<?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-4386781148865897483</id><updated>2012-01-13T13:04:35.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~My World~*~</title><subtitle type='html'>"Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass...it's about learning to dance in the rain"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386781148865897483.post-5713536531329701766</id><published>2012-01-13T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T12:50:28.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SOOOOOOO~ My Horoscope:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;No one is standing in your way anymore-- its's just you in charge of your life, and its time you realized that you have more power than you have ever had before. This could be a frightening realization for you, but if you are afraid of anything, you should fear inaction the most. Push forward in a major way in at least one area of your life today. Make a change that you never felt you could make before, and you will get a taste of whats possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never had a horoscope hit so right on before!! I am so afraid of so much that I don't do anything that I know I either Need to do and know what is right... or Want to do! I think that its time to step up nad face my fears.... Now on to my quote of the day.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"If you take each challenge one step at a time, with faith in every footstep, your strength and understanding will increase"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386781148865897483-5713536531329701766?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/5713536531329701766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=5713536531329701766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/5713536531329701766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/5713536531329701766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2012/01/sooooooo-my-horoscope-no-one-is.html' title=''/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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-4386781148865897483.post-9054813851423211938</id><published>2011-11-15T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T13:04:40.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A few "thoughts" along the way</title><content type='html'>So I have thought (well it was my friend Jo's idea) that I should continue my blog with my addiction to quotes and my life. I look up quotes all day long that I think will help me on this crazy path that I call life. I have so many people in my life that I can trust.... some that I thought I could but found out the hard way that I couldn't...... I just need to get to a place in my world where I am content...... so I"m actually going to do two quotes to start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Being a family means that you are part of something very wonderful,&lt;br /&gt;it means that you will and be loved for the rest of your life...&lt;br /&gt;NO MATTER WHAT"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Even though we change and w're all finding our own place in the world,&lt;br /&gt;we all know that when tears fall or that smile spreads across our face,&lt;br /&gt;we'll come to each other because no matter where this crazy world&lt;br /&gt;takes us NOTHING will ever change so much to the point where we're&lt;br /&gt;not still friends"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where I would be in this world without my family and my friends.... they are everything to me. I know that I have not always been the best at it, but my love never fades away. I look up to them all in so many ways...... There are friends that I don't talk to very often but I think think about daily! I know that I will prob babble alot in my new goal to start blogging again.... but maybe it will also be a little therapudic at the same time..... so thanks MS. JO for giving me the idea...... I'll but pics up shortly of here and there stuff ..... and my handsome lil guy! (who is not so little) till next time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386781148865897483-9054813851423211938?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/9054813851423211938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=9054813851423211938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/9054813851423211938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/9054813851423211938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2011/11/few-thoughts-along-way.html' title='A few &quot;thoughts&quot; along the way'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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-4386781148865897483.post-6938961404633345018</id><published>2010-06-17T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T12:14:26.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just a thought</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't posted in a long time. but there have been things that have happened to people that I know and it has made me think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of how much things can change in your life in a blink of an eye. It kinda scares me to be honest with you!! I am not always the best wife, sister, daughter, friend..... but the love I have for my husband, sister, parents and my friends never change. To think of any of them not in my life I honestly don't know what I'd do with myself and it makes me tear up to even think that. The people in ones live is who they are. I am so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for all the people that I have in my life and those even who have passed by but touched my heart just a little bit. It still has effected me one way or another. I had a lady that I work with who is so sweet and the nicest person ever, had her husband pass away &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;unexpectedly&lt;/span&gt; of a heart attack while working out at the gym, I found this poem on a web site that I was reading about a kid that I went to school with that was riding his long board and fell off and is now in ICU in a coma while his family waits and prays day by day for him to be okay. just makes you realize how fragile life can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" If I knew this would be the last time I would watch you sleep,I would hug you tighter. I would plead with the Lord to protect you.If I knew this would be the last time I saw you walk out the door,I would hug and kiss you and call you back to hug and kiss you one more time.If I knew this would be the last time I would hear your voice in prayer,I would record every gesture, every look, every smile, every one of your words,So that I could listen to it later, day after day.If I knew this would be the last time,I would spend an extra minute or two to tell you, "I love you," instead of assuming you already knew it.If I knew this would be our last time, our last moment,I would be by your side, spending the day with you instead of thinking,"Well, I'm sure other opportunities will come, so I can let this day go by."Of course there will be a day to revise things,And we would have a second chance to do things right.Oh, of course there will be another day for us to say, "I love you."And certainly there will be another chance to tell each other, "Can I help with anything?"But in my case, there isn't one!I don't have you here with me, and today is the last day we have—our farewell.Therefore I would like to say how much I love you,And I hope you never forget it.Tomorrow is not promised to anyone, young or old.Today might be your last chance to hold tight to the hand of the one you love and show all you feel.If you are waiting for tomorrow, why not do it today?Because if tomorrow never comes, you certainly will regret for the rest of your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;life.Not&lt;/span&gt; having spent some extra time for a smile, a conversation, a hug, a kiss,Because you were too busy to give that person what ended up being their last wish.Then hug tight today the one you love, your friends, your family, and whisper in their ears how much you love them and want them close to you.Use your time to say,"I'm sorry,""Please,""Forgive me,""Thank you,"Or even,"That was nothing,""It's all right,"Because if tomorrow never comes, you will not have to regret today.The past doesn't come back, and the future might not come!love you all!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touches your heart and makes you cry right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386781148865897483-6938961404633345018?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/6938961404633345018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=6938961404633345018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/6938961404633345018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/6938961404633345018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-thought.html' title='just a thought'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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-4386781148865897483.post-959999124467544701</id><published>2009-11-29T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T21:08:31.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>catchin up on news, and pics!!</title><content type='html'>KYSON~ look how cute and dorky he is!! I love him so much!! I love this face. It shows all his personality. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SxNPUc4x4qI/AAAAAAAAAPM/vbwf6mHf7PE/s1600/steph+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409754790172418722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SxNPUc4x4qI/AAAAAAAAAPM/vbwf6mHf7PE/s320/steph+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                      Hangin with my girls from work!! Love these girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SxNOuIP56LI/AAAAAAAAAPE/XRmdFUOIRDs/s1600/steph+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409754131797239986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SxNOuIP56LI/AAAAAAAAAPE/XRmdFUOIRDs/s320/steph+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         This is us on thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SxNN_A1ZBzI/AAAAAAAAAO8/o4q6aVps7bA/s1600/steph+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409753322353133362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SxNN_A1ZBzI/AAAAAAAAAO8/o4q6aVps7bA/s320/steph+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HALLOWEEN~ so matt had ky this year for halloween and he was the most cutest spiderman but I don't have that pic.. just try and usr you imagination. :) but with me I didn't want to go out and buy a costume so we borrowed this shark costume from kellie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SxNNcir7E7I/AAAAAAAAAO0/TS4nwSmSWGw/s1600/steph+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409752730144805810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SxNNcir7E7I/AAAAAAAAAO0/TS4nwSmSWGw/s320/steph+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Me and Andrew went as baseball players. Andrew was the WHITE sox and I was the Yankees! GO YANKEES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SxNM8E40tXI/AAAAAAAAAOs/JWjsaqoXDoY/s1600/steph+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409752172390036850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SxNM8E40tXI/AAAAAAAAAOs/JWjsaqoXDoY/s320/steph+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       For work I was a 70's chick kinda going for the flashdance look. but since I've never seen the movie I kinda did my own thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SxNMiJt6IFI/AAAAAAAAAOk/9AEvJPCD2co/s1600/steph+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409751727009833042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SxNMiJt6IFI/AAAAAAAAAOk/9AEvJPCD2co/s320/steph+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Me and Andrew on his birthday. On our way to go to salt lake with his sisters and there guys! it was fun we took the front runner and Ky always loves to take the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SxNMBpwFzBI/AAAAAAAAAOc/YPxOpAk8x6s/s1600/steph+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409751168673238034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SxNMBpwFzBI/AAAAAAAAAOc/YPxOpAk8x6s/s320/steph+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;                                                          TWILIGHT: NEW MOON &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    Us girls went to the 3:15 am movie and say twilight, it was AMAZING!!! I loved it and can't wait till june 30th for eclipes to come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SxNLkfNWtgI/AAAAAAAAAOU/hPGHAZpos5s/s1600/steph+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409750667626984962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SxNLkfNWtgI/AAAAAAAAAOU/hPGHAZpos5s/s320/steph+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SxNLIVWkmgI/AAAAAAAAAOM/8h6TjZnbTqk/s1600/steph+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409750183944952322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SxNLIVWkmgI/AAAAAAAAAOM/8h6TjZnbTqk/s320/steph+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                THE BIGGEST AND BEST NEWS OF ALL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MY AMAZING WONDERFUL MOM IS DONE WITH CHEMO AND RADIATION.  SHE IS NOW A BREAST CANCER SURVIVOR! GO MOM!!! WE LOVE YOU SO MUCH! YOU ARE THE BIGGEST EXAMPLE EVER! YOU ARE AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SxNKX9v-8sI/AAAAAAAAAOE/sgl4zVgyaqA/s1600/IMG_0366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409749352975364802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SxNKX9v-8sI/AAAAAAAAAOE/sgl4zVgyaqA/s320/IMG_0366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;                                                  (This is my mom and cute Aunt Ruth!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386781148865897483-959999124467544701?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/959999124467544701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=959999124467544701' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/959999124467544701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/959999124467544701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2009/11/catchin-up-on-news-and-pics.html' title='catchin up on news, and pics!!'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SxNPUc4x4qI/AAAAAAAAAPM/vbwf6mHf7PE/s72-c/steph+033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386781148865897483.post-5749410005288377711</id><published>2009-11-25T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T18:36:08.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~QUOTES~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;~ "Do what you feel in your heart to be right. For you will be criticized anyway. You'll be damned if you do and damned if you don't"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ "Learn to live with one self and you will learn to live with others"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ "The only one thing I can change is myself, but sometimes that makes all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;difference&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ "Sometimes the best way to figure out who you are, is to get to that place where you don't have to be anything else"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ "To dream of the person you'd like to be, is a waste of the person you are"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ "Until you make peace with who you are, you'll never be content with what you have"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ "You really have to look inside yourself and find your own inner strength, and say I'm proud of what I am, who I am, and I'm just going to be myself"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386781148865897483-5749410005288377711?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/5749410005288377711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=5749410005288377711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/5749410005288377711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/5749410005288377711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2009/11/quotes.html' title='~QUOTES~'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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-4386781148865897483.post-5738021442903665783</id><published>2009-11-16T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T08:47:14.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMPOSSIBLE</title><content type='html'>So my life took a crazy turn for awhile. I wasn't happy and I was stressed all the time, and I was just lost. Well I now have realized that I was unhappy because I stressed from being lost. Meaning: I kinda made myself unhappy!! I now have realized that~ being myself + not caring what anyone thinks + being around the people I love = HAPPINESS!!!! I can now say that I am happy!! Its been a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ran across this quote and I am some what of a freak about quotes....  &lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;strong&gt; "The word IMPOSSIBLE itself says I'M POSSIBLE" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that my life is done turnin me in all these crazy circles and I am on the path I feel is the right path to be on! so here are a few things that I am thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ I have an amazing family who I know is always there for me no matter what&lt;br /&gt;~ I have the cutest little boy ever who makes me laugh and smile&lt;br /&gt;~ I have a wonderful boyfriend who I love with all my heart&lt;br /&gt;~ I have a roof over my head&lt;br /&gt;~ I have a job&lt;br /&gt;~ I have friends who let me cry to them but still listen and be there for me&lt;br /&gt;~ I have a coat and its freezing outside&lt;br /&gt;~ I have the knowledge of the gospel&lt;br /&gt;~ I know that I am never alone, I always have someone to turn to&lt;br /&gt;~ I have the worlds strongest mom who won her battle with breast cancer&lt;br /&gt;~ I feel loved!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many more things that I am thankful for. My life right now, I truly feel so blessed. My life is in order! I just think that as long as I keep doing what I am doing then life will be good. I know that I will still have hard times, but hey thats life and as long as I have my loved one behind me then I have nothing to worry about. Things are looking up!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I totally envy my friend nichole. she is living in paridise and I'm her in winter wonderland freezing my butt off!!! Love you coley!! know I am thinking of you when it is snowing outside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386781148865897483-5738021442903665783?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/5738021442903665783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=5738021442903665783' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/5738021442903665783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/5738021442903665783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2009/11/impossible.html' title='IMPOSSIBLE'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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-4386781148865897483.post-6979781573132927422</id><published>2009-10-12T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T12:29:47.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~~WhEn YoUr ThE bEsT oF fRiEnDs~~</title><content type='html'>So I have had some pretty hard times in my life lately, and so with a lot of thought and prayer I have decided that I needed some ME/US time. Starting from the beginning.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/StOAED3Z2GI/AAAAAAAAANE/D4lrCXdAlaI/s1600-h/DSCN0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391793986138134626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/StOAED3Z2GI/AAAAAAAAANE/D4lrCXdAlaI/s320/DSCN0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is when I was 6th months old. I got a camera for chirstmas and so this is one of my forst prego pics that I have of my belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/StN_7Dny17I/AAAAAAAAAM8/RDA9ORhU6cA/s1600-h/DSCN0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391793831453841330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/StN_7Dny17I/AAAAAAAAAM8/RDA9ORhU6cA/s320/DSCN0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is 8 months. yeah its in the same spot, and same pants. I was prego during the winter and so it was nice to wear comfty's all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/StN_XhlzUJI/AAAAAAAAAM0/zYjDfhguFaE/s1600-h/DSCN0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391793221023256722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/StN_XhlzUJI/AAAAAAAAAM0/zYjDfhguFaE/s320/DSCN0047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love at irst sight. 7 pounds 11 ounces and 21 intches long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/StN8r6SusNI/AAAAAAAAAMU/_icYqHooODI/s1600-h/sks+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391790272716648658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/StN8r6SusNI/AAAAAAAAAMU/_icYqHooODI/s320/sks+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ky's blessing day. He was blessed on Easter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/StN71ojxXTI/AAAAAAAAAMM/cMZGyHHbEUU/s1600-h/IMG_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391789340243352882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/StN71ojxXTI/AAAAAAAAAMM/cMZGyHHbEUU/s320/IMG_0045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Both of us wiped out. I love this pic. prob the only time he ever had his binky in for longer then 5 min. I'm glad that he was not a big fan of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/StN4XkXaqJI/AAAAAAAAAL8/78UyJbfUUWc/s1600-h/steph+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391785525186832530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/StN4XkXaqJI/AAAAAAAAAL8/78UyJbfUUWc/s320/steph+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is us a little bit ago. I love this pic of us. he is the light of my life. I love him so much. He has honestly saved my life more then once. He knows everything, when I'm sad, mad, stressed, etc. He always knows when to just come up and rub my back or will just say "I love you mommy" that just makes my smile the biggest smile and just know that my life is right there in front of my eyes. No matter what mood I am in, he always makes it better. He is the love of my life and the reason I wake up in the morning!!!! He makes my hard times eaiser and every day that goes by I love him more and more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386781148865897483-6979781573132927422?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/6979781573132927422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=6979781573132927422' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/6979781573132927422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/6979781573132927422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-your-best-of-friends.html' title='~~WhEn YoUr ThE bEsT oF fRiEnDs~~'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/StOAED3Z2GI/AAAAAAAAANE/D4lrCXdAlaI/s72-c/DSCN0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386781148865897483.post-197610366531347744</id><published>2009-08-20T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T12:52:16.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*~*A little VENTING*~*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I am at work and so I'm sorry no pics. I will post those soon. I just need to vent about life. Why is it that one min you think your life is in perfect order and that nothing could happen to destroy it and then the next min it is falling apart! I just don't get it. I think that I try too hard to please other people that I end up getting hurt in the end..... sucks......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;but on a lighter note I have the best little boy in this whole wide universe. He is such a little spitfire and totally keeps me on my toes. He is my best friend and the only person that I know that I can count on to give me hugs when I need them and love to give me kisses. He knows me inside out and can tell when I am down. The other day he came and just sat with me and cuddled with me for a good 5 min and that is rare for him, then he asked if he could go play. I love him with all my heart. I know its bad but I let him sleep with me every night because I love to just have him close to me. I just feel like lately me and Kyson have become a lot closer and I just love to be around him. I can honestly say that I am not happy with things now and that kyson is my happiness. He is the reason I smile everyday and the reason I wake up and get out of bed. He is the ultimate love of my life!!! He is the best thing that has ever happened to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Also I have an amazing family and even though I don't act like it so much~ I love them so much. they have my back for everything. and I would be lost without them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY MOM: &lt;/strong&gt;is the most amazing person I have ever met and she is my rock. I watch her go through the hardest thing that can go on in someones life and she does it all with a smile on her face. she is so strong and amazing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY DAD:&lt;/strong&gt;is prob the person that I am most like out of my family and I think that is why we butt heads so much but I do love him with every beat of my heart and know that he is just looking out for what is best for me and I love him so much for that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SARAH:&lt;/strong&gt; is amazing and someone that I know I can come to for anything and everything. any weird medical question to something that I know is going to let down my family. I love her and know that she is someone that I can count on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KELLIE:&lt;/strong&gt; I know that me and her have our ups and downs and we only really fight about one thing and that is mainly because she is trying to protect me and I love her for that. she always has had my back for al long as I can remember. last saturday we hung out and it was fun to just hang out with her and our kids. I kinda realized how much I love hanging out with my family and I know I am not around too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I know that this blog is kinda diff but I am just seeing alot lately with my life and know that I need to change some things and be a better person. I think that if I didn't have people that I could cry and vent to I would go crazy. I feel bad for the girls that I work with because they are the ones that I think get my drama the most. but they just listen and shake there heads at me cuz I already know what they are thinking. I love them like crazy!!! but I will put up pics of ky and if anything else that I can find that would be worth showing!!! sorry for the depressing blog this time I just needed a little venting :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386781148865897483-197610366531347744?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/197610366531347744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=197610366531347744' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/197610366531347744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/197610366531347744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2009/08/little-venting.html' title='*~*A little VENTING*~*'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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-4386781148865897483.post-5903979143331692622</id><published>2009-06-11T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T20:43:18.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~~It's Been A While~~</title><content type='html'>I know that it has been forever since I have blogged! So be prepared for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of pics! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kyson&lt;/span&gt; is so big and the love of my life. He is for sure keeping me on my toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SjG94vIS_-I/AAAAAAAAAL0/Q4FO43g6sGY/s1600-h/stuff+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346263015087079394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SjG94vIS_-I/AAAAAAAAAL0/Q4FO43g6sGY/s320/stuff+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                         I think that I look cheesy in this pic but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kyson&lt;/span&gt; looks cute so I put it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SjG9XZpV2UI/AAAAAAAAALs/Yb1kAgF1P9I/s1600-h/stuff+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346262442384415042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SjG9XZpV2UI/AAAAAAAAALs/Yb1kAgF1P9I/s320/stuff+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I bought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ky&lt;/span&gt; some "big boy" underwear and he loves to walk around in them. He feels so cool. Its been hard having to potty train him, but so far he is doing pretty good. He goes every morning and when he gets home from day care and before bed. Sometimes he tells me that he needs to go as he is going, but hey its a start right!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SjG8nlnA2vI/AAAAAAAAALk/imf3_tddn-E/s1600-h/stuff+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346261620962155250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SjG8nlnA2vI/AAAAAAAAALk/imf3_tddn-E/s320/stuff+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      how cute is he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SjG67DD3GBI/AAAAAAAAALc/j5w2IhKSJ7Y/s1600-h/stuff+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346259756262037522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SjG67DD3GBI/AAAAAAAAALc/j5w2IhKSJ7Y/s320/stuff+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                          "I DID IT"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SjG6YlJc_sI/AAAAAAAAALU/6B1P6Qna-eM/s1600-h/stuff+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346259164116876994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SjG6YlJc_sI/AAAAAAAAALU/6B1P6Qna-eM/s320/stuff+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Most everyone is aware, but if not, my mom has recently been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;diagnosed&lt;/span&gt; with breast cancer. She is the strongest most amazing person I have even known in my whole life!! She has been the most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;positive&lt;/span&gt; out of us all. She never complains. I honestly look up to her in so many ways. I would love to be just like my mom! We all ran the race for the cure. I have joined my mom and Sarah and started running it with the for the past two years, but this time it had much more meaning!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SjG5sTda1aI/AAAAAAAAALM/7OVQabfP698/s1600-h/stuff+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346258403454539170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SjG5sTda1aI/AAAAAAAAALM/7OVQabfP698/s320/stuff+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Our family wore shirts that said "I'm indestructible remember" -Ronda  because my mom never gets sick or hurt. She just treats this as a stepping stone in her life and that she will overcome it. I love my mom more then any word could ever explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SjG3HxqvjmI/AAAAAAAAALE/xvouXenEcQU/s1600-h/IMG_0362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346255576885071458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SjG3HxqvjmI/AAAAAAAAALE/xvouXenEcQU/s320/IMG_0362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So a little bit ago me and Andrew decided to go on a little vacation. We went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Vegas&lt;/span&gt; and Cali. This is me on the pier at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Newport&lt;/span&gt; beach. we wanted to go swimming but it was windy and cold. so we never got to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;swimming&lt;/span&gt; in the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SjGqV4JSNCI/AAAAAAAAAK8/oMlGrlGq3Ec/s1600-h/bike+and+trip+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346241525490791458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SjGqV4JSNCI/AAAAAAAAAK8/oMlGrlGq3Ec/s320/bike+and+trip+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                         Me and Andrew on the pier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SjGpnqBPrUI/AAAAAAAAAK0/LUyLBz-VgYs/s1600-h/bike+and+trip+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346240731424992578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SjGpnqBPrUI/AAAAAAAAAK0/LUyLBz-VgYs/s320/bike+and+trip+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always wanted to see the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Hollywood&lt;/span&gt; sign! So we took a day just to see that. we got lost for awhile trying how to get up to it. Good thing that my dad let us borrow his GPS. Thanks Dad love you!! We would have never made it without it. So after the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hollywood&lt;/span&gt; sign we went and ate at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;California&lt;/span&gt; pizza kitchen. That became our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt; place, we ate there everyday of our trip! It was so fun and nice to get away for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SjGpJ4EuT8I/AAAAAAAAAKs/gDrsDTaZRoE/s1600-h/bike+and+trip+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346240219801604034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SjGpJ4EuT8I/AAAAAAAAAKs/gDrsDTaZRoE/s320/bike+and+trip+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386781148865897483-5903979143331692622?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/5903979143331692622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=5903979143331692622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/5903979143331692622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/5903979143331692622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-been-while.html' title='~~It&apos;s Been A While~~'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SjG94vIS_-I/AAAAAAAAAL0/Q4FO43g6sGY/s72-c/stuff+057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386781148865897483.post-1661298360158787648</id><published>2009-04-20T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:02:52.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some New Pics</title><content type='html'>Just thought I would post some random pics of Ky! He is getting so big. I no longer have a baby he is now a little boy!!&lt;br /&gt;                            &lt;br /&gt;                                                                   CHEEEEEEESE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/Se0Zk6duW2I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/O2ZXpA_H130/s1600-h/more+ky+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326942056209079138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/Se0Zk6duW2I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/O2ZXpA_H130/s320/more+ky+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         I have no Idea what he is doing, but I think he was doing some kind of  dance move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/Se0Yw5BkCuI/AAAAAAAAAJs/pWY52Jlc5cw/s1600-h/more+ky+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326941162469329634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/Se0Yw5BkCuI/AAAAAAAAAJs/pWY52Jlc5cw/s320/more+ky+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                         My cute boy&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/Se0YJ49gnuI/AAAAAAAAAJk/6KlCWgn0fw0/s1600-h/more+ky+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326940492437429986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/Se0YJ49gnuI/AAAAAAAAAJk/6KlCWgn0fw0/s320/more+ky+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 showing off his new baseball potty! and when you push the handle down it cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/Se0XhsLXtwI/AAAAAAAAAJc/AipTC536Ns0/s1600-h/more+ky+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326939801811138306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/Se0XhsLXtwI/AAAAAAAAAJc/AipTC536Ns0/s320/more+ky+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;    He is good at baseball. he can hit it pretty hard. just don't be in front of it when he does. He gave mom a bruise on her eye &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/Se0W1rKmMhI/AAAAAAAAAJU/bl-xjUIau1M/s1600-h/ky+guy+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326939045625213458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/Se0W1rKmMhI/AAAAAAAAAJU/bl-xjUIau1M/s320/ky+guy+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/Se0VJWAZROI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cOhzFvvb5Zk/s1600-h/ky+guy+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326937184519406818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/Se0VJWAZROI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cOhzFvvb5Zk/s320/ky+guy+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                          Kyson Loves to ride his bike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/Se0TziT5YZI/AAAAAAAAAJE/JBELLAJ8U34/s1600-h/more+ky+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326935710353678738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/Se0TziT5YZI/AAAAAAAAAJE/JBELLAJ8U34/s320/more+ky+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/Se0S-5qGynI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ssH73xwGQuw/s1600-h/more+ky+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326934806087780978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/Se0S-5qGynI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ssH73xwGQuw/s320/more+ky+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386781148865897483-1661298360158787648?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/1661298360158787648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=1661298360158787648' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/1661298360158787648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/1661298360158787648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2009/04/some-new-pics.html' title='Some New Pics'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/Se0Zk6duW2I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/O2ZXpA_H130/s72-c/more+ky+050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386781148865897483.post-433180998645228123</id><published>2009-04-16T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T11:57:49.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Firsts....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;1.Who was your FIRST prom date? Never went to Prom!! I'm Lame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;2. Do you still talk to your FIRST love? Nope!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;3. What was your FIRST alcoholic drink? Beer!! NASTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;4. What was your FIRST job? Dairy Queen!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;5. What was your FIRST car? Sarah's car when she left on her mission. I don't know what it was butI didn't have it long. it died in the driveway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;6. What is your FIRST memory? Uh the first thing that comes to mind is camp outs with neighbors and making forts to sleep in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;7. Who is the FIRST person you thought of this morning? Andrew cuz he woke me up calling me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;8. Who was your FIRST grade teacher? Ms. fulton and then she got married and changed to mrs. nelson...I think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;9. Where did you go on your FIRST ride on an airplane?Flordia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;10. Who was your FIRST best friend and are you still friends with them? I would say Brittany Grose or Ashley Dalton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;11. What was your FIRST sport played? T-Ball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;12. Where was your FIRST sleep over? Prob the travis's with my sisters or at brittany's house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;13. Who was the FIRST person you talked to today? Andrew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;14. Whose wedding were you in the FIRST time? My sister Kellie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;15. What was the FIRST thing you did this morning? answered my phone and then moved Kyson over cuz he was kicking me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;16. What was the FIRST concert you ever went to? Donny Osmond, my mom won tickets on the radio!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;17. When and where was your FIRST tattoo or piercing? 8 years old my ears. and sarah decorated my door with a poster with a pic of me with earrings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;18. What was the FIRST foreign country you went to? None&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;19. What was your FIRST run in with the law? When we threw snowballs at a bus and they called the cops on us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;20. When was your FIRST detention? 4th grade, we threw wet toliet paper on the ceiling and had to pick up garbage around the school for a week ha ha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;21. What was the FIRST state you lived in? Utah the only one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;22. Who was the FIRST person to break your heart? Matt Chase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;23. Who was your FIRST roommate? Kyson :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;24. Where did you go on your FIRST limo ride? Bryce Bourdoeu's birthday party in 6th grade, I thought I was so cool &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;25. Who will be the FIRST to re post this? who ever reads this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;I know I haven't updated in forever. I'm at work but I will add pics soon!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386781148865897483-433180998645228123?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/433180998645228123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=433180998645228123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/433180998645228123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/433180998645228123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2009/04/1.html' title='My Firsts....'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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-4386781148865897483.post-7387073221537004943</id><published>2009-03-11T23:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T23:20:35.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ky is the big 2</title><content type='html'>Kyson has now turned two! He is the funniest kid ever! Here are some pics that show why I love being with him and why he makes me laugh. there is never a dull moment with him. I love him so much and can not believe that he is already two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SbipDuzBF5I/AAAAAAAAAI0/DdadJ_I1OC4/s1600-h/ky+guy+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312181642050213778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SbipDuzBF5I/AAAAAAAAAI0/DdadJ_I1OC4/s320/ky+guy+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SbiolNHX8vI/AAAAAAAAAIs/zy10OoSo_-w/s1600-h/ky+guy+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312181117612716786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SbiolNHX8vI/AAAAAAAAAIs/zy10OoSo_-w/s320/ky+guy+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/Sbin6Svc_4I/AAAAAAAAAIk/fKQenTgg7Gs/s1600-h/ky+guy+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312180380388622210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/Sbin6Svc_4I/AAAAAAAAAIk/fKQenTgg7Gs/s320/ky+guy+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SbinP1UlTYI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Ag9GZdwi1Mc/s1600-h/ky+guy+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312179650936786306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SbinP1UlTYI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Ag9GZdwi1Mc/s320/ky+guy+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386781148865897483-7387073221537004943?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/7387073221537004943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=7387073221537004943' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/7387073221537004943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/7387073221537004943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2009/03/ky-is-big-2.html' title='Ky is the big 2'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SbipDuzBF5I/AAAAAAAAAI0/DdadJ_I1OC4/s72-c/ky+guy+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386781148865897483.post-1348314347135161054</id><published>2009-01-20T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T18:56:30.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Wild N Crazy KY~</title><content type='html'>I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;this pic of ky. it cracks me up and shows his craziness. I love him so much.  I thought I'd share a little of his personality. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SXaOVVxgkVI/AAAAAAAAAIU/syWKDgUTDoI/s1600-h/crazy+ky+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293574909293793618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SXaOVVxgkVI/AAAAAAAAAIU/syWKDgUTDoI/s320/crazy+ky+004.jpg" 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/4386781148865897483-1348314347135161054?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/1348314347135161054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=1348314347135161054' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/1348314347135161054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/1348314347135161054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2009/01/wild-n-crazy-ky.html' title='~Wild N Crazy KY~'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SXaOVVxgkVI/AAAAAAAAAIU/syWKDgUTDoI/s72-c/crazy+ky+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386781148865897483.post-9096900252398005105</id><published>2009-01-17T09:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:30:09.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepin In Style</title><content type='html'>I went down to check on ky to see if he was asleep and now that he has his big boy bed things are more in his reach. His sunglasses were on my night stand and so he got them off and put them on to go to bed. He is so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SXIU_EafwjI/AAAAAAAAAIM/_H-gXUREyBc/s1600-h/ky+head+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292315585862943282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SXIU_EafwjI/AAAAAAAAAIM/_H-gXUREyBc/s320/ky+head+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SXIU0Sg5H3I/AAAAAAAAAIE/4wLCdD85Bd0/s1600-h/ky+head+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292315400669306738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SXIU0Sg5H3I/AAAAAAAAAIE/4wLCdD85Bd0/s320/ky+head+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386781148865897483-9096900252398005105?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/9096900252398005105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=9096900252398005105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/9096900252398005105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/9096900252398005105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2009/01/sleepin-in-style.html' title='Sleepin In Style'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SXIU_EafwjI/AAAAAAAAAIM/_H-gXUREyBc/s72-c/ky+head+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386781148865897483.post-5592904385373813719</id><published>2009-01-17T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:24:45.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*****First Big Owwie*****</title><content type='html'>Kyson was chasing Matts cat and he fell and hit his head on the chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                          2 stitches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SXITVd4iT-I/AAAAAAAAAH0/WXIYMBlbYk4/s1600-h/ky+head+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292313771633692642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SXITVd4iT-I/AAAAAAAAAH0/WXIYMBlbYk4/s320/ky+head+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   Ky showing me where his owwie is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SXITMujXqsI/AAAAAAAAAHs/kCswECeEdls/s1600-h/ky+head+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292313621489494722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SXITMujXqsI/AAAAAAAAAHs/kCswECeEdls/s320/ky+head+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SXITAcGi5xI/AAAAAAAAAHk/vH6gbSeZepU/s1600-h/ky+head+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292313410378327826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SXITAcGi5xI/AAAAAAAAAHk/vH6gbSeZepU/s320/ky+head+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386781148865897483-5592904385373813719?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/5592904385373813719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=5592904385373813719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/5592904385373813719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/5592904385373813719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-big-owwie.html' title='*****First Big Owwie*****'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SXITVd4iT-I/AAAAAAAAAH0/WXIYMBlbYk4/s72-c/ky+head+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386781148865897483.post-7959147393564085585</id><published>2009-01-05T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T18:39:01.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~BIG BOY BED~</title><content type='html'>Ky got his new big boy bed and we put it up while he was with matt so that he would come home to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SWLDSkbW64I/AAAAAAAAAHc/07sWQQKuMg8/s1600-h/just+stuff+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288003636269869954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SWLDSkbW64I/AAAAAAAAAHc/07sWQQKuMg8/s320/just+stuff+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                          These are the matching toy holder thingy and a cars clothes hamper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SWLC_gOA5_I/AAAAAAAAAHU/eLHSgn_MEy8/s1600-h/just+stuff+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288003308722644978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SWLC_gOA5_I/AAAAAAAAAHU/eLHSgn_MEy8/s320/just+stuff+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;           You be the judge.... Think he likes it?? He couldn't stop jumping on it!! it was way cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SWLC3OmEUOI/AAAAAAAAAHM/1y478leZcr8/s1600-h/just+stuff+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288003166552740066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SWLC3OmEUOI/AAAAAAAAAHM/1y478leZcr8/s320/just+stuff+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386781148865897483-7959147393564085585?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/7959147393564085585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=7959147393564085585' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/7959147393564085585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/7959147393564085585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2009/01/big-boy-bed.html' title='~BIG BOY BED~'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SWLDSkbW64I/AAAAAAAAAHc/07sWQQKuMg8/s72-c/just+stuff+033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386781148865897483.post-3360660751457410559</id><published>2008-12-21T10:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T11:07:42.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>***THANK YOU****</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to send out a special thanks to everyone that has been there for me through my tough time. I have the best family and friends ever. I know that Sarah was bummed she couldn't be here as was I. But I knew that she was there in heart and prayer. I could have used her a couple times to be my nurse! because the second night that I was in the hospital I couldn't understand my nurse or my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lpn&lt;/span&gt;!! Lets just say that I was a tad frustrated. but I did have one nurse that I loved and she took really good care of me. Also I had a good at home nurse Britt that would come and give me my shots, when I took them. I stopped taking them because they went in my stomach and it hurt super bad. I looked like I had black chicken pox on my stomach from all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bruises&lt;/span&gt;. I had a boring two weeks off work, and excited to go back, and when I get to work, most likely I will wish to be home. Thank you for all the prayers, thoughts, flowers, and love that I have been shown during this time. Good news I got a call the other day and they got it all out and there was no signs that it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;miligment&lt;/span&gt; (Sarah&lt;em&gt; I can't spell either) :)    I could never show how thankful I am for everyone that has touched my life so much. when you think that you are alone and that you have no one all you can do is look next to you and see your family. My family is amazing and have supported me so much in all my trials. I love them so much!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SU6Q54smeqI/AAAAAAAAAHE/IUPTWTJ6tFY/s1600-h/ky%26twilight+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282318737098570402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SU6Q54smeqI/AAAAAAAAAHE/IUPTWTJ6tFY/s320/ky%26twilight+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4386781148865897483-3360660751457410559?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/3360660751457410559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=3360660751457410559' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/3360660751457410559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/3360660751457410559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2008/12/thank-you.html' title='***THANK YOU****'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SU6Q54smeqI/AAAAAAAAAHE/IUPTWTJ6tFY/s72-c/ky%26twilight+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386781148865897483.post-6052610224338235861</id><published>2008-11-23T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T08:22:12.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~~Grils night with Twilight~~~</title><content type='html'>We went to see twilight friday night. It was fun!! I was a tad disappointed with the movie, possibly because I absolutly love the book so much and I was just expecting alot more out of the movie. But it was still good and I of course will be buying it!! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SSmBOeUrA8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/oAZBU52Pg1g/s1600-h/ky%26twilight+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271886924471796674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SSmBOeUrA8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/oAZBU52Pg1g/s320/ky%26twilight+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SSmA8g-oBBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/0zv7zYkO8Tw/s1600-h/ky%26twilight+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271886615946986514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SSmA8g-oBBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/0zv7zYkO8Tw/s320/ky%26twilight+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                        Dinner at Iggy's before the show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SSl_9qMFJ9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/CTjuS2x_ho8/s1600-h/ky%26twilight+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271885536087582674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SSl_9qMFJ9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/CTjuS2x_ho8/s320/ky%26twilight+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got matching twilight shirts for the movie. The lady in the back cracks me up how she is cheesin' it for the pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SSl_wFnmcNI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kjWhDxGjfPo/s1600-h/ky%26twilight+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271885302932598994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SSl_wFnmcNI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kjWhDxGjfPo/s320/ky%26twilight+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386781148865897483-6052610224338235861?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/6052610224338235861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=6052610224338235861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/6052610224338235861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/6052610224338235861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2008/11/grils-night-with-twilight.html' title='~~~Grils night with Twilight~~~'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SSmBOeUrA8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/oAZBU52Pg1g/s72-c/ky%26twilight+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386781148865897483.post-73042275340824301</id><published>2008-11-23T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T08:04:34.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>**Rocky Better Watch His Back**</title><content type='html'>Kyson was a boxer for halloween, and as you can tell he was just thrilled!! He cried and cried. it came with little red gloves but he wouldn't even let you try to put those on, so we tied them to a shoe lace and put them around his neck.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SSl8Qwem9yI/AAAAAAAAAFM/mwS1ZNAwOBs/s1600-h/ky%26twilight+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271881466146912034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SSl8Qwem9yI/AAAAAAAAAFM/mwS1ZNAwOBs/s320/ky%26twilight+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SSl78joN8ZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/06vZ6QOP2u8/s1600-h/ky%26twilight+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271881119100170642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SSl78joN8ZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/06vZ6QOP2u8/s320/ky%26twilight+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                       Once he got his candy, he stopped crying and was happy!! Of course!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SSl7wzO3NzI/AAAAAAAAAE8/o1RjTiyxqgg/s1600-h/ky%26twilight+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271880917130360626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SSl7wzO3NzI/AAAAAAAAAE8/o1RjTiyxqgg/s320/ky%26twilight+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386781148865897483-73042275340824301?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/73042275340824301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=73042275340824301' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/73042275340824301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/73042275340824301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2008/11/rocky-better-watch-his-back.html' title='**Rocky Better Watch His Back**'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SSl8Qwem9yI/AAAAAAAAAFM/mwS1ZNAwOBs/s72-c/ky%26twilight+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386781148865897483.post-8678262155220459383</id><published>2008-10-30T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T08:22:12.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~ Something Form The Heart~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;I have found this new website that has touched my heart. It is &lt;a href="http://www.spidermanfightscancer.com/"&gt;www.spidermanfightscancer.com&lt;/a&gt; it is about a little boy named Austin that has been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;diagnosed&lt;/span&gt; with lukemia. Some people have said that this web site is too depressing, but I think that its all in how you look at it. I see it as the bravest, cuttest 3 yr old boy that I have ever seen. imagine all that he has to go through, and what his family has to watch him go through and not be able to take away any of the pain that he is feeling. I found this web site on 97.1 zht web site. Once I read about Austin I just fell in love with him, and was actually bawling at work. It hit a spot in my heart and now I check the blog daily. Having Kyson I could never imagine having to go through with what his family has to go through. They also are very strong and brave as well. So I strongly suggest that you go on the site and check it out, but make sure to have some kleenex handy. They are having a race in his honor the seventh of Nov and I would love to be there. It is a couple hours away from here, and I don't know when my surgery is. But I will be there in heart. I just wish that I had the money to donate to him. I know this might sound weird that I am obssessing over this little boy, but you go read his web site and watch his video's and you will fall in love with him just as I have!!! It makes me wanna just go home and spend all my time with Kyson and hold on to him. Just thought that I would share this with you, because this is something that has really touched me and makes me see how fragile life really can be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386781148865897483-8678262155220459383?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/8678262155220459383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=8678262155220459383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/8678262155220459383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/8678262155220459383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2008/10/something-form-heart.html' title='~*~ Something Form The Heart~*~'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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-4386781148865897483.post-2088859686175803081</id><published>2008-10-28T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T07:41:50.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>***FORGOT***</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;As I said I'm Very Forgetful~ I forgot to tag someone else......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nichole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Manco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;anyone else who looks at my blog....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;                            &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;~~~TAG YOUR IT~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386781148865897483-2088859686175803081?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/2088859686175803081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=2088859686175803081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/2088859686175803081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/2088859686175803081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2008/10/forgot.html' title='***FORGOT***'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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-4386781148865897483.post-5441146342529787461</id><published>2008-10-27T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T08:59:33.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>***** TAG I"M IT ******</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I AM~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In the process of finding out who I really am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I HAVE~&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the best child in the world!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I THINK~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;too much about what if's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I KNOW~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;that I have my family behind me 100%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I WANT~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to know all the answers to everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I DISLIKE~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;feeling not good enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I MISS~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Not having bills to pay and just living care free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I FEAR~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Being alone and what if this all turns out for the worst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I SMELL~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nothing right now my nose has been stuffy for 2 weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I CRAVE~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love all the time and the feeling of being loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I CRY~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Way too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I USUALLY~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Try to hard to be perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I WONDER~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why things are so hard sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I REGRET~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alot of things from my past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I LOVE~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kyson, my family, Andrew, and all my friends that are a big part in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I CARE~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Way too much what people think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I ALWAYS~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Put peoples feelings before mine&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I WORRY~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Way too much about every little thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I AM NOT~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A quiet person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I REMEMBER~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sitting in the camper and making up our song about Jenni Lee. that song always makes me laugh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I BELIEVE~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That life is what you make it and to live day by day cuz you never know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;how tomorrow is going to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I DANCE~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to my own little tune, and usually when I'm home alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I SING~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All the time to every song I know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I DON"T ALWAYS~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do what I should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I ARGUE~&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When I think thatr I am right or when people tell me what I don't wanna hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I WRITE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; not as much as I used to. I should back on that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I WIN~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When me and Kellie are partners at sequence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I LOSE~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When I wrestle with Andrew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I WISH~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; That life could be perfect and that I could be happy all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I DON"T UNDERSTAND~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Life in general&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I CAN USUALLY BE FOUND~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Playing with Ky or with Andrew or both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I NEED~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A vacation to where I won't sit and worry about whats going on in my life right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I FORGET~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Everything, mostly turning off lights in the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I AM PASSIONATE ABOUT~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My family and the people that I have in my life that mean the world to me and that make me who I am. I know that they are there for me and that I could turn to them for anything and that if I needed them that they would be there no question. I love them and are forever thankful for them!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386781148865897483-5441146342529787461?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/5441146342529787461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=5441146342529787461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/5441146342529787461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/5441146342529787461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2008/10/tag-im-it.html' title='***** TAG I&quot;M IT ******'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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-4386781148865897483.post-2879203595541498820</id><published>2008-10-19T13:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T13:27:58.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playtime with the cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SPuXhekIIFI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ep3sblhBun4/s1600-h/the+kids+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258963591281254482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SPuXhekIIFI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ep3sblhBun4/s320/the+kids+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SPuXRKpFWCI/AAAAAAAAADw/QnzC_ZfGhO4/s1600-h/the+kids+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258963311055427618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SPuXRKpFWCI/AAAAAAAAADw/QnzC_ZfGhO4/s320/the+kids+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;Sarah and her family came down, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ky&lt;/span&gt; got to play with his cousins. They had fun running up and down the hall eating cookies and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;playin&lt;/span&gt; with my moms &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;excersie&lt;/span&gt; ball. He can't wait for them to come back to play!!! WE LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SPuXGJ7eAeI/AAAAAAAAADo/haty8xOMkGc/s1600-h/the+kids+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258963121885544930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SPuXGJ7eAeI/AAAAAAAAADo/haty8xOMkGc/s320/the+kids+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SPuW3v1kvpI/AAAAAAAAADg/9Nop9h3Coxk/s1600-h/the+kids+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258962874363330194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SPuW3v1kvpI/AAAAAAAAADg/9Nop9h3Coxk/s320/the+kids+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386781148865897483-2879203595541498820?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/2879203595541498820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=2879203595541498820' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/2879203595541498820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/2879203595541498820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2008/10/playtime-with-cousins.html' title='Playtime with the cousins'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SPuXhekIIFI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ep3sblhBun4/s72-c/the+kids+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386781148865897483.post-8553257454504535356</id><published>2008-10-05T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T11:20:37.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY BOYS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SOkEvUtJr8I/AAAAAAAAADY/n9u0up-9xDc/s1600-h/sTePh+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253735651362844610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SOkEvUtJr8I/AAAAAAAAADY/n9u0up-9xDc/s320/sTePh+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SOkEjCxnPJI/AAAAAAAAADQ/GLqe2C-_QR8/s1600-h/sTePh+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253735440391290002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SOkEjCxnPJI/AAAAAAAAADQ/GLqe2C-_QR8/s320/sTePh+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Kyson kept pointing at Andrews bike and so andrew sat on there with him and loved it!! No worries they didn't go anywhere! Andrew rolled up and down a little bit but thats all. He cried when I took him off the bike. &lt;/span&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/4386781148865897483-8553257454504535356?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/8553257454504535356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=8553257454504535356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/8553257454504535356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/8553257454504535356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-boys.html' title='MY BOYS'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SOkEvUtJr8I/AAAAAAAAADY/n9u0up-9xDc/s72-c/sTePh+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386781148865897483.post-400068643753422173</id><published>2008-08-31T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T09:25:45.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>***UPDATE ON KY***</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SLrE29JdEyI/AAAAAAAAAC0/_95XyTtLCEA/s1600-h/stephhhh+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240717564805190434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SLrE29JdEyI/AAAAAAAAAC0/_95XyTtLCEA/s320/stephhhh+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SLrEBoVDKcI/AAAAAAAAACs/nOFvLfPLik4/s1600-h/stephhhh+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240716648683612610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SLrEBoVDKcI/AAAAAAAAACs/nOFvLfPLik4/s320/stephhhh+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SLrDyk3VoVI/AAAAAAAAACk/HkrhoGGN-nI/s1600-h/stephhhh+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240716390055649618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SLrDyk3VoVI/AAAAAAAAACk/HkrhoGGN-nI/s320/stephhhh+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Kyson is big as ever amd such a handful!!He is hitting his halfway mark on the 3rd!! So he is now halfway to 2!!  He is now walking and talking even if we don't understand what he is saying. He is more fun then I ever thought possible. He makes my day everyday. I'm the luckiest mom ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386781148865897483-400068643753422173?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/400068643753422173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=400068643753422173' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/400068643753422173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/400068643753422173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2008/08/update-on-ky.html' title='***UPDATE ON KY***'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SLrE29JdEyI/AAAAAAAAAC0/_95XyTtLCEA/s72-c/stephhhh+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386781148865897483.post-6473759364673003190</id><published>2008-04-20T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:30:09.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mashed potatoes, mash potatoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SAv2KHyKMZI/AAAAAAAAACc/o6LWE-P_Gsw/s1600-h/MASHED+POTATOES+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191513649223184786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SAv2KHyKMZI/AAAAAAAAACc/o6LWE-P_Gsw/s320/MASHED+POTATOES+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SAv2EnyKMYI/AAAAAAAAACU/K-IoRxk12I4/s1600-h/MASHED+POTATOES+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191513554733904258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SAv2EnyKMYI/AAAAAAAAACU/K-IoRxk12I4/s320/MASHED+POTATOES+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;kyson loved his mashed potatoes so much that he was licking the bowl. He prob likes them so much cuz thats pretty much all he wanted when he was in my tummy!&lt;/span&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/4386781148865897483-6473759364673003190?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/6473759364673003190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=6473759364673003190' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/6473759364673003190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/6473759364673003190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2008/04/mashed-potatoes-mash-potatoes.html' title='mashed potatoes, mash potatoes'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SAv2KHyKMZI/AAAAAAAAACc/o6LWE-P_Gsw/s72-c/MASHED+POTATOES+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386781148865897483.post-6480965889136247304</id><published>2008-04-20T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:30:09.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bright bright sun shining day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SAv053yKMVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/mDvRxqV6hN0/s1600-h/MASHED+POTATOES+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191512270538682706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SAv053yKMVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/mDvRxqV6hN0/s320/MASHED+POTATOES+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Finally a nice day outside! Me and kyson went out on the lawn and played ball. he's a bit iffy about the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;grass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;so it was a little hard playing ball with him sitting on my lap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386781148865897483-6480965889136247304?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/6480965889136247304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=6480965889136247304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/6480965889136247304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/6480965889136247304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2008/04/bright-bright-sun-shining-day.html' title='bright bright sun shining day'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/SAv053yKMVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/mDvRxqV6hN0/s72-c/MASHED+POTATOES+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386781148865897483.post-5133969396789034193</id><published>2008-04-07T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:30:09.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whiped Out!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/R_qylLXtjRI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RnvDG_JAEwo/s1600-h/birthday+party+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186654272647695634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/R_qylLXtjRI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RnvDG_JAEwo/s320/birthday+party+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;The other day when I was coming home from picking Ky up from Matt he all the sudden got really quiet. I think that he was a tad bit tired!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386781148865897483-5133969396789034193?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/5133969396789034193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=5133969396789034193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/5133969396789034193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/5133969396789034193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2008/04/whiped-out.html' title='Whiped Out!!!'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/R_qylLXtjRI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RnvDG_JAEwo/s72-c/birthday+party+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386781148865897483.post-3946556214515560809</id><published>2008-04-07T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:30:10.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating the NCAA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/R_qx8bXtjQI/AAAAAAAAABs/3nAAR8zqkvg/s1600-h/ball+toliet+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186653572568026370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/R_qx8bXtjQI/AAAAAAAAABs/3nAAR8zqkvg/s320/ball+toliet+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Kyson loves to shoot his &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;basketball.&lt;/span&gt; With a little help from grandpa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386781148865897483-3946556214515560809?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/3946556214515560809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=3946556214515560809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/3946556214515560809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/3946556214515560809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2008/04/celebrating-ncaa.html' title='Celebrating the NCAA'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/R_qx8bXtjQI/AAAAAAAAABs/3nAAR8zqkvg/s72-c/ball+toliet+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386781148865897483.post-5604307744201810456</id><published>2008-03-30T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:30:10.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"SLAM DUNK"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/R_A737XtjPI/AAAAAAAAABk/vEScjrkg13Q/s1600-h/ball+toliet+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183709003119430898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/R_A737XtjPI/AAAAAAAAABk/vEScjrkg13Q/s320/ball+toliet+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/R_A7wbXtjOI/AAAAAAAAABc/odkkRn4SlPw/s1600-h/ball+toliet+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183708874270412002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/R_A7wbXtjOI/AAAAAAAAABc/odkkRn4SlPw/s320/ball+toliet+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;As I was cleaning my room kyson was just wondering around and I went looking for and I found him playing with his ball in the toliet... Maybe its a little more his size then the other basketball hoop that grandma and grandpa got him for his birthday~~&lt;/span&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/4386781148865897483-5604307744201810456?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/5604307744201810456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=5604307744201810456' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/5604307744201810456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/5604307744201810456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2008/03/slam-dunk.html' title='&quot;SLAM DUNK&quot;'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/R_A737XtjPI/AAAAAAAAABk/vEScjrkg13Q/s72-c/ball+toliet+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386781148865897483.post-3705872300347662582</id><published>2008-03-30T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:30:10.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Is This??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/R-_DK7XtjNI/AAAAAAAAABU/UyNhUSwhvGI/s1600-h/me+and+ky+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183576288629984466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/R-_DK7XtjNI/AAAAAAAAABU/UyNhUSwhvGI/s320/me+and+ky+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;As we know I have had almost every hair color in the book! Well now I'm a blonde never been one before, so why not add it to the collection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386781148865897483-3705872300347662582?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/3705872300347662582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=3705872300347662582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/3705872300347662582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/3705872300347662582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2008/03/who-is-this.html' title='Who Is This??'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/R-_DK7XtjNI/AAAAAAAAABU/UyNhUSwhvGI/s72-c/me+and+ky+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386781148865897483.post-403374604123287872</id><published>2008-03-30T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:30:10.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YUMMY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/R-_BkbXtjMI/AAAAAAAAABM/b3dk8vfgqPk/s1600-h/me+and+ky+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183574527693393090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/R-_BkbXtjMI/AAAAAAAAABM/b3dk8vfgqPk/s320/me+and+ky+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;As you can tell Ky loves cookies. he shoves the whole cookie in his mouth until it goes soggy and then realizes it is too big for one bite and so then he takes it out of his mouth and either hands the rest to me or holds it in his hands and makes a mess. Sometimes we are lucky enough where he eats it bite by bite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386781148865897483-403374604123287872?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/403374604123287872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=403374604123287872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/403374604123287872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/403374604123287872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2008/03/after-long-night-at-hospital-ky-was-not.html' title='YUMMY'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/R-_BkbXtjMI/AAAAAAAAABM/b3dk8vfgqPk/s72-c/me+and+ky+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386781148865897483.post-391372267832477348</id><published>2008-03-24T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:30:11.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Our Birthday Shout HOORAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/R-gE-LXtjKI/AAAAAAAAAA8/RCZ67pJwri4/s1600-h/kell+and+buddy+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181396837540400290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/R-gE-LXtjKI/AAAAAAAAAA8/RCZ67pJwri4/s320/kell+and+buddy+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/R-gE1bXtjJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Ib0X3QKlFI0/s1600-h/kell+and+buddy+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181396687216544914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/R-gE1bXtjJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Ib0X3QKlFI0/s320/kell+and+buddy+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Its the birthday crew!!! I love sharing a day with my favorite twins EVER!!!&lt;/span&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/4386781148865897483-391372267832477348?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/391372267832477348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=391372267832477348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/391372267832477348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/391372267832477348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-our-birthday-shout-hooray.html' title='It&apos;s Our Birthday Shout HOORAY'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/R-gE-LXtjKI/AAAAAAAAAA8/RCZ67pJwri4/s72-c/kell+and+buddy+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386781148865897483.post-5005799845348300188</id><published>2008-03-24T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:30:11.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Wreck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/R-gCqbXtjII/AAAAAAAAAAs/uap810uEgaE/s1600-h/birthday+party+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181394299214728322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/R-gCqbXtjII/AAAAAAAAAAs/uap810uEgaE/s320/birthday+party+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Me and Ky had our first wreck. I rearended some guys and he was actually very nice about it. It scared Ky but he only cried for a bit. Believe it or not&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I WAS NOT TEXTING!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386781148865897483-5005799845348300188?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/5005799845348300188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=5005799845348300188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/5005799845348300188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/5005799845348300188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-wreck.html' title='What A Wreck'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/R-gCqbXtjII/AAAAAAAAAAs/uap810uEgaE/s72-c/birthday+party+050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386781148865897483.post-1344926000225976215</id><published>2008-03-17T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:30:11.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Ear Full</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/R97eqXXOipI/AAAAAAAAAAk/IobP2MddpUU/s1600-h/birthday+party+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178821440929958546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/R97eqXXOipI/AAAAAAAAAAk/IobP2MddpUU/s320/birthday+party+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me and Kyson right before he went in to get his tubes. We sat in the waiting room and you could hear him crying as he was waking up. It was way sad. but he is doing great now and is happy and int oeverything as usual. lets just hope he starts to walk soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386781148865897483-1344926000225976215?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/1344926000225976215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=1344926000225976215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/1344926000225976215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/1344926000225976215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2008/03/ear-full.html' title='An Ear Full'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/R97eqXXOipI/AAAAAAAAAAk/IobP2MddpUU/s72-c/birthday+party+048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386781148865897483.post-1333798882817005177</id><published>2008-03-15T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:30:11.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"YOU SAY ITS MY BIRTHDAY"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/R9ysiXXOimI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Mq8o9NMK26g/s1600-h/birthday+party+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178203377956194914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/R9ysiXXOimI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Mq8o9NMK26g/s320/birthday+party+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kyson&lt;/span&gt; ans &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kempton&lt;/span&gt; shared there one year birthday. After eating all the frosting off his cake, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kyson&lt;/span&gt; got a huge sugar rush and became very hyper. He was obviously a little excited to be one!!&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/4386781148865897483-1333798882817005177?l=stephandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/1333798882817005177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4386781148865897483&amp;postID=1333798882817005177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/1333798882817005177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386781148865897483/posts/default/1333798882817005177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandkyson.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-say-its-my-birthday.html' title='&quot;YOU SAY ITS MY BIRTHDAY&quot;'/><author><name>STEPH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081539407840376356</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/_fJ-0TsBi0IU/R9ysiXXOimI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Mq8o9NMK26g/s72-c/birthday+party+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
