<?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-804742029715498091</id><updated>2011-12-27T22:07:10.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Malcom Family</title><subtitle type='html'>forever, for always, no matter what</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-4962647008667076152</id><published>2011-02-22T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T09:15:51.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutiest Cook!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dWvfYxZd8dE/TWPumsIPd5I/AAAAAAAAAY0/RfNjDrT84UA/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dWvfYxZd8dE/TWPumsIPd5I/AAAAAAAAAY0/RfNjDrT84UA/s400/005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576563112062973842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKnJloWgBjk/TWPuVvzjlmI/AAAAAAAAAYs/0u1kSX4-tIE/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKnJloWgBjk/TWPuVvzjlmI/AAAAAAAAAYs/0u1kSX4-tIE/s400/006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576562820992177762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalton had decide to be my helper. Whenever I am in the kitchen doing anything he will run get his apron on and dash right back and ask if he can help. Sometimes I get more help then I bargain for but, I love that he is so willing to spend time with me. He is a major daddy's boy so I love it when I get some time with him. Love you little Buddy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-4962647008667076152?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4962647008667076152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=4962647008667076152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/4962647008667076152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/4962647008667076152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2011/02/cutiest-cook.html' title='Cutiest Cook!'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/-dWvfYxZd8dE/TWPumsIPd5I/AAAAAAAAAY0/RfNjDrT84UA/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-540239532204398982</id><published>2011-02-22T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T09:10:10.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys will be Boys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Fub8bVzIAQ/TWPtPEzPi7I/AAAAAAAAAYk/XzeX_C7LMTM/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Fub8bVzIAQ/TWPtPEzPi7I/AAAAAAAAAYk/XzeX_C7LMTM/s400/004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576561606857296818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lpRrY2Ftd4Y/TWPtESiruVI/AAAAAAAAAYc/tG1n4FgTEWY/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lpRrY2Ftd4Y/TWPtESiruVI/AAAAAAAAAYc/tG1n4FgTEWY/s400/003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576561421567375698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff signed the boys up for wrestling this year and so far they have loved it. The down side to this new activity is that my house and especially my bed had turned into a wrestling arena. I am starting to think that maybe we will stick with basketball, baseball and other sports that don't require destroying my house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-540239532204398982?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/540239532204398982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=540239532204398982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/540239532204398982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/540239532204398982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2011/02/boys-will-be-boys.html' title='Boys will be Boys!'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/-6Fub8bVzIAQ/TWPtPEzPi7I/AAAAAAAAAYk/XzeX_C7LMTM/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-6849676525223325603</id><published>2011-02-22T08:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T09:02:18.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-udO0-goO4gQ/TWPqdlmYgjI/AAAAAAAAAYM/HNGi9xPCG0s/s1600/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-udO0-goO4gQ/TWPqdlmYgjI/AAAAAAAAAYM/HNGi9xPCG0s/s400/080.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576558557645013554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ofcYMZECj6E/TWPp0bCQjNI/AAAAAAAAAX8/TuPjyQXfe78/s1600/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ofcYMZECj6E/TWPp0bCQjNI/AAAAAAAAAX8/TuPjyQXfe78/s400/066.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576557850434505938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year Grandpa Mounteer had the kids come down to the garden and pick out their pumpkin for Halloween. They were so excited to carve them, up until they got to the part were you have to clean the inside of the pumpkin then of course they turned in to little whiners who didn't want to touch the slimey stuff. But, we made it through and this kids had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year for Halloween Cooper wanted to be a Ninja and of course Dalton has to do whatever Cooper is doing so he too was a Ninja. Kaylee was funny cause she just couldn't find what she wanted to be so she finally settled on a rocker chic I guess is what you might call it. I personally call it a happy child and a relieved Mom who dosen't have to worry any more about a costume.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-6849676525223325603?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6849676525223325603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=6849676525223325603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/6849676525223325603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/6849676525223325603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2011/02/halloween-2010.html' title='Halloween 2010'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/-udO0-goO4gQ/TWPqdlmYgjI/AAAAAAAAAYM/HNGi9xPCG0s/s72-c/080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-7946751841272260863</id><published>2011-02-22T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T08:51:03.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooper turns 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lCbzJh0aEYI/TWPkeYoSf1I/AAAAAAAAAX0/1k_ZhPzd2D4/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lCbzJh0aEYI/TWPkeYoSf1I/AAAAAAAAAX0/1k_ZhPzd2D4/s400/044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576551974273449810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hhv3V509I3c/TWPjwyfqPfI/AAAAAAAAAXs/sSoyx6XgdLs/s1600/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hhv3V509I3c/TWPjwyfqPfI/AAAAAAAAAXs/sSoyx6XgdLs/s400/046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576551190942596594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I don't know were all the time has gone. It seems like it was yesterday I was bringing home my big newborn little boy. Now I never had brothers so this was my first experience dealing with a boy. I have to say I love being a mother of little boys. Cooper has always been so full of life. He is happy and willing to help me with whatever I am doing. He runs to his brother and sisters side to help them as well. He hates getting in trouble. It breaks his heart to know that he has made you upset. He has such a sweet heart when it comes to others and their feelings. He tries hard to be a good person and to be a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year he is in Kindergarten and loves it. He has good friends and especially loves to help his teacher Mrs. Wright. He must have made a good impression on her because at our parent teacher conference she told us that he is why she teaches, she loves having him in her class. He works hard and loves learning he is even becoming a good little reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year for Coopers birthday we had a Halloween party we decorated the house, invited his friends and played some games. We had a such a good time. Jeff and I even managed to surprise him. We bought him the Battle for Endor lego set. He had been wanting it since we went to the lego store in California. He was so excited. I think he lost his enthusiasm when it took us like 4 hours to put it together. Oh well! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bubba you are the best kid! I love being your Mom I consider you to be one the greatest blessing in my life. You are a strong determined person who tries hard to do his best with whatever you are doing. You are kind and considerate of others. Everyday I thank Heavenly Father for you. You are truly a great blessing to our family. Love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-7946751841272260863?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7946751841272260863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=7946751841272260863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/7946751841272260863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/7946751841272260863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2011/02/cooper-turns-6.html' title='Cooper turns 6'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/-lCbzJh0aEYI/TWPkeYoSf1I/AAAAAAAAAX0/1k_ZhPzd2D4/s72-c/044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-280041444302398966</id><published>2010-11-02T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T14:10:34.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know I am slow about getting around to blog but there is no time like the present I guess.  Plus, I finally had a free second.  It has been pretty strange this year with all my kids in school.  I am not ready to let them grow up yet but, I am so glad that they are excited about school.  Kaylee is currently in 4th grade and loves being in Mr. Wright's class.  She loves Math and Science which she does not get from her mother.  She is also participating in the the schools choir.   Cooper is in Mrs. Wrights Kindergaten class and loves school.  He can't wait to get to school.  Dalton is in Miss Brenda's Busy Bee Pre-school and loves to go see his friend Cardon.&lt;br /&gt;Dalton  Pre-school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/TNB72c4_pdI/AAAAAAAAAXc/96QW93MnXfE/s1600/360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/TNB72c4_pdI/AAAAAAAAAXc/96QW93MnXfE/s400/360.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535060117436736978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper  Kindergarten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/TNB7r0iD6uI/AAAAAAAAAXU/gWwefc4JFPs/s1600/359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/TNB7r0iD6uI/AAAAAAAAAXU/gWwefc4JFPs/s400/359.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535059934804437730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee 4th grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/TNB7S-qukOI/AAAAAAAAAXM/ttYpuGILSdc/s1600/358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/TNB7S-qukOI/AAAAAAAAAXM/ttYpuGILSdc/s400/358.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535059508028412130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-280041444302398966?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/280041444302398966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=280041444302398966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/280041444302398966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/280041444302398966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-know-i-am-slow-about-getting-around.html' title=''/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/TNB72c4_pdI/AAAAAAAAAXc/96QW93MnXfE/s72-c/360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-5625599611331606268</id><published>2010-08-30T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T14:13:13.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My husband, my hero!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/THwekD17nKI/AAAAAAAAAXE/5eH7YL2W40I/s1600/IMG_0652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/THwekD17nKI/AAAAAAAAAXE/5eH7YL2W40I/s400/IMG_0652.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511313648850279586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it has been ages since I have blogged but, like most people, life has gotten in the way of any of my guilty pleasures. But due to the events that have taken place this weekend I felt the need to let my wonderful hubby know how much I love him and tell him that I am so grateful for all he does for us. I am sure many of you have heard about the death of officer Harris from Kane County. I am continually shocked at how hard this hits home when ever a police officer is shot. This shooting is a little harder and has seemed to change the way I view life. Jeff left for Kanab Thursday afternoon as soon as the call came out and and helped with the investigation until late Saturday night, when he was told he needed to get some sleep and needed a day to rest so he came home. I know this sounds selfish but, I was so grateful to have him home and to be able to put my arms around him one more time. I love Jeff and my wonderful kids, and I am so proud of who Jeff. I know it scares me from time to time but, I think I would rather live that way then to see him miserable doing something else. My husband had a dangerous and thankless job and sometimes I wonder why he does it, but I love him and I know he loves what he does. I Love you sweet heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts and prayers go out to the Harris Family! We love you and are so grateful for the the Service of Officer Brian Harris!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-5625599611331606268?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5625599611331606268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=5625599611331606268' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/5625599611331606268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/5625599611331606268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-know-it-has-been-ages-since-i-have.html' title='My husband, my hero!'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/THwekD17nKI/AAAAAAAAAXE/5eH7YL2W40I/s72-c/IMG_0652.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-3228261789813110138</id><published>2010-03-25T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T20:29:53.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dalton is 3!!!</title><content type='html'>Okay so I have been a little slow with blogging.  Currently I have been eat, sleep, and drinking young women's.  Plus March is just a crazy month for me.  Okay now that I am done throwing myself a pity party, My sweet little Dalton turn 3 this year.  We had a great time we took the kids and a few cousins over two Funtime Inflatables and let them wear themselves out for 3 hours then they went home and took a nap, I was in heaven.  Ever since we went to Disneyland at Christmas Dalton had been crazy over Toy Story, especially Woody.  He informed us a couple of weeks before his birthday that he needed a bullseye for his Woody, after Jeff quit laughing hystrically he told him we would get him one.  However that became a tougher task then I thought, my parents went to the Disneystore, no dice.  So I spent a couple of hours on the internet hunting down a bullseye horse, but I totally lucked out and saved the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalton was born on my Dad's birthday, so Sunday on their actually birthday we had a dinner for the two birthday boys and cake.  My Dad and Dalton have a very close relationship and are very good buddies so I think it is sweet that they share their birthdays too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes we even had a Toy Story cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S6wkIEwRqVI/AAAAAAAAAW0/Poocfu8FcY8/s1600/123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S6wkIEwRqVI/AAAAAAAAAW0/Poocfu8FcY8/s400/123.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452772969972607314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Two Birthday Boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S6wjnjJP3lI/AAAAAAAAAWs/XVpgd-he5ww/s1600/131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S6wjnjJP3lI/AAAAAAAAAWs/XVpgd-he5ww/s400/131.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452772411194728018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalton was so excited he begged for Bullseye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S6wi2XSxB3I/AAAAAAAAAWk/FM7oj_YnPq8/s1600/095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S6wi2XSxB3I/AAAAAAAAAWk/FM7oj_YnPq8/s400/095.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452771566199834482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S6wid-YieII/AAAAAAAAAWc/KvqEyTT0CLI/s1600/084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S6wid-YieII/AAAAAAAAAWc/KvqEyTT0CLI/s400/084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452771147196299394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalton in his new Toy Story pj's and boots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S6wh7tXZZLI/AAAAAAAAAWU/TbDDUeu3nPI/s1600/111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S6wh7tXZZLI/AAAAAAAAAWU/TbDDUeu3nPI/s400/111.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452770558512555186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun at Funtime Inflatables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S6whfltcYbI/AAAAAAAAAWM/X1u9De9S20o/s1600/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S6whfltcYbI/AAAAAAAAAWM/X1u9De9S20o/s400/071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452770075421204914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S6whKeXN97I/AAAAAAAAAWE/o68HOinOnRg/s1600/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S6whKeXN97I/AAAAAAAAAWE/o68HOinOnRg/s400/069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452769712671684530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S6wg4nWUa1I/AAAAAAAAAV8/usOP6TD3oiA/s1600/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S6wg4nWUa1I/AAAAAAAAAV8/usOP6TD3oiA/s400/070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452769405846186834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S6wgkylAwZI/AAAAAAAAAV0/BD0qzVTY2-E/s1600/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S6wgkylAwZI/AAAAAAAAAV0/BD0qzVTY2-E/s400/078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452769065263219090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-3228261789813110138?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3228261789813110138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=3228261789813110138' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/3228261789813110138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/3228261789813110138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/okay-so-i-have-been-little-slow-with.html' title='Dalton is 3!!!'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/S6wkIEwRqVI/AAAAAAAAAW0/Poocfu8FcY8/s72-c/123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-2941672519813085449</id><published>2010-02-12T15:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T15:27:44.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S3Xj4O-czeI/AAAAAAAAAVs/NOMkqzu_s6c/s1600-h/006_valintine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 396px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S3Xj4O-czeI/AAAAAAAAAVs/NOMkqzu_s6c/s400/006_valintine.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437502680351952354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-2941672519813085449?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2941672519813085449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=2941672519813085449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/2941672519813085449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/2941672519813085449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines Day!'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/S3Xj4O-czeI/AAAAAAAAAVs/NOMkqzu_s6c/s72-c/006_valintine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-7904486812263621193</id><published>2010-02-05T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T11:41:21.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Deal!</title><content type='html'>I have to tell you about the great deal I got. Kaylee informed me that she had to bring a game to school on Friday for a party. I don't have a ton of games and the ones I have were not cheap, so I hesitated to let her take them. So being the coupon nut I am I found some coupons on coupons.com for some games(Monopoly, Sorry, Pictureka, and clue). At Wal-mart they have a Monopoly card game, and a Pictureka card game for $5.24. The Coupon for Pictureka was $5.00 off and $4.00 off for Monopoly. So I grabbed them and only spent .24 for one and $1.24 for the other. We also played them that night and they were fun. The Pictureka card games has four games you can play and the Monopoly one I really liked because it doesn't last all the day like the real Monopoly. It has a UNO feel to it. If your interested the coupons are good until the 7th.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-7904486812263621193?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7904486812263621193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=7904486812263621193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/7904486812263621193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/7904486812263621193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/great-deal.html' title='Great Deal!'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-9190145481156451943</id><published>2010-02-01T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T11:32:26.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saturday was such a beautiful day, and with some nagging and pestering from the kids Jeff and I gave in and took the kids sledding. We had a blast, we even convinced Dalton to go by himself and he did great until he stopped and then fell in the snow trying to get off the sled. The Kids really enjoyed themselves but, I think Jeff and I were pretty tired by the time we were done, that was quite a workout going up and down the hill to help the kids pull the sled up to the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S2ceyz_Cn1I/AAAAAAAAAVc/ZCcwq4mFy30/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S2ceyz_Cn1I/AAAAAAAAAVc/ZCcwq4mFy30/s400/015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433345333742706514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S2cek6mZFBI/AAAAAAAAAVU/ldThPC_1aug/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S2cek6mZFBI/AAAAAAAAAVU/ldThPC_1aug/s400/016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433345095000200210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S2ceVFRE1mI/AAAAAAAAAVM/mXeLkJ0Z2u8/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S2ceVFRE1mI/AAAAAAAAAVM/mXeLkJ0Z2u8/s400/011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433344822985676386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S2ceEeO4W6I/AAAAAAAAAVE/kYWu2JaM1ek/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S2ceEeO4W6I/AAAAAAAAAVE/kYWu2JaM1ek/s400/006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433344537629580194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S2cd0nOFeeI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Ht8HFggOGLw/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S2cd0nOFeeI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Ht8HFggOGLw/s400/003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433344265164257762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-9190145481156451943?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9190145481156451943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=9190145481156451943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/9190145481156451943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/9190145481156451943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/saturday-was-such-beautiful-and-with.html' title=''/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/S2ceyz_Cn1I/AAAAAAAAAVc/ZCcwq4mFy30/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-599928021598752232</id><published>2010-01-25T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T14:17:45.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tattoos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S14WLCZvIkI/AAAAAAAAAU0/8t2oToo0CRM/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S14WLCZvIkI/AAAAAAAAAU0/8t2oToo0CRM/s400/015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430802579534586434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S14VofRm2UI/AAAAAAAAAUs/0stJIIB0Iog/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S14VofRm2UI/AAAAAAAAAUs/0stJIIB0Iog/s400/014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430801985989695810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper got some temporary tattoos out of a machine at Brads, as Jeff was helping him and Dalton put them on he asked me if these kind of tattoos were okay with Heavenly Father?  So I told him "yes, because they were like stickers they only last till you take a shower.  So later that night he informed us that he was going to open a tattoo store when he got bigger and he would only put sticker tattoos on people so they wouldn't get in trouble when they went to Heaven!  I swear I have know idea were he comes up with this stuff but, I love it.  I love my sweet Cooper and I appreciate all the fun he brings into this house.  I also didn't have the heart to tell him that cute fuzzy bears and nemo fish aren't exactly the toughest looking tattoos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-599928021598752232?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/599928021598752232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=599928021598752232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/599928021598752232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/599928021598752232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/tattoos.html' title='Tattoos'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/S14WLCZvIkI/AAAAAAAAAU0/8t2oToo0CRM/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-184285430041699427</id><published>2010-01-08T20:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T20:58:36.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake up call</title><content type='html'>Ever since Jeff became a Sheriff's deputy I have always tried to be supportive and not stress over his safety while he's at work but, do to the events that have taken place this week, I have become all to aware of the dangers that go along with Jeff's job. Officer Fox was just making a traffic stop, just like she probably has done hundreds of times before. But, that Tuesday morning it went all wrong. As I watched the t.v. stunned and almost emotionally frozen to my seat, I was painfully aware that my husband was out working during the same time the shooting took place, my husband had made hundreds of traffic stops too. But, I was the lucky one my husband was home and sleeping safely in our bed. Officer Fox's family was in their home grieving and suffering. How my heart brakes for her family and the pain they must be in. It seems so unfair that someone so good and who did so much to help others should be taken this way, were as the horrible man who committed this unspeakable crime now sits in a court room claiming he didn't do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is a horrible situation but, it has been awake up call to me, I have decided to make more of the time I have with my family and to make sure they know that I love them and that they are my whole world. I have decide to make sure when Jeff leaves for work that we are not arguing, but instead I make sure I tell him that I love him and I kiss and hug him good bye. I have also decide to be more patient with my children and make sure that I am making a more positive and loving enviroment in our home. This time on earth is a short time and I want to make sure I am doing all I can to make the most of it as well and making sure I am doing all I can to keep us an eternal family. In all honest the only thing that helps me with situations like this is our Heavenly Fathers plan of Salvation and knowing that I will be with my loved ones again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still struggling with the reality of what has happened and I still get nervous when Jeff puts on his uniform and leaves for work but, all I can do is be positive and do a lot of praying!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-184285430041699427?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/184285430041699427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=184285430041699427' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/184285430041699427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/184285430041699427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/wake-up-call.html' title='Wake up call'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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-804742029715498091.post-6633931773206671754</id><published>2010-01-04T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T19:47:00.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland 2009</title><content type='html'>We try to go to Disneyland every other year with my family, this year my parents took our whole family as our Christmas present. We missed my youngest sister and her family who was unable to come. We had so much fun I think the kids ran my parents ragged and I think Jeff ran our kids ragged. When it comes to Disneyland Jeff suddenly turns into a big kids. I think at one point Kaylee told Jeff she needed a break. Cooper was so excited when he and his cousin Garrett was picked to be part of the Jedi training show, both of them had to fight Darth Vader, Cooper actually feel at one point and the Jedi Master told him his fighting method was unortodox but effective. He is still talking about it. His favorite ride was the new Toy Story Mania, which I think we all loved. Jeff and I became very competitive trying to beat each others score. Kaylee's favorite ride was the Grizzly Rapids, and some how her Dad convinced her to go on the Tower of Terror, she swears she is never going on it again. Dalton's favorite part was the Dumbo ride and Nemo. Jeff and I took him on the Matterhorn and he was not impressed. I had forgotten how jerky that ride was. I enjoyed every part of it I just love being with my family and I especially love being with my kids and seeing them having a good time. There is something magical about Disneyland, my kids get along and they truly are good sports. I think we were in the park every night until at least 11:00, and they were still having a good time. We watched the Fantasma show and Kaylee loved the Princess and the Frog Show on the river boat. When we went to see the movie they were singing the song along with the movie. We had so much fun I don't know if I can wait another two years before we go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S0Kv3hHBiuI/AAAAAAAAAUc/b3CgUNnjlhY/s1600-h/221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S0Kv3hHBiuI/AAAAAAAAAUc/b3CgUNnjlhY/s400/221.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423090269622995682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S0Kvj-Jn0HI/AAAAAAAAAUU/QPaS26VmRuE/s1600-h/228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S0Kvj-Jn0HI/AAAAAAAAAUU/QPaS26VmRuE/s400/228.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423089933821137010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S0KvJQOvZYI/AAAAAAAAAUM/9d2P2TyJflI/s1600-h/220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S0KvJQOvZYI/AAAAAAAAAUM/9d2P2TyJflI/s400/220.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423089474817975682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S0Ku0r52mNI/AAAAAAAAAUE/AAPEvU7Y6_E/s1600-h/175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S0Ku0r52mNI/AAAAAAAAAUE/AAPEvU7Y6_E/s400/175.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423089121469307090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S0Kuj4_zMPI/AAAAAAAAAT8/oWtk9fUSuOk/s1600-h/218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S0Kuj4_zMPI/AAAAAAAAAT8/oWtk9fUSuOk/s400/218.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423088832926134514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Little Jedi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S0KuNiyZ16I/AAAAAAAAAT0/tLZAhg36XlA/s1600-h/168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S0KuNiyZ16I/AAAAAAAAAT0/tLZAhg36XlA/s400/168.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423088449007245218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S0KtuIT2J1I/AAAAAAAAATs/LOoWy5hcSNw/s1600-h/094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S0KtuIT2J1I/AAAAAAAAATs/LOoWy5hcSNw/s400/094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423087909323810642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S0KtSn8RptI/AAAAAAAAATk/3zg7iqQl9iU/s1600-h/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S0KtSn8RptI/AAAAAAAAATk/3zg7iqQl9iU/s400/075.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423087436778546898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S0KtC3qRCsI/AAAAAAAAATc/_XECGeVpWvk/s1600-h/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S0KtC3qRCsI/AAAAAAAAATc/_XECGeVpWvk/s400/073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423087166120069826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S0Ksl_CeF7I/AAAAAAAAATU/-JVXUG2dcEk/s1600-h/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/S0Ksl_CeF7I/AAAAAAAAATU/-JVXUG2dcEk/s400/052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423086669884430258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-6633931773206671754?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6633931773206671754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=6633931773206671754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/6633931773206671754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/6633931773206671754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/disneyland-2009.html' title='Disneyland 2009'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/S0Kv3hHBiuI/AAAAAAAAAUc/b3CgUNnjlhY/s72-c/221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-6468517189367140349</id><published>2009-12-15T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T11:57:36.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Ramblings</title><content type='html'>I love Christmas and since my kids have started school I always look forward to the fun holiday crafts they bring home. On this day Jeff brought Cooper home from school, I heard the door open and in walked the cutest little reindeer. I laughed cause Cooper insisted on having the brown nose all day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/Syfo5-XOMAI/AAAAAAAAATM/pLzyuIoxC7k/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/Syfo5-XOMAI/AAAAAAAAATM/pLzyuIoxC7k/s400/022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415553159626895362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom purchased this little people nativity for my kids a few years ago, and this year Kaylee is determined that the people remain in certain spots (I have not idea were she gets it from). Dalton however is obsessed with it everyday I find him with the baby Jesus and Mary, he tells me their his favorites. However today I found him loading the whole crew up in the the airplane I asked him why he had them in the plane, he responded by telling me, "cuz I don't have horsey." Sure that so obvious, what was I thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SyfnhhTaz7I/AAAAAAAAATE/8bV5uUkKjC4/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SyfnhhTaz7I/AAAAAAAAATE/8bV5uUkKjC4/s400/018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415551639997829042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-6468517189367140349?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6468517189367140349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=6468517189367140349' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/6468517189367140349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/6468517189367140349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-ramblings.html' title='Christmas Ramblings'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/Syfo5-XOMAI/AAAAAAAAATM/pLzyuIoxC7k/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-684591129814944826</id><published>2009-12-13T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T21:26:16.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Countdown</title><content type='html'>I have had a lot of people ask me what my countdown made out of the muffin tin was so here is a picture of it.  I got the mini muffin tin at wal-mart for about $5.  I cut the numbers, the circles, and squares out on my cricut machine but you could do it easily with just scissors and a ruler.  Then I put magnets on the back of the cards to hold it in place on the muffin tin.  I had touble finding candy to fit behind the card for each of my kids, so I just put one herseys kiss and a little note to help the kids do something for someone else (like make someones bed without them knowing).  Then I let the other kids get a kiss out of the bag that I kept in the cupboard, which I was suprised worked out well as long as the kids get a treat they didn't care were it came from.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SyXJ795507I/AAAAAAAAAS8/RPDfCuWZ58k/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SyXJ795507I/AAAAAAAAAS8/RPDfCuWZ58k/s400/020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414956159049782194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-684591129814944826?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/684591129814944826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=684591129814944826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/684591129814944826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/684591129814944826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-countdown.html' title='Christmas Countdown'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/SyXJ795507I/AAAAAAAAAS8/RPDfCuWZ58k/s72-c/020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-6137695805345895052</id><published>2009-12-01T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T07:54:24.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last straw!</title><content type='html'>For family home evening we talked to the kids about how blessed we are and how we have each other, a warm house, a kitchen full of food and plenty of toys to play with but, there are some kids that might not get a present for Christmas and that we were going to go to the store and each one of them was to pick out a toy that we would pay for and then put in the toys for tots box. They each picked out a great gift and then purchased it and then ran to the big white toys for tots box at the front of the store. I was so impressed with all of them, their was no fussing when I reminded them that we were shopping for someone else, and no one threw a fit when it was time to put the toys in the box. I was so proud of them. If fact Kaylee kept asking me if she made a good choice she wanted to give someone something special. So I asked her if she were to get that toy would she like it? She said that she would have loved it. So then I told her that she made a great choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finishing at the store we returned home and ate a great dinner cooked by Jeff (thanks for the night off honey), and I read the story "The Last Straw." We then talked about how hard it is to always be nice especially to our brothers and sisters but we are a family and that we should always treat each other with love. Then we got out the little mangers that the kids made last year and each child placed a piece of straw in it for the gift they donated. I then talked to the kids about continuing to do good deeds for others and remember to do what Jesus would do. I showed them a count down chart that I had made out of a muffin tin. When they remove the number there is a treat and a little note and on the note it gives them a suggestion to help them do something for someone else so they can keep placing straw in the mangers so the baby Jesus can have a soft bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the first day of the count down chart and the kids were at me as soon as they got up so they could do the count down chart, I was so proud they were more excited about the little note and quickly started planning out what they were going to do. I know we just started this but, I truly hope they continue to be excited about this and we find the true Christmas spirit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-6137695805345895052?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6137695805345895052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=6137695805345895052' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/6137695805345895052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/6137695805345895052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-straw.html' title='The last straw!'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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-804742029715498091.post-2665937422985392982</id><published>2009-11-20T22:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T22:22:03.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Date Night!</title><content type='html'>Tonight Jeff and I went out for a date night which is very rare. We went down to the temple to do a sealing session with a few couples in our ward but, us and the couple we drove down to St. George were the only couples that showed up. But, that's okay it has been a while since Jeff and I have been to the temple, so it was definitely time. I have never done a sealing session so it was really fun. It was really nice to actually hear the ceremony, I was so full of emotion when I got married that I was lucky I heared when I was suppose to say yes. It was just a wonderful time we were doing sealings for couples from the 1700's, these were couples that had been waiting quite awhile, I felt honored to finally do their work. Plus a great date night is even better with a great couple to enjoy it with. Thanks Amy and Tyler!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-2665937422985392982?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2665937422985392982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=2665937422985392982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/2665937422985392982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/2665937422985392982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/date-night1.html' title='Date Night!'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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-804742029715498091.post-4505419422340871434</id><published>2009-11-12T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T11:49:55.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering our Veterans!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/Svxm0qcl20I/AAAAAAAAAS0/PxTKjNAHH5U/s1600-h/Scan18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/Svxm0qcl20I/AAAAAAAAAS0/PxTKjNAHH5U/s400/Scan18.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403306707871193922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/Svxmu1BS3cI/AAAAAAAAASs/F_8sglz4i44/s1600-h/Scan191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/Svxmu1BS3cI/AAAAAAAAASs/F_8sglz4i44/s400/Scan191.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403306607630278082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday we had our family home evening on being thankful and showing our appreciation to others. So with veterans day being on Wednesday I felt it appropriate to remember my Grandpa and his service in World War II. I took my kids over to the Veterans Memorial here in Cedar and showed my kids were my Grandpa' name was on the wall. I guess I just wanted my kids to have an appreciation of the sacrifice that all these soldiers have made for all of us and the solders that are continuing to make sacrifices for us, to ensure our freedom as well as others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With doing this activity with my kids it really brought back a lot of memories of my wonderful Grandpa Pete. My Grandpa was one of the greatest men I knew. He as well as my Grandma were some of my biggest supporters all you need to do is ask. We were all asked to help with his needs. I started out just helping with meals, and just going to visit him. But, one Summer he needed help planting and watering his garden. So every Wednesday I would go down to his house and spent most of the day with him. That time with my grandpa was hard work but, I really am truly grateful that I got that opportunity. My grandpa would talk about tell stories I had never heard him tell before especially about the war. When my grandpa left to fight in World War II, he left my grandma with a child and another on the way. So that was not only hard for him but, my Grandma as well. I guess he had promised to try and write her every week, but it was hard finding time to write with all the things they wanted the solders to do so one night after everyone was suppose to be in bed he snuck off the the latrine to write my grandma but of course he was caught and then was forced to spend the rest of the night scrubbing the floor with a tooth brush, but he didn't care he still finished the letter and got it to my grandma. "She needed to know I was okay," and that is all that mattered to him. I was so impressed with his love and dedication to my grandma. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a little girl I would spend the afternoons at my grandparent's house when I was done with kindergarten. I remember washing up for lunch and listening to him sing and then when he would come home from work I would help him in the garden. One things my grandpa was notorious for was his beautiful gladiola flowers, they were so beautiful and he had a huge garden filled with them. He would cut some and put them in bouquets and a lot of times he would ask my sisters and I if we would help deliver them to some of the widows around town. Those flowers would bring such joy to those ladies and they truly looked forward to his visit. I treasure the time I had with him, the stories he would share, and the many lessons he taught. He was a tremendous man and an outstanding example to me. My grandpa had a strong testimony of the church and had a deep love for the savior. He threw him self into all his calling and always was willing to do service for others. He also had a deep love of this country and was so proud of the service he gave this country. I am so grateful for his service and the sacrifices he and others made for us as well of those that continue to service this country. THANK YOU!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-4505419422340871434?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4505419422340871434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=4505419422340871434' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/4505419422340871434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/4505419422340871434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/remembering-our-veterans.html' title='Remembering our Veterans!'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/Svxm0qcl20I/AAAAAAAAAS0/PxTKjNAHH5U/s72-c/Scan18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-629380980967401797</id><published>2009-11-03T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T22:19:14.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being a Mom</title><content type='html'>So today I was driving Kaylee to school just her and I when she asked me if it was  hard being a mom.  I told her that being a mom was the hardest thing I have ever done but, it was also the most wonderful, and rewarding thing I had ever done.  She got quite and we sat there listening to the radio when finally she said, "I think I would rather get a job!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-629380980967401797?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/629380980967401797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=629380980967401797' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/629380980967401797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/629380980967401797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/being-mom.html' title='Being a Mom'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-5209695963386443347</id><published>2009-11-02T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T22:05:36.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/Su_ID-ZIF3I/AAAAAAAAASk/1l-mndOXzek/s1600-h/645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/Su_ID-ZIF3I/AAAAAAAAASk/1l-mndOXzek/s400/645.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399754448854062962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had such a great Halloween this year, great weather, fun costumes, and free candy does it get any better? I got a kick out of Dalton this year, the kids knew what they wanted to be but, of course Dalton wanting to do whatever Cooper is doing wanted to be the same but only blue. I don't even think the knows who Commander Rex even is. The kids had a blast at the the wards trunk or treat, the activities committee put on a great carnival but, of course for us parents we just love visiting with the other grown ups. I was stressing over fighting the kids over the all that candy but, I got up Sunday morning and Kaylee knew it was fast Sunday so she didn't eat anything. Cooper had a couple of candy bars. Dalton on the other hand I found him in his bed with his bag and a huge pile of candy wrappers I think he had just a handful of candy left. Something tells me I have a dental bill in my future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-5209695963386443347?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5209695963386443347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=5209695963386443347' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/5209695963386443347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/5209695963386443347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/Su_ID-ZIF3I/AAAAAAAAASk/1l-mndOXzek/s72-c/645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-8040793526845337988</id><published>2009-10-23T20:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:44:59.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly Dalton</title><content type='html'>Dalton is a character he is always coming up the the funniest stuff. I was gathering  the laundry from the bedrooms when I hear "mom where is you?" I said I'm in my room and he walked in with this beat up cowboy hat on and I said, hi cowboy and Dalton said, "I not a cowboy I a horse."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SuJ3A5QCrOI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZB4biSOMzs8/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SuJ3A5QCrOI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZB4biSOMzs8/s400/001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396006160795086050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SuJ23EtpNGI/AAAAAAAAAR8/U9PQYWIaunw/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SuJ23EtpNGI/AAAAAAAAAR8/U9PQYWIaunw/s400/003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396005992073344098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-8040793526845337988?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8040793526845337988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=8040793526845337988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/8040793526845337988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/8040793526845337988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/silly-dalton.html' title='Silly Dalton'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/SuJ3A5QCrOI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZB4biSOMzs8/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-8647917008991696064</id><published>2009-10-20T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T12:36:14.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Cooper!!!</title><content type='html'>Cooper wanted to have a pirate birthday party and having a birthday in October means that you don't always get the best weather, so Jeff and I decided to have his birthday earlier so the kids could run and play outside. Which worked out great the weather was beautiful and the kids had a blast. Because we were having a pirate theme we made pirate hats and the kids made their own swords. We had a treasure hunt, a bean bag toss, and we played pin the patch on the pirate. When he delivered his invitations he kept telling people to come to his buccaneer bash. I really think he had a great day, he came and put his arms around me and said thanks mom this rocks! That made my day, for me it is worth every ounce of hard work it takes to throw a party for my kids, when they appreciate what I did and when I can make them feel special on their special day! The best part of the party was when Cooper opened up a bag from my sister Jill, he had left his bear (which is his special friend that he has to have to sleep with) at her house in West Jordan the weekend before. So Jill wrapped it up and he opened it up, he was so excited I think that might have been his favorite present. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper has always been a great kid! I would do anything for him, he is my little snuggle bug! Cooper tries to be helpful and kind and sensitive to those around him. But for me he always is looking out for me. He always asks me if I have eaten or if I need to sit down. He just loves to be everyone's friend and be a good friend. He is a good kid. I love you Cooper! Happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/St4L_d6M0HI/AAAAAAAAAR0/nC8YitY9CBU/s1600-h/117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/St4L_d6M0HI/AAAAAAAAAR0/nC8YitY9CBU/s400/117.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394762588624834674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/St4LmgkdbZI/AAAAAAAAARs/i2TrYu3KaEo/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/St4LmgkdbZI/AAAAAAAAARs/i2TrYu3KaEo/s400/037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394762159842225554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/St4LVx3Y3yI/AAAAAAAAARk/6ZxXJ5KrKY8/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/St4LVx3Y3yI/AAAAAAAAARk/6ZxXJ5KrKY8/s400/041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394761872427245346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/St4LHKFh2dI/AAAAAAAAARc/iTPev4uIDsw/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/St4LHKFh2dI/AAAAAAAAARc/iTPev4uIDsw/s400/043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394761621230967250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/St4K1J9KMkI/AAAAAAAAARU/nbl6DSI9Q4U/s1600-h/143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/St4K1J9KMkI/AAAAAAAAARU/nbl6DSI9Q4U/s400/143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394761311958217282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/St4KivAh-1I/AAAAAAAAARM/ekbTs-Y7MzA/s1600-h/153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/St4KivAh-1I/AAAAAAAAARM/ekbTs-Y7MzA/s400/153.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394760995486956370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/St4J_DRaQqI/AAAAAAAAARE/SZwvgr6Imus/s1600-h/137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/St4J_DRaQqI/AAAAAAAAARE/SZwvgr6Imus/s400/137.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394760382451172002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-8647917008991696064?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8647917008991696064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=8647917008991696064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/8647917008991696064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/8647917008991696064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-cooper.html' title='Happy Birthday Cooper!!!'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/St4L_d6M0HI/AAAAAAAAAR0/nC8YitY9CBU/s72-c/117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-1295761785439081707</id><published>2009-10-01T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T13:57:17.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SsVafnKItoI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/OBRAHD9I9qc/s1600-h/Scan5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SsVafnKItoI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/OBRAHD9I9qc/s400/Scan5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387812028352607874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff and I celebrated our 11th anniversary, he suprised me by taking me away for the night, I stuggled a little being away from my kids but, I really had a good time just being with Jeff.  Plus it was really nice having a night the didn't include having to change a diaper, or putting a kid in a timeout, or braking up a fight &lt;br /&gt;(it was strange).  Getting away reminded me of all the reasons I fell for Jeff in the first place.  I know having kids is amazing and I wouldn't know what to do without them but, it is strange how kids change you and you forget the people you use to be.  I did enjoy a weekend alone with my hubby and just being Laura and Jeff and not mom and dad but, it was also nice to return home to those sweet little arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have truely loved the amazing journey Jeff and I have started on together and I am grateful everyday that I was the lucky girl he choose to spend his life with and I am even more grateful that because of the choices we have made together that I even get to spend eternty with this amazing man.  I have to admit that when my friend  wanted to set me up on a blind date with her husbands friend I didn't want to go but, after some heavy persistance from my friend I gave in.  I never thought in a million years that, this one date would be the best desicion I ever made.   When I look back at how my life was when I began dating Jeff it was a mess and I thought that I would never find happiness let alone have this amazing life that I live now.  I married my best friend the person that makes me the happiest and I have been blessed with three beautiful children.  I may not have alot by some people's standards but, I feel like the richest person in the world.  I am happy and grateful for all I have and most of all I am still madly in love with the man of my dreams my wonderful husband Jeff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-1295761785439081707?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1295761785439081707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=1295761785439081707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/1295761785439081707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/1295761785439081707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/SsVafnKItoI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/OBRAHD9I9qc/s72-c/Scan5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-2418552186687567385</id><published>2009-09-18T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T19:06:30.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping up!</title><content type='html'>I haven't been very good about blogging lately, I keep thinking things are going to slow down and they have a little now that Kaylee and Cooper are in school. But, I have been called to young women's and now I am a little more involved. I just need to find some balance. Jeff is still busy with work, now that the economy in the shape its in I don't think things are ever going to slow down for him, the crime rate just keeps growing. Yesterday Jeff and his dog were deployed by helicopter into the middle of a marijuana grove, and if you know Jeff he was in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalton is about the same just a little wild man he is currently obsessed with construction machines especially backhoes. My parents had some concrete work done and my cousin left his backhoe at their house. And every time we were there Dalton would drag my Dad across the street to visit the backhoe. (Grandpa is a good sport!) Now with the kids gone he is my little shadow at first I was annoyed but, his my last kiddo so I am now enjoying having him around and learning how funny he his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SrQ8Uuy0qtI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ci9-KZOy8UY/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SrQ8Uuy0qtI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ci9-KZOy8UY/s400/005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382993781470833362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee is in third grade this year and her teacher is Mrs. Hunter, she is new and so I am on the fence right now about school. I just hope everything goes well and she tries her best. She is pretty excited because she has a couple of her really good friends in her class and that does make for a good year. So far she is enjoying school and doing well I just hope that continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SrQ3FH1LgvI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Rz_cD39JF30/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SrQ3FH1LgvI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Rz_cD39JF30/s400/003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382988015755559666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper started his final year of pre-school. This year he is attending The Busy Bee Pre-school with Miss Brenda. So far he is having a great time, he loves his teacher and is making new friends, he already came home with a treat and an awards, he was caught being a good friend. I guess a little boy wanted to play cars but they were all being used so Cooper gave him his car. I was very impressed because at home all we hear is MINE! I guess if he is going to be good I want him to do it at school, I'll just keep working on it at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SrQ09Ht6b5I/AAAAAAAAAQc/c4H5oQrKb7E/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SrQ09Ht6b5I/AAAAAAAAAQc/c4H5oQrKb7E/s400/003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382985679262871442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee was playing on the jungle gym at school when she lost her balance and fell and tried to catch herself using her wrist. After two days of doctors and x-rays she finally got a cast and was able to just lay down and rest. Kaylee was a real good sport about everything, I am the one who struggled with everything but, how do you sit there while you child is in pain and the doctors keep moving her wrist and making her cry. When all was said and done she ended up with a buckle fracture in the fore arm and a stress fracture on her growth plate in her wrist. Now we just have to wait and hope and pray that everything heals properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SrQzK4-px1I/AAAAAAAAAQU/BE3XMEbI1pQ/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SrQzK4-px1I/AAAAAAAAAQU/BE3XMEbI1pQ/s400/016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382983716801464146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-2418552186687567385?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2418552186687567385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=2418552186687567385' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/2418552186687567385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/2418552186687567385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/keeping-up.html' title='Keeping up!'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/SrQ8Uuy0qtI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ci9-KZOy8UY/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-5544317241326124055</id><published>2009-09-07T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T18:47:49.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaylee's Baptism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SqW3Q_smBRI/AAAAAAAAAQM/bZH0ViIle4Y/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SqW3Q_smBRI/AAAAAAAAAQM/bZH0ViIle4Y/s400/028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378906832568190226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee with her new hair cut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SqW22mtZYAI/AAAAAAAAAQE/A-DGvxq0rYE/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SqW22mtZYAI/AAAAAAAAAQE/A-DGvxq0rYE/s400/030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378906379184070658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SqW2pdV7yLI/AAAAAAAAAP8/x5Auc2fVmA8/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SqW2pdV7yLI/AAAAAAAAAP8/x5Auc2fVmA8/s400/050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378906153331443890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee and her Grandma and Grandpa Mounteer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SqW2XL_6AHI/AAAAAAAAAP0/fGVsPNp-mjw/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SqW2XL_6AHI/AAAAAAAAAP0/fGVsPNp-mjw/s400/047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378905839438004338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee with her Grandma and Grandpa Malcom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SqWx_y9gDsI/AAAAAAAAAPE/uN75izF1O70/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SqWx_y9gDsI/AAAAAAAAAPE/uN75izF1O70/s400/044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378901039533526722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee with her cousins Kelsee and Garrett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SqWxp_qCMsI/AAAAAAAAAO8/_V-o2UtjNs8/s1600-h/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SqWxp_qCMsI/AAAAAAAAAO8/_V-o2UtjNs8/s400/042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378900664984416962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday Kaylee was baptised and confirmed a member of the church, I was so proud of her especially when you consider that three years ago Kaylee informed us that she was never getting baptised. We attended a baptism for one of my cousins and Kaylee was all well and good until they confirmed my cousin and she got really quiet and didn't say anything until the ride home, where she told Jeff and I that she never wanted to be baptised. I assumed it was a fear of the water and being dunked but, as I continued to talked to her she got increasingly upset. Finally she told us that she didn't want that ghost thing following her everywhere. We tried really hard not to laugh and then decided to just let it go and of course she out grew those feeling and realized how important being baptised is and it didn't hurt that all of her friends were getting baptised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say I was also very impressed with Jeff, I being the little control freak that I am asked Jeff if he was prepared and has studied the prayer, well I kinda irritated him by even questioning him but, in my defense he had lived at the office since the New Harmony fire and it was also labor day weekend which is one of his busiest so I was just worried that he didn't have any time. On the way to the stake house he started giving me a hard time, asking me if I had seen the card with the prayers on it cause he needed to study the prayer. I swear I wanted to hit him, he just laughed. All kidding aside he did a great job!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-5544317241326124055?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5544317241326124055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=5544317241326124055' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/5544317241326124055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/5544317241326124055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/kaylees-baptism.html' title='Kaylee&apos;s Baptism'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/SqW3Q_smBRI/AAAAAAAAAQM/bZH0ViIle4Y/s72-c/028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-6567218940943095045</id><published>2009-08-18T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T22:38:56.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Night!</title><content type='html'>Kaylee and I had the opportunity to have a girls night out! I took her to St. George to eat at In and Out Burger and then we went to see the play Annie at the Tuachaun. The play was really good, Kaylee laughed and really enjoyed it, which I loved because I enjoy going to plays and musicals and now I hope that Kaylee and I will have more opportunity to do fun stuff like this together. It is so rare that it's just Kaylee and I, I love talking to her and hearing what she has to say or how she feels. Usually Kaylee has to deal with her brothers needs too or I need to have her help me with her brothers, which she usually does without complaining, so it's nice to reward her for being such a sweet girl! I hope we get to have more of these girls nights just the two of us! love you sis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SouC3JkMDeI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Q5e8uEyhB3s/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SouC3JkMDeI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Q5e8uEyhB3s/s400/012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371530864541568482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SouCqj1iMsI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Vb70X5Hp9mI/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SouCqj1iMsI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Vb70X5Hp9mI/s400/011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371530648255345346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SouCbv_I5gI/AAAAAAAAAOk/UrIGRgh4kmg/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SouCbv_I5gI/AAAAAAAAAOk/UrIGRgh4kmg/s400/004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371530393818818050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-6567218940943095045?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6567218940943095045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=6567218940943095045' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/6567218940943095045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/6567218940943095045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/girls-night.html' title='Girls Night!'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/SouC3JkMDeI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Q5e8uEyhB3s/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-3881659399043774655</id><published>2009-08-13T21:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T21:53:14.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaylee turns 8!</title><content type='html'>Well it is official my baby is 8! This year Kaylee wanted a girls only party were they did crafty stuff (lucky she has me for her mom). So the girls made lip gloss, necklaces from shrinky dink film, flower bookmarks, and then I bought little notebooks and covered and decorated them so the we could play makeover memory. It was a fun party the girls really had a good time, I was surprised how they got into making all the items, especially the lip gloss. Later that night I made Kaylee's favorite dinner and we watched Race to Witch Mountain. Saturday we went with the Grandparents to St. George to Kaylee's favorite restaurant Texas Roadhouse. The girl can't complain she got to do everything she wanted but, of course I am all to willing to give her what she wants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how quickly the time goes, I swear it seems like yesterday Jeff and I were just bringing her home and now we will be baptizing her. &lt;br /&gt;It brakes my heart to know she is no longer my little girl, but I am so impressed with the beautiful young lady she is becoming. She is a smart, sensitive, loving and loyal girl. She tries to do what is right and always gives it her best try. She is fearless and confident, she loves her family and loves her Heavenly Father as well. She is the best kid and I am lucky to call her my daughter! Love ya Sis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SoTqACUOj1I/AAAAAAAAAOc/RUrYZl457Is/s1600-h/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SoTqACUOj1I/AAAAAAAAAOc/RUrYZl457Is/s400/089.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369673942075084626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SoTpu8oaZMI/AAAAAAAAAOU/mHlrQlmK6sk/s1600-h/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SoTpu8oaZMI/AAAAAAAAAOU/mHlrQlmK6sk/s400/091.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369673648491357378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move over Hannah Montana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SoTpSQiCuYI/AAAAAAAAAOM/EYeejtf4X8s/s1600-h/099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SoTpSQiCuYI/AAAAAAAAAOM/EYeejtf4X8s/s400/099.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369673155617143170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-3881659399043774655?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3881659399043774655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=3881659399043774655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/3881659399043774655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/3881659399043774655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/kaylee-turns-8.html' title='Kaylee turns 8!'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/SoTqACUOj1I/AAAAAAAAAOc/RUrYZl457Is/s72-c/089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-4142473561367692602</id><published>2009-08-07T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T21:24:25.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our trip to the temple!</title><content type='html'>It has been so long since I have blogged, I finally downloaded the photos off my camera and realized I had never posted the pictures from our trip to the temple!&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Oquirrh Mountain Temple way back in June, it was such a nice experience to share with our kids! With Kaylee turning eight we really felt like she would benefit from this experience. Kaylee and Cooper were really impressed by how beautiful the inside of the temple was and how quiet and peaceful it was inside. There was a part of the tour were you walked out of the brides dressing room and there was a glass window with circles carved in it and across from it was a beautiful picture of Christ but, if you looked in the circles everyone had the image of Christ it was so cool! Cooper stopped dead in his tracks and noticed it immediately, I was so impressed! The tour isn't very long but, I guess for a couple of boys it must have been sheer agony because when we got out of the temple both Cooper and my nephew Garrett being a little dramatic fell on their knees, "finally, were free!" The temple volunteers just laughed! I on the other hand was not so amused! But, then again with Cooper you never know what he is going to say or do! I've learned to just brace myself and smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/Sny5ZZkhfmI/AAAAAAAAAN8/bg1agRZRpOA/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/Sny5ZZkhfmI/AAAAAAAAAN8/bg1agRZRpOA/s400/040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367368701930733154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/Sny5LnJBLOI/AAAAAAAAAN0/8WpBrAgijmg/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/Sny5LnJBLOI/AAAAAAAAAN0/8WpBrAgijmg/s400/023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367368465055296738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/Sny4ywfuoCI/AAAAAAAAANs/ANeTGPBpW9k/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/Sny4ywfuoCI/AAAAAAAAANs/ANeTGPBpW9k/s400/015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367368038069739554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/Sny4kE7CKpI/AAAAAAAAANk/wUlbsGNGEHs/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/Sny4kE7CKpI/AAAAAAAAANk/wUlbsGNGEHs/s400/012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367367785854937746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-4142473561367692602?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4142473561367692602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=4142473561367692602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/4142473561367692602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/4142473561367692602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/our-trip-to-temple.html' title='Our trip to the temple!'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/Sny5ZZkhfmI/AAAAAAAAAN8/bg1agRZRpOA/s72-c/040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-5244640614828636614</id><published>2009-07-24T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T16:05:57.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/Smo8-ukDg4I/AAAAAAAAANc/UkHTlrpWubM/s1600-h/557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/Smo8-ukDg4I/AAAAAAAAANc/UkHTlrpWubM/s400/557.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362165354686808962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year Jeff and Duke go to Kolob for helicopter deployments, which Jeff lives for and has a blast. I'll be honest so far my only worries have been for Dukes safety but, this year he came home and the pilot was going to give some of the supervisors a ride and he was having trouble getting off the ground and then after a few moments the helicopter was fine. I'm sorry and I know I'm a sensitive girl but, it completely freaked me out when Jeff told me what happened and I probably will be a nervous Nelly next year when he wants to go again. Leave it to the wife to be the wet blanket!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-5244640614828636614?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5244640614828636614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=5244640614828636614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/5244640614828636614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/5244640614828636614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/every-year-jeff-and-duke-go-to-kolob.html' title=''/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/Smo8-ukDg4I/AAAAAAAAANc/UkHTlrpWubM/s72-c/557.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-3064350789750428487</id><published>2009-07-24T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T15:53:11.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Camp!</title><content type='html'>Seriously it seems like it has been forever since I have blogged! Girls Camp kinda consumed me there for awhile. I have to admit when I was called to be the assistant camp directer I thought the Bishop had lost it but, when it was over I think I got more out of girls camp then the girls did! The stake did an amazing job. One night they had the Bishop and his wife come and gather all of us at our camp sites and they were dressed in white and when we were all gathered together they informed us that we were going to grand council, after they we were seated and all the other wards as well they began the program and it was do good, you could feel the spirit the entire time. The Next day we broke up into groups and rotated through the different speakers, and this year the theme was "Be your own kind of beautiful." So they had some amazing speakers there to talk on self worth and being true to yourself and loving who you are! I think every girl left girls camp feeling alot better about who they are. I only hope they remember that they are all special and they all have so much to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also learned to love each one of the girls and I enjoyed getting to know them I had a great time, I also got very little sleep but, still I enjoyed myself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-3064350789750428487?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3064350789750428487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=3064350789750428487' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/3064350789750428487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/3064350789750428487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/girls-camp.html' title='Girls Camp!'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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-804742029715498091.post-8064285408005265960</id><published>2009-06-04T20:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T21:28:37.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day of Fishing!</title><content type='html'>The kids are out of school for summer and Jeff finally had a day off so, we packed this kids and a lunch and went fishing. We had a great time. I personally enjoyed just hanging out and relaxing. We didn't do well in the catching department but, everyone had a good time, even Dalton was a good sport! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SiiREV6l2kI/AAAAAAAAANU/HxbB-TySssE/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SiiREV6l2kI/AAAAAAAAANU/HxbB-TySssE/s400/021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343680461663492674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of cute fishermen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SiiQpQpGdWI/AAAAAAAAANM/PQjzoc_qZZ0/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SiiQpQpGdWI/AAAAAAAAANM/PQjzoc_qZZ0/s400/023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343679996391486818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff was trying to help Dalton fish but, Jeff was doing all the fishing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SiiQUa6tgDI/AAAAAAAAANE/ue79I7nC_NI/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SiiQUa6tgDI/AAAAAAAAANE/ue79I7nC_NI/s400/035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343679638372450354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper caught his first fish. Unfortunately it fell off the hook right as they pulled it out of the water. but, Cooper didn't seem to mind he just was excited he caught one. Plus I really don't think he would eat it if we kept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SiiPnhsao9I/AAAAAAAAAM8/-sixwW8IUUU/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SiiPnhsao9I/AAAAAAAAAM8/-sixwW8IUUU/s400/039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343678867097428946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep, you guessed it Dalton fell in the pond. As soon as we got there I wondered how long it would take before he got wet, but I was surprised we were there for a couple of hours before it happened. The joys of taking a two year old fishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SiiOokz5FfI/AAAAAAAAAM0/yZ5YaUUIB04/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SiiOokz5FfI/AAAAAAAAAM0/yZ5YaUUIB04/s400/032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343677785602332146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah this is how Dalton spent the rest of the afternoon (cute huh?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SiiOLFBoydI/AAAAAAAAAMs/yN3DcBvq3Ys/s1600-h/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SiiOLFBoydI/AAAAAAAAAMs/yN3DcBvq3Ys/s400/052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343677278853843410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-8064285408005265960?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8064285408005265960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=8064285408005265960' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/8064285408005265960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/8064285408005265960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-of-fishing.html' title='A Day of Fishing!'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/SiiREV6l2kI/AAAAAAAAANU/HxbB-TySssE/s72-c/021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-5047272732393907954</id><published>2009-05-17T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T21:31:47.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KK's Bugz Program</title><content type='html'>Kaylee's second grade class along with Mrs. Dawson's class put on a school program entitled "Bugz". Mrs. Jenson and Mrs. Dawson did a great job coming up with a program were every child had a part and was able to participate. they had the boys dress up in camo to be army ants, and the girls work red and black so they were lady bugs. They even had a few costume changes. The kids brought flash lights and they made a bug to go over the top to be a firefly and turned out the lights and sang a song about fireflies it was cute. The teachers took into consideration the length of the program so the kids didn't get board and they had the kids do a lot of the bug decorations that were around the gym. Kaylee loved that part, she loves to do crafty things (I wonder were she got that from?) it made her proud to help out. She has had a great year and her teacher Mrs. Jenson has been so good for her, she has really helped her to love school which in turn has made me happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/ShDji79VZAI/AAAAAAAAAMg/7aiIFoBgvDE/s1600-h/082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/ShDji79VZAI/AAAAAAAAAMg/7aiIFoBgvDE/s400/082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337015747784041474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is KK with Mrs. Jenson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/ShDjQosMm0I/AAAAAAAAAMY/6oWOwDp4Sg8/s1600-h/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/ShDjQosMm0I/AAAAAAAAAMY/6oWOwDp4Sg8/s400/072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337015433374243650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/ShDi8TvAQ9I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/hmMmZDsS38g/s1600-h/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/ShDi8TvAQ9I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/hmMmZDsS38g/s400/060.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337015084151489490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/ShDioW3oi_I/AAAAAAAAAMI/anDjxFhfctk/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/ShDioW3oi_I/AAAAAAAAAMI/anDjxFhfctk/s400/021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337014741395606514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/ShDigBHpt8I/AAAAAAAAAMA/lul4aL1BQJA/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/ShDigBHpt8I/AAAAAAAAAMA/lul4aL1BQJA/s400/039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337014598118258626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Job Kaylee we are so proud of you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-5047272732393907954?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5047272732393907954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=5047272732393907954' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/5047272732393907954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/5047272732393907954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/kks-bugz-program.html' title='KK&apos;s Bugz Program'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/ShDji79VZAI/AAAAAAAAAMg/7aiIFoBgvDE/s72-c/082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-7723134539509182</id><published>2009-05-12T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T14:08:29.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SgnjnbOGPbI/AAAAAAAAAL4/nZ-ZKhZz6YQ/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SgnjnbOGPbI/AAAAAAAAAL4/nZ-ZKhZz6YQ/s400/013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335045500058353074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to give my hubby a big huge thank you for giving me such a nice Mother's Day.  I woke up to breakfest, and him going out of his way to make sure the kids were getting ready for church, as well as making sure they weren't fighting.  Which on a Sunday is hard to do.  I had propbably the nicest and most relaxing day, which I don't think I have had for maybe 7 years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Jeff you truely are the BEST!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-7723134539509182?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7723134539509182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=7723134539509182' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/7723134539509182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/7723134539509182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/SgnjnbOGPbI/AAAAAAAAAL4/nZ-ZKhZz6YQ/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-7440307980381412900</id><published>2009-04-17T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T21:36:55.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hats Off To Enoch Elementary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SelY1H_SVKI/AAAAAAAAALw/ZunokSVBkpQ/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SelY1H_SVKI/AAAAAAAAALw/ZunokSVBkpQ/s400/003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325885704043123874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SelYo9_8MhI/AAAAAAAAALo/LssLOIIvvz0/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SelYo9_8MhI/AAAAAAAAALo/LssLOIIvvz0/s400/004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325885495203082770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SelYSj5sawI/AAAAAAAAALg/PZ3Pf_Yg78s/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SelYSj5sawI/AAAAAAAAALg/PZ3Pf_Yg78s/s400/005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325885110240439042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enoch Elementary School was named A Distinguished Title I School from Utah for the second time in three years. As a parent this is very comforting to know that my child is attending a school with such a hard working faculty. Kaylee has had a great teacher every year she has attended school there. This year she has had Mrs. Jenson and she really is the greatest teacher ever! She always goes above and beyond and that truly amazes me. When I work in the class as a helper I am always impressed with Mrs. Jenson and unbelievably grateful she is Kaylee's teacher, I think Kaylee and I both will be sad when this year ends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate this great honor the school had a parade. The kids all wore hats and walked around the school, the parents stood on the streets around the school and cheered as the kids walked by. It was fun and the kids were very proud(so were the parents)! THANKS ENOCH ELEMENTARY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-7440307980381412900?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7440307980381412900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=7440307980381412900' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/7440307980381412900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/7440307980381412900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/hats-off-to-enoch-elementary.html' title='Hats Off To Enoch Elementary!'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/SelY1H_SVKI/AAAAAAAAALw/ZunokSVBkpQ/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-4585282162572158109</id><published>2009-04-15T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T15:35:39.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SeZhD6ZcQjI/AAAAAAAAALQ/FQ1mugVYWio/s1600-h/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SeZhD6ZcQjI/AAAAAAAAALQ/FQ1mugVYWio/s400/089.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325050329255658034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SeZgy7XSgeI/AAAAAAAAALI/251d51WxDwQ/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SeZgy7XSgeI/AAAAAAAAALI/251d51WxDwQ/s400/058.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325050037457289698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SeZgZ3O44CI/AAAAAAAAALA/ZtkOWdYVybI/s1600-h/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SeZgZ3O44CI/AAAAAAAAALA/ZtkOWdYVybI/s400/051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325049606851584034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SeZgJdDaK6I/AAAAAAAAAK4/SfuwENOefoM/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SeZgJdDaK6I/AAAAAAAAAK4/SfuwENOefoM/s400/022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325049324946205602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SeZf7-fcSRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/FdRtWCqgbzk/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SeZf7-fcSRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/FdRtWCqgbzk/s400/024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325049093403986194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great Easter, my sister Jill and her kids came to visit. It was a nice week Jill came for her birthday and brought news that her and Kevin were having a baby boy! yah! I would be nice if my sister Krista and her family could have come we miss them! We stayed so busy doing things and chasing kids that on Saturday night I almost forgot to help the Easter Bunny put out the Easter baskets. I guess I'm not a good bunny helper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-4585282162572158109?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4585282162572158109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=4585282162572158109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/4585282162572158109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/4585282162572158109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/SeZhD6ZcQjI/AAAAAAAAALQ/FQ1mugVYWio/s72-c/089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-2983621440025510337</id><published>2009-04-15T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T15:41:33.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SeZifmKkdmI/AAAAAAAAALY/Ivvx5JfiZw4/s1600-h/096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SeZifmKkdmI/AAAAAAAAALY/Ivvx5JfiZw4/s400/096.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325051904372536930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I comment a lot on what Cooper says but, seriously that kid is funny.  Monday night I had the garage door open cause I was cleaning out the car, then I propped open the door to the house so I could carry the car seats back to the car. While I was finishing up our neighbors cat chased a mouse right into my house and under my stove. Yah! Well Jeff put out some traps for me. Well I forgot that they were there, and the next morning while I was getting ready I could hear Cooper crying, and I ran out to see what the problem was. I asked him and he told me he got caught in the kid trap. I said what kid trap and he pointed to the mouse trap. I being the good mom that I am I started laughing so hard that he started crying again. I pulled myself together and explained that it wasn't a kid trap it was a mouse trap, and then he wanted to know if it wasn't a kid trap then why did it have peanut butter on it. I guess I should be lucky he used his finger instead of his tongue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-2983621440025510337?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2983621440025510337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=2983621440025510337' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/2983621440025510337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/2983621440025510337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/cooper.html' title='Cooper'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/SeZifmKkdmI/AAAAAAAAALY/Ivvx5JfiZw4/s72-c/096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-6854075892230911304</id><published>2009-04-01T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T18:51:52.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is my LIFE!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SdP1oaiKZuI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MiKKpG9hMhY/s1600-h/Scan6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SdP1oaiKZuI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MiKKpG9hMhY/s400/Scan6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319865659520870114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who can't read this, basically the mom has spent the day balancing the checkbook, paying bills, grocery shopping, sorting kids clothes, organizing drawers and closets. She is feeling pretty proud of herself until she sees the family room. On the days she feels like she has accomplished the most...it looks like she hasn't done a thing. Sound familiar?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-6854075892230911304?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6854075892230911304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=6854075892230911304' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/6854075892230911304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/6854075892230911304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-my-life.html' title='This is my LIFE!!!!'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/SdP1oaiKZuI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MiKKpG9hMhY/s72-c/Scan6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-9081089463753344130</id><published>2009-03-25T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T13:45:59.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things kids say!</title><content type='html'>Here lately my kids have been full of it, and the things that have come out of their mouths have made me laugh so I am sharing them.  Sorry about my ramblings but, it always amazes me what kids say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/ScqVR7eH3HI/AAAAAAAAAKg/yMSBAG--aNw/s1600-h/211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/ScqVR7eH3HI/AAAAAAAAAKg/yMSBAG--aNw/s200/211.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317226445318642802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff as started bringing in dirt to build up the ground so he can pour concrete and start construction on his new garage.  Cooper and Dalton Decided to help him move the dirt. Cooper asked Jeff what the dirt was for and he told him he was going to build a shop there.  Cooper got so excited and asked if it was going to be a tire shop.  After Jeff stopped laughing he explained, that it was going to be a place were they could work on cars and build things.  Cooper excepted his answer and started to move the dirt.  After a few minutes he began telling Dalton the dirt was going to be be the foundation for dad's shop.  He said that the foundation is very important and it has to be flat and level.  After I picked up my jaw from the ground I asked him were he learned all that from he looked at me and said, "Duh, Bob the Builder."  Sure that is so obvious what was I thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/ScqReAahMvI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Hw9UDD-5NO0/s1600-h/208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/ScqReAahMvI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Hw9UDD-5NO0/s200/208.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317222254757622514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee loves watching iCarley so lately she tends to talk like the girls on the show.  Well last week her dance group performed at Emerald Point (an assisted living center).  I got her ready and took her to the rest home.  Her teacher Miss Jenny just got the girls warmed up and then asked them if they were ready?  Kaylee's response was "we are so going to rock this for the old people."  Yah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/ScqPRTSglLI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/GBaKNA3lVCg/s1600-h/219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/ScqPRTSglLI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/GBaKNA3lVCg/s200/219.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317219837462746290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how many of you are familar with the t.v. show Phines and Ferb but my kids love it.  We recently spent the weekend with my sister Jill and took the kids to the Hogle Zoo.  I don't know if you have ever noticed the sidewalks there have fossil impressions on them.  So as we are walk through the zoo we were forced to listen to the Cooper and Garrett going, "fossils dun dun dun."  I would to thank the Disney channel, it was a long day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/ScqM4iU4iRI/AAAAAAAAAKI/q03bW69aXso/s1600-h/217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/ScqM4iU4iRI/AAAAAAAAAKI/q03bW69aXso/s200/217.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317217212979251474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mother gave the kids an easter bunny, that bounces and sings her comes Peter Cottontail.  It was very cute at first now I think the kids are intentionally trying to drive me crazy with it.  However Dalton loves to turn it on and sing Jingle Bells and that makes me laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-9081089463753344130?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9081089463753344130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=9081089463753344130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/9081089463753344130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/9081089463753344130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/things-kids-say.html' title='Things kids say!'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/ScqVR7eH3HI/AAAAAAAAAKg/yMSBAG--aNw/s72-c/211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-7104467479030734086</id><published>2009-03-10T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T20:51:04.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby is 2!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SbbyIpnYTxI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nl2IjIVPZPE/s1600-h/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SbbyIpnYTxI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nl2IjIVPZPE/s200/072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311699040953978642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalton turned two on Saturday and we celebrated by having a little birthday with our family.  We played a few games, had cake and ice cream and then opened presents.  It was fun and Dalton had a good time and was a good sport.  Dalton loves dogs so Kaylee and Cooper gave him a fur real puppy, which he loves. We get to listen to it bark when he rolls over in the middle of the night (yah). Dalton and My dad are best buddies and they also share the same birthday, my dad still says that Dalton is the best birthday present ever.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm struggling to figure out how my baby has grown so fast so quickly.  I swear I just came home from the hospital with him.  As sad as I am that he is growing up am just as grateful that he is here and he is healthy.  After the scary five days we spent at the hospital after his birth, dealing with his unknown condition I just wasn't sure at that time this day would ever come.  I am grateful for every day I have with him even if it means I have to wash lotion off the bathroom cabinets or if I have to change his Sunday clothes again before church because he has covered himself with toothpaste.  I have decided he is here to help make sure my life is never dull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalton is a sweet boy with a good heart.  He is caring, tender hearted and loves to laugh.  However, Dalton is also stubborn, bull headed and refused to back down from a fight even if he knows he will be in trouble. As good as Dalton is he is equally just as bad.  If it gets quite and you can't see him you will definetly have a huge mess on your hands.  Whats worse is he smiles at you with this face that makes it so hard to get mad at (he gets it from his dad).  Despite all trouble he may get into I wouldn't change him for the world.  I enjoy him more everyday.  I feel he has been a huge blessing to our family and I am truely honored to be his mom.  I love you D!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-7104467479030734086?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7104467479030734086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=7104467479030734086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/7104467479030734086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/7104467479030734086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-baby-is-2.html' title='My baby is 2!'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/SbbyIpnYTxI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nl2IjIVPZPE/s72-c/072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-6851168599777527477</id><published>2009-03-03T16:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T16:14:09.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Dalton!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:320px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w281.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w281.photobucket.com/albums/kk235/jnlmalcom/a5abfa08.pbw" height="240" width="320"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalton has always been a little challenging at times but, here recently he has become even more of a challenge.  His new thing is to go in the bathroom and get into everything.  His favorite thing to play in is the drawers, on this perticular afternoon I had the pleasure of him painting his face with a new tube of mascara (which he of course reuined).  Then he climbed on the toliet and reached up on my perfume shelf and grabbed a bottle of nail polish and then poured it all over the sink.  I'm guessing he didn't like that color.  I was just grateful that he only spilled it on the sink and fortunatly for me he didn't break a bottle of perfume I don't think I needed the smell on top of the mess.  I am sure you are asking yourself were I was when he was doing this?  I of course was making dinner, dumb me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-6851168599777527477?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6851168599777527477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=6851168599777527477' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/6851168599777527477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/6851168599777527477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-dalton_9118.html' title='Oh Dalton!'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-221504682986578218</id><published>2009-02-02T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T10:48:35.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scipture bag</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SYc-mohqnPI/AAAAAAAAAJw/vxqg2HJ5_FI/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SYc-mohqnPI/AAAAAAAAAJw/vxqg2HJ5_FI/s200/043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298272320059251954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SYc8o1w_X_I/AAAAAAAAAJo/007lkshujWg/s1600-h/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SYc8o1w_X_I/AAAAAAAAAJo/007lkshujWg/s200/042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298270158949670898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My niece Kelsee is being baptized this weekend so I have being struggling to come up with a gift for her. While trying to decide what to do I came across a pattern for a rag bag that someone had made. I thought a smaller version would make a cute scripture bag. I had to alter the pattern but, I think it came out pretty well. Kaylee is now begging me for one. I guess I better get started.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-221504682986578218?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/221504682986578218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=221504682986578218' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/221504682986578218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/221504682986578218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/scipture-bag.html' title='Scipture bag'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/SYc-mohqnPI/AAAAAAAAAJw/vxqg2HJ5_FI/s72-c/043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-6977466414285369933</id><published>2009-01-18T20:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T13:14:25.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pittsburghs going to the Superbowl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i281.photobucket.com/albums/kk235/jnlmalcom/steelersheaderlarge-1.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go STEELERS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-6977466414285369933?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6977466414285369933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=6977466414285369933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/6977466414285369933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/6977466414285369933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/way-to-go-steelers.html' title='Pittsburghs going to the Superbowl!'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-2062226721059730680</id><published>2009-01-14T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T12:09:25.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooper's prayers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SW5FMgWU7QI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/sl3vX1GFNkg/s1600-h/scan+cooper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SW5FMgWU7QI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/sl3vX1GFNkg/s400/scan+cooper.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291242693351238914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night after reading I was helping Cooper with his prayers.  He had thanked Heavenly Father for just about everything when finally he said, "and thank you for letting my mom go to the hospital were she could buy me"!  Boy is he going to be suprised when he finds out were babies really come from.  He was on a roll last night during family prayer he asked Heavenly Father to make me stop using the pink comb on his hair.  I sometimes wonder of Heavenly Father laughs at these prayers as much as I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-2062226721059730680?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2062226721059730680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=2062226721059730680' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/2062226721059730680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/2062226721059730680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/coopers-prayers.html' title='Cooper&apos;s prayers'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/SW5FMgWU7QI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/sl3vX1GFNkg/s72-c/scan+cooper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-3999412248021751157</id><published>2009-01-14T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T12:10:11.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guitar Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SW46Kk5jubI/AAAAAAAAAJA/gOd6uWuf-3I/s1600-h/191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SW46Kk5jubI/AAAAAAAAAJA/gOd6uWuf-3I/s400/191.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291230565585107378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff got guitar hero for Christmas and has pestered me until I would play. Well, now I am hooked, I suck really bad at it but, I love playing it. Jeff is really good but that's no big surprise he is good at everything. However the kids gave him the Nerf strike game for the wii and I must say I wasted him. No bad for a girl who barely shoots a gun. Now Jeff is asking for a rematch I think I should stop while I am undefeated!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-3999412248021751157?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3999412248021751157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=3999412248021751157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/3999412248021751157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/3999412248021751157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/jeff-got-guitar-hero-for-christmas-and.html' title='Guitar Hero'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/SW46Kk5jubI/AAAAAAAAAJA/gOd6uWuf-3I/s72-c/191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-4911600775689061713</id><published>2009-01-07T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T22:12:11.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2008</title><content type='html'>Christmas was great this year. Jeff was home, he actually had nine days off it was really nice.  Santa brought some very nice presents for the kids, they were very happy.  Kaylee finally learned to ride a bike this summer but, by the time she learned to ride, her bike was a little to small.  So Santa bought her a new bike that she could finally ride properly.  However, It had snowed so much that the roads were a mess and she still has been unable to ride it.  Poor girl! Dalton had no idea what was going on. He just wanted to open presents, until he opened his remote control car.  After that he was done and he just wanted to play.  He was so fun when we made cookies, he wasn't about to leave them for Santa he wanted to eat them so we let him.  Cooper got a star wars tent and we are now hoping he will let us put it away sometime so we can at least vacum the floor in his room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the first of the December I decided for family home evening to make the kids their own mangers and a little baby Jesus to go inside, and a bag of straw.  Then we discussed how everytime you do something nice for someone secretly they should put a piece of straw in their mangers and make the bed as soft as they could for the baby.  We read the story that goes along with it in hopes it would help them understand.  I wasn't sure how much the kids understood but, I still felt it was important to do.  I actually had to give the kids more straw.  Dalton was constantly doing things, even as young as he is, he still got it.  I was so proud of my kids.  I just hope that maybe the kindness, generousity, and love that they experienced will last all year, and that maybe they will continue doing good things for each other as well as other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year has been a good one for us, we have felt very blessed and feel like the Lord has been looking out for us.  Even when problems have come up for Jeff at work, we continually pray and put our faith in the savior, and the problems have slowly worked themselves out.  I only hope that the next year will bring more blessings to our family and yours. Thank you so much to all of our family and friends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-4911600775689061713?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4911600775689061713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=4911600775689061713' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/4911600775689061713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/4911600775689061713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-2008_1321.html' title='Christmas 2008'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-863237980832820789</id><published>2009-01-07T20:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T20:38:53.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w281.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w281.photobucket.com/albums/kk235/jnlmalcom/353632e5.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s281.photobucket.com/albums/kk235/jnlmalcom/?action=view&amp;current=353632e5.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-863237980832820789?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/863237980832820789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=863237980832820789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/863237980832820789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/863237980832820789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-2008.html' title='Christmas 2008'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-6726077006808606883</id><published>2008-11-10T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T21:08:04.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i281.photobucket.com/albums/kk235/jnlmalcom/Coopers%20Birthday/CoopersBirthday_1-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper's Birthday was great this year the weather was beautiful, so we could play the games outside and the mess could also stay outside.  Cooper got the batcave which he had been begging for.  He also got the bat mobile and the helicopter, we also gave him the bad guys as well.  He keeps telling me it was the best birthday ever.  I love when I get it right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-6726077006808606883?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6726077006808606883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=6726077006808606883' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/6726077006808606883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/6726077006808606883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/coopers-birthday-was-great-this-year.html' title=''/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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://i281.photobucket.com/albums/kk235/jnlmalcom/Coopers%20Birthday/th_CoopersBirthday_1-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-4961301409325873180</id><published>2008-11-10T13:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T14:02:22.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i281.photobucket.com/albums/kk235/jnlmalcom/Coopers%20Birthday/CoopersBirthday_2-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween was the best this year, the kids were so excited to dress-up, even if they were a little mad that I was making them wear the costumes from last year but, nobody saw them last year because we were in Disneyland. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalton was my first child that didn't fuss about having on a costume. The other two threw a fit the minute I would try and put it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having a hard time keeping the kids out of the candy, I've tried to just let them have a little a day but, Dalton will get into to it were ever it is, we have even caught him trying to climb up to the top of the fridge. I swear that boy is going to give me a run for my money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-4961301409325873180?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4961301409325873180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=4961301409325873180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/4961301409325873180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/4961301409325873180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-halloween_2794.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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://i281.photobucket.com/albums/kk235/jnlmalcom/Coopers%20Birthday/th_CoopersBirthday_2-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-4118644396701542659</id><published>2008-10-19T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T17:15:34.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Cooper!</title><content type='html'>Cooper has been attending pre-school and has really been enjoying it. He was able to go on his first field trip. Mrs. Lee took the kids to Albertson's were they met with the pharmacist and the produce person. Well I guess when everyone was loaded in the car and ready to go they started on the freeway, and from the back of the van you could hear Cooper,"alright speed now that's what I'm talking about!" Well when they meet with the produce lady she was taking to kids about choosing healthy snacks and Cooper says, I eat healthy all the time I love bacon!" I love this kid, I have know idea where he comes up with this stuff but, I blame his Dad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-4118644396701542659?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4118644396701542659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=4118644396701542659' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/4118644396701542659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/4118644396701542659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/funny-cooper.html' title='Funny Cooper!'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-7549655929912734582</id><published>2008-10-06T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:28:32.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SOpm1wMZWHI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oaYJfrefPIU/s1600-h/sleeping+boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SOpm1wMZWHI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oaYJfrefPIU/s400/sleeping+boys.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254124988937099378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-7549655929912734582?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7549655929912734582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=7549655929912734582' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/7549655929912734582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/7549655929912734582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/may-favorite-boys.html' title='My favorite boys'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/SOpm1wMZWHI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oaYJfrefPIU/s72-c/sleeping+boys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-84519313963432510</id><published>2008-09-13T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T13:59:45.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To many cooks in the kitchen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SMwnQnl_QlI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/w9hvNyfRbE0/s1600-h/summer+2008+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SMwnQnl_QlI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/w9hvNyfRbE0/s400/summer+2008+107.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245610832439493202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could tell it was going to be one of those days as soon as I got up. We were late for church, I wasn't completely prepared to teach my Sunday school class, the boys were as wild as ever, and Kaylee was throwing attitude. After church I realized that I never made my dessert to take to the mountain for Sunday dinner. So I tried to get my dessert made so we could leave for the cabin and my boys were trying to help, it was probably more help then I really needed. I went to put the milk back in the fridge and Dalton grabbed the bowl and milk and pudding went everywhere. I was so mad and yet I couldn't say a word I just grabbed my camera and took a picture and quickly cleaned Dalton and the mess. I honestly have no idea how I held back from freaking out but, I was glad I didn't, that sweet baby was already upset enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-84519313963432510?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/84519313963432510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=84519313963432510' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/84519313963432510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/84519313963432510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-many-cooks-in-kitchen.html' title='To many cooks in the kitchen!'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/SMwnQnl_QlI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/w9hvNyfRbE0/s72-c/summer+2008+107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-4396413493109193627</id><published>2008-09-08T10:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T10:41:09.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My current reading!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i281.photobucket.com/albums/kk235/jnlmalcom/twilight.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Sister Jill and the girls in my Sunday School class that I teach have been trying to get me to read the Twilight series. Well, when I went to visit Jill she sent her books home with me. Labor day weekend rolled a round and Jeff had to spend the whole weekend at the fair and all the other events in Parawon. I also wasn't feeling well. So I grabbed Twilight and curled up on the couch so I could still keep and eye on the kids. Well I finished the first book Saturday afternoon and immediately had to start on the next book. I could not put them down if I had a free moment it was spend reading. I finally finished the series on Saturday and it was probably a good thing because I don't think my house could take any more of the abuse the kids were dishing out. But, I have to admit that I didn't feel bad I really enjoyed myself. Since having kids I don't get to read for my own enjoyment anymore, which is sad because I LOVE to read. I am hoping that I will see that I need to do more things like this for myself. (I hope!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-4396413493109193627?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4396413493109193627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=4396413493109193627' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/4396413493109193627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/4396413493109193627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-current-reading.html' title='My current reading!'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-5871307647489258328</id><published>2008-08-20T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T11:48:55.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SKykAw2kzPI/AAAAAAAAAGw/WQAvufQ34fE/s1600-h/Picture401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SKykAw2kzPI/AAAAAAAAAGw/WQAvufQ34fE/s400/Picture401.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236740799745805554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids were so excited for the first day of school, especially Cooper because he started Pre-School this year.  I am excited for him to be a big boy and go to school but, it is strangly quiet with just Dalton and myself.  The first day that both the kids were gone Dalton got up late and the kids were already at school.  He looked all over for them and then just started to cry, it broke my heart.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee is in the second grade this year and has Mrs. Jenson.  We are so excited to have her as Kaylee's teacher. She is in our ward and so we already knew how great she is.  Kaylee has a already come home excited about what they are doing in science.  I hope this is a good sign of things to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper is attending the Hippity Hop Pre-School. His teacher is Mrs. Lee. She was a teacher at the Elementary School and decided to open her own school.  She is great, her husband works with Jeff so we already knew how good the school was.  Cooper seems to be enjoying himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just hoping with the kids gone to school that Dalton and I can have some quality time together and maybe just maybe I can get back to having sometime for myself. I really would like to get back to painting and scrapbooking, I guess we will see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-5871307647489258328?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5871307647489258328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=5871307647489258328' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/5871307647489258328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/5871307647489258328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-to-school_4580.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/SKykAw2kzPI/AAAAAAAAAGw/WQAvufQ34fE/s72-c/Picture401.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-7048361532695294268</id><published>2008-08-15T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T09:45:34.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olympics</title><content type='html'>So they say the first step to recovery is admitting you have a problem, so here goes&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SKYPUIj75mI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Q9UOOML_P7k/s1600-h/summer+sanders.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234888455434790498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SKYPUIj75mI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Q9UOOML_P7k/s320/summer+sanders.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am a huge Olympics &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;junky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe its the swimmer in me and all the time I spent on the swim team that has made my competitive nature take over. My favorite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;athletes&lt;/span&gt; of all time are unarguably Summer Sanders and Janet Evans. I lived for watching them just like I do now when it comes to Micheal Phelps and Natalie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Coughlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Summer or Winter it doesn't matter I am glued to the t.v., it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; matter even what the event is, I have to watch it. I have struggled to get up in the mornings because I have stayed up to late watching gymnastics and volleyball. My kids give me a hard time because we try not to watch to much t.v. but, I made an exception for the Olympics. I know I probably need HELP!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-7048361532695294268?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7048361532695294268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=7048361532695294268' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/7048361532695294268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/7048361532695294268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/okay-so-i-am-huge-olympics-junky.html' title='Olympics'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/SKYPUIj75mI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Q9UOOML_P7k/s72-c/summer+sanders.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-8776334265579923605</id><published>2008-08-14T09:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T09:56:30.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Kaylee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://w281.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w281.photobucket.com/albums/kk235/jnlmalcom/Birthday party/bebe5616.pbw" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://i281.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;amp;type=96" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: left; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s281.photobucket.com/albums/kk235/jnlmalcom/Birthday%20party/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bebe5616.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: left; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;   Saturday we had Kaylee's 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday party and we had a great time.  We had some fun games and had a blow-up water slide, that the kids really enjoyed.  Some of the parents had trouble getting their kids to leave when it was time to go.  Kaylee &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; some fun presents but, more importantly she just had a good time with her friends and she had a great birthday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   I know I go crazy putting together the kids birthday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;party's&lt;/span&gt; but, I enjoy making their birthdays special and seeing the enjoyment they get out of having a special day.   They only down side for me is their birthdays are a reminder that my children are getting older and growing up.  Its painful for me to see Kaylee growing up but at the same time I am so proud of her and the beautiful girl she is becoming, she makes it easy to be a Mom because of what a good kid she is.  I love you Kaylee and I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for the opportunity the Lord had given me to be your Mom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-8776334265579923605?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8776334265579923605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=8776334265579923605' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/8776334265579923605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/8776334265579923605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthdya-kaylee.html' title='Happy Birthday Kaylee'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-5023542954968864095</id><published>2008-08-04T20:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T20:31:52.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="WIDTH: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://w281.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w281.photobucket.com/albums/kk235/jnlmalcom/summer activites/summer activites/f2acd3dd.pbw" width="320" height="240" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://i281.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;amp;type=85" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: left; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;     Every Summer it seem like such a chore to get my children signed-up for swimming, dancing, and whatever else they want to do.  But, I made it through and the only thing I had a hang up with was finding a swimsuit for myself so I could do Mommy and me with Dalton.  I swear I hate swim suit shopping.  It never bothered me until having children I guess I just didn't want to face the fact my body has changed but, oh well like I said I survived.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;    Kaylee loved Summer dancing especially marching in the parade.  But, swimming lessons was another story.  Jeff and I have recently signed her up for private lessons I hope it will help her to get over her fear of water.   Cooper has become our little fish we practical had to drag him from the pool.  He still gets up every morning and asks me if he has swimming today.  He really enjoyed swimming but, he also had a great teacher who really made class fun.   Dalton started out having fun but, the water was really cold and after a half hour he would turn blue (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt;).  I am just glad that the kids enjoyed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;themselves&lt;/span&gt; and honestly had fun and didn't act like they were forced to do it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-5023542954968864095?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5023542954968864095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=5023542954968864095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/5023542954968864095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/5023542954968864095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/summer-lessons_557.html' title='Summer Lessons'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-1389977982968014687</id><published>2008-07-17T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T16:20:12.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's my bed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SH_TrO54ahI/AAAAAAAAAFo/8egSOW2eqIw/s1600-h/collage6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SH_TrO54ahI/AAAAAAAAAFo/8egSOW2eqIw/s320/collage6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I have created a couple of monsters that our taking over our  bed!  I have no one to blame but, myself.   While Jeff was gone to&lt;br /&gt;k-9 school Cooper would beg until I gave in and let him sleep with me.  Well in the process Dalton started getting up in the middle of the night hungry.  So I started giving him a little bottle and putting him in bed with me, which was fine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; Jeff would come home on the weekends.  Since Jeff has been home Cooper has resumed sleeping in his own bed except for when Jeff works graveyards then I wake up to him in our bed.  Dalton on the other had it still getting up around 3:00 in the morning and drinking a full bottle and I am still putting him in our bed.  I know this is bad and I shouldn't be doing it but, I'll be honest there are some mornings I wake up and don't remember getting him out of his crib let alone fixing him a bottle.  I know this is going to be a hard habit to break and I just wish I hadn't started it.  I think Jeff and his back have had about enough, I just keep reminding him is great birth control.  He doesn't think I'm very funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-1389977982968014687?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1389977982968014687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=1389977982968014687' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/1389977982968014687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/1389977982968014687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-my-bed.html' title='It&apos;s my bed!'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/SH_TrO54ahI/AAAAAAAAAFo/8egSOW2eqIw/s72-c/collage6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-6081594721483930874</id><published>2008-07-07T14:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T15:07:24.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="WIDTH: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://w281.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w281.photobucket.com/albums/kk235/jnlmalcom/4th of july/5d331956.pbw" width="320" height="180" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://i281.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;amp;type=301" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: left; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;We have had a fun 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July. We did our usual &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;breakfast&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sullivan's&lt;/span&gt;, then watched Kaylee march in the parade. Picked her up and played at the park. This year however Jill and Kevin came to spend the weekend. So the kids ran wild with there cousins and we just tried to keep up with them. While the big kids played on the blow-up slides Grandpa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mounteer&lt;/span&gt; bought Dalton his very own &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;snow cone&lt;/span&gt;, and that sweet boy was in heaven (and a little sticky). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jill and Kevin had some friends that came with them so Grandpa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mounteer&lt;/span&gt; cooked a very, very good dutch oven dinner up at the cabin. It was fun just to visit and catch up with everyone. With Jill and Kevin living in West Jordon we just don't see each other enough or call each other enough. So it was great to have a few days with them and the kids. It would have been nice if Krista and Clay could have been here but, Clay is busy with his new job. I don't think that gas prices help either though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course we also watched the fireworks, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; the best part of the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. I am such a dork though I made sure I had sparklers for the kids and of course I forgot to bring them with me. I guess we will just use them on the 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. I probably would be in trouble with Kaylee to for using them, because she stayed at the cabin to have a sleep over. I get a kick out of Dalton because he could of cared less what was going on . He just wanted to run around, but what else should I expect out of a one year old, that is all they do after all. It was a great weekend just hanging with the family and enjoying the kids. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-6081594721483930874?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6081594721483930874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=6081594721483930874' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/6081594721483930874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/6081594721483930874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/4th-of-july_07.html' title='Happy 4th of July'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-2750460683082182980</id><published>2008-07-02T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T16:41:02.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SGwNkCqP1UI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ucCSwpnU020/s1600-h/kid-duke+249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218560981056083266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SGwNkCqP1UI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ucCSwpnU020/s320/kid-duke+249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids wanted to do something fun, so Jeff went to the store and came back with supplies to make &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;marshmallow&lt;/span&gt; guns.  Jeff made a gun for everyone in the family. We spent most of the afternoon chasing each other and avoiding being hit.  Dalton mainly just ran around &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dragging&lt;/span&gt; his gun and laughing.  Sometimes he would stop to eat a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;marshmallow&lt;/span&gt; or two.  I sometimes think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jeff's&lt;/span&gt; the one who had the most fun.  There has to be something wrong with getting enjoyment out of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;shooting&lt;/span&gt; your kids with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;marshmallows&lt;/span&gt;.  Oh, well we all had a good time.&lt;br /&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/804742029715498091-2750460683082182980?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2750460683082182980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=2750460683082182980' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/2750460683082182980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/2750460683082182980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/family-fun.html' title='Family Fun'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/SGwNkCqP1UI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ucCSwpnU020/s72-c/kid-duke+249.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-6303036263485936231</id><published>2008-06-24T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T21:23:34.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooper</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215609617499403890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SGGRUEoptnI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1hewMpL04wA/s320/kid-duke+229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My Cooper! I couldn't imagine life without him.  Cooper is the sweetest boy and the biggest trouble maker. I get scared every morning when I go to get in the shower because I have no idea what I will find when I get out. There are some days I swear they invented time-outs just for him. I will get after him and then sometimes punish him and he will say he is sorry and then smile out me with that mischievous grin of his (by they way he gets it from his Dad) wrap his arms around my legs and say, "but you still love me Mommy." How do you stay mad at that? Cooper is always making us laugh he found this Batman mask at Wal-Mart and begged until I gave in and bought it. He wore it the whole day he only took it off to eat, brush his teeth, and take a bath. I had to take it off him when he fell asleep. He has rediscovered his cars and has to have Mack, lightning, Chick, and The King in order to watch the movie. According to Cooper they like to watch themselves. Cooper is always saying the funniest stuff too. The other day Jeff was teasing him and he finally had it, and yelled "stop it Dad your putting nuts in my brain." (instead of saying your making me nuts)&lt;br /&gt;I love my Cooper and I am glad the Lord has blessed me with him. He is such a fun kid. Not having any brothers of my own I learned fast that boys are different. Kaylee is calm and always willing to help. Plus she is usually clean. Cooper 75% of the time can't hear me, he is always busy and I swear he is a walking mess. But, he loves to struggle with me still and he is a night owl sometimes he and I have midnight ice cream dates. Cooper is fun and full of life, like I said before my life would not be the same without him. Cooper I love you! Mommy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-6303036263485936231?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6303036263485936231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=6303036263485936231' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/6303036263485936231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/6303036263485936231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-cooper-i-couldnt-imagine-life.html' title='Cooper'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/SGGRUEoptnI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1hewMpL04wA/s72-c/kid-duke+229.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-3250562274255790338</id><published>2008-06-14T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T10:21:45.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ironhide</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SFP8BrzVCRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/DNFp5ugOhZY/s1600-h/collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SFP8BrzVCRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/DNFp5ugOhZY/s320/collage3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;We were driving past Maverick when we saw their kick start truck parked there for display.  Cooper was so excited when he saw it.  He is a huge transformer fan, so in his mind it was Ironhide.  I couldn't believe how huge this truck was, and it looked even bigger with Cooper standing next to it.   They let Cooper climb inside and check it out.  Both him and his Dad said they need a big truck like that.  I asked Cooper if that was a cool truck and he said yes but, "Mom I don't think that is the real Ironhide."  I love that kid!  Cooper will say the funniest stuff.  He makes sure life is never dull at our house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-3250562274255790338?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3250562274255790338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=3250562274255790338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/3250562274255790338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/3250562274255790338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/ironhide.html' title='Ironhide'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/SFP8BrzVCRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/DNFp5ugOhZY/s72-c/collage3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-5236882054926953188</id><published>2008-06-11T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T15:33:50.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day of Bowling</title><content type='html'>Jeff finally had a day off. I mean a real day off, he wasn't called in or asked to come and help with something.  So we decided to get a hamburger and do some bowling. It was a blast!  Cooper was so funny he was more interested in pushing buttons on the ball return then he was in bowling.  Kaylee was so serious about it she was just determined,  she is a funny kid. As for Jeff and I, we were really bad.  I think next time we will just stick to playing it on the wii.  I guess I shouldn't be so hard on us after all it is all about having a good time and that is what we did.  I just enjoy having days were we get to do fun stuff as a family, it seems like Jeff always has something going on but, he is so good about coming up with fun things to do with the kids when he is home.  I am so grateful  for the fact that he does try to put his family first. I know it is hard sometimes with his job but, he try's so hard and when he is busy with work I try to keep the kids busy and make sure they know that Daddy loves them and he works hard to take care of us.  I also make sure they know he is working hard to help other people too.  My kids our lucky they have a great Dad! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SFBPJOYvYfI/AAAAAAAAAEg/eSLnHJsVpdY/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SFBPJOYvYfI/AAAAAAAAAEg/eSLnHJsVpdY/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-5236882054926953188?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5236882054926953188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=5236882054926953188' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/5236882054926953188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/5236882054926953188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-of-bowling.html' title='A Day of Bowling'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/SFBPJOYvYfI/AAAAAAAAAEg/eSLnHJsVpdY/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-3815117049376408964</id><published>2008-06-09T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T10:14:07.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Children's Museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="WIDTH: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://w281.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w281.photobucket.com/albums/kk235/jnlmalcom/Kids 1/1eb47f54.pbw" width="480" height="360" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://i281.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;amp;type=212" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: left; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s281.photobucket.com/albums/kk235/jnlmalcom/Kids%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1eb47f54.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: left; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-3815117049376408964?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3815117049376408964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=3815117049376408964' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/3815117049376408964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/3815117049376408964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/children-museum.html' title='Children&amp;#39;s Museum'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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-804742029715498091.post-5782499511983656582</id><published>2008-06-09T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T10:15:12.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>K-9 School is over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SEdC5_bPpgI/AAAAAAAAADs/4iUrr7dgH7A/s1600-h/kid-duke+136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208205058122950146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SEdC5_bPpgI/AAAAAAAAADs/4iUrr7dgH7A/s320/kid-duke+136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea! Jeff is finally home and no longer making that trip to Salt Lake every Monday morning. I loaded up the kids and drove to Salt Lake for the graduation. We stayed with Jill and Kevin, so the kids got a chance to spend sometime with their cousins. Saturday Jill and Kevin took us to The Gateway to the Children's Museum. It was so much fun, the kids really enjoyed themselves. They even had areas for Dalton to play. Cooper keeps talking about the helicopter. They had an old life-flight helicopter there for kids to play on it even had a radio tower with a intercom system. But Cooper loved hitting the button to make the helicopter sound like it was taking off. We had a fun weekend but, then again I love anything that gives me a break from cooking and cleaning. I can't decided what Jeff is going to miss more; the traffic or the drive every week. I almost forgot to mention that Duke was P-S-P-1 certified which is the best you can get! Jeff is now thinking maybe he wants to get his instructors certificate, thank goodness that will only be a few days here and there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-5782499511983656582?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5782499511983656582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=5782499511983656582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/5782499511983656582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/5782499511983656582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/k-9-school-is-over.html' title='K-9 School is over!'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/SEdC5_bPpgI/AAAAAAAAADs/4iUrr7dgH7A/s72-c/kid-duke+136.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-8484694156482141209</id><published>2008-06-09T09:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T20:47:23.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Backyard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="WIDTH: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://w281.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=" width="480" height="360" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://i281.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;amp;type=111" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: left; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s281.photobucket.com/albums/kk235/jnlmalcom/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fbb16c5a.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: left; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The kids live in the backyard now that Summer is finally here.  I get a kick out of Dalton he will get on top of the fort turn around then scoot on his belly until he hits the slide then he shoots down the slide. He will then stand up and because he still drools the sand sticks to him and then he looks like he had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;eaten&lt;/span&gt; a sand sandwich.   The weather was so hot one day that we hooked up the sprinklers and let the kids run through it.  Dalton wasn't sure at first but, quickly began having a good time.  The kids were prunes by the time they were done but, at least they had fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-8484694156482141209?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8484694156482141209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=8484694156482141209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/8484694156482141209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/8484694156482141209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/big-backyard_09.html' title='Big Backyard'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-5422117999388964973</id><published>2008-06-09T09:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T21:21:09.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="WIDTH: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://w281.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=" width="480" height="360" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://i281.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;amp;type=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: left; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s281.photobucket.com/albums/kk235/jnlmalcom/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1826a60c.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: left; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Disneyland was so much fun this year.  The lines were short through the whole park.  It was fun being there for Halloween too.  I wasn't really thinking  when I bought the kids costumes, I found a cute monkey costume for Dalton and Cooper wanted to be Superman so Aunt Jill grabbed him a costume.  Mom and I made poodle skirts for Kelsee and Kaylee. She informed me that she loved her grand kids but, her sewing days were over.  Mom found cute white t-shirts and had Renae sew a letter K on them for the girls, they looked so cute.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was worried that Cooper was going to be upset when he found out that we would be gone on his birthday. We had his party a few days early but, he was not happy to leave his new presents though.  He also informed us that next year he would like to go to Sea World for his birthday.  We tried explaining that we were there on vacation not for his birthday but, you try arguing with a 3 year old.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kaylee loved the High School Musical show and they even picked her to dance with them, she was even picked to be the helper at Woody's Round-up.  I think the Highlight of the trip for her was when we went to have dinner at Goofy's Kitchen.  They had a variety of characters come and visit our tables and they would stay for a long time.  Sleeping Beauty came  to visit, and she taught Kaylee and Kelsee the secret princess hand shake.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Poor Dalton decided to cut four teeth while we were there and he gets a little sick when he cuts teeth, and boy did he get sick.  We were standing in line for Nemo and he threw up,   Then while we were waiting for everyone to get off Splash Mountain he had a blow out.  He just had a ruff time but,  he was a good sport.  He wasn't fussy or grumpy he just was a good boy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We got in line to meet the little mermaid and when it was our turn Kaylee ran right over but, Cooper turned flaming red and covered his eyes, even for the picture.  Nothing we did could get him to put his hands down.  Of course being the tease he is Jeff had to give Cooper a hard time about his girlfriend Ariel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/804742029715498091-5422117999388964973?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5422117999388964973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=5422117999388964973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/5422117999388964973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/5422117999388964973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/disneyland-2007_09.html' title='Disneyland 2007'/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-804742029715498091.post-3260728620893696501</id><published>2008-05-12T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T21:16:02.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SCtwaHvAkTI/AAAAAAAAADc/gB5ZAwuhfvE/s1600-h/100_1478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200373788784496946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBgcsY33Spo/SCtwaHvAkTI/AAAAAAAAADc/gB5ZAwuhfvE/s320/100_1478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello family and friends! Jeff and I finally have got our Blog up! I still don't have it just the way I want it but that's okay, I can work on it. Things have gotten so crazy around here, I guess I better update you a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff was made a Corpral about two years ago and around the same time he became a K-9 officer. He is currently finishing what I am hoping is the last of his K-9 school. He and Duke have been in Salt Lake for  several weeks, they get to come home on the weekends but, for me and the kids two days is just not enought time. We really miss him. To make matters worse for the last two weeks Jeff has been bit. The last one was last Friday, and the dog that bit him really did some damage to his finger. Hopefully he will survive his finally two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee only has two weeks left of school. I can't believe she will be done with the first grade. She has really loved school this year. She had a great teacher who has made school fun for her. She does very well in math, spelling and socializing. I think she is going to struggle to say good-bye to Mrs. Riddle, according to Kaylee she is the coolest. Kaylee is also geting ready to do her dance recital. She was pretty excited about it until she found out her Dad wasn't going to be there because of his school. But we have promised to recorded it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalton and Cooper are growing like crazy. Dalton just celebrated his 1st birthday in March. Cooper will turn 4 in October and will be going to pre-school. I can't decide who is more excited him or me? I didn't have brothers growing up so I am learning fast that boys are a whole new breed. They are wild, busy, and the biggest mess makers. I swear they cannot hold still for more than a second, and they don't actually eat they just smear their food on themselves, the floor and the table. They would live outside if Jeff and I would let them but, you know what, I love it and I wouldn't change them for the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me I'm just trying to survive and keep up. All be honest I'm not sure I will ever get back to scrapbooking or painting again. Maybe when they all go to college. So please forgive me if I am slow about updating this blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/804742029715498091-3260728620893696501?l=jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3260728620893696501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=804742029715498091&amp;postID=3260728620893696501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/3260728620893696501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/804742029715498091/posts/default/3260728620893696501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnlmalcomfamily.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello-family-and-friends-jeff-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>The Malcom Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407506730909524157</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/_tBgcsY33Spo/SCtwaHvAkTI/AAAAAAAAADc/gB5ZAwuhfvE/s72-c/100_1478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
