, lay on the tramp, pull weeds, play, jog, pull more weeds, bike ride, fish, and play some more, and then mow the lawn again because with all the rain you can see it grow. On this day we were able to soak it in for a few hours. It was SOOO nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parker and his cousin Eli skinny dippin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349064773345515794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SjuyEh_QmRI/AAAAAAAAARk/zCt6ML2RWSY/s400/June+19+09+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Fishing at Twin Lakes, we were catching the crap out of the blue gill.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349064806103952146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SjuyGcBeqxI/AAAAAAAAASE/lTu0tUmk7UY/s400/June+19+09+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jaxon wears this Civil War hat everywhere.  I love it because it makes his ears fold down and he looks so dorky and cute at the same time, and he is still young enough that he doesn't care.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349067589411613938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/Sju0ocpvLPI/AAAAAAAAASM/DFMhc-Lf23M/s400/June+19+09+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaxon and his cousin Stockton swimming in VERY COLD water!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349064784216730114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SjuyFKfKKgI/AAAAAAAAARs/wkRYQbMXcGU/s400/June+19+09+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumping in underwear.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349064801843662082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SjuyGMJvzQI/AAAAAAAAAR8/TKyWRdLR2WU/s400/June+19+09+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mowing AGAIN!!! (notice our yellow lawn from the lack of sun shine)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349067601534648274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/Sju0pJ0F_9I/AAAAAAAAASk/Fwg1gWOmF_M/s400/May-June+2009+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And of course swimming lessons at Downata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349067598249192930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/Sju0o9kx7eI/AAAAAAAAASc/lT6flZlHk6I/s400/June+19+09+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only had to get out once because of thunder and lightening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349067591806850770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/Sju0olkzltI/AAAAAAAAASU/LUM-zE92kmQ/s400/June+19+09+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND today looks really nice, so I am not staying on this computer for one more second, there is way to much to do OUTSIDE .  Hope you all enjoy the sun today!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961138214913165373-8727242854840426940?l=tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/feeds/8727242854840426940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961138214913165373&amp;postID=8727242854840426940' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/8727242854840426940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/8727242854840426940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-all-about-timing.html' title='It&apos;s all about timing'/><author><name>tysonandmandimoser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11505146029997758337</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/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SjuyEh_QmRI/AAAAAAAAARk/zCt6ML2RWSY/s72-c/June+19+09+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961138214913165373.post-8394328289210443238</id><published>2009-05-29T16:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T17:04:08.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S ABOUT TIME --- I KNOW</title><content type='html'>So much has happened since my last post (only 3 months worth of stuff) that I really don't know where to start.  Life has been busy, like all of yours I am sure, but now that school is out I have lots more free time on my hands and I love it.  I love being a mom of two energetic little guys.  They definately keep me hopping.  Jaxon is such a fun little 7 year old.  I love it when he laughs.  He has been playing baseball and it is so much fun to watch him.  I actually get to help coach his team.  He is a little fish.  Today, we put up our pool and I had a real hard time getting him out of it.  The water is freezing and I really don't know how he can stand it.  Jaxons favorite thing is Honey Bunches of Oats (I can't complain).  Parker is quite the demanding 3 year old.  I think he thinks that the purpose of my existence is to wait on him every second of the day.  I just love his curly hair.  It needs to be cut SO BAD, but I just can't do it yet.  He is a joker and has been ever since he realized he could be one.   His favorite thing is chocolate milk (preferably the gossner kind that comes in the little boxes with straws).  Parker still sleeps in my bed about 50% of the time, and the other 50% of the time I sleep with him in his bed.  I just love to snuggle up to him and I figure why not, pretty soon he will be too old and won't let me sleep with him.  We have a baby kitten and both my boys are such animal lovers that this poor little kitten will be lucky to survive being handled, hauled, and cuddled every second of the day.  Now that school is out, Tyson is keeping busy with his dad's farm.  Somedays I wish he could just stay home, but when he does he goes crazy and makes me crazy.  He is a busy body and always needs something to do.  I guess I am glad.  I couldn't stand to see him sit on the couch all summer.  Next week will be our 10 year reunion and guess where we are going.  We will be together the entire week enjoying an MTI Mathematics class/training.  Doesn't that sound like fun?  I am totally dreading it.   Everyday next week from 8:30-4:30 in Preston.  Maybe when it's over we can celebrate our making it 10 years.  I can't believe that it has been 10 years.  Time flies when you are happy! Thank you Tyson for 10 years of happiness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961138214913165373-8394328289210443238?l=tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/feeds/8394328289210443238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961138214913165373&amp;postID=8394328289210443238' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/8394328289210443238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/8394328289210443238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-about-time-i-know.html' title='IT&apos;S ABOUT TIME --- I KNOW'/><author><name>tysonandmandimoser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11505146029997758337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961138214913165373.post-8744577028092679203</id><published>2009-03-06T13:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T06:08:43.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Times</title><content type='html'>Our trip to Disney Land was different then I had imagined. In January when we decided to go, all I could think of was California and sun. Well, the sun was definately NOT shining in California while we were there, but we still had a GREAT time. We were prepared with our ponchos and that was a very good thing because the first day we were there we really needed them. It rained for a good four hours straight. But, by dang I paid lots of money to be there and I wasn't about to let the down pour ruin our fun. We toughed through it and the lines weren't bad and we had a really good time. Our kids thought we were driving. We surprised them by pulling into the Salt Lake City Airport. Jaxon kept saying look at all the airplanes. Look how close they are. Wow! Look at that one, then finally he said, "Where are we? Why are you parking the car here?" It was SO SO MUCH FUN!!! I was a little worried when we had to actually go outside to get on our tiny little plane, but we made it.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310206023731003906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SbGkPnCgQgI/AAAAAAAAAPU/gKZN0XY0TD0/s400/Disney+Land+2009+Feb+093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are Nicky's (Tyson's sister) kids. They were with us the first day. It was so fun to spend time with them and to watch our kids build cousin memories. It worked out great because I was able to go on rides with Tyson while they sat with Parker and we watched their baby Camden while they went together. I think we should make this a tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310197731789328002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SbGcs9JjToI/AAAAAAAAAOk/NZJlmrWJA3I/s400/Disney+Land+2009+Feb+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310197826275025314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SbGcydIsoaI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Ea69jB-t9pQ/s400/Disney+Land+2009+Feb+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to see most of the characters. Parker was totally amazed by them. He would just stand there and stare at them with the biggest smile on his face. When he hugged Goofy, I had to seriously pull him off. My favorite is always Minnie. Notice the stocking hats on my boys. They had to wear them almost the entire time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310206013339296562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SbGkPAU7YzI/AAAAAAAAAPM/BTbGfYnqc2w/s400/Disney+Land+2009+Feb+071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310197807340875442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SbGcxWmcbrI/AAAAAAAAAO0/3_nDM9BZd5Q/s400/Disney+Land+2009+Feb+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaxon's cousins Ryan and Jack always talk about how they got picked for the Jedi training when they went to Disney Land. Well, this was #1 on Jaxon's list of things to do. The first day, just before the down pour, he tried and didn't get picked and it crushed him, but he was a good sport. I just knew we were going to spend all three days waiting for the next show praying he'd get picked, but luckily, the next time we tried he was lucky enough to get picked. Those of you who don't know Jaxon too well, he is a HUGE HUGE fan of Star Wars. He collects all the little action figures, watches the movies and cartoons every chance he gets and plays any Star Wars games he can. So when he got picked to be in the Jedi training and got to fight this freaky Star Wars guy (Darth Moll???) he was way excited. It was so fun to watch him. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310197783714966562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SbGcv-llrCI/AAAAAAAAAOs/q_v5F9-gq6E/s400/Disney+Land+2009+Feb+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of Jaxon on the last day. We were waiting in a line for the Aladin show. He decided to sit down and wait. A minute later I looked down and he had fallen asleep on the ground with his head between my legs. It had been a long, and eventful three days and he did just what I wished I could do at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310197815353834690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SbGcx0c4fMI/AAAAAAAAAO8/INIvWIzQzpw/s400/Disney+Land+2009+Feb+085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't wait to go back again. Disney Land really is the most happy place on earth. Parker hasn't stopped talking about it. Yesterday at the doctor, he sat there and told Dr. Gibby all about Disney Land, and how he was brave and how the pirates were really just robots and that he got to see star wars guys and Woody and the mean fish in the water and he was laying on the ground showing him how the sharks swim with their tail and how the snow monster tried to get Jaxon and next time he can go on Splash Mountain and on and on. I can't believe all the details that he can remember. It was definately worth it. I am already ready to go back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961138214913165373-8744577028092679203?l=tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/feeds/8744577028092679203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961138214913165373&amp;postID=8744577028092679203' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/8744577028092679203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/8744577028092679203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/2009/03/really-mad.html' title='Good Times'/><author><name>tysonandmandimoser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11505146029997758337</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/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SbGkPnCgQgI/AAAAAAAAAPU/gKZN0XY0TD0/s72-c/Disney+Land+2009+Feb+093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961138214913165373.post-8618543179241800011</id><published>2009-02-20T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T15:08:31.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>COME ON ALREADY!!!!</title><content type='html'>Maybe if I change my background from Valentines day, to something GREEN, February will end.  I hate to be a complainer, but sometimes I wonder why I live in Idaho when I hate winter SO BAD.  By the way, I do realize that I have lots to be thankful for, but I just want to say COME ON ALREADY SPRING GET HERE!!!  I can't wait for track season, I can't wait to take my cute little boys on bike rides, I can't wait for a relaxing SPRING BREAK, I can't wait to jog outside everyday that I want to, not just when it's warm enough, I can't wait for four-wheeler rides, I can't wait to ride horses, AND I REALLY CAN'T WAIT FOR WARMTH!!! AAAAA warmth!!!!!!!  One more thing, I can't wait for the roadshow to be over with.  Then maybe I can blog more often OH YEAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961138214913165373-8618543179241800011?l=tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/feeds/8618543179241800011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961138214913165373&amp;postID=8618543179241800011' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/8618543179241800011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/8618543179241800011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/2009/02/come-on-already.html' title='COME ON ALREADY!!!!'/><author><name>tysonandmandimoser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11505146029997758337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961138214913165373.post-7923215211618336760</id><published>2009-01-24T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T15:40:15.563-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Can&apos;t Wait'/><title type='text'>Disney Land</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I am really excited because we are going to Disney Land in February. Here is how we are doing it. We are flying out on Thursday Feb. 12th at 7:30. We will go to work that day and just head straight for the airport right from school. Here is the REALLY fun part, our kids don't know. We are going to have the bags packed in the trunk and tell them we are going to Salt Lake or somewhere. Then when we get to the airport we will break the news to them. I can hardly wait. Jaxon, like most kids has always wanted to fly in a "real live" airplane. I don't know if he'll be more excited for Disney Land or to fly. Here is another cool part. It just so happens that Nicky, Ira &amp;amp; kids AND Chelsi, Tate &amp;amp; Colby will most likely be there at least one of the same days as us. Good timing (for us anyways). The last time we went to Disney Land Parker was only 4 weeks old. What was I thinking? I don't think I was. I am so excited and since I can't tell my kids and have to keep it quiet in the house, I had to blog about it, I had to tell someone. So, pray for good Anahiem weather in February. I would LOVE to see the sun again!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961138214913165373-7923215211618336760?l=tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/feeds/7923215211618336760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961138214913165373&amp;postID=7923215211618336760' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/7923215211618336760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/7923215211618336760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/2009/01/disney-land.html' title='Disney Land'/><author><name>tysonandmandimoser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11505146029997758337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961138214913165373.post-373778943977955906</id><published>2009-01-23T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T05:43:28.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YES!  YES!  YES!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;THE BEST THING JUST HAPPENED!!!!! I got a phone call from Mr. Barzee, the principal and guess what-SNOW DAY!!!! YES! YES! YES! I am so excited. I think I'll watch the Today Show under my blanket. Actually it's an ice-day, but we'll take em any way we can get em!!! OH YA!!!! Best thing, my kids are still in bed!!! GREAT CALL MR. BEAUTLER!!! THANK YOU THANK YOU!!! Hope you all have a GREAT day too!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961138214913165373-373778943977955906?l=tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/feeds/373778943977955906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961138214913165373&amp;postID=373778943977955906' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/373778943977955906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/373778943977955906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/2009/01/yes-yes-yes.html' title='YES!  YES!  YES!!'/><author><name>tysonandmandimoser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11505146029997758337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961138214913165373.post-1218972540345532812</id><published>2009-01-16T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T16:14:39.146-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JAXON&quot;S SEVEN'/><title type='text'>BIRTHDAY BOY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Jaxon!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't believe that seven years ago I had been in the hospital for 10 weeks just praying this sweet little boy would survive. He truly is my little (or not so little anymore) miracle boy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292046931629905714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SXEgpVZ_FzI/AAAAAAAAAN0/-Wn1Z1eJyiA/s400/day+1+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292046929806292722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SXEgpOnM9vI/AAAAAAAAANs/NTx7tejViVs/s400/kidsmitchvideo+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to visit his first grade class and tell some fun stories about him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292046939647543874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SXEgpzRiikI/AAAAAAAAAN8/qRTOHcZGNGE/s400/jaxon%27s+B-day+09+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;His Aunt Toni had a bunch of balloons tied to a cute little monkey delivered to his class. What a very fun surprise for him. Like he always says, Toni spoils him-and she really does. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292046943837528450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SXEgqC4goYI/AAAAAAAAAOE/yxisWLe6KcM/s400/jaxon%27s+B-day+09+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961138214913165373-1218972540345532812?l=tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/feeds/1218972540345532812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961138214913165373&amp;postID=1218972540345532812' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/1218972540345532812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/1218972540345532812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/2009/01/birthday-boy.html' title='BIRTHDAY BOY'/><author><name>tysonandmandimoser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11505146029997758337</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/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SXEgpVZ_FzI/AAAAAAAAAN0/-Wn1Z1eJyiA/s72-c/day+1+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961138214913165373.post-9050571194772524801</id><published>2008-12-30T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T19:07:02.416-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007 vacation'/><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR ALL!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am wishing it was January 2007 again, and we had this to look forward to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285771253213664754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVrU8xfFlfI/AAAAAAAAAK4/xkVA6ExT_JA/s400/cruise1+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time, (there better be a next time) Parker will be at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVrXnXYEvhI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/jnZuh7gy2co/s1600-h/Cruise2+214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285774183962557970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVrXnXYEvhI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/jnZuh7gy2co/s400/Cruise2+214.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;br /&gt;AMAZING! The Explorer of the Seas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVrXnGtDsrI/AAAAAAAAAMI/rI39zov_ayI/s1600-h/Cruise2+218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285774179487167154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVrXnGtDsrI/AAAAAAAAAMI/rI39zov_ayI/s400/Cruise2+218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little does Kelly know-her hat is about to fly off into the deep blue ocean.  Keep smiling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285782293054525362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVre_YGQj7I/AAAAAAAAAMw/E2WD2adBlx0/s400/cruise+Tyson+225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it a big wet one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVrXmq0Oe7I/AAAAAAAAAMA/ybuA7NjesJ4/s1600-h/Cruise2+165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285774172001041330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVrXmq0Oe7I/AAAAAAAAAMA/ybuA7NjesJ4/s400/Cruise2+165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, a sting-ray back rub---YES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVrWhfg5irI/AAAAAAAAAL4/LBVMfaE-Xmw/s1600-h/Cruise2+166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285772983556213426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVrWhfg5irI/AAAAAAAAAL4/LBVMfaE-Xmw/s400/Cruise2+166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having second thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVrWhFyEVsI/AAAAAAAAALw/XczB5n9bsyw/s1600-h/Cruise2+154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285772976648902338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVrWhFyEVsI/AAAAAAAAALw/XczB5n9bsyw/s400/Cruise2+154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawn's find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVrWg7BvDNI/AAAAAAAAALo/j2ZuEyMmWVw/s1600-h/Cruise2+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285772973761826002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVrWg7BvDNI/AAAAAAAAALo/j2ZuEyMmWVw/s400/Cruise2+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pucker up Shawn.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVrWgUJU2hI/AAAAAAAAALg/JBfku99nm58/s1600-h/Cruise2+144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285772963324680722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVrWgUJU2hI/AAAAAAAAALg/JBfku99nm58/s400/Cruise2+144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that Reese in the speedo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVrWgD3FFnI/AAAAAAAAALY/Pqrxr0cAHGU/s1600-h/Cruise2+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285772958953182834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVrWgD3FFnI/AAAAAAAAALY/Pqrxr0cAHGU/s400/Cruise2+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having a bad hair day Nicky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285782287382087010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVre_C92BWI/AAAAAAAAAMo/9ZHFDezCat0/s400/P1010096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicky &amp;amp; Ira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVrU-YVOr2I/AAAAAAAAALQ/9MwUSSrJUNw/s1600-h/cruise1+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285771280821170018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVrU-YVOr2I/AAAAAAAAALQ/9MwUSSrJUNw/s400/cruise1+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would even do this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285782303646613634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVre__jnAII/AAAAAAAAANA/I0ocJlDv6eM/s400/cruise+Tyson+235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cave tubing in Belize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVrU96sDP6I/AAAAAAAAALI/pcHOxMKZePs/s1600-h/cruise1+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285771272863825826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVrU96sDP6I/AAAAAAAAALI/pcHOxMKZePs/s400/cruise1+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang on Ty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVrU9YkM3dI/AAAAAAAAALA/bNV-zTDeoag/s1600-h/cruise1+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285771263704096210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVrU9YkM3dI/AAAAAAAAALA/bNV-zTDeoag/s400/cruise1+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I was that scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVrU8b2HOcI/AAAAAAAAAKw/uM_78A6dyiY/s1600-h/cruise1+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285771247404661186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVrU8b2HOcI/AAAAAAAAAKw/uM_78A6dyiY/s400/cruise1+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sting-Ray City-Caman Islands&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285782297640764482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVre_pLtBEI/AAAAAAAAAM4/UtItEk2F_lE/s400/cruise+Tyson+280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you all see the turtle that I caught?  haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285782280497595122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVre-pUdAvI/AAAAAAAAAMg/cWvsAfusAIk/s400/P1010231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two that made it all possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285774190568540914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVrXnv_ECvI/AAAAAAAAAMY/b_1McAIwiZ4/s400/cruise+2+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt; THANK YOU!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961138214913165373-9050571194772524801?l=tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/feeds/9050571194772524801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961138214913165373&amp;postID=9050571194772524801' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/9050571194772524801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/9050571194772524801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR!'/><author><name>tysonandmandimoser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11505146029997758337</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/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVrU8xfFlfI/AAAAAAAAAK4/xkVA6ExT_JA/s72-c/cruise1+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961138214913165373.post-3180513604102706085</id><published>2008-12-25T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T16:46:50.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Trapped</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;OK, I know it's only been a few hours since my last post, but I am geting antsy. I love to be home, but when I know I can't leave it makes me crazy. Here is what we've been up to today. It all started at 7:00 this morning. Wide eyed kids anticipating Santa's presents.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283881997186486834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVQermVh0jI/AAAAAAAAAI4/LuvoVa4XrmM/s400/Snowy+Christmas+08+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Parker was a bit disapointed that Santa actually left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He thought Santa would be here when he woke up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283882005074006834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVQesDuD0zI/AAAAAAAAAJA/pgf_ugprVCU/s400/Snowy+Christmas+08+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brave guests-although my dad wasn't exactly glad to be out in the #### snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283885745604257138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVQiFyR95XI/AAAAAAAAAJo/vP2s9xZTK1o/s400/Snowy+Christmas+08+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283882023245216146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVQetHaaeZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/YeHLvH6R5fE/s400/Snowy+Christmas+08+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitch teaching Jaxon how to hit.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283882010665587266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVQesYjMkkI/AAAAAAAAAJI/6YT7sSlfFnU/s400/Snowy+Christmas+08+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow caves!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283885761337984802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 401px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVQiGs5LhyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/VhEoC8j8_uI/s400/Snowy+Christmas+2008+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283885756095224050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVQiGZXNWPI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/mLz8GPF28NA/s400/Snowy+Christmas+2008+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283887983953042290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVQkIEx523I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/oBKU1KrNzzQ/s400/Snowy+Christmas+2008+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283887993037944626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVQkImn6dzI/AAAAAAAAAKY/k32hefTIZQg/s400/Snowy+Christmas+2008+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tyson got stuck.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283887974819602850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVQkHiwUoaI/AAAAAAAAAKI/2GkedlOSplM/s400/Snowy+Christmas+2008+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every year I get so excited to see the kids play with their new toys, but it never fails that Jaxon's favorite are the cheap tanks, army guys, jeeps, and action figures.  Within minutes of opening a tank, he has all his army guys out and is setting up some type of a battle.  Christmas could be real inexpensive if I wouldn't feel so guilty about it.  I always feel like I need to get more stuff.  He has played and played with these cheap toys ALL day.  He probably would have been just as happy with this and nothing else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283890964654352594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVQm1kweaNI/AAAAAAAAAKg/JqYq9kRd1QU/s400/army+guys+12+25+08+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283890973507169170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVQm2FvJq5I/AAAAAAAAAKo/oLWwZJFL6RI/s400/army+guys+12+25+08+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It has been a wonderful Christmas-minus the trapped part.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961138214913165373-3180513604102706085?l=tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/feeds/3180513604102706085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961138214913165373&amp;postID=3180513604102706085' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/3180513604102706085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/3180513604102706085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/2008/12/still-trapped.html' title='Still Trapped'/><author><name>tysonandmandimoser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11505146029997758337</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/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVQermVh0jI/AAAAAAAAAI4/LuvoVa4XrmM/s72-c/Snowy+Christmas+08+032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961138214913165373.post-912153679383544246</id><published>2008-12-25T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T13:46:04.699-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stuck in snow on Christmas.'/><title type='text'>TRAPPED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;For some reason we can't make it to the Moser Christmas Party today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283841998128367202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVP6TWO7RmI/AAAAAAAAAIY/i0sYcJ1EJzc/s400/Snowy+Christmas+08+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Two out of the three cars who attempted our driveway today got stuck. One of them being a snow plow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283842004546758002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVP6TuJMJXI/AAAAAAAAAIg/8l-d05JyB90/s400/Snowy+Christmas+08+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Check out the size of that snow drift right in our driveway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283842015160221858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVP6UVrowKI/AAAAAAAAAIo/mbSyrihuMwQ/s400/Snowy+Christmas+08+047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tyson's snowmobile can't evenhandle it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perhaps it is the driver? HA HA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283842020177052642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVP6UoXvg-I/AAAAAAAAAIw/1FHynJFCy3Q/s400/Snowy+Christmas+08+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We really got dumped on with lots of wind. One problem, my family is getting hungry, so you Moser's better have saved us some food. We may attempt this jourey just so I don't have to cook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961138214913165373-912153679383544246?l=tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/feeds/912153679383544246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961138214913165373&amp;postID=912153679383544246' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/912153679383544246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/912153679383544246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/2008/12/trapped.html' title='TRAPPED'/><author><name>tysonandmandimoser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11505146029997758337</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/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SVP6TWO7RmI/AAAAAAAAAIY/i0sYcJ1EJzc/s72-c/Snowy+Christmas+08+045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961138214913165373.post-3078002611374004869</id><published>2008-12-22T13:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T13:49:57.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The S word</title><content type='html'>A few days ago I was grading papers and I looked up to see a pale faced Jaxon and his first grade teacher Mrs. Hull (Jen's mom) standing there.  She said, "Jaxon needs to talk to you about saying the S word in class" then she quickly left the room leaving Jaxon beside my desk and my entire class watching to see what my reaction would be.  Jaxon was about to cry as I gave him the meanest look possible.  Under his breath he said, "it wasn't S-H-I-T, it was shut-up."  In my mind I was wondering why in the world she was making such a big deal out of him saying shut-up, but I guess that it really isn't a nice thing to say so I let him have it.  I really let him have it, telling him that Santa may not come if he behaves this way, and why would he ever talk that way, and he is grounded from friends, XBOX , and TV until he could earn it back.  Then I sent him back to class.  About 10 minutes later, I get a call from Mrs. Hull.  "What has he done now?"  I thought.  Mrs. Hull tells me that she just found out what the S word was.  She tells me that a little girl in her class tattled on him for saying the S word.  She assumed it was S-H-I-T and called Jaxon back to her table to have a talk with him.  He told her that his mom says it &lt;u&gt;all&lt;/u&gt; the time and that it is OK if he says it because his mom &lt;u&gt;lets&lt;/u&gt; him say it.  Well, she couldn't believe that I let him talk that way and that is when she brought him to talk it over with me.   She felt bad, but I felt worse.  I had just scared the crap out of Jaxon for saying shut up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961138214913165373-3078002611374004869?l=tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/feeds/3078002611374004869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961138214913165373&amp;postID=3078002611374004869' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/3078002611374004869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/3078002611374004869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/2008/12/s-word.html' title='The S word'/><author><name>tysonandmandimoser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11505146029997758337</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-8961138214913165373.post-1303425786421604308</id><published>2008-12-13T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T09:47:37.526-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first real snow'/><title type='text'>Our First Real Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; This is our first real snow. I looked out the window this morning and saw &lt;strong&gt;white,&lt;/strong&gt; and for a few, maybe 4 seconds, I thought, "pretty" but then I was thinking, "GO AWAY!!! GO AWAY!!!" I am definately not much of a snow person. The kids (Tyson, Jaxon, and Parker) sure love it though. This is Jaxon's fort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279319710840748594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SUPpTlRhejI/AAAAAAAAAHo/tku63QrufRc/s400/first+snow+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Tyson thinks he's so cool!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279319697001353986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SUPpSxt9EwI/AAAAAAAAAHY/WLGTJ2GminU/s400/first+snow+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;This was fun.  Parker loves to be pulled behind the four wheeler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279319702689205618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SUPpTG6CzXI/AAAAAAAAAHg/RHSna_f_DL0/s400/first+snow+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;This is our dog Spike. We have had her for 8 years. she is the BEST dog you could ask for, yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;even better then Princess.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279324773136739730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SUPt6Py8LZI/AAAAAAAAAIA/hzaXuJonpss/s400/first+snow+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961138214913165373-1303425786421604308?l=tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/feeds/1303425786421604308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961138214913165373&amp;postID=1303425786421604308' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/1303425786421604308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/1303425786421604308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-first-real-snow.html' title='Our First Real Snow'/><author><name>tysonandmandimoser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11505146029997758337</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/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SUPpTlRhejI/AAAAAAAAAHo/tku63QrufRc/s72-c/first+snow+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961138214913165373.post-1525689114576434603</id><published>2008-12-13T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T07:09:10.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Job</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;I teach third grade at my old school. My classroom now was my classroom when I was in 6th grade. I really love my job. It has been an adjustment to get to know this new school, but I am really happy on the West Side. Every year it takes me a while to actually love my students, but yesterday, I had some Christmas music playing, we were doing an art project, and they were all singing along, and I realized that I am finally there with this class. I have a special place in my heart for each one of those kids. This time of year is bitter sweet for a teacher. Every year I have taught I've had a few kids in my class who I almost hate to send home at the end of the day. Their home life sucks. I feel so sorry for them and wish I could just bring them home with me at the end of each day. I know we all have those moments when we realize that you don't have to look far to see that life could be much worse, that we need to stop thinking about what we don't have a be thankful for what we do have. I have had lots of those moments lately and I am very thankful for all that I have. For good health, a warm home, food, and good family and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961138214913165373-1525689114576434603?l=tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/feeds/1525689114576434603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961138214913165373&amp;postID=1525689114576434603' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/1525689114576434603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/1525689114576434603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-job.html' title='My Job'/><author><name>tysonandmandimoser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11505146029997758337</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-8961138214913165373.post-5653018792041731960</id><published>2008-12-10T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:04:20.987-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FUN FISHING'/><title type='text'>Fun Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I haven't posted for quite a while. I was looking through my pictures and found some recent pictures of some fun times I have had with my family. My dad is a big time fisherman. I mean the guy eats, drinks, and sleeps fishing. He has seven grandsons who always beg him to take them fishing, but honestly, I agree with him that fishing with kids isn't fun. It sounds like way more work than it is worth. My mom had a brilliant idea for all seven grandkids, a few of us adults and my dad to go fishing at some guy's pond in Minkcreek. We had to use fly-fishing poles because they didn't want us using bait. So if you know much about fishing, fly-fishing is not for kids. Just imagine hooks flying through the air and seven very eager and excited boys all wanting a turn. I was not really looking forward to it, but take a look.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278380316979795234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 436px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SUCS7qb-lSI/AAAAAAAAAGg/QKAdFc2VlnA/s400/fishing+08+073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were so many fish that Parker even snagged one by it's gills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278380277377948530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 420px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 335px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SUCS5W6KW3I/AAAAAAAAAGA/GZtyRjGbQuQ/s400/fishing+08+064.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My dad told Colby he had to kiss it before he let it go, Colby sain NO WAY GRANDPA!! My dad asked him why he would kiss a horse, a cow, a cat and his dog, but not a fish swimming in fresh clean water. Colby thought for a moment and said, "Grandpa, that water is muddy."&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278380292053635074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 434px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SUCS6NlHkAI/AAAAAAAAAGI/u1l1LpiVBrs/s400/fishing+08+065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I know that you should never believe fish stories, but I am not kidding, every kid had several chances to reel in fish that were really big. It was not like I thought it would be at all. We had three poles going. Between my dad and Tyson, there was always somebody reeling in a big one. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278380301632393970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 447px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 332px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SUCS6xQ30vI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/2Y8ijJXvWMY/s400/fishing+08+076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tyson and my dad pretty much would cast out, get a bite, then hand the pole off to one on the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278380309528291010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 464px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SUCS7OrZpsI/AAAAAAAAAGY/6_wCLVxCpOI/s400/fishing+08+068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a beautiful day, especially for December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278385150575544866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SUCXVA_AiiI/AAAAAAAAAGo/UR3LZNaflr4/s400/Tyson+and+Jaxon+fishing.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I hate my voice, but Jaxon really wants me to add this.&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-32d4fd9304f64685" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D32d4fd9304f64685%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331413135%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D43FDB45B87FAD51694D81619EB97920CA358C564.143E403945B84AF96F202A8749C6C2031B224066%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D32d4fd9304f64685%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKv_HiD-IQ4Q8rSKv6x9y2v16W0I&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D32d4fd9304f64685%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331413135%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D43FDB45B87FAD51694D81619EB97920CA358C564.143E403945B84AF96F202A8749C6C2031B224066%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D32d4fd9304f64685%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKv_HiD-IQ4Q8rSKv6x9y2v16W0I&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961138214913165373-5653018792041731960?l=tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=32d4fd9304f64685&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/feeds/5653018792041731960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961138214913165373&amp;postID=5653018792041731960' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/5653018792041731960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/5653018792041731960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/2008/12/fun-times.html' title='Fun Times'/><author><name>tysonandmandimoser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11505146029997758337</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/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SUCS7qb-lSI/AAAAAAAAAGg/QKAdFc2VlnA/s72-c/fishing+08+073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961138214913165373.post-7290902692795647308</id><published>2008-11-30T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T19:15:05.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>On Thanksgiving we went to my G-ma and G-pa Wood's house in Utah. It was a great day. We had a great time together eating, talking and eating, then eating some more. I just love all of my Wood relatives. My Norm cooked a wonderful meal. My mom decided that we should take pictures of all the grandkids on Grandpa's rock. It was very difficult to get all those little boys to sit still and look at the camera on such an exciting day, so these are the best pictures we could take. It is hard to tell, because it was a foggy day, but in the background is a beautiful view of my grandpa's farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are my two twirps-Jaxon 6 and Parker 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/STNR6C5-DuI/AAAAAAAAAFo/oGTMdnLTb1o/s1600-h/Thanks+16fav.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274649646235258594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/STNR6C5-DuI/AAAAAAAAAFo/oGTMdnLTb1o/s400/Thanks+16fav.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Colby 3, Chelsi's little cowboy, and for some reason, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he thought this tractor was much neater than the rock. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You have to know this kid to completely understand, but &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he is a future farmer/cowboy/bull rider/a real John Deere &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;type of kid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/STNR6HeuHpI/AAAAAAAAAFg/CRzNLqJB6hI/s1600-h/Thanks13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274649647463145106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/STNR6HeuHpI/AAAAAAAAAFg/CRzNLqJB6hI/s400/Thanks13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my grandpa, my dad, and &lt;strong&gt;ALL&lt;/strong&gt; the grandson's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/STNR6NiCRYI/AAAAAAAAAFY/SeR0_XkzOaw/s1600-h/Thanks9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274649649087661442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/STNR6NiCRYI/AAAAAAAAAFY/SeR0_XkzOaw/s400/Thanks9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitch, my brother with all his nephews. Hopefull there will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someday be a girl amongst all these rowdie boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/STNR57nmPmI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/SAG34hkozXU/s1600-h/Thanks4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274649644279152226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/STNR57nmPmI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/SAG34hkozXU/s400/Thanks4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/STNR5snNGSI/AAAAAAAAAFI/O6Ku_OWHfOk/s1600-h/Thanks3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274649640250972450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/STNR5snNGSI/AAAAAAAAAFI/O6Ku_OWHfOk/s400/Thanks3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are Toni's boys Peyton 11, Stockton 8, Blaize 4, and Eli 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274653374417100194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/STNVTDdyXaI/AAAAAAAAAF4/gMBhpAf3sMI/s400/Thanks10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961138214913165373-7290902692795647308?l=tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/feeds/7290902692795647308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961138214913165373&amp;postID=7290902692795647308' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/7290902692795647308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/7290902692795647308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>tysonandmandimoser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11505146029997758337</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/_8AUnhP6wyMU/STNR6C5-DuI/AAAAAAAAAFo/oGTMdnLTb1o/s72-c/Thanks+16fav.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961138214913165373.post-7863507623196064003</id><published>2008-11-26T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T12:36:53.296-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Feeling Happy!!</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning to Parker's eyes one inch away from mine, telling me he loves me and Tyson &lt;strong&gt;both&lt;/strong&gt; the most. It made me happy. Then I remembered that it was the first day of my Thanksgiving Break and that I could roll over and enjoy the comfort of my bed rather than get out of bed, wake up my two little boys, get them ready, race to get my hair done, make up on, breakfast cooked, prepare sack lunches, drop Parker off at the sitters and be to work by 7:45. This made me REAL happy. Then I realized that I get to do this for four more days and I got REALLY REALLY happy, and to top it all off, Tyson wants to take me to see Twilight tonight. (Wonder what he wants?) I am feeling very happy. I hope you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving! Can't wait to see you all-those who will be around!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961138214913165373-7863507623196064003?l=tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/feeds/7863507623196064003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961138214913165373&amp;postID=7863507623196064003' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/7863507623196064003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/7863507623196064003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/2008/11/feeling-happy.html' title='Feeling Happy!!'/><author><name>tysonandmandimoser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11505146029997758337</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-8961138214913165373.post-2566156120019673625</id><published>2008-11-23T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T18:13:08.324-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lanuna Beach'/><title type='text'>An Experience to Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and my girls at beautiful Laguna Beach.  What an amazing weekend!!!  My mom had never seen the ocean before.  We went to visit Toni, and were excited to spend time with her on the beach.  It was amazing, these pictures don't do justice.  Our hotel was across the street from a beautiful beach, but with our luck, there was a sewage spill and there were signs everywhere saying that the water was contaminated and so we couldn't get in.  But is was still amazingly beautiful.  I guess that gives us an excuse to go back another time, so my mom can actually swim in the ocean.  I am quite sure Toni will never want to go back to that place again though.  Maybe we'll have to go to San Diego instead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SSoG3MhyJMI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8sTBw6VwFAA/s1600-h/halloween+and+laguna+052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272033859116082370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SSoG3MhyJMI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8sTBw6VwFAA/s400/halloween+and+laguna+052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me, Chelsi, Mom, and Toni  (a day that will never be forgotten)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SSoG2_qQpKI/AAAAAAAAAE4/QH72PgaMeZ8/s1600-h/halloween+and+laguna+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272033855661974690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SSoG2_qQpKI/AAAAAAAAAE4/QH72PgaMeZ8/s400/halloween+and+laguna+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chelsi, one of my favorite sisters, who always has to be first at everything-ha ha!!  She thinks everything in life is a race and one day she will just realize that she can not beat me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SSoG2Ny7MlI/AAAAAAAAAEw/AOMaj11q13o/s1600-h/halloween+and+laguna+054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272033842276545106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SSoG2Ny7MlI/AAAAAAAAAEw/AOMaj11q13o/s400/halloween+and+laguna+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have been through a lot together the past couple of months, but I want you all to know that I love you all so much!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SSoG1uqYH4I/AAAAAAAAAEo/O4soamoro0I/s1600-h/halloween+and+laguna+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272033833919192962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SSoG1uqYH4I/AAAAAAAAAEo/O4soamoro0I/s400/halloween+and+laguna+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I laugh because you are my sister, I smile because there is nothing you can do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SSoG08NkKZI/AAAAAAAAAEg/faGUHHdjJKI/s1600-h/halloween+and+laguna+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272033820376574354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SSoG08NkKZI/AAAAAAAAAEg/faGUHHdjJKI/s400/halloween+and+laguna+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961138214913165373-2566156120019673625?l=tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/feeds/2566156120019673625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961138214913165373&amp;postID=2566156120019673625' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/2566156120019673625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/2566156120019673625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/2008/11/experience-to-remember.html' title='An Experience to Remember'/><author><name>tysonandmandimoser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11505146029997758337</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/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SSoG3MhyJMI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8sTBw6VwFAA/s72-c/halloween+and+laguna+052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961138214913165373.post-2678983065689140436</id><published>2008-11-09T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T20:49:09.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SRe9K7ZkoEI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/XYsVqBX58Ok/s1600-h/Derrick.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266886284674375746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SRe9K7ZkoEI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/XYsVqBX58Ok/s400/Derrick.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am such a dork when it comes to computers, so I have been trying to figure this blogging thing out and I have to admit it is quite fun but very frustrating for a dummy like myself. I have lots to learn. I have been bugging Kelly all night long because I can't figure this crap out on my own. So, thanks Kelly-I hope Desmond stops crying. I think he was trying to tell me that he wants me. I am his favorite aunt you all know. I just have to add this picture of Derrick from our family camping trip. We were trying to get a picture of all the adults and we were all there, except for Frank. Derrick was yelling FRANK as loud as he could and now it doesn't seem so funny, but after four days of camping, we were all wore out and dirty and smelly and for some reason it was hilarious. I especially like Robyn in the backgroud. &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/8961138214913165373-2678983065689140436?l=tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/feeds/2678983065689140436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961138214913165373&amp;postID=2678983065689140436' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/2678983065689140436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/2678983065689140436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-such-dork-when-it-comes-to.html' title=''/><author><name>tysonandmandimoser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11505146029997758337</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/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SRe9K7ZkoEI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/XYsVqBX58Ok/s72-c/Derrick.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961138214913165373.post-2675230679894907433</id><published>2008-11-08T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T20:38:17.224-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>My Favorite Time of Year!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266874944652599778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SRey22hsYeI/AAAAAAAAACg/EOu3rkN56uQ/s320/halloween+and+laguna+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266874932354608498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SRey2Itn7XI/AAAAAAAAACY/CKRPpGvD5W4/s320/halloween+and+laguna+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266874917452208114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 366px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SRey1RMnV_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/6JKobEYRzX0/s320/halloween+and+laguna+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Halloween is fun, but I am always glad when it is over. It may have something to do with teaching school and having a Halloween Party with 23 out of control loaded with sugar kids and myself trying to control the maddness. We had a fun Halloween, once school was finally out. We, my mom and sister and I took out kids trick-or-treating the old fashion way (I HATE trunk-or-treat). It was so fun walking around the neighborhood from door to door, and watching, especially the older people, take some time with the kids and admiring their costumes. They didn't get as much candy as they would at the truck-or-treat, but who needs all that crap anyway? As you can tell I am an anti-trunk-or -treat type of gal. I think it is just a bunch of greedy kids trying to get as much candy as they can. I especially get annoyed with the older kids who would go around 2-3 times. I'll quit going off on it-sorry!!! We took the kids to the Arctic Circle playland for dinner and let them play for an hour or so, and had the place to ourselves. They gave each kid a halloween flashlight as their treat and then we headed to Chelsi's neighborhood for trick-or-treating. Anyways, a funny thing happened. Stockton's freaky bleeding skeleton costume started leaking blood, so we had to come up with something else for him to wear. It was sad, because he ABSOLUTELY LOVED his costume. We threw together whatever we could find and he was the cutest little girl in heels and lipstick I have ever seen, if Toni had a girl this is what she would look like. At every door he had to explain to everyone that he was only wearing it because Chelsi was making him. We laughed so hard I almost peed my pants. Then we put the kids in the back of my mom's truck and took them to the Dunn house. If you don't know what the Dunn house is, next year you have got to go! It is a house in Whitney that goes all out and I mean really scary all out for Halloween. We had all 7 little boys and Tyson in the back of my mom's truck and they were freaked out-including Tyson (he'll never read this). It was a real fun night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, now that Halloween is over with, which is where I started, now it is my favorite time of year. I love the feeling of the holidays. I especially love being a teacher around the holidays, knowing that I have a Thanksgiving and Christmas Break to look forward to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266875789567774114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 404px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SRezoCFKzaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1GgkyVDntUA/s320/halloween+and+laguna+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266875778371841954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 370px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SReznYX2b6I/AAAAAAAAACw/fmWEJEWp85E/s320/halloween+and+laguna+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266875773886600930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SReznHqfFuI/AAAAAAAAACo/ZIrhurLEabA/s320/halloween+and+laguna+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961138214913165373-2675230679894907433?l=tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/feeds/2675230679894907433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961138214913165373&amp;postID=2675230679894907433' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/2675230679894907433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/2675230679894907433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-favorite-time-of-year.html' title='My Favorite Time of Year!!!'/><author><name>tysonandmandimoser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11505146029997758337</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/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SRey22hsYeI/AAAAAAAAACg/EOu3rkN56uQ/s72-c/halloween+and+laguna+030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961138214913165373.post-5839634289969031831</id><published>2008-10-11T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T20:24:38.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SRe3YAnbDqI/AAAAAAAAADI/mgazdviMwhA/s1600-h/Oct+4+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266879912343178914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SRe3YAnbDqI/AAAAAAAAADI/mgazdviMwhA/s320/Oct+4+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266879903654273346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SRe3XgP04UI/AAAAAAAAADA/YqkYfACmq9w/s320/Oct+4+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this time of year, especially football and soccer. We look forward to Friday night football games, even though we freeze out butts off, then Jaxon's Saturday soccer games. Jaxon's soccer team is undefeated and today, he made the game winning goal. I love to watch him play, whenever he makes a goal he looks at me and gives me a thumbs up. His cousin Ryan is on his team. Those little kids are hilarious.&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/8961138214913165373-5839634289969031831?l=tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/feeds/5839634289969031831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961138214913165373&amp;postID=5839634289969031831' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/5839634289969031831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/5839634289969031831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/2008/10/soccer.html' title='Soccer'/><author><name>tysonandmandimoser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11505146029997758337</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/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SRe3YAnbDqI/AAAAAAAAADI/mgazdviMwhA/s72-c/Oct+4+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961138214913165373.post-168291251981296991</id><published>2008-10-11T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T20:27:35.387-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Big Boy'/><title type='text'>POTTY TRAINED????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SRe4JBGH2EI/AAAAAAAAADY/fe3DqPQQdao/s1600-h/Oct+4+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266880754285533250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SRe4JBGH2EI/AAAAAAAAADY/fe3DqPQQdao/s320/Oct+4+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SRe4IWz6RDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/F3TFlfUJEUM/s1600-h/Oct+4+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266880742934856754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SRe4IWz6RDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/F3TFlfUJEUM/s320/Oct+4+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My wonderful baby-sitter asked if I would buy some underwear for Parker to wear because she thought he was ready to be trained. I thought, whatever he is only 2 years and five months old, but thought she could give it a try and she could have fun cleaning up his accidents. Well it turns out he was totally ready and he is totally (I should probably knock on wood) trained. She needs a huge bonus the next pay day!!! I love her!!! He loves his big boy underwear and even sleeps in them and has never (again I am knocking on wood) wet the bed. It has only been two weeks, but I am THRILLED!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961138214913165373-168291251981296991?l=tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/feeds/168291251981296991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961138214913165373&amp;postID=168291251981296991' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/168291251981296991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/168291251981296991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/2008/10/potty-trained.html' title='POTTY TRAINED????'/><author><name>tysonandmandimoser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11505146029997758337</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/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SRe4JBGH2EI/AAAAAAAAADY/fe3DqPQQdao/s72-c/Oct+4+025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961138214913165373.post-4348662303561266824</id><published>2008-10-04T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T12:37:53.922-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experiment'/><title type='text'>Rainy Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;J&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SRe558x309I/AAAAAAAAAEA/puou8v2sYcQ/s1600-h/Oct+4+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266882694452073426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SRe558x309I/AAAAAAAAAEA/puou8v2sYcQ/s320/Oct+4+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jaxon riding CJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SRe55mZnQCI/AAAAAAAAAD4/FKnIbPqYVb0/s1600-h/Oct+4+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266882688444743714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SRe55mZnQCI/AAAAAAAAAD4/FKnIbPqYVb0/s320/Oct+4+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266882263488834178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SRe5g3UOqoI/AAAAAAAAADo/s4x6BxEEM20/s320/Oct+4+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad and the new barn!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not much of a writer or a blogger, in fact, I don't know if what I am typing right now will actually even show up on my blog, so consider this an experiment. I really enjoy looking at all your blogs, and have always wanted to try it, but since I went back to work full time I feel that every spare moment I get I need to spend with my kids. Today is a rainy day and there isn't much to do inside on a rainy day besides clean and cook and I REALLY don't want to do either one of those right now so I decided that I would give it a whirl. If this works I may have a new rainy day hobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been looking back on my summer pictures and it makes me sad how fast time flies. We had a great summer. One of our favorite- My parents own the field behind our house and my mom built a horse barn, an arena, and a round pen (in our back yard) then brought Jaxon and Parker's favorite horse CJ to live here. It has been lots of fun!!! I picked a few of my favorite summer pictures to share with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961138214913165373-4348662303561266824?l=tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/feeds/4348662303561266824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961138214913165373&amp;postID=4348662303561266824' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/4348662303561266824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961138214913165373/posts/default/4348662303561266824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tysonandmandimoser.blogspot.com/2008/10/rainy-days.html' title='Rainy Days'/><author><name>tysonandmandimoser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11505146029997758337</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/_8AUnhP6wyMU/SRe558x309I/AAAAAAAAAEA/puou8v2sYcQ/s72-c/Oct+4+018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
