<?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-6975130217151464685</id><updated>2011-08-22T10:19:06.783-06:00</updated><category term='Peer Pressure'/><title type='text'>The Johnson's est. November 16, 2001</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-4988922626263451252</id><published>2011-07-13T10:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T10:25:12.417-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>I finally got my new privet blog up. Let me know if you want an invite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-4988922626263451252?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/4988922626263451252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=4988922626263451252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/4988922626263451252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/4988922626263451252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-7026496558714013332</id><published>2010-11-18T16:47:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T16:49:36.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going private</title><content type='html'>Hi all. I haven't posted in forever. I'm taking the time to go privet and in the process I will be getting a new blog spot all together. Please send me your email address so I make sure you get an invite. And hopefully in 2011 I will be better at posting. :) (I will not be posting emails that are left as comments.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-7026496558714013332?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/7026496558714013332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=7026496558714013332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/7026496558714013332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/7026496558714013332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2010/11/going-private.html' title='Going private'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-1772977927076425370</id><published>2010-02-17T21:38:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T22:09:02.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Alison</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/S3zGhTtgZgI/AAAAAAAAA5U/sJ5nMKAo4Lk/s1600-h/Thanksgiving09+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439440725485839874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/S3zGhTtgZgI/AAAAAAAAA5U/sJ5nMKAo4Lk/s400/Thanksgiving09+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alison has been going to pre school this fall and winter. She has been doing so well there. She just thrives on learning. She is a bubbly little 5 year old who loves to color and loves to scrapbook. Right now we are trying to figure out if she is allergic to our pets. She will be seeing an Allergist on the 9th of March. We struggle with Asama with her as well. She is a trooper and does really good taking her inhaler when its needed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439441082540530722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/S3zG2F1-nCI/AAAAAAAAA5c/uA38a98opZ0/s400/Thanksgiving09+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In October they made a habitat for dinosaur's in pre-k. This is Alison's She tells me all the little clay spots are the Dinosaur's eggs, and they will be little dinosaurs when they hatch. It was very cute and when she brought it home she spent hours finishing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439443354641471378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/S3zI6WFDl5I/AAAAAAAAA5s/kfzTOWU3dgY/s400/Thanksgiving09+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We got the move Up when it came out. One day I walked out into the living room to see Alison placings Gerber Puffs on the floor in a line and Kynaston crawling behind her eating her. He followed her all the way from his room to hers. And was a little sad when she stopped the food chain.  When I asked her about it she told me she was doing what Russel did with Kevin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439442142746273138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/S3zHzzauZXI/AAAAAAAAA5k/ncChwZVdE_A/s400/Thanksgiving09+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In December We had a "Snow day". We had a bad snow storm and kept her home from school. She was so upset, I had to come up with something for us to do. She and I cut out and put together theis snowmen stockings. One for everyone in the family. It took us 4 hours to put them all together and she stayed right next to me the whole time and was loving it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/6975130217151464685-1772977927076425370?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/1772977927076425370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=1772977927076425370' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/1772977927076425370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/1772977927076425370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2010/02/update-on-alison.html' title='Update on Alison'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/S3zGhTtgZgI/AAAAAAAAA5U/sJ5nMKAo4Lk/s72-c/Thanksgiving09+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-3575619391431645620</id><published>2010-02-11T10:49:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T10:50:45.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates coming</title><content type='html'>Its been way to long since I posted. And my plan is to do a lot of updates in the next few days. Stay tuned to hear what the Johnson's have been up to for the last three months!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone out there know why I can't get my background to change? Its driving me crazy I can't get it to change. I've tried everything. HELP!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-3575619391431645620?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/3575619391431645620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=3575619391431645620' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/3575619391431645620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/3575619391431645620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2010/02/updates-coming.html' title='Updates coming'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-6399744289411648787</id><published>2009-11-16T16:28:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T16:35:33.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SwHhoNORA3I/AAAAAAAAA5E/VL4RqgFE5Zw/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SwHhoNORA3I/AAAAAAAAA5E/VL4RqgFE5Zw/s400/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404849108681818994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so far behind on my blog lately. Kynaston is now 11 months old. He loves to Cruz around the furniture and will sometimes let go and stand for a second or two before he falls over. The other day he let go of a door and eminently fell over backwards. He is such a happy little guy now. He loves to eat, play peek a boo, and scream at his sister. He is learning to fold his arms for prayer and a couple of times he has said aman. He has lots of little words that we have heard once or twice and is saying more and more every day. When he crawls he loves to have something in one of his hands that makes noise. Usualy it is half of an egg shell and it makes him sound like a Clides Dale horse, we always know when he is coming.&lt;br /&gt;His picture this time is of him finding a bag of cookie crumbs daddy had left down. He dumped the bag and was found in the middle of the crumb mess with a huge mouth full of cookies and an even bigger smile on his face.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SwHhoc5c8SI/AAAAAAAAA5M/UTxYuEXx5dY/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SwHhoc5c8SI/AAAAAAAAA5M/UTxYuEXx5dY/s400/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404849112889487650" 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/6975130217151464685-6399744289411648787?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/6399744289411648787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=6399744289411648787' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/6399744289411648787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/6399744289411648787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/11/11-months.html' title='11 months'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SwHhoNORA3I/AAAAAAAAA5E/VL4RqgFE5Zw/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-4769601801879239722</id><published>2009-11-06T11:43:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T07:02:41.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I'm 5!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SvgzUmQIGHI/AAAAAAAAA48/letZeZCwXC4/s1600-h/Alison%27s+Birthday+054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SvgzUmQIGHI/AAAAAAAAA48/letZeZCwXC4/s400/Alison%27s+Birthday+054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402124181989496946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last Monday on the 2nd of November my little princess turned 5! She was so excited about it that all morrning long she was skipping threw the house sinning I'm 5! I'm 5! I'm 5! We had a day full of parties, starting with school. Porter and I took in cupcakes to share with her class and then she got to show Porter what they do in school. After school we rushed home to get ready for her birthday party with friends. We had 14 little kids running around. It was a little crazy but lots of fun. Alison got some realy neat things from her friends and her favorit is the 16 tubs of lip gloss she got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SvRw93YQ0GI/AAAAAAAAA4c/VIOeGqC9Jdk/s1600-h/Alison%27s+Birthday+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SvRw93YQ0GI/AAAAAAAAA4c/VIOeGqC9Jdk/s400/Alison%27s+Birthday+034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401066061264113762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SvRw_Krz0rI/AAAAAAAAA40/ONPN7J-MwnE/s1600-h/Alison%27s+Birthday+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SvRw_Krz0rI/AAAAAAAAA40/ONPN7J-MwnE/s400/Alison%27s+Birthday+046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401066083626242738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SvRw-Xr7BKI/AAAAAAAAA4k/LEW8-bh8prQ/s1600-h/Alison%27s+Birthday+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SvRwSdhEcXI/AAAAAAAAA3s/cXsMN-r86DM/s400/Alison%27s+Birthday+006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401065315587354994" 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/6975130217151464685-4769601801879239722?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/4769601801879239722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=4769601801879239722' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/4769601801879239722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/4769601801879239722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/11/because-im-5.html' title='Because I&apos;m 5!'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SvgzUmQIGHI/AAAAAAAAA48/letZeZCwXC4/s72-c/Alison%27s+Birthday+054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-1772243160170276248</id><published>2009-10-30T22:34:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T22:56:05.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Couch and TV</title><content type='html'>Earlyer this week we had to go Couch shopping because after 3 weeks of working every day to try and get the smell of cat pee out my couch was a lost couse. We went to RcWilley on Moday and found a couch we realy liked. We also found a tv we liked and have been talking about getting for months now. We put the tv up on the wall on Tuesday and had to wait for the couch to come in. It got here today and we are now enjoying the space and the new toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Suu_Vh1ApsI/AAAAAAAAA3U/H_RcBdF0B_I/s1600-h/couch+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398618954912540354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Suu_Vh1ApsI/AAAAAAAAA3U/H_RcBdF0B_I/s400/couch+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't think we could have found a better couch to fit in our living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Suu_VSG1MtI/AAAAAAAAA3M/9Yc0vNENk8M/s1600-h/couch+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398618950692319954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Suu_VSG1MtI/AAAAAAAAA3M/9Yc0vNENk8M/s400/couch+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Suu_UyTparI/AAAAAAAAA3E/R-IPuTtVw8A/s1600-h/couch+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398618942156139186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Suu_UyTparI/AAAAAAAAA3E/R-IPuTtVw8A/s400/couch+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398618969701634498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Suu_WY7AUcI/AAAAAAAAA3k/N7I-U51yWLY/s400/couch+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;TV is 52 in high def. My favorit feater is its on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398618963149639730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Suu_WAg40DI/AAAAAAAAA3c/pvDQ5x1ilXw/s400/couch+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porter was so cute when he saw the tv on the wall. He told me "Whow Mom that is a HUGE tv!" Then latter asked me if the weather screan was a big dot to dot. That kid keeps us laughing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-1772243160170276248?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/1772243160170276248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=1772243160170276248' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/1772243160170276248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/1772243160170276248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-couch-and-tv.html' title='New Couch and TV'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Suu_Vh1ApsI/AAAAAAAAA3U/H_RcBdF0B_I/s72-c/couch+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-8211680843702909130</id><published>2009-10-13T22:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T23:34:24.744-06:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/StVdQ-cU57I/AAAAAAAAA10/s-TfOFySmR4/s1600-h/Kynaston.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392318675067135922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/StVdQ-cU57I/AAAAAAAAA10/s-TfOFySmR4/s400/Kynaston.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I feel a little sad to look at my baby and realize he isn't much of a baby any more. Yes he still depends on me. But he is getting more and more independent. The other day we were getting ready to go and I asked him if he wanted to go by by. I then proceeded to take him in his room to get him ready. He thought I was putting him to bed and started to cry gogo bbb. He loves to crawl and climb. He thinks its so funny to be able to grab what ever Alison and Porter have put on the couch to get out of his reach. He also has very long arms and can reach just about anything on the couch when he stands up. We always forget about his long arms and often find his food, sippie, and other odds and ends on the floor. I call him my little Vacuum cleaner. It doesn't mater how clean the floor is he will find something he shouldn't have.  Sleep has finally made its way back into our nights. Kynaston will go form 7 or 8 pm tell anywhere from 4 to 6 am, eat and go back to bed for 2 or 3 hours. Naps are another story but with nights like his its okay to not nap so great. &lt;br /&gt;  Kynaston learned a little about gravity yesterday. He tried his luck at falling down grandmas stairs. Mom says she caught him at step 4 and that he was laying perfectly for a good roll down a hill. I think he was just trying to get to his sister. He just adoors her, and is always so excited to see her.&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/6975130217151464685-8211680843702909130?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/8211680843702909130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=8211680843702909130' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/8211680843702909130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/8211680843702909130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/10/10-months.html' title='10 Months'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/StVdQ-cU57I/AAAAAAAAA10/s-TfOFySmR4/s72-c/Kynaston.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-6735035685813937269</id><published>2009-10-13T11:00:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T11:37:12.753-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tamming of theShrew</title><content type='html'>I hate hair cuts! Hate them so much that I avoid them like the plage. My last one was probably over a year ago. Why do I hate them so you might ask? Well I hate them because of my curl. I usualy look like a mushroom when I'm done.  And it then takes months and months for me to look human again. Well I finaly dicided that since it looks like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/StS3E8t9aTI/AAAAAAAAA1s/HHE3OxVOu_A/s1600-h/cartoon-wild-hair-frizzy-doo-let-it-all-hang-out-women.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392135949515581746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/StS3E8t9aTI/AAAAAAAAA1s/HHE3OxVOu_A/s400/cartoon-wild-hair-frizzy-doo-let-it-all-hang-out-women.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zorger.com/"&gt;www.zorger.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That it was time to bite the bullet and get it done. I am in Idaho right now visting my mom and she keept my kids while Katrina and I went to get it done. I told my stylest that I was very nurvise about it and that I was yet to have a hair cut that I truly liked let alone loved. She asked me a few questions and then told me that her boyfriend had long curly hair and that she was very familure with the curse of the curl. I told her what I wanted and she seamed confedent about what she was doing. Well needless to say today I am likeing my hair cut! It is not to short and I don't look like a mushroom.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; The new cut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/StSz3lk8O_I/AAAAAAAAA1U/dzYp33Ymewk/s1600-h/johnson+kids+110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392132421430557682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/StSz3lk8O_I/AAAAAAAAA1U/dzYp33Ymewk/s400/johnson+kids+110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392132426386254498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/StSz34CeKqI/AAAAAAAAA1c/3WWKyjSNPrY/s400/johnson+kids+111.JPG" border="0" /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-6735035685813937269?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/6735035685813937269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=6735035685813937269' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/6735035685813937269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/6735035685813937269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/10/tamming-of-theshrew.html' title='Tamming of theShrew'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/StS3E8t9aTI/AAAAAAAAA1s/HHE3OxVOu_A/s72-c/cartoon-wild-hair-frizzy-doo-let-it-all-hang-out-women.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-1456108490683264753</id><published>2009-09-24T07:59:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T08:22:15.727-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Srt-3KMfZJI/AAAAAAAAA1M/Xlm-6Zi3xDk/s1600-h/September+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Srt-3KMfZJI/AAAAAAAAA1M/Xlm-6Zi3xDk/s400/September+020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385037265546208402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in the four years we have been in this area we took the kids to the fair. They loved it! We saw all the animals, walked threw all the booths, and the kids got to do a farm village while we were there. They loved it and it was a great family outing. Here is some of our fun at the fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Srt-2rziLLI/AAAAAAAAA1E/jgeHDxxw_-8/s1600-h/September+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Srt-2rziLLI/AAAAAAAAA1E/jgeHDxxw_-8/s400/September+043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385037257388469426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kynaston just hanging out. He loves his stroller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Srt-2Q63TjI/AAAAAAAAA08/312-P-MOU5k/s1600-h/September+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Srt-2Q63TjI/AAAAAAAAA08/312-P-MOU5k/s400/September+040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385037250171457074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pony ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    They had a free farm experience there. The kids got baskets. Filled it with corn, fed the cow, milked the cow, planted veggies, picked veggies, collected eggs, drove a tractor, brushed a sheep, and then in the end got a small box of milk. It made the fair worth it for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Srt92PZlIkI/AAAAAAAAA0s/h7UKUWFoKb0/s1600-h/September+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Srt92PZlIkI/AAAAAAAAA0s/h7UKUWFoKb0/s400/September+028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385036150251790914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gassing up the tractors. The tractor was so big Porter had a hard time getting it to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Srt91hWHtcI/AAAAAAAAA0k/FgtAXGaue4A/s1600-h/September+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Srt91hWHtcI/AAAAAAAAA0k/FgtAXGaue4A/s400/September+025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385036137889248706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Milking the Cow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Srt91J9qRKI/AAAAAAAAA0c/YXZyU7XW0EQ/s1600-h/September+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Srt91J9qRKI/AAAAAAAAA0c/YXZyU7XW0EQ/s400/September+022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385036131612640418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Srt90sQoQdI/AAAAAAAAA0U/4lo-FntvMU0/s1600-h/September+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Srt90sQoQdI/AAAAAAAAA0U/4lo-FntvMU0/s400/September+017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385036123639136722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were a couple of race cars there. Alison loved to pose by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Srt90GTWV9I/AAAAAAAAA0M/h7-GvtF4iF0/s1600-h/September+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Srt90GTWV9I/AAAAAAAAA0M/h7-GvtF4iF0/s400/September+015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385036113449998290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They were reeving the engine on this race car when we got to the fair. Porter thought that was the coolest thing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-1456108490683264753?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/1456108490683264753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=1456108490683264753' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/1456108490683264753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/1456108490683264753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/09/fair.html' title='The Fair'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Srt-3KMfZJI/AAAAAAAAA1M/Xlm-6Zi3xDk/s72-c/September+020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-1486154334827605399</id><published>2009-09-14T10:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T10:10:48.372-06:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sq5q9Ehd3yI/AAAAAAAAA0E/p_EnjON-sDs/s1600-h/Kynaston.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sq5q9Ehd3yI/AAAAAAAAA0E/p_EnjON-sDs/s400/Kynaston.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381356202172997410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little guy is now 9 months! Here are some stats...&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 18 lb 11 oz (Only in the 19th%)&lt;br /&gt;Hight: 29 in (In the 70th%0&lt;br /&gt;Favorite people: Mommy, Daddy, Alison, Porter, Grandpa&lt;br /&gt;Words: dadada, mamam, blablabla&lt;br /&gt;Teeth: 4 2 up and 2 down&lt;br /&gt;Food: He will eat anything we give him but he loves Mac an Cheese.&lt;br /&gt;Development: Crawling all over the place, pulling himself up to things, sitting up on his own. He claps for himself when he sits down.&lt;br /&gt;Favorit Toy: What ever the other two kids have out to play with. He loves our fisher price zoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-1486154334827605399?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/1486154334827605399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=1486154334827605399' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/1486154334827605399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/1486154334827605399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/09/9-months.html' title='9 Months'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sq5q9Ehd3yI/AAAAAAAAA0E/p_EnjON-sDs/s72-c/Kynaston.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-8577655874830920478</id><published>2009-09-12T08:26:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T09:50:10.714-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Photo Shoot</title><content type='html'>Since we were all together for Labor Day Weekend, we thought it would be nice to do family photos since we have added 5 boys to the family since last September and Aaron will be getting ready to go on mission this winter. Here are a few of shots that Melody's friend took for us. We did them at the beach in Aberdeen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SquwThnYwEI/AAAAAAAAAz0/rnJH1OkvbVQ/s1600-h/Rowb+Fam2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SquwThnYwEI/AAAAAAAAAz0/rnJH1OkvbVQ/s320/Rowb+Fam2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380588029311762498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom wanted a few of us all in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SquwTI_dkEI/AAAAAAAAAzs/PMqCXYPN2J8/s1600-h/Rowb+Fam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SquwTI_dkEI/AAAAAAAAAzs/PMqCXYPN2J8/s320/Rowb+Fam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380588022701854786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The whole Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SquwS6hb4sI/AAAAAAAAAzk/Wjgi2jvoJc4/s1600-h/Porter+n+lucas2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SquwS6hb4sI/AAAAAAAAAzk/Wjgi2jvoJc4/s320/Porter+n+lucas2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380588018817819330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Porter and Lucas. They are 5 months apart and best buds. They loved when we told them they could go play in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SquwShgPZJI/AAAAAAAAAzc/ng936_f-Ygg/s1600-h/Porter+n+Lucas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SquwShgPZJI/AAAAAAAAAzc/ng936_f-Ygg/s320/Porter+n+Lucas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380588012101919890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Squv9JtlhEI/AAAAAAAAAzU/L_p6tNv_UcU/s1600-h/Mom+n+Dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Squv9JtlhEI/AAAAAAAAAzU/L_p6tNv_UcU/s320/Mom+n+Dad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380587644938191938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom and Dad, the founders of this big clan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Squv8-Fp_8I/AAAAAAAAAzM/cFW3ODfjCQQ/s1600-h/Mel+n+Kooper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Squv8-Fp_8I/AAAAAAAAAzM/cFW3ODfjCQQ/s320/Mel+n+Kooper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380587641817923522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sister Melody and her adorable little baby Kooper, Kooper was the latest to join the family and was born Auguest 5, 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Squv8aiz0GI/AAAAAAAAAzE/0KeYanj77MM/s1600-h/johnson+fam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Squv8aiz0GI/AAAAAAAAAzE/0KeYanj77MM/s320/johnson+fam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380587632276525154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little family. I love this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Squv8M8h-DI/AAAAAAAAAy8/6kiLkZRY7zU/s1600-h/Grandkids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Squv8M8h-DI/AAAAAAAAAy8/6kiLkZRY7zU/s320/Grandkids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380587628626311218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma and Grandpa with all the grandkids. Yes Alison is the only girl and she loves it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Squv7n69tRI/AAAAAAAAAy0/VsenGIztiGU/s1600-h/Alison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Squv7n69tRI/AAAAAAAAAy0/VsenGIztiGU/s320/Alison.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380587618687628562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little princess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-8577655874830920478?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/8577655874830920478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=8577655874830920478' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/8577655874830920478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/8577655874830920478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/09/family-photo-shoot.html' title='Family Photo Shoot'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SquwThnYwEI/AAAAAAAAAz0/rnJH1OkvbVQ/s72-c/Rowb+Fam2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-4422106534378220498</id><published>2009-07-24T14:29:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T15:07:35.540-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Newport Aquarium</title><content type='html'>We got to go to Newport Oregon on our trip. We actually went twice because the first day we went it was to windy to spend time on the Beach and James really wanted the kids to get to play in the ocean. We ended up going to the Aquarium with Grandma and Grandpa. The kids loved it. Alison called it the fish zoo and couldn't get enough of it.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SmoeNz7JumI/AAAAAAAAAyE/1HRwpWhkbTg/s1600-h/Oregon+580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362131528963439202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SmoeNz7JumI/AAAAAAAAAyE/1HRwpWhkbTg/s320/Oregon+580.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Family photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SmocN6zawKI/AAAAAAAAAx8/jTHEIaKwhMA/s1600-h/Oregon+169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362129331786793122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SmocN6zawKI/AAAAAAAAAx8/jTHEIaKwhMA/s320/Oregon+169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Such cute little kids! I think Grandpa was making face's at Kynaston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SmocNqCYNwI/AAAAAAAAAx0/MLDGT84eUUY/s1600-h/Oregon+159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362129327286138626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SmocNqCYNwI/AAAAAAAAAx0/MLDGT84eUUY/s320/Oregon+159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sitting with Grandma and Grandpa. Porter wasn't interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SmocNGxj6RI/AAAAAAAAAxs/SIgfqsGqGlY/s1600-h/Oregon+157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362129317820360978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SmocNGxj6RI/AAAAAAAAAxs/SIgfqsGqGlY/s320/Oregon+157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the sea life in the tide pool, with Aunt Mary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SmocM5NObYI/AAAAAAAAAxk/w3axKhBfqMY/s1600-h/Oregon+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362129314178297218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SmocM5NObYI/AAAAAAAAAxk/w3axKhBfqMY/s320/Oregon+138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this was a sting ray. The kids got to touch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SmocMRMBHGI/AAAAAAAAAxc/rDl8IXIRTW8/s1600-h/Oregon+147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362129303435811938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SmocMRMBHGI/AAAAAAAAAxc/rDl8IXIRTW8/s320/Oregon+147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Smoa7z4GJVI/AAAAAAAAAxU/bK-ddgKupjQ/s1600-h/Oregon+145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362127921178092882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Smoa7z4GJVI/AAAAAAAAAxU/bK-ddgKupjQ/s320/Oregon+145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Smoa7fKOQSI/AAAAAAAAAxM/on8_8CSE-XA/s1600-h/Oregon+126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362127915616977186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Smoa7fKOQSI/AAAAAAAAAxM/on8_8CSE-XA/s320/Oregon+126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lion Fish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Smoa7ILdobI/AAAAAAAAAxE/smCRQGuVNdc/s1600-h/Oregon+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362127909448163762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Smoa7ILdobI/AAAAAAAAAxE/smCRQGuVNdc/s320/Oregon+113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Watching a bird swim under water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Smoa6_nMkNI/AAAAAAAAAw8/2m-KdbX-_to/s1600-h/Oregon+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362127907148566738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Smoa6_nMkNI/AAAAAAAAAw8/2m-KdbX-_to/s320/Oregon+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Watching the seals and sea lions swim under water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Smoa6guDmQI/AAAAAAAAAw0/qZBtqyFqISM/s1600-h/Oregon+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362127898855840002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Smoa6guDmQI/AAAAAAAAAw0/qZBtqyFqISM/s320/Oregon+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alison and Porter loved this fish and had to have a picture taken by it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-4422106534378220498?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/4422106534378220498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=4422106534378220498' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/4422106534378220498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/4422106534378220498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/07/newport-aquarium.html' title='Newport Aquarium'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SmoeNz7JumI/AAAAAAAAAyE/1HRwpWhkbTg/s72-c/Oregon+580.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-4174893628743859801</id><published>2009-07-22T21:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T22:20:24.374-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll get the baby!</title><content type='html'>I walked into the living room today to find Porter trying to pick up the baby. Only he isn't picking up the baby the way a mom would want the baby to be picked up. O' no I see him holding Kynaston by his waist with his head and feet still on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Porter put the baby down?"&lt;br /&gt;Porter: "I'm picking up the baby."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Put the baby down."&lt;br /&gt; Porter starts to cry.&lt;br /&gt;Me: " Why are you crying?"&lt;br /&gt;  Porter cries harder.&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Come here."&lt;br /&gt;  Porter cries even harder.&lt;br /&gt;I pick him up and ask him.&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Porter why were picking up the baby?"&lt;br /&gt;Porter: " I wanted to hold him, so I was picking him up."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Do you know you could hurt him if you dropped him and he landed wrong?"&lt;br /&gt;Porter:" No I just want to hold him."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Porter you are to little to pick him up. You need to let mommy and daddy do that."&lt;br /&gt;Porter: "Alison picks him up."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Alison pick show me how you pick the baby up."&lt;br /&gt;  Kynaston is on his tummy and Alison comes and stands over him. She wraps her arms around his waist and lifts. Kynaston is hoisted in the air folded in half. Then just as she get stood up strait she flings him back. At witch point he goes from being folded in half to strait up and down with Alison holding him up by his arm pits. Now Kynaston is just dangling there in her arms, it reminds me of when a small child holds a cat and the cats front legs and head are all that is being supported. Well Kynaston and Alison are both smiling at me proud of their accomplishments.&lt;br /&gt;Me: "New rule only mommy and daddy pick up the baby. We don't want to drop him and hurt him."&lt;br /&gt;Alison &amp;amp; Porter: " Okay mom."&lt;br /&gt; I just roll my eyes, hug my kids, pray they don't drop Kynaston on his head, and hold the laughter tell after they can't see me laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-4174893628743859801?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/4174893628743859801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=4174893628743859801' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/4174893628743859801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/4174893628743859801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/07/ill-get-baby.html' title='I&apos;ll get the baby!'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-1700112761343826299</id><published>2009-07-16T11:21:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T21:42:47.452-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Alison in Oregon</title><content type='html'>Wow it is taking me a long time to finish this Oregon trip. :) O'well it will happen. Alison loves grandma's as much as Porter and Kynaston did.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359112783197935314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl9krrnEltI/AAAAAAAAAwU/nu6gEaTIJnI/s320/Oregon+336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Alison playing in the tree house with grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359112804151058978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl9ks5qr4iI/AAAAAAAAAws/biMUYKrLea8/s320/Oregon+414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Aunt Mary taking a turn as the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl9ksbtvnsI/AAAAAAAAAwk/kzXqnwPc7wI/s1600-h/Oregon+376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359112796110823106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl9ksbtvnsI/AAAAAAAAAwk/kzXqnwPc7wI/s320/Oregon+376.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I promise she didn't ware this outfit the whole trip. She just loves it because Grandma J mad it for her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl9krydf_SI/AAAAAAAAAwc/WVaFGg54BGw/s1600-h/Oregon+341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359112785036836130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl9krydf_SI/AAAAAAAAAwc/WVaFGg54BGw/s320/Oregon+341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When ever Aunt Mary was around Alison wanted to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl9krL84viI/AAAAAAAAAwM/h9RAFYUviW4/s1600-h/Oregon+254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359112774699499042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl9krL84viI/AAAAAAAAAwM/h9RAFYUviW4/s320/Oregon+254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was on the 4th. Alison was getting ready to throw a cup of water on Grandma. Grandma was telling her if she did she would get thrown in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl9jNVM0ioI/AAAAAAAAAwE/YpcB3VlY4AY/s1600-h/Oregon+227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359111162274548354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl9jNVM0ioI/AAAAAAAAAwE/YpcB3VlY4AY/s320/Oregon+227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the tire swing with Porter. One of her favorite spots to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl9jNF0OSUI/AAAAAAAAAv8/vJWe2T6P9ko/s1600-h/Oregon+215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359111158144846146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl9jNF0OSUI/AAAAAAAAAv8/vJWe2T6P9ko/s320/Oregon+215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was taking Kynaston's picture and Alison wanted hers taken in the same spot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl9jMle8BjI/AAAAAAAAAv0/0F69rTEvzoY/s1600-h/Oregon+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359111149465634354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl9jMle8BjI/AAAAAAAAAv0/0F69rTEvzoY/s320/Oregon+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Up a tree with Uncle Nathan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl9jMJ4BPzI/AAAAAAAAAvs/p-drBudJ6bM/s1600-h/Oregon+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359111142054641458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl9jMJ4BPzI/AAAAAAAAAvs/p-drBudJ6bM/s320/Oregon+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Picking Berries with Grandma Florance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl9jLgk_XYI/AAAAAAAAAvk/B7gu495zUv8/s1600-h/Oregon+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359111130968972674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl9jLgk_XYI/AAAAAAAAAvk/B7gu495zUv8/s320/Oregon+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She loved the raspberries.&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/6975130217151464685-1700112761343826299?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/1700112761343826299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=1700112761343826299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/1700112761343826299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/1700112761343826299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/07/alison-in-oregon.html' title='Alison in Oregon'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl9krrnEltI/AAAAAAAAAwU/nu6gEaTIJnI/s72-c/Oregon+336.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-1554783786313571600</id><published>2009-07-15T15:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T15:50:26.857-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oregon: Porter</title><content type='html'>Porter loved being at Grandma and Grandpa's house. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl5NceAY_PI/AAAAAAAAAvc/iikeAf1ZZUc/s1600-h/Oregon+459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358805758103846130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl5NceAY_PI/AAAAAAAAAvc/iikeAf1ZZUc/s320/Oregon+459.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think Uncle Nathan took this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl5Nbum2KQI/AAAAAAAAAvU/2FG40UgyPuU/s1600-h/Oregon+395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358805745380239618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl5Nbum2KQI/AAAAAAAAAvU/2FG40UgyPuU/s320/Oregon+395.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Porter likes to be the doctor. Poor Aunt Mary was black and blue from all the hammering on her knees.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358804196269736082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl5MBjuHwJI/AAAAAAAAAus/gLLc8YmoNbY/s320/Oregon+394.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl5NbEyghhI/AAAAAAAAAvM/vNajjsnxKls/s1600-h/Oregon+520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358805734154864146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl5NbEyghhI/AAAAAAAAAvM/vNajjsnxKls/s320/Oregon+520.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Feeding the ducks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl5MDcyef5I/AAAAAAAAAvE/N1-keHfQzCk/s1600-h/Oregon+224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358804228768694162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl5MDcyef5I/AAAAAAAAAvE/N1-keHfQzCk/s320/Oregon+224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the tire swing. He loved to be here and was always begging people to push him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl5MCsMRfpI/AAAAAAAAAu8/VkiVaC1b0t8/s1600-h/Oregon+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358804215723556498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl5MCsMRfpI/AAAAAAAAAu8/VkiVaC1b0t8/s320/Oregon+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He had to climb the tree with Uncle Nathan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl5MBzd_T-I/AAAAAAAAAu0/-SMi6Nv42GA/s1600-h/Oregon+325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358804200497041378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl5MBzd_T-I/AAAAAAAAAu0/-SMi6Nv42GA/s320/Oregon+325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On his way up to the tree house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl5MBBm2uZI/AAAAAAAAAuk/_nGGkx-MuBo/s1600-h/Oregon+234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358804187112454546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl5MBBm2uZI/AAAAAAAAAuk/_nGGkx-MuBo/s320/Oregon+234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is not a black eye he was always playing in the dirt and getting muddy.&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/6975130217151464685-1554783786313571600?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/1554783786313571600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=1554783786313571600' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/1554783786313571600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/1554783786313571600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/07/oregon-porter.html' title='Oregon: Porter'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sl5NceAY_PI/AAAAAAAAAvc/iikeAf1ZZUc/s72-c/Oregon+459.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-8824899087378239785</id><published>2009-07-10T21:55:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T22:38:10.928-06:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Months and first instalment of Oregon</title><content type='html'>Awe my baby is 7 months old. He has the cutest personality. He learned to sit up while we were in Oregon thanks to Grandpa spending lots of time practicing with him. On our way to Oregon he cut his 2 bottom teeth. He loves the car and did amazing on our trip. We only had one melt down in our two day drive I was so proud of him. Right now his favorite things to do are to sit and empty his toy basket he can do for hours as long as every few minutes we refill the basket. His sister who calls him the little one or the little squallier, his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;paci&lt;/span&gt; he is never without it, he loves to giggle but his favorite thing is his  sequel, he will also give you a kiss if you say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kyanston&lt;/span&gt; kiss. He is also starting to us sounds when he is crying right now its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;babadada&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlgRMtm_ueI/AAAAAAAAAuM/In370IOmHwA/s1600-h/Oregon+461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357050666856462818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlgRMtm_ueI/AAAAAAAAAuM/In370IOmHwA/s320/Oregon+461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357051564879998338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlgSA_AfbYI/AAAAAAAAAuU/y88yUjS_pkA/s320/Oregon+387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kynaston&lt;/span&gt; with his Grandma Alice. He loved all the "toys" aka kitchen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;untiles&lt;/span&gt; grandma let him play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlgRMC6SGoI/AAAAAAAAAuE/dBRodtdJa04/s1600-h/Oregon+259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357050655394634370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlgRMC6SGoI/AAAAAAAAAuE/dBRodtdJa04/s320/Oregon+259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kynaston&lt;/span&gt; and his Grandpa Jim, he LOVED grandpa. He would get excited every time he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;caught&lt;/span&gt; grandpa's attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlgRLwu0OFI/AAAAAAAAAt8/5oSsdCwVe3s/s1600-h/Oregon+243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357050650514700370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlgRLwu0OFI/AAAAAAAAAt8/5oSsdCwVe3s/s320/Oregon+243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Eating&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Watermelon&lt;/span&gt; on the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July. He got so mad at me when we had to take the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;rine&lt;/span&gt; away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlgRLsXmyUI/AAAAAAAAAt0/BOT2ErDwSqA/s1600-h/Oregon+231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357050649343609154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlgRLsXmyUI/AAAAAAAAAt0/BOT2ErDwSqA/s320/Oregon+231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Kynaston&lt;/span&gt; with Grandma Great Florance. He loved to give her lots of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;kisses&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlgRLVRPoBI/AAAAAAAAAts/xx_iNXrgQPw/s1600-h/Oregon+222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357050643142909970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlgRLVRPoBI/AAAAAAAAAts/xx_iNXrgQPw/s320/Oregon+222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With mommy, still his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; person.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlgPmMShgFI/AAAAAAAAAtk/I2lMMZzadhc/s1600-h/Oregon+209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357048905565569106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlgPmMShgFI/AAAAAAAAAtk/I2lMMZzadhc/s320/Oregon+209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at how big he is sitting up all alone. He things its a great trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlgPlkYbs_I/AAAAAAAAAtc/3FQBuWDmFYQ/s1600-h/Oregon+188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357048894852936690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlgPlkYbs_I/AAAAAAAAAtc/3FQBuWDmFYQ/s320/Oregon+188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing in the sand. He loved the feel and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;taste&lt;/span&gt; of the sand on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlgPlccRJ3I/AAAAAAAAAtU/RIVBl1fV85o/s1600-h/Oregon+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357048892721538930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlgPlccRJ3I/AAAAAAAAAtU/RIVBl1fV85o/s320/Oregon+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He loves to read/eat books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlgPlNbCfpI/AAAAAAAAAtM/3c71PBQKtQM/s1600-h/Oregon+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357048888689852050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlgPlNbCfpI/AAAAAAAAAtM/3c71PBQKtQM/s320/Oregon+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Kynaston&lt;/span&gt; with Grandpa Great Garth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlgPkqRx7II/AAAAAAAAAtE/EpThIGs46_s/s1600-h/Oregon+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357048879255776386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlgPkqRx7II/AAAAAAAAAtE/EpThIGs46_s/s320/Oregon+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;MMMM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Popsicles&lt;/span&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/6975130217151464685-8824899087378239785?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/8824899087378239785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=8824899087378239785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/8824899087378239785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/8824899087378239785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/07/7-months-and-first-instalment-of-oregon.html' title='7 Months and first instalment of Oregon'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlgRMtm_ueI/AAAAAAAAAuM/In370IOmHwA/s72-c/Oregon+461.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-2622978630966502377</id><published>2009-07-10T11:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T11:50:41.643-06:00</updated><title type='text'>At least its not the baby</title><content type='html'>My kids asked me today if they could color in their coloring books with markers. I told them they could as long as they didn't color on themselfs or the table. Well I guess I should have included the cat in the what not to color on. I came out to the computer to find the cat laying on the chair a lovely shade of green and purple verses her usualy gray and white. When I asked Alison why they had colored the cat she just smiled and said "she wanted us to." O'well at least its not the baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356890167164811922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sld_OZqkOpI/AAAAAAAAAs8/fpwP_EHvEUA/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-2622978630966502377?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/2622978630966502377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=2622978630966502377' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/2622978630966502377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/2622978630966502377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/07/at-least-its-not-baby.html' title='At least its not the baby'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sld_OZqkOpI/AAAAAAAAAs8/fpwP_EHvEUA/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-5198073867347822520</id><published>2009-07-07T22:54:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T13:01:24.954-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Discovery Gateway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We went to the Discovery Gateway just before we went to Oregon. We went with our little pre-school friends, and had a blast. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlTmqLqHKcI/AAAAAAAAAss/TsFlX2iZ2KE/s1600-h/Oregon+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356159469208676802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlTmqLqHKcI/AAAAAAAAAss/TsFlX2iZ2KE/s320/Oregon+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our little group. James, Alison, Kynaston, Kaylee, Porter, &amp;amp; Gracie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlTmp3N37ZI/AAAAAAAAAsk/055PdTaJjtA/s1600-h/Oregon+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356159463721528722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlTmp3N37ZI/AAAAAAAAAsk/055PdTaJjtA/s320/Oregon+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alison and Porter in a Helicopter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlTmpRTE6nI/AAAAAAAAAsc/bkOwK-ZNlJM/s1600-h/Oregon+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356159453542804082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlTmpRTE6nI/AAAAAAAAAsc/bkOwK-ZNlJM/s320/Oregon+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Porter, Alison, and Kaylee in the helicopter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlTmpMiFUyI/AAAAAAAAAsU/_LfX5T7UyXg/s1600-h/Oregon+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356159452263568162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlTmpMiFUyI/AAAAAAAAAsU/_LfX5T7UyXg/s320/Oregon+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alison putting gas in a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlQnrvshF7I/AAAAAAAAAr8/2Ygoy5yLr24/s1600-h/Oregon+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355949489341405106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlQnrvshF7I/AAAAAAAAAr8/2Ygoy5yLr24/s320/Oregon+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kynaston and James. We had someone ask if they are twins.  There is actually 9 months between them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356165020175700482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlTrtSnyEgI/AAAAAAAAAs0/qui_-BjbVZw/s320/Oregon+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Porter and Kaylee being construction workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlQnrb275XI/AAAAAAAAAr0/EO0ljQemITU/s1600-h/Oregon+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355949484016395634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlQnrb275XI/AAAAAAAAAr0/EO0ljQemITU/s320/Oregon+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porter operating a crane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlQnq2Y8M7I/AAAAAAAAArs/1qZmXRZqZio/s1600-h/Oregon+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355949473958474674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlQnq2Y8M7I/AAAAAAAAArs/1qZmXRZqZio/s320/Oregon+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing with the balls and turning the cranks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlQnqsWxtVI/AAAAAAAAArk/S-l3UZh8ZyA/s1600-h/Oregon+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355949471265043794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlQnqsWxtVI/AAAAAAAAArk/S-l3UZh8ZyA/s320/Oregon+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Showing off our bracelet's.&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;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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-5198073867347822520?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/5198073867347822520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=5198073867347822520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/5198073867347822520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/5198073867347822520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/07/discovery-gateway.html' title='Discovery Gateway'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SlTmqLqHKcI/AAAAAAAAAss/TsFlX2iZ2KE/s72-c/Oregon+043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-7548136917721522760</id><published>2009-06-21T19:20:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:20:35.481-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fathers Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  To all the Fathers out there Happy Fathers Day. A special shout out to the three wonderful dads in my life, my husband, my father, and my father in-law.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  First to my husband James who is a wonderful father to our three kids. James you are my best friend and the love of my life. I love that our kids will not let you out the door with out a kiss and a hug. I love spending time with you and look forward to many more fathers days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349966276227683314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sj7l-57e0_I/AAAAAAAAAq8/KujCLvFGNkU/s320/fathers+day+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   Second to my dad who is always there to bail me out of sticky situations. Dad always know when I call his cell he needs to come save me somewhere. Thank you for always being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349967623990740674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sj7nNWvPBsI/AAAAAAAAArc/1biehb4yaLA/s320/Julia%27s+Wedding+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; The third dad in my life is Jim James dad who always has a good story to tell, and who raised a wonderful son. James looks up to his dad with everything. Thanks for being such a great dad to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349967615399495378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sj7nM2u7BtI/AAAAAAAAArU/LZ202qaxWPw/s320/blessing+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent today at church and then after church we just hung out with the kids at home. Uncle Matt came for dinner and we had crab and cream cheese wontons with rice and stroganof. Dinner was so good. I'm including the recipe for anyone who would want it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349966280439139474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sj7l_JnkjJI/AAAAAAAAArE/3PrOeoGorzs/s320/fathers+day+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRAB AND CREAM CHEESE WONTONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 pkg Philadelphia Cream Cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 can crab meat, drained&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 T flour or Wondra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 scallions, minced ( I don't use this)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 tsp onion powder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 egg, beaten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oil for deep fryer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wonton Wrappers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finely mince the scallions. Combine with cream cheese, crab meat, and flour or Wondra.&lt;br /&gt;Beat the egg in a small bowl - this will be used to brush the edges of the wonton wrappers before folding, and helps to keep them together.&lt;br /&gt;Place large tablespoonfuls of the crab mixture in the center of each wonton skin and brush edges with egg mixture. Fold over to form a triangle, then press edges together to seal.&lt;br /&gt;Bring the two side edge corners of the triangle to the middle and press these together to form a ring.&lt;br /&gt;Heat oil to 350 degrees in a large, heavy bottomed pan, sufficient to cover the wontons.&lt;br /&gt;Fry wontons until golden, turning once, about 2-3 minutes. In order to avoid lowering the temperature of the oil, do not attempt to fry too many at once. Remove with a slotted spoon, drain on paper towels and serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Variation: You can substitute the cream cheese and crab mixture with pre-packaged crab / seafood spread. Check the ingredients label and use only cream cheese based products. Add finely minced onions or scallions and use as above to fill wonton skins.&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/6975130217151464685-7548136917721522760?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/7548136917721522760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=7548136917721522760' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/7548136917721522760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/7548136917721522760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Fathers Day'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sj7l-57e0_I/AAAAAAAAAq8/KujCLvFGNkU/s72-c/fathers+day+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-767657986047736739</id><published>2009-06-17T16:48:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T17:02:01.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'>6 months and fresh strawberries</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sjl08iye44I/AAAAAAAAAq0/BVkcaquqBPs/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348434615958692738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sjl08iye44I/AAAAAAAAAq0/BVkcaquqBPs/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     Its crazy that 6 months ago we were bring Kynaston home from the hospital. He is now 18 lbs and 28 in. He has more then doubled his birth weight and is just the cutest little chunk. We have had a ruff six months though. Since March the poor little guy has had 3 double ear infections and 2 singles. We are contemplating getting tubs in his ears. As of today he can roll from his back to his tummy witch makes him supper mad. He hates tummy time. He can roll back to his back but just refuses to do so when he is mad. He is so close to sitting up and would be able to if he didn't get so excited and move his legs witch cause a chain reaction of falling backwards and flipping over. Still no teeth all though they have threatened several times to poke threw. He loves to eat, Cheerios's and Popsicles are his favorite. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348434603211495186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sjl07zTUFxI/AAAAAAAAAqk/pj-Lcis8UZs/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This picture is a result of Alison feeding him. He loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last summer we planted a few Strawberries plants. This year they finally produced berries. Here's what we picked yesterday. They tasted so yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348434614223187458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sjl08cUtLgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/llFVRlwxAZA/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&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/6975130217151464685-767657986047736739?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/767657986047736739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=767657986047736739' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/767657986047736739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/767657986047736739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/06/6-months-and-fresh-strawberries.html' title='6 months and fresh strawberries'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sjl08iye44I/AAAAAAAAAq0/BVkcaquqBPs/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-7831254333179163783</id><published>2009-06-10T20:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T20:19:26.377-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not the Bird Food!</title><content type='html'>We have a Virgina creeper growing on our fence. It doesn't really creep more like runs but anyway. I was cleaning it out of the car port the other day and having my kids put it on the trailer with the other yard waist. They were loving it tell Alison looked closer at it. She realized I was having her throw away what she thought was bird food. She very clearly told me, "Mom I will NOT throw away the bird food." She didn't put another peace of it in the trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345888474303862978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SjBpPl-8mMI/AAAAAAAAAqU/vpNofiMY4YE/s320/aberdeen+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345888480922529986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SjBpP-o9cMI/AAAAAAAAAqc/djYakl_bq2c/s320/aberdeen+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-7831254333179163783?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/7831254333179163783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=7831254333179163783' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/7831254333179163783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/7831254333179163783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/06/not-bird-food.html' title='Not the Bird Food!'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SjBpPl-8mMI/AAAAAAAAAqU/vpNofiMY4YE/s72-c/aberdeen+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-8433130062501872209</id><published>2009-06-10T16:45:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T20:11:01.109-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>On Thursday Aaron graduated from high school. Its hard to belive that Aaron is old enough to gradute. I feel realy realy old. Congratulations Aaron!! &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345835862733376882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SjA5ZMnETXI/AAAAAAAAAqM/NO8VvU4t5qA/s320/4548_193978460356_704635356_7192532_6218598_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-8433130062501872209?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/8433130062501872209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=8433130062501872209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/8433130062501872209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/8433130062501872209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/06/graduation.html' title='Graduation'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SjA5ZMnETXI/AAAAAAAAAqM/NO8VvU4t5qA/s72-c/4548_193978460356_704635356_7192532_6218598_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-2015627969044892111</id><published>2009-05-24T22:16:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T22:20:54.836-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I pray for Cheese Sticks.</title><content type='html'>I was helping out in the nursary today and was talking to the Sister who works in there every week. She told me that one week they were talking about prayer and having them answered. And was asking the kids what they pray for. When she got to Porter he said, "I pray for chesse sticks and he gives them to me." O'the faith of the three year old.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339611553902414914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/ShocavTszEI/AAAAAAAAAqE/L8Kmz2Td6bU/s320/kids+161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-2015627969044892111?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/2015627969044892111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=2015627969044892111' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/2015627969044892111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/2015627969044892111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-pray-for-cheese-sticks.html' title='I pray for Cheese Sticks.'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/ShocavTszEI/AAAAAAAAAqE/L8Kmz2Td6bU/s72-c/kids+161.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-8477280280553986144</id><published>2009-05-06T21:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:17:11.638-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at that one...</title><content type='html'>With the weather being nice and warm we have been walking around the block and up our road. James has been going with us but tonight he had a Bishopric meating to be to. But when he goes with us we like to talk about the house's we pass and what we like or don't like about them. Well tonight I was just letting the kids talk and every time we passed a house Alison would say Porter look at that house, or what do you think of that one, hey that one is cute. LOL! It went on and on like that threw our whole walk. I had to just laugh at them. I guess that just goes to show that they listen to everything we say even when we don't think they are paying attention.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-8477280280553986144?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/8477280280553986144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=8477280280553986144' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/8477280280553986144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/8477280280553986144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/05/look-at-that-one.html' title='Look at that one...'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-6324923354333965525</id><published>2009-05-04T21:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:58:27.274-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring has Sprung</title><content type='html'>We have been loving the weather lately. We made a goal this year to have our yard grow flowers instead of weeds. We have worked really hard on the front yard and are happy with the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332183199507764258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sf-4Xmv3VCI/AAAAAAAAAp4/r1VenReKvCI/s320/yard+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My grandpa made the wishing well before he passed away. We are looking for a little bucket to add to it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-6324923354333965525?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/6324923354333965525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=6324923354333965525' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/6324923354333965525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/6324923354333965525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/05/spring-has-sprung.html' title='Spring has Sprung'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sf-4Xmv3VCI/AAAAAAAAAp4/r1VenReKvCI/s72-c/yard+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-9053641571189018531</id><published>2009-04-20T14:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T14:40:18.061-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sezcfway9fI/AAAAAAAAApg/YQakPxNAHG8/s1600-h/easter+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326874897403803122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sezcfway9fI/AAAAAAAAApg/YQakPxNAHG8/s320/easter+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its hard to belive that Kynaston is now 4 months old. He weighs in at 16 lb 2 oz and is 26 inches long. We started him on cerel a few days ago and he loves it. He rolls front to back and is close to going back to front. He loves to giggle and his favorit thing to do is sit up and watch the Jazz play basketball with his dad. &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/6975130217151464685-9053641571189018531?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/9053641571189018531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=9053641571189018531' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/9053641571189018531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/9053641571189018531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/04/4-months.html' title='4 months'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sezcfway9fI/AAAAAAAAApg/YQakPxNAHG8/s72-c/easter+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-8529340944248146202</id><published>2009-04-14T20:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T20:33:00.740-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>We had a quiet easter this year.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SeVF_fdV6LI/AAAAAAAAApY/VjBR6aWzSkI/s1600-h/easter+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324739091514124466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SeVF_fdV6LI/AAAAAAAAApY/VjBR6aWzSkI/s320/easter+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kynaston with his easter duck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SeVF_Fad8YI/AAAAAAAAApQ/3nCT5Esm6HU/s1600-h/easter+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324739084522746242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SeVF_Fad8YI/AAAAAAAAApQ/3nCT5Esm6HU/s320/easter+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Egg hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SeVF-qQfYlI/AAAAAAAAApI/S-suizS7Kbg/s1600-h/easter+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324739077233140306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SeVF-qQfYlI/AAAAAAAAApI/S-suizS7Kbg/s320/easter+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SeVF-ZJfpII/AAAAAAAAApA/73BUxnsWhYg/s1600-h/easter+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324739072640394370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SeVF-ZJfpII/AAAAAAAAApA/73BUxnsWhYg/s320/easter+003.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/6975130217151464685-8529340944248146202?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/8529340944248146202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=8529340944248146202' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/8529340944248146202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/8529340944248146202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SeVF_fdV6LI/AAAAAAAAApY/VjBR6aWzSkI/s72-c/easter+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-7915974916496794669</id><published>2009-04-04T22:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T22:49:25.127-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Royal Family</title><content type='html'>A couple of days ago the kids had the following conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison: "Mom I'm the Princess."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porter: "I'm the King."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison: "No your not the King Daddy is, and mommy is the Queen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porter: "What am I?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison: "You are the Prince."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porter: "O!! Okay, Mom I'm the prince."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: "Well what is Kynaston?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison: "Mom!! He's the monkey of coarse."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: " Really? The monkey, why."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison: "Because he is silly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it we are all royalty in this house expert the baby who is basically the Court Jester.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-7915974916496794669?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/7915974916496794669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=7915974916496794669' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/7915974916496794669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/7915974916496794669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/04/royal-family.html' title='The Royal Family'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-3026148748119236493</id><published>2009-03-29T18:47:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T12:56:38.607-06:00</updated><title type='text'>March maddness</title><content type='html'>No I'm not talking about the College Basketball March Madness, I'm talking that in general March has been crazy. So in a nut shell here's been our month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 1: James and I spent the whole night trading off who was up with Kynaston. He was having a hard time breathing and we didn't dare put him down so one of us held him all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 2: Kynaston got RSV and a double ear infection and was put on oxygen for a week. We spent that week back and forth from the doctor's office praying he would get better with out going to the hospital. Porter also had a double ear infection that day. And we had ten days of antibiotics for both boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SdEHolY7-TI/AAAAAAAAAoY/bDU_prMCLzY/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319041028714133810" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SdEHolY7-TI/AAAAAAAAAoY/bDU_prMCLzY/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 6: My family left for Nauvoo, I had planed on going with them but when Kynaston got sick we ended up staying home. Instead we watched Julia's dog Choncho. My kids loved having him and the day after we got him back to Julia Porter told me Mom I miss Choncho. I ended up spending the week doing the mud and tap in our bedroom in the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SdEC1j5Hc7I/AAAAAAAAAnY/nhab6xaFmtg/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319035754092393394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SdEC1j5Hc7I/AAAAAAAAAnY/nhab6xaFmtg/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 8: We went out to Jen and Paul's for dinner. Jeff , Tammy and Matt were all able to come so we had a big family party. We had Choncho with us and James kept texting Julia mean things saying we had lost her dog and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SdEJYozz5nI/AAAAAAAAAog/7c4ChbDL0v0/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319042953777505906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SdEJYozz5nI/AAAAAAAAAog/7c4ChbDL0v0/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 11 &amp;amp; 13: Pre-school for both Alison and Porter. We are doing a co-op with some family's in our ward. The kids are loving it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 13: Friday the 13th something had to go wrong. James took the day off from work to do stuff around the house. That afternoon he went down in our utility room under our house to move some wires, when he got down there their was water all over the floor and one of our pipes was leaking. It looked like it had been going on for a couple of days. We had about an inch of water on the floor down there. At least there wasn't anything to ruin down there. The fix was easy and the floor dried on its own. Just made for a muddy mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SdEC1IOOZSI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/1W4CZ4yO8LY/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319035746664736034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SdEC1IOOZSI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/1W4CZ4yO8LY/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 16: HAPPY BIRTHDAY GRANDMA BERRY!!! I was still feeling sad about not getting to go to Nauvoo and had the idea to just go to my moms and surprise her for her birthday. I loaded the kids and the car and we drove up there. We got to a rest stop in Malad and I being the smart one that I am locked my keys in the car. We waited for 45 minutes for the insurance company to dispatch someone out to get us back in. Grandma was so happy to see us when we finally got there. We ended up staying the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SdEHG4kyzNI/AAAAAAAAAoI/Pqq2-ld2zkI/s1600-h/2639_143481625356_704635356_6316192_7265844_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319040449748585682" style="WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SdEHG4kyzNI/AAAAAAAAAoI/Pqq2-ld2zkI/s400/2639_143481625356_704635356_6316192_7265844_s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 19: I took on my moms day care for her while she took Katrina to get her drivers licence. I had 13 kids all 5 and under for 3 hours. I still don't know how she does it. Mom you are amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;March 20: Kynaston refused to nurse. And ended up with his ear infections coming back. We were in Idaho and called his doctor who called in a persecution for us so we didn't have to go to an ER. Kynaston would only take a bottle for four days. My mom and dad ended up buying a pump because I had forgot mine. That night Melody watched my kids so I could go to the musical Bye Bye Birdie, my brother Aaron was Conrade and my dad was in the quartet. They did a very good job.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SdEC1xE-RII/AAAAAAAAAng/ejMophdv2YI/s1600-h/2639_143453920356_704635356_6315306_2948192_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319035757631784066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SdEC1xE-RII/AAAAAAAAAng/ejMophdv2YI/s320/2639_143453920356_704635356_6315306_2948192_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aaron swinging his hips.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;March 21: Julia, Charlie, and I took on 7 kids all under the age of 4. We had Alison, Porter, Kynaston, Lucase, Wade, Austen, and Sammy (Austen and Sammy are a friend of ours kids who went to the musical that night.) We made it threw the night with lots of crying but we survived. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SdELnoaT_pI/AAAAAAAAAoo/VtkrCQ73nXQ/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319045410391850642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SdELnoaT_pI/AAAAAAAAAoo/VtkrCQ73nXQ/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wade, Kynaston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;March 22: Sunday we were getting ready to go to church and the power went out. But only in half the town so there was no power at my moms but the church still had power. After dinner that day we came back home to daddy, who had been home alone all week. I had started Sleeping Beauty for the kids. About 20 minutes in Alison says mom they are talking funny. I turned down the radio and sure enough the movie was going in Spanish. HAPPY BIRTHDAY GRANDPA J!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;March 23: I took Porter to the doctor because he had a runny nose and was complaining that his ear hurt. Doctor told us that his ear was pink but not an ear infection yet. He sent us home and told us to call back if it got worse. That night we did family home evening on being happy. I was asking the kids what made them happy. Alison said coloring, Porter says the doctor. Then I asked them what makes daddy happy, Porter with out thinking yells out Roller Coasters. James actually hates them. That got us off topic and they both started to talking about two summers ago when Grandma and Grandpa took us to Lagoon and they got to ride a roller coaster.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;March 25: Got maybe 3 hours of sleep total. Porter was up 5 times during the night because of his ear and Kynaston was up every hour to eat. Such a long night. Today was our turn for doing Pre-school. We had six kids here and learned about the letter E.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;March 26: Our doctor usually has Thursdays off but for one reason or another they were in this week. I took Porter back to the doctor to find out that yes he had a full blown ear infection in the right ear. And again was put on antibotix.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;March 27: Pre-school again. We learned about our eyes and ears and did an Easter egg hunt. In the afternoon we went out with my friend Marcie and did pictures of the kids in the cute eater outfits grandma got them. At 6pm that night I went scrapbooking at Marcie's house we scrapbooked tell 11pm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SdD-cgBdLwI/AAAAAAAAAmw/Qo-UO1oXLI0/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319030925510389506" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SdD-cgBdLwI/AAAAAAAAAmw/Qo-UO1oXLI0/s320/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SdD-cDNOGlI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EYZamwrgFW8/s1600-h/082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319030917775104594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SdD-cDNOGlI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EYZamwrgFW8/s320/082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SdD-cvyEevI/AAAAAAAAAm4/J3kyHQdTVn4/s1600-h/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319030929740823282" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SdD-cvyEevI/AAAAAAAAAm4/J3kyHQdTVn4/s320/052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SdD-c-xGAwI/AAAAAAAAAnA/NScs9dQV_zo/s1600-h/114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319030933763261186" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SdD-c-xGAwI/AAAAAAAAAnA/NScs9dQV_zo/s320/114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;March 28: We had an emergency preparedness meatting at the church and Alison had a primary activity. In the middle of it all the fan in the Women's bathroom bunt up and smoked the whole bathroom. We had to evacuate the building and 4 firetrucks showed up. The kids were all excited to see firetrucks and we were soon let back in to the building when they figured out that it was only the fan and that the building wasn't on fire. Matt came buy last night with a friend they stayed for dinner and then went to a Jazz game. During dinner Porter says Matt you don't live with her (his date). Kids say whats on their minds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;March 29: We got a freak storm. I was getting ready to put the kids in the car for church when the wind picked up it was blowing so hard that I took them out one at a time so I could hold on to them I was worried they would blow away. While we were in church we got a blizzard that dropped about 2 inches on us. On the plus side all 5 of us got a 2 hour nap. And Kynaston is figured out how to grab the toys that hang over his head.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SdD-bVz9G1I/AAAAAAAAAmg/Oykv9n6Kz3c/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319030905589537618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SdD-bVz9G1I/AAAAAAAAAmg/Oykv9n6Kz3c/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were cold and wanted to read books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;March 30: HAPPY BIRTHDAY AUNT JEN!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hears to a happy healthy April!! BRING ON SPRING!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SdEUQLNckeI/AAAAAAAAAo4/3DjewXuryco/s1600-h/067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319054903020917218" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SdEUQLNckeI/AAAAAAAAAo4/3DjewXuryco/s320/067.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/6975130217151464685-3026148748119236493?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/3026148748119236493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=3026148748119236493' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/3026148748119236493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/3026148748119236493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-maddness.html' title='March maddness'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SdEHolY7-TI/AAAAAAAAAoY/bDU_prMCLzY/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-4268983305051805296</id><published>2009-03-03T08:34:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T08:45:32.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We found out yesterday that Kynaston has RSV and that two of the complications of RSV are ear infections, and Hypoxia(can't eat, sleep, and breaths rapidly). He has a double ear infection and Hypoxia as well. His doctor checked his oxygen levels yesterday and when they weren't where he wanted them he put Kynaston on home oxygen. He has been a good little trooper with the tubs attached to his face and was able to sleep okay last nigh. I didn't sleep because every sound he made had me up checking on him. Today he is coughing more and sounds a little more wheezy but at least he is eating and sleeping again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308987192239756370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sa1PuR6MlFI/AAAAAAAAAkU/jwqhhAf7FdA/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                            Kynaston was all smiles once he could breath again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308987198329309330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sa1PuomDyJI/AAAAAAAAAkc/NcklhglAgUw/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                               Fianly asleep and resting well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also learned that Porter has a double ear infection as well. I wasn't to supered about his though because he has been showing sings of one for 3 days. I just have to get better at taking him in when they first show up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-4268983305051805296?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/4268983305051805296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=4268983305051805296' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/4268983305051805296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/4268983305051805296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/03/sick-baby.html' title='Sick Baby'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sa1PuR6MlFI/AAAAAAAAAkU/jwqhhAf7FdA/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-5253467793964441029</id><published>2009-02-27T12:07:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T12:38:25.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kynaston's Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sag7Np7nWcI/AAAAAAAAAjc/wIj7hu8n0AQ/s1600-h/blessing+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sag7M0sfyXI/AAAAAAAAAjM/6kpioU7bwZw/s1600-h/blessing+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307557252345874802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sag7M0sfyXI/AAAAAAAAAjM/6kpioU7bwZw/s320/blessing+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sag7NeSsD5I/AAAAAAAAAjU/Aq2lbS0317M/s1600-h/blessing+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307557263511916434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sag7NeSsD5I/AAAAAAAAAjU/Aq2lbS0317M/s320/blessing+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sag7MpFdURI/AAAAAAAAAjE/6neC3ViRGyg/s1600-h/blessing+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307557249229345042" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sag7MpFdURI/AAAAAAAAAjE/6neC3ViRGyg/s320/blessing+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sag7MTWg-xI/AAAAAAAAAi8/Ip-0LJWG3W8/s1600-h/blessing+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307557243395308306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sag7MTWg-xI/AAAAAAAAAi8/Ip-0LJWG3W8/s320/blessing+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were able to bless &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kynaston&lt;/span&gt; this last Sunday the 22&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; of February. It is always such a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; to hear your baby being given their name and a blessing. James did a great job. We were surrounded by our family and had a fun party after wards. Jeff and Tammy (James' brother and his wife), let us use their home for the dinner. We were very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;appreciative&lt;/span&gt; of that because with 30 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;plus&lt;/span&gt; people our house would have been just a little to small. I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; to Alice and Tammy for getting dinner on for us. I ended up with Strep and so didn't want to touch the food and I didn't feel the greatest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sag_BLnBlYI/AAAAAAAAAkE/BA3n4DaYgPw/s1600-h/blessing+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307561450385020290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sag_BLnBlYI/AAAAAAAAAkE/BA3n4DaYgPw/s320/blessing+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sag_A6xl2qI/AAAAAAAAAj8/j9kiomWu0l8/s1600-h/blessing+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307561445865937570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sag_A6xl2qI/AAAAAAAAAj8/j9kiomWu0l8/s320/blessing+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sag_AktqFiI/AAAAAAAAAj0/3B4gVVMHbWI/s1600-h/blessing+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307561439943857698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sag_AktqFiI/AAAAAAAAAj0/3B4gVVMHbWI/s320/blessing+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sag_AaIg8BI/AAAAAAAAAjk/6fGCc_lXxik/s1600-h/blessing+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307561437103714322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sag_AaIg8BI/AAAAAAAAAjk/6fGCc_lXxik/s320/blessing+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sag_Ahojs7I/AAAAAAAAAjs/mmv8sL6URUE/s1600-h/blessing+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307561439117161394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sag_Ahojs7I/AAAAAAAAAjs/mmv8sL6URUE/s320/blessing+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SahAo2tmqRI/AAAAAAAAAkM/ABeaEElQ0Ac/s1600-h/blessing+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307563231481866514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SahAo2tmqRI/AAAAAAAAAkM/ABeaEElQ0Ac/s320/blessing+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are lucky to be surrounded by such &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;family's&lt;/span&gt;. I don't know what we would do without them. I'm so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for the gospel and the knowledge that we will all be together forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;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;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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-5253467793964441029?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/5253467793964441029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=5253467793964441029' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/5253467793964441029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/5253467793964441029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/02/kynastons-blessing.html' title='Kynaston&apos;s Blessing'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Sag7M0sfyXI/AAAAAAAAAjM/6kpioU7bwZw/s72-c/blessing+073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-2267678455062772319</id><published>2009-02-26T10:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T10:18:49.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a fake.</title><content type='html'>Alison has had a cold the last two days and every time she coughs we tell her to take a drink of water. Well last night we got them McDonald's for dinner and with it they got milk. While daddy was getting gas in the car Porter and I have the following conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porter: "Mom I have a fake."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "A fake what?"&lt;br /&gt;Porter: (irritated) "A Fake, you know a fake."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "No Porter I don't know what a fake is."&lt;br /&gt;Porter: "cough cough, You know mom a fake cough."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "O you do?"&lt;br /&gt;Porter: "Yes mom and when I'm done with my fake I'll get a drink of milk."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Okay you do that."&lt;br /&gt;Porter:  (all excited) "Mom my fake is gone!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will he come up with next?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-2267678455062772319?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/2267678455062772319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=2267678455062772319' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/2267678455062772319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/2267678455062772319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-have-fake.html' title='I have a fake.'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-3364651991162845254</id><published>2009-02-25T21:01:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T21:35:23.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 months and 3 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SaYV8h009yI/AAAAAAAAAi0/yNymjGg4c5A/s1600-h/blessing+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306953340518987554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SaYV8h009yI/AAAAAAAAAi0/yNymjGg4c5A/s320/blessing+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday we had Porter's 3 year check up and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kynaston's&lt;/span&gt; 2 month check up. Both boys are growing great and their exams went well.&lt;br /&gt; Porter is now 35 lbs and 38 inches. He was full of questions for the doctor and I realized that he talks a lot when Alison isn't around. He had so much to say to me he cracks me up.  He told me  "Mom I need a puppy", maybe when he is old enough to take care of a puppy he can have one. He is very head strong, when his mind is set there is no changing it and maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; why we have had such a hard time potty training. His doctor did give me a way that should potty train him in a day, I just have to find something to do with Alison for the day. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kynaston&lt;/span&gt; is growing fast. He is now 14lbs 5oz (almost twice his birth weight) and 24 inches (5 inches longer then birth.) He is strong and rolled over 3 times on Monday. He has found how to get his fist to his mouth and loves to suck on it, he also has started to sleep threw the night. In the last week he has started to sleep 6 to 8 hours a night, mommy and daddy are loving that. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kynaston&lt;/span&gt; gives us lots of smiles and loves to sit and coo at mommy while she talks to him.&lt;br /&gt;  I can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; how big my boys are getting. I look at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kynaston&lt;/span&gt; and think where did the last 2 months go and why are you growing so fast? Then I look at Porter and think what the heck &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; to the last three years. It makes me love and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cherish&lt;/span&gt; everyday. I realize they grow so fast and before long &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Kynaston&lt;/span&gt; will be three and Porter will be going to school. But for now I will try and enjoy the little things and remember that it will all be gone to soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-3364651991162845254?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/3364651991162845254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=3364651991162845254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/3364651991162845254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/3364651991162845254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/02/2-months-and-3-years.html' title='2 months and 3 years'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SaYV8h009yI/AAAAAAAAAi0/yNymjGg4c5A/s72-c/blessing+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-6832998807748686114</id><published>2009-02-25T15:20:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T15:31:45.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Draper Temple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SaXESh1thLI/AAAAAAAAAis/JYNhD_LVmnM/s1600-h/draper_lds_mormon_temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306863558526338226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SaXESh1thLI/AAAAAAAAAis/JYNhD_LVmnM/s320/draper_lds_mormon_temple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last night we had the chance to take the kids and go threw the Draper Temple before its dedication. While I was getting the kids ready to go Porter told me "Mommy I'm going to be quite in the temple so I can see Jesus". Such a sweet spirit he has. We meet Jen and Paul and their kids as well as Matt and his friend Sharah. It was neat to take the kids threw. Alison always has lots of questions about the Temple and it was nice to show her what the inside of one looks like. She relay liked the brides room, and the celestial room. Porter loved the cows (baptismal fonts oxen). He saw them and went crazy talking about he white cows. Then when we were able to walk around the other side and see the water in the font he says "O we better not step on that". As we kept walking he saw the oxen again and said Mommy more cows. Kids will be kids. Alison and Porter had a hard time waiting in the long lines to move from room to room but over all I think it was a good experience hopefully one they will remember for a long time.  I can't wait tell they have it dedicated and James and I can go back and enjoy the peace and wonderful spirit that is there in the temple.&lt;br /&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/6975130217151464685-6832998807748686114?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/6832998807748686114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=6832998807748686114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/6832998807748686114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/6832998807748686114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/02/draper-temple.html' title='Draper Temple'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SaXESh1thLI/AAAAAAAAAis/JYNhD_LVmnM/s72-c/draper_lds_mormon_temple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-6304221075347372035</id><published>2009-02-18T08:08:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T08:29:57.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Photos</title><content type='html'>Okay so I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Valentine's&lt;/span&gt; day has come and gone but life here is so busy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lately&lt;/span&gt; its hard to keep up. I did a  few photos with the kids a few days before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Valentine's&lt;/span&gt;. They love the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;camera&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kynaston&lt;/span&gt; loves to be sitting up. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SZwoENQjbmI/AAAAAAAAAik/c4dHHag5hjQ/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304158513879281250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SZwoENQjbmI/AAAAAAAAAik/c4dHHag5hjQ/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                         A moment of peace and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Doesn't&lt;/span&gt; happen very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;often&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SZwoDkFSgLI/AAAAAAAAAic/0nx9U2VL8sg/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304158502826180786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SZwoDkFSgLI/AAAAAAAAAic/0nx9U2VL8sg/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Kynaston&lt;/span&gt; is now 10 weeks old and is a happy baby most the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SZwoDUwd5OI/AAAAAAAAAiU/Cbgj2WLqYTI/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304158498712315106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SZwoDUwd5OI/AAAAAAAAAiU/Cbgj2WLqYTI/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                      Porter loves his little brother and is always willing to help out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SZwoDLaOoEI/AAAAAAAAAiM/Mtirx0IE60U/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304158496203120706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SZwoDLaOoEI/AAAAAAAAAiM/Mtirx0IE60U/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                               Alison is always kissing him. She is excited to be getting her own room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SZwoC75fErI/AAAAAAAAAiE/85Qz8VEQu8E/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304158492039254706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SZwoC75fErI/AAAAAAAAAiE/85Qz8VEQu8E/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                       Aren't they just so cute??&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-6304221075347372035?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/6304221075347372035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=6304221075347372035' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/6304221075347372035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/6304221075347372035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-photos.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Photos'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SZwoENQjbmI/AAAAAAAAAik/c4dHHag5hjQ/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-309270172272684592</id><published>2009-02-16T20:09:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:34:12.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New Bathroom</title><content type='html'>Last September we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt; to add a second bathroom. Our home only has one and with a growing family we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; needed another. So James has been working so hard to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;redue&lt;/span&gt; our back laundry room and bedroom. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Here's&lt;/span&gt; what we have done with the new bathroom. I am in love with it!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SZouyig-4VI/AAAAAAAAAh8/ffXyQLaKLPs/s1600-h/2-7-09+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303602956975661394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SZouyig-4VI/AAAAAAAAAh8/ffXyQLaKLPs/s320/2-7-09+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My new floor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SZouyrM6sDI/AAAAAAAAAh0/2HjuqW_gRqo/s1600-h/2-7-09+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303602959307419698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SZouyrM6sDI/AAAAAAAAAh0/2HjuqW_gRqo/s320/2-7-09+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Shower!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SZoux0RF8LI/AAAAAAAAAhs/mwD9YlXwWwg/s1600-h/2-7-09+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303602944560984242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SZoux0RF8LI/AAAAAAAAAhs/mwD9YlXwWwg/s320/2-7-09+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our big bathtub. Our tub is 2" wider and 19" deep! I can't wait to use it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will update with more pictures when we have the toilet and sink in!&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/6975130217151464685-309270172272684592?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/309270172272684592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=309270172272684592' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/309270172272684592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/309270172272684592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/02/our-new-bathroom.html' title='Our New Bathroom'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SZouyig-4VI/AAAAAAAAAh8/ffXyQLaKLPs/s72-c/2-7-09+078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-7640336973932184154</id><published>2009-02-09T19:18:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T19:24:29.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats your Style?</title><content type='html'>My friend Jenni had this posted on her blog and in honer of our remodle I thought I'd take the test. I've never been to Ikea my self but maybe its time that I go. My style is Scandinavian Original. My other picks are 20% Modern, 40% Scandinavian, and 40% Country. So I guess its actuly a tie for Scandinavian and Country. To try it out yourself go here http://business.ikea.com/sb/siteshell/startup.html#,en_US;findyourstyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I need to learn how to make the here take you there. LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-7640336973932184154?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/7640336973932184154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=7640336973932184154' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/7640336973932184154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/7640336973932184154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/02/whats-your-style.html' title='Whats your Style?'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-4646403294483588300</id><published>2009-02-09T16:26:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T16:30:35.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why God Made Moms</title><content type='html'>Hope you have a good laugh... Answers  given by 2nd grade school children to the following questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why did God make mothers? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. She's the only one who knows where the scotch tape is.&lt;br /&gt;2. Mostly to clean the house .&lt;br /&gt;3. To help us out when we were getting born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How did God make mothers? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He used dirt, just like for the rest of us.&lt;br /&gt;2. Magic plus super powers and a lot of stirring.&lt;br /&gt;3. God made my Mom just the same like he made me. He just used bigger parts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What ingredients are mothers made of ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. God makes mothers out of clouds and angel hair and everything nice in the world and one dab of mean.&lt;br /&gt;2. They had to get their start from men's bones. Then they mostly use string, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why did God give you your mother and not some other mom?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We're related.&lt;br /&gt;2. God knew she likes me a lot more than other people's moms like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What kind of little girl was your mom? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My Mom has always been my mom and none of that other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't know because I wasn't there, but my guess would be pretty bossy.&lt;br /&gt;3. They say she used to be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What did mom need to know about dad before she married him? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. His last name.&lt;br /&gt;2. She had to know his background. Like is he a crook? Does he get drunk on beer?&lt;br /&gt;3. Does he make at least $800 a year? Did he say NO to drugs and YES to chores?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why did your mom marry your dad? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My dad makes the best spaghetti in the world. And my Mom eats a lot.&lt;br /&gt;2. She got too old to do anything else with him.&lt;br /&gt;3. My grandma says that Mom didn't have her thinking cap on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who's the boss at your house? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mom doesn't want to be boss, but she has to because dad's such a goof ball.&lt;br /&gt;2. Mom. You can tell by room inspection. She sees the stuff under the bed.&lt;br /&gt;3. I guess Mom is, but only because she has a lot more to do than dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's the difference between moms &amp;amp; dads? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Moms work at work and work at home and dads just go to work at work.&lt;br /&gt;2. Moms know how to talk to teachers without scaring them.&lt;br /&gt;3. Dads are taller &amp;amp; stronger, but moms have all the real power 'cause that's who you got to ask if you want to sleep over at your friend's.&lt;br /&gt;4. Moms have magic, they make you feel better without medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What does your mom do in her spare time? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mothers don't do spare time.&lt;br /&gt;2. To hear her tell it, she pays bills all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What would it take to make your mom perfect? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. On the inside she's already perfect. Outside, I think some kind of plastic surgery.&lt;br /&gt;2. Diet. You know, her hair. I'd diet, maybe blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you could change one thing about your mom, what would it be? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. She has this weird thing about me keeping my room clean. I'd get rid of that.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'd make my mom smarter. Then she would know it was my sister who did it and not me.&lt;br /&gt;3. I would like for her to get rid of those invisible eyes on the back of her head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-4646403294483588300?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/4646403294483588300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=4646403294483588300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/4646403294483588300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/4646403294483588300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-god-made-moms.html' title='Why God Made Moms'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-3662527865467890485</id><published>2009-02-08T13:45:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T14:20:29.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>Yesterday my little Porter turned 3! He is such a cute little 3 year old. We started the day by letting him open his gifts. We wanted him to have something to do all day since we have been spending every Saturday since September working on the house. Anyway we had pancakes (his favorite) for Breakfast and then let  him have at it. He got some really cool stuff. Grandma J send him some books, a harmonica, and $5. I asked him if he knew what the money was and he says its Jesus. LOL, no that's President Lincoln. Daddy showed him what the harmonica did and when he figured it out he said "dad this is a good toy." Porter is still talking about needing to show his harmonica to Uncle Aaron, I guess he has one too. Grandma Bury gave him a bowling set that is milk jugs and the ball is a cows head. It took Porter a few minutes but he finally figured out that you don't kick the ball you roll it. Alison and Kynaston gave him some match box cars and a truck to hall them in. James and I gave him some clothes, books, and a toy that you put together with little screws and a small drill. He loved it. One of his books is No Davide and Porter sat down and read the book to himself out loud. It was so cute! I made him a Tigger cake and we sang to him after dinner last night. He came up to me during the middle of the day and held up three fingers and told me mom look I'm three now and I can do this. Now if we could just get him to use the potty...  Anyway happy birthday little guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SY9IROP1l0I/AAAAAAAAAhM/gdoHNCwTCls/s1600-h/2-7-09+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300534747157862210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SY9IROP1l0I/AAAAAAAAAhM/gdoHNCwTCls/s320/2-7-09+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SY9IRgluIiI/AAAAAAAAAhc/Ybza48kYO9k/s1600-h/2-7-09+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300534752081486370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SY9IRgluIiI/AAAAAAAAAhc/Ybza48kYO9k/s320/2-7-09+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SY9IRew0jpI/AAAAAAAAAhU/C0D3Hrpi_nk/s1600-h/2-7-09+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300534751591173778" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SY9IRew0jpI/AAAAAAAAAhU/C0D3Hrpi_nk/s320/2-7-09+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SY9IQ2JLA0I/AAAAAAAAAhE/Yk3XiisZIMo/s1600-h/2-7-09+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300534740687455042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SY9IQ2JLA0I/AAAAAAAAAhE/Yk3XiisZIMo/s320/2-7-09+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SY9IRy_3M2I/AAAAAAAAAhk/rwFzGX7Xk9I/s1600-h/2-7-09+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300534757022970722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SY9IRy_3M2I/AAAAAAAAAhk/rwFzGX7Xk9I/s320/2-7-09+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-3662527865467890485?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/3662527865467890485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=3662527865467890485' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/3662527865467890485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/3662527865467890485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SY9IROP1l0I/AAAAAAAAAhM/gdoHNCwTCls/s72-c/2-7-09+056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-8736683578509638901</id><published>2009-01-27T20:44:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:19:34.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Grandma</title><content type='html'>This post is a shout out to Grandma's. I know its hard for you guys to be away from the kids. Here are some new pictures of the three wonderfull kids in my life. And yes that is a smile on Kynaston's face! We love ya!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SX_Z_otcpbI/AAAAAAAAAf8/Cmj9XShfKdA/s1600-h/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296191374094017970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SX_Z_otcpbI/AAAAAAAAAf8/Cmj9XShfKdA/s320/042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SX_ZrvP27eI/AAAAAAAAAf0/8e-0cVuBdMU/s1600-h/kynaston+174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296191032251575778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SX_ZrvP27eI/AAAAAAAAAf0/8e-0cVuBdMU/s200/kynaston+174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296191024191671458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SX_ZrROOjKI/AAAAAAAAAfs/R1QDo__GI_Q/s200/kynaston+171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SX_ZqwonPLI/AAAAAAAAAfc/KvjJaCs03fg/s1600-h/kynaston+163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296191015443971250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SX_ZqwonPLI/AAAAAAAAAfc/KvjJaCs03fg/s200/kynaston+163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SX_ZqUXwRHI/AAAAAAAAAfU/iIw4nRhpWUQ/s1600-h/kynaston+160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296191007857067122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SX_ZqUXwRHI/AAAAAAAAAfU/iIw4nRhpWUQ/s200/kynaston+160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SX_XptdWqVI/AAAAAAAAAfM/abkBBnuFe7Y/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296188798388316498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SX_XptdWqVI/AAAAAAAAAfM/abkBBnuFe7Y/s200/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SX_XpHNH7pI/AAAAAAAAAfE/xhirFwx_q8Q/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296188788119694994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SX_XpHNH7pI/AAAAAAAAAfE/xhirFwx_q8Q/s200/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SX_Xo7uKpDI/AAAAAAAAAe8/yBBcClZ4xUc/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296188785037059122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SX_Xo7uKpDI/AAAAAAAAAe8/yBBcClZ4xUc/s200/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SX_XoPoL2BI/AAAAAAAAAes/KXL6Noxsago/s1600-h/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296188773200812050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SX_XoPoL2BI/AAAAAAAAAes/KXL6Noxsago/s200/045.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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-8736683578509638901?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/8736683578509638901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=8736683578509638901' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/8736683578509638901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/8736683578509638901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/01/for-grandma.html' title='For Grandma'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SX_Z_otcpbI/AAAAAAAAAf8/Cmj9XShfKdA/s72-c/042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-4789488973531019129</id><published>2009-01-12T20:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:02:43.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Month</title><content type='html'>Its hard to belive that Kynaston is a month old all ready.  He is starting to get a little personality. He likes to keep mom and dad up all night, he likes to be held when he is awake and sleeps the best durring the day close to mommy. I ended up getting a sling from hugamonkey so that he can be where I am and I can still get things done.  Alison and Porter love their little brother and are more then happy to help. Just today Kynaston started to smile at me. I don't have a picture but it is so cute!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SWwQ-HA3Z9I/AAAAAAAAAdM/rx0xT0vvySQ/s1600-h/Kynaston+157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290622321474103250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SWwQ-HA3Z9I/AAAAAAAAAdM/rx0xT0vvySQ/s320/Kynaston+157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SWwQ95ZRLlI/AAAAAAAAAdE/xSbuvFO-0PE/s1600-h/Kynaston+159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290622317818359378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SWwQ95ZRLlI/AAAAAAAAAdE/xSbuvFO-0PE/s320/Kynaston+159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SWwQ9Q6XtqI/AAAAAAAAAc8/I9IStQ8gVQA/s1600-h/Kynaston+154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290622306951345826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SWwQ9Q6XtqI/AAAAAAAAAc8/I9IStQ8gVQA/s320/Kynaston+154.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/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SWwQ9C068zI/AAAAAAAAAc0/OFd6GtXHwxw/s1600-h/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290622303170392882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SWwQ9C068zI/AAAAAAAAAc0/OFd6GtXHwxw/s320/081.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/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SWwQ8yGJVUI/AAAAAAAAAcs/WPVf9PaPmCQ/s1600-h/100_0585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290622298679235906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SWwQ8yGJVUI/AAAAAAAAAcs/WPVf9PaPmCQ/s320/100_0585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-4789488973531019129?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/4789488973531019129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=4789488973531019129' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/4789488973531019129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/4789488973531019129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/01/1-month.html' title='1 Month'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SWwQ-HA3Z9I/AAAAAAAAAdM/rx0xT0vvySQ/s72-c/Kynaston+157.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-7714763679585838670</id><published>2009-01-08T15:41:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T15:46:33.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it Snow</title><content type='html'>Okay so it hasn't realy snowed in like two days but we finaly got out yesterday to enjoy it. Alison has been begging me to go outside and make a snow man with them. So during one of Kynaston's naps yesterday we went out and made a snow man. She was so excited she wanted to make 4 of them but my hands were frezzing from lack of good gloves.  Our snowman was on its head this morrning but we had fun while it lasted. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SWaBZOKK3lI/AAAAAAAAAck/4lHyPfCyduk/s1600-h/Kynaston+146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289057082690690642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SWaBZOKK3lI/AAAAAAAAAck/4lHyPfCyduk/s320/Kynaston+146.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/6975130217151464685-7714763679585838670?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/7714763679585838670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=7714763679585838670' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/7714763679585838670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/7714763679585838670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2009/01/let-it-snow.html' title='Let it Snow'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SWaBZOKK3lI/AAAAAAAAAck/4lHyPfCyduk/s72-c/Kynaston+146.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-4752400911816755096</id><published>2008-12-30T14:50:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T15:24:53.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Fun</title><content type='html'>We ended up in Idaho this year for Chirstmas. We were going to do Christmas morrning here at our house and then go up to my mom and dads Christmas day to be there for Julia's wedding. As Christmas eve day progressed and the outlook for the weather got worse and worse we made the dicision to pack up and go. So we spent Chirstmas Eve on the road but it was a good thing we did. When we got up there with in 15 minutes the wind picked up and the snow started to come down. I think we were being watched over and blessed to make it up there without weather problems.  Christmas morring was lots of fun. Santa found Alison and Porter even though they were at grandma's. Alison wase very worried that Santa wouldn't find her if she wasn't at her house. All my brothers and sisters were at my moms this year so in all we had 20 people in her livingroom for Christmas morrning. We tried to do the open one gift at a time and were letting the kids get theirs all done before the rest of us started. But no one was watching Aaron and he opened all his gifts before anyone else even got started. LOL Crazy 17 year old! It eneded up snowing and blowing all day. Made for a very white Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SVqbRTuOnyI/AAAAAAAAAcU/XEEi7ykqjDc/s1600-h/Christmas+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285707834326949666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SVqbRTuOnyI/AAAAAAAAAcU/XEEi7ykqjDc/s320/Christmas+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                 Porter was to busy to look at the camara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SVqbQ8w-vGI/AAAAAAAAAcM/vw9jP49C7o8/s1600-h/Christmas+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285707828164476002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SVqbQ8w-vGI/AAAAAAAAAcM/vw9jP49C7o8/s320/Christmas+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                Alison with her new tea pot. It is by far the favorit toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SVqbQWzxM0I/AAAAAAAAAcE/bq7EQ-jAG3E/s1600-h/Christmas+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285707817975624514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SVqbQWzxM0I/AAAAAAAAAcE/bq7EQ-jAG3E/s320/Christmas+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                Trying to see what Santa brought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SVqZJtv_47I/AAAAAAAAAb8/ydTbJImODow/s1600-h/Christmas+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285705504851485618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SVqZJtv_47I/AAAAAAAAAb8/ydTbJImODow/s320/Christmas+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           Cheese!! The kids got new Jammies for Christmas eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SVqZJHQokKI/AAAAAAAAAb0/ItQerd3rXhI/s1600-h/Christmas+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285705494519386274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SVqZJHQokKI/AAAAAAAAAb0/ItQerd3rXhI/s320/Christmas+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                      Alison loves puzzles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SVqZI8Gda3I/AAAAAAAAAbs/U2wUYs--ADc/s1600-h/Kynaston+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285705491523922802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SVqZI8Gda3I/AAAAAAAAAbs/U2wUYs--ADc/s320/Kynaston+116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                   The nursess at the hospital made a stoking for Kynaston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SVqZIbFm_II/AAAAAAAAAbk/ehMDdJYtyT8/s1600-h/Kynaston+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285705482661985410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SVqZIbFm_II/AAAAAAAAAbk/ehMDdJYtyT8/s320/Kynaston+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               Kynaston was happy to just sleep threw the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SVqZIGqI4YI/AAAAAAAAAbc/VCHDuj7mZlk/s1600-h/Kynaston+118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285705477178057090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SVqZIGqI4YI/AAAAAAAAAbc/VCHDuj7mZlk/s320/Kynaston+118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                          Kynaston's jammies had a raindeer on the back side.&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;The day after Christmas Julia got married in the Idaho Falls Temple. Congratulations Julia and Charlie!!!  We love you guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285709052870345426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SVqcYPJnQtI/AAAAAAAAAcc/EKd_nRlR3gs/s320/Christmas+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And yes it was cold out there. Like 7 degrease.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-4752400911816755096?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/4752400911816755096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=4752400911816755096' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/4752400911816755096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/4752400911816755096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-fun.html' title='Christmas Fun'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SVqbRTuOnyI/AAAAAAAAAcU/XEEi7ykqjDc/s72-c/Christmas+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-6360044591711035131</id><published>2008-12-11T17:58:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:31:14.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kynaston Kent Johnson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Kynaston Kent Johnson was born on December 9th at 1:30am. He weighed 7 pounds 8 ounces and was 19 1/2 inches long. We are so glad he is here and his Grandpa couldn't be happier to be sharring his birthday with his 3rd grandson!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SUG7SC--tkI/AAAAAAAAAaw/OfiKp2L_IlA/s1600-h/Kynaston+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278706156967999042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SUG7SC--tkI/AAAAAAAAAaw/OfiKp2L_IlA/s320/Kynaston+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SUG7Rq3LYtI/AAAAAAAAAao/lU8DgHj6zgM/s1600-h/Kynaston+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278706150492824274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SUG7Rq3LYtI/AAAAAAAAAao/lU8DgHj6zgM/s320/Kynaston+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; James is so happy to have him here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SUG7Rqf-UuI/AAAAAAAAAag/vSvhYLdIKMQ/s1600-h/Kynaston+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278706150395499234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SUG7Rqf-UuI/AAAAAAAAAag/vSvhYLdIKMQ/s320/Kynaston+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I feel so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SUG7RIa5QFI/AAAAAAAAAaY/KTdoUQrt6no/s1600-h/Kynaston+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278706141247389778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SUG7RIa5QFI/AAAAAAAAAaY/KTdoUQrt6no/s320/Kynaston+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma Rowbury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SUG7QYudElI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/NgDJtn8rvhQ/s1600-h/Kynaston+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278706128444527186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SUG7QYudElI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/NgDJtn8rvhQ/s320/Kynaston+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          Happy 50th Birthday Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SUG4zAry8XI/AAAAAAAAAaI/FEzKftsUz4E/s1600-h/Kynaston+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278703424751464818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SUG4zAry8XI/AAAAAAAAAaI/FEzKftsUz4E/s320/Kynaston+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                    Grandma Johnson flew in from Oregon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278708417076386546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SUG9Vmiz2vI/AAAAAAAAAa4/cXSDdUqsauE/s320/Kynaston+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                         Alison loves her little brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SUG4ylsgaNI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/qBNRMd1BXKk/s1600-h/Kynaston+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278703417506687186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SUG4ylsgaNI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/qBNRMd1BXKk/s320/Kynaston+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       Porter didn't want anything to do with the baby untell  yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SUG4yU6YkCI/AAAAAAAAAZw/HTS27ePuCPE/s1600-h/Kynaston+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278703413001490466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SUG4yU6YkCI/AAAAAAAAAZw/HTS27ePuCPE/s320/Kynaston+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                         Kynaston is my first baby to have hair. And its preaty dark to!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SUG4xyQl1dI/AAAAAAAAAZo/zujTvJPfjM0/s1600-h/Kynaston+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278703403699394002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SUG4xyQl1dI/AAAAAAAAAZo/zujTvJPfjM0/s320/Kynaston+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                      Going home!&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-6360044591711035131?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/6360044591711035131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=6360044591711035131' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/6360044591711035131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/6360044591711035131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2008/12/kynaston-kent-johnson.html' title='Kynaston Kent Johnson'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SUG7SC--tkI/AAAAAAAAAaw/OfiKp2L_IlA/s72-c/Kynaston+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-6042808771703276564</id><published>2008-12-06T23:26:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T23:36:33.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Christmas</title><content type='html'>Grandma Berry sent Alison and Porter Chirstmas early this year so they can play with it befor Christmas gets here. It was the Fisher Price Nativity set. They love it. The day they got it they played all day long with it. It cracks me up to listen to them play. The things they come up with.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/STttp9MfCvI/AAAAAAAAAX4/nsjilt_cpVo/s1600-h/Fall+Fun+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276931955963661042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/STttp9MfCvI/AAAAAAAAAX4/nsjilt_cpVo/s320/Fall+Fun+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/STttZ3YV2TI/AAAAAAAAAXw/HWx6f0cSSNs/s1600-h/Fall+Fun+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276931679524870450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/STttZ3YV2TI/AAAAAAAAAXw/HWx6f0cSSNs/s320/Fall+Fun+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/STttZmqwXEI/AAAAAAAAAXo/hWpD_FJXL4g/s1600-h/Fall+Fun+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276931675038702658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/STttZmqwXEI/AAAAAAAAAXo/hWpD_FJXL4g/s320/Fall+Fun+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;The kids love to draw with their little doodle boards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/STttZY48zuI/AAAAAAAAAXg/PJh1lACivDU/s1600-h/Fall+Fun+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276931671340142306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/STttZY48zuI/AAAAAAAAAXg/PJh1lACivDU/s320/Fall+Fun+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          This is Porters Bug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/STttZKT98GI/AAAAAAAAAXY/4rwTzJO2-is/s1600-h/Fall+Fun+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276931667426930786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/STttZKT98GI/AAAAAAAAAXY/4rwTzJO2-is/s320/Fall+Fun+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                      This is Alison's picuter of me with the baby in my tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/STttYr8WlAI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/KkOuM2dvazA/s1600-h/Fall+Fun+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276931659274818562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/STttYr8WlAI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/KkOuM2dvazA/s320/Fall+Fun+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                         She was so excited to show me the portrit she did of me!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-6042808771703276564?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/6042808771703276564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=6042808771703276564' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/6042808771703276564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/6042808771703276564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2008/12/early-christmas.html' title='Early Christmas'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/STttp9MfCvI/AAAAAAAAAX4/nsjilt_cpVo/s72-c/Fall+Fun+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-6877651496439776445</id><published>2008-12-06T23:13:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T23:25:39.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Fun</title><content type='html'>With the weather being so warm its hard to belive we are in December all ready.  The kids and I spent some time out side the other day rakeing leaves. Okay I did all the rakeing while they climbed the "mountan." &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/STtri8OUcvI/AAAAAAAAAXI/aw1GS7nA6Cs/s1600-h/Fall+Fun+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276929636420580082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/STtri8OUcvI/AAAAAAAAAXI/aw1GS7nA6Cs/s320/Fall+Fun+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/STtrio2IXjI/AAAAAAAAAXA/u-65EuZ1mNc/s1600-h/Fall+Fun+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276929631218851378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/STtrio2IXjI/AAAAAAAAAXA/u-65EuZ1mNc/s320/Fall+Fun+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/STtriKKpT2I/AAAAAAAAAW4/0zqN9o4YYA0/s1600-h/Fall+Fun+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276929622983397218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/STtriKKpT2I/AAAAAAAAAW4/0zqN9o4YYA0/s320/Fall+Fun+013.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/_9gzc0w0GMtA/STtrhLULrBI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Bg5BGlTjbJk/s1600-h/Fall+Fun+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276929606111964178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/STtrhLULrBI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Bg5BGlTjbJk/s320/Fall+Fun+011.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/STtrg_E_bYI/AAAAAAAAAWo/ddKk2V3XwxI/s1600-h/Fall+Fun+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276929602827021698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/STtrg_E_bYI/AAAAAAAAAWo/ddKk2V3XwxI/s320/Fall+Fun+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6975130217151464685-6877651496439776445?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/6877651496439776445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=6877651496439776445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/6877651496439776445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/6877651496439776445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2008/12/fall-fun.html' title='Fall Fun'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/STtri8OUcvI/AAAAAAAAAXI/aw1GS7nA6Cs/s72-c/Fall+Fun+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-4376944867284037807</id><published>2008-11-17T21:41:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T21:55:20.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>Okay so I know that Halloween was like 3 weeks ago but life here is crazy. I just wanted to share a few pictures of my cute kids and the fun they had with halloween this year. They are at such cute ages.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SSJIEp5wYCI/AAAAAAAAAWg/so5szSqC5_w/s1600-h/Halloween%26Birthday+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269853758781677602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SSJIEp5wYCI/AAAAAAAAAWg/so5szSqC5_w/s320/Halloween%26Birthday+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                      Kids with the pumpkin daddy spent so much time on for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SSJIEcQqpOI/AAAAAAAAAWY/1YqRCY8RxgM/s1600-h/Halloween%26Birthday+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269853755119674594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SSJIEcQqpOI/AAAAAAAAAWY/1YqRCY8RxgM/s320/Halloween%26Birthday+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                       Porter our little bee. He was excited to be a bee becasue they have hurty tails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SSJIENQCfcI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/s7LvbvMf1sk/s1600-h/Halloween%26Birthday+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269853751090511298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SSJIENQCfcI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/s7LvbvMf1sk/s320/Halloween%26Birthday+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alison was rainbow bright. She called herself a bright rainbow. She didn't know who rainbow bright was but she loved the costume and it was a trip down memory lane for mommy and her friends.&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/6975130217151464685-4376944867284037807?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/4376944867284037807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=4376944867284037807' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/4376944867284037807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/4376944867284037807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SSJIEp5wYCI/AAAAAAAAAWg/so5szSqC5_w/s72-c/Halloween%26Birthday+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-4515287870823497004</id><published>2008-10-23T00:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T01:13:21.501-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisterly Love</title><content type='html'>"(Visiting Teaching) is a very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;serious&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;resposiability&lt;/span&gt;; it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; is. But it is not a heavy burden, it just takes a little more faith. It is worthy of our best efforts." &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;President&lt;/span&gt; Gordan B. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hinkly&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up in the church I have had many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;opportunity's&lt;/span&gt; to see visiting teaching in action. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Weather&lt;/span&gt; it was sisters bring meals in to my mom and our family just after she had a baby, watching my mom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;diligently&lt;/span&gt; go visiting teaching every month, or threw more person and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;intimate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;experiences&lt;/span&gt; that I've had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I turned 18 and was given the chance be a vising teacher I accepted because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; just what you are suppose to do. Accept a call that Heavenly Father has given you. It wasn't tell many years later that I would truly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; what Visiting Teaching truly is and means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; when I and my husband were dealing with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;miscarriage&lt;/span&gt; of our first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;pregnancy&lt;/span&gt;. I was having a very hard time dealing with it because well for one its just hard to deal with that sort of thing and two it was our first. I didn't know the sisters who were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;assigned&lt;/span&gt; to me very well at the time but they came to see me as soon as they found out. One of them had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;experienced&lt;/span&gt; the same thing and knew exactly how I felt and new just the right words to say to me for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;comfort&lt;/span&gt;. I know that she was truly called by heavenly father to be an aid for me at such a hard time in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Skipping&lt;/span&gt; forward now a few years and I'm in a new ward with a new Companion. We have been companions for over 2 years and have a system for what we have found to work well. One of us will call the sisters and set up the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;appointments&lt;/span&gt; and the other will give the lesson. We try to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;visit&lt;/span&gt; one sister a week and that way we don't end up over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;whelmed&lt;/span&gt; with trying to get it all done all at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; a month ago though that I realized that Visiting Teaching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;benefit&lt;/span&gt; those we go to but is also there to help us. In my 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; month of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;pregnancy&lt;/span&gt; I developed some hip problems that have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;caused&lt;/span&gt; me to be mostly house bound. At the end of September I got a call from one of the sisters I go Visiting Teaching to. She was worried about me because we hadn't been buy that month and she had heard that I was having some health problems and wanted to know what she could do to help. I quickly told her what was going on and that I couldn't do much around the house. She said well can I call on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Relief&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Society&lt;/span&gt; to get you some help? What do you need. I thought for a moment and then told her that if we could get help with meals once a week and if someone could come help clean once a week that would be a huge help to me and my family. She said okay and we hung up. It wasn't more then an hour latter that she called me again saying she had talked to the RS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;President&lt;/span&gt; and that starting Sunday they would ask people sisters to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;volunteer&lt;/span&gt; to help out for as long as was needed. It has been almost a full month and my heart is full of gratitude for that sister who called me when I should have been calling her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that Visiting teaching is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt; calling and we may never know the full extent of its blessings to us or to those we serve and teach. But I do know that it is a calling I will never take for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;granite&lt;/span&gt; again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-4515287870823497004?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/4515287870823497004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=4515287870823497004' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/4515287870823497004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/4515287870823497004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-grater-call.html' title='Sisterly Love'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-5478719215271168477</id><published>2008-10-21T19:35:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T19:49:44.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Good Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Woohoo I got my braces off today. I've been weighting for this day for 18 months. I love how my teeth look and feel. My appointment took 3 hours so my hips are killing me from sitting in a dentist chair for so long but it was so worth it!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SP6EOcOngZI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Q9tIFSFwGg4/s1600-h/Kids+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259786798445855122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SP6EOcOngZI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Q9tIFSFwGg4/s320/Kids+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday I hit the 31 week mark. YES we are in the single digits for weeks left. I also saw my OB yesterday and baby is acutely measuring 2 weeks ahead of where we are. My doc is talking about inducing me at week 39 witch means that we would only have 7 weeks left!!! And with Julia getting married on the 26th of December the 15th would be a great day to have a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SP6EOiZZU9I/AAAAAAAAAVY/Wrtwz3ebcf8/s1600-h/Kids+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259786800101675986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SP6EOiZZU9I/AAAAAAAAAVY/Wrtwz3ebcf8/s320/Kids+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Porter got a hair cut today. He hair grows so fast and I love it when its short. He is so adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SP6EPNbXynI/AAAAAAAAAVg/0P3dZ4npqpw/s1600-h/Kids+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259786811652688498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SP6EPNbXynI/AAAAAAAAAVg/0P3dZ4npqpw/s320/Kids+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison was just here normal loving self today. She will be 4 in two weeks. I can't belive its been 4 years all ready.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259788872209270386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SP6GHJmWBnI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Z7gzUu0WzhU/s320/Kids+013.jpg" border="0" /&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/6975130217151464685-5478719215271168477?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/5478719215271168477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=5478719215271168477' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/5478719215271168477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/5478719215271168477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-good-day.html' title='What a Good Day!!'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SP6EOcOngZI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Q9tIFSFwGg4/s72-c/Kids+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-8413941921086321913</id><published>2008-10-21T19:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T19:35:04.446-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Girl</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we pulled out our Halloween things since Halloween is just around the corner. Alison is going to be Rainbow Bright. A costume my mom had from way back when. After she tried it on and liked it Porter wanted a turn. As soon as I got it on him he says "Mom I'm a girl now." I told him with a smile on my face, "No Porter you will always be a boy.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SP6CcIVe9sI/AAAAAAAAAVI/G1vUxiX-zqQ/s1600-h/Kids+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259784834600859330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SP6CcIVe9sI/AAAAAAAAAVI/G1vUxiX-zqQ/s320/Kids+008.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/6975130217151464685-8413941921086321913?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/8413941921086321913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=8413941921086321913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/8413941921086321913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/8413941921086321913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-girl.html' title='I&apos;m a Girl'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SP6CcIVe9sI/AAAAAAAAAVI/G1vUxiX-zqQ/s72-c/Kids+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-4535353984992309444</id><published>2008-10-16T16:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T16:46:24.114-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In The Knot</title><content type='html'>As a crazy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pregnant&lt;/span&gt; mother of two I have been wondering how on earth I was going to handle nursing and keeping the blanket on. While doing some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;research&lt;/span&gt; I found that there are covers out there called nursing covers. I started looking around the web and got frustrated because all the ones I was finding were so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;expensive&lt;/span&gt;. I couldn't see spending $60 on a blanket with a tie. So I put it on the back burner. Well a week ago I came &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;across&lt;/span&gt; this lady in Provo, UT who makes them and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; charge a lot for them. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hers&lt;/span&gt; cost $15 per cover. Anyway I was so excited I ordered two of them on the spot. I got them today and thought I would share how cute they are and how excited I am to have them. The Black and White one is my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SPfCHdPuxoI/AAAAAAAAATo/bO2-qgjYQVQ/s1600-h/Kids+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257884523343824514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SPfCHdPuxoI/AAAAAAAAATo/bO2-qgjYQVQ/s320/Kids+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SPfCHj3i8CI/AAAAAAAAATw/etMpL0838HY/s1600-h/Kids+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257884525121433634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SPfCHj3i8CI/AAAAAAAAATw/etMpL0838HY/s320/Kids+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SPfCH6Ggq3I/AAAAAAAAAT4/vLiASdmOVAE/s1600-h/Kids+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257884531089779570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SPfCH6Ggq3I/AAAAAAAAAT4/vLiASdmOVAE/s320/Kids+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SPfCITXrK_I/AAAAAAAAAUA/9BwK59obvEk/s1600-h/Kids+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257884537872657394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SPfCITXrK_I/AAAAAAAAAUA/9BwK59obvEk/s320/Kids+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you like what you see check out her blog/site. intheknot.blogspot.com&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/6975130217151464685-4535353984992309444?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/4535353984992309444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=4535353984992309444' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/4535353984992309444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/4535353984992309444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-knot.html' title='In The Knot'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SPfCHdPuxoI/AAAAAAAAATo/bO2-qgjYQVQ/s72-c/Kids+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-2954366271449039637</id><published>2008-10-14T12:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T12:41:15.790-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for the Tag Stacy</title><content type='html'>8 things i'm passionate about:&lt;br /&gt;1. My Hubby&lt;br /&gt;2. My Family&lt;br /&gt;3. Reading&lt;br /&gt;4. Scrapbooking&lt;br /&gt;5. Cooking&lt;br /&gt;6. Talking with Friends&lt;br /&gt;7. Family Vacations&lt;br /&gt;8. Walking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 words or phrases I say often:&lt;br /&gt;1. I love you&lt;br /&gt;2. Porter go to the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;3. Don't hit, bit, or push&lt;br /&gt;4. We need milk&lt;br /&gt;5. I want chocolate&lt;br /&gt;6. Move over&lt;br /&gt;7. Your on the baby&lt;br /&gt;8. My hips are killing me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 things I want to accomplish in the coming year:&lt;br /&gt;1. Potty train Porter&lt;br /&gt;2. Have this baby&lt;br /&gt;3. Get cought up in scrapbooking&lt;br /&gt;4. Go camping with the Family more&lt;br /&gt;5. Go to the Temple once a month&lt;br /&gt;6. Go to Oregan&lt;br /&gt;7. Learn to water ski&lt;br /&gt;8. Bild my Pampred Chef Biz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 places I would love to go or visit:&lt;br /&gt;1. The Grand Cannon&lt;br /&gt;2. Navoo&lt;br /&gt;3. New York&lt;br /&gt;4. Italy&lt;br /&gt;5. Disney Land&lt;br /&gt;6. Paris&lt;br /&gt;7. On a Cruise&lt;br /&gt;8. Portigale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 things I need or want:&lt;br /&gt;1.  New bedroom set&lt;br /&gt;2. More kitchen cabnents&lt;br /&gt;3. A kitchen mixer&lt;br /&gt;4. A scrapbook room&lt;br /&gt;5. Flat screen TV&lt;br /&gt;6. A bigger house&lt;br /&gt;7. A nap&lt;br /&gt;8. A Nanny tell December&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag Jen Lords, Jessica Bateman, Mary Johnson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-2954366271449039637?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/2954366271449039637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=2954366271449039637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/2954366271449039637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/2954366271449039637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2008/10/thanks-for-tag-stacy.html' title='Thanks for the Tag Stacy'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-3590870905746781237</id><published>2008-10-09T18:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T19:00:06.537-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats on my leg?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SO6l_dFYKBI/AAAAAAAAATY/tFbeyph8A-I/s1600-h/Remodle+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255320324745472018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SO6l_dFYKBI/AAAAAAAAATY/tFbeyph8A-I/s320/Remodle+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SO6lhRAY1AI/AAAAAAAAATQ/vBrPNYSpSd4/s1600-h/Kids+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today Alison, Porter, and I were playing Uno on my bed. Porter looks up at me with a very concerned look on his face and says:&lt;br /&gt;"Mom there's something on my leg." "&lt;br /&gt;Me: "What are you talking about its your leg I don't see anything wrong."&lt;br /&gt;Porter: "See right here? What is it?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "O'that, that's your ankle."&lt;br /&gt;Porter: "My ankle? Why is it there?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Everyone has them."&lt;br /&gt;Alison: "Hey I have them too."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yes everyone has them they are part of our body's. They help make it so we can walk."&lt;br /&gt;Alison: "O! So I got mine yesterday when I stepped on the rock outside?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "No you were born with them."&lt;br /&gt;Porter: "No mom they are rocks from outside."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this point I am laughing so hard we had to stop talking and go back to playing our game. Not to mention how can I compete with a rock? James came home and Porter had to show him his rocks then he found out that daddy has rocks in his legs too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-3590870905746781237?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/3590870905746781237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=3590870905746781237' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/3590870905746781237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/3590870905746781237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2008/10/whats-on-my-leg.html' title='Whats on my leg?'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SO6l_dFYKBI/AAAAAAAAATY/tFbeyph8A-I/s72-c/Remodle+087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-3140415659023961212</id><published>2008-08-29T18:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T18:42:13.215-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor Alison</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SLiV6bxAtGI/AAAAAAAAAOM/CTrP_74supA/s1600-h/Kids+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240102997563847778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SLiV6bxAtGI/AAAAAAAAAOM/CTrP_74supA/s320/Kids+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SLiV6v3ohmI/AAAAAAAAAOU/fJMCk730RaQ/s1600-h/Kids+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240103002960332386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SLiV6v3ohmI/AAAAAAAAAOU/fJMCk730RaQ/s320/Kids+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SLiV63xMhSI/AAAAAAAAAOc/8dnNuYAg9yE/s1600-h/Kids+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240103005080814882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SLiV63xMhSI/AAAAAAAAAOc/8dnNuYAg9yE/s320/Kids+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SLiV7HjJ2cI/AAAAAAAAAOk/6a-WBehSIFo/s1600-h/Kids+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240103009316886978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SLiV7HjJ2cI/AAAAAAAAAOk/6a-WBehSIFo/s320/Kids+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SLiV7cDifgI/AAAAAAAAAOs/kv4J-lSEz1c/s1600-h/Kids+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240103014821428738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SLiV7cDifgI/AAAAAAAAAOs/kv4J-lSEz1c/s320/Kids+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porter the other day was cranky and very winy so I asked him if he needed to go to the docter. He told me no! The next thing I know Alison has Porter on his bed making sure he is okay. Next thing I know Porter has Alison down on the bed checking her heart and ears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-3140415659023961212?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/3140415659023961212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=3140415659023961212' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/3140415659023961212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/3140415659023961212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2008/08/doctor-alison.html' title='Doctor Alison'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SLiV6bxAtGI/AAAAAAAAAOM/CTrP_74supA/s72-c/Kids+059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-2315954480326806644</id><published>2008-08-25T16:45:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T21:26:28.218-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubbles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SLN3CDuwaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/4hT3-zhFqfY/s1600-h/Kids+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238661668806879442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SLN3CDuwaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/4hT3-zhFqfY/s200/Kids+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SLN3CuKGljI/AAAAAAAAANk/0LrmbP8AtIY/s1600-h/Kids+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238661680195868210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SLN3CuKGljI/AAAAAAAAANk/0LrmbP8AtIY/s200/Kids+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SLN3DGFEyEI/AAAAAAAAANs/ViMjoSgWfrE/s1600-h/Kids+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238661686617229378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SLN3DGFEyEI/AAAAAAAAANs/ViMjoSgWfrE/s200/Kids+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SLN3DVx4JlI/AAAAAAAAAN0/6kre98BoACk/s1600-h/Kids+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238661690831677010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SLN3DVx4JlI/AAAAAAAAAN0/6kre98BoACk/s200/Kids+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SLN3DrZZXDI/AAAAAAAAAN8/R5zups5qj8I/s1600-h/Kids+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238661696634575922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SLN3DrZZXDI/AAAAAAAAAN8/R5zups5qj8I/s200/Kids+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SLN1KbDvQYI/AAAAAAAAAM0/SAwfJfJ-a38/s1600-h/Kids+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238659613484597634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SLN1KbDvQYI/AAAAAAAAAM0/SAwfJfJ-a38/s200/Kids+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SLN1K268lBI/AAAAAAAAAM8/B6V4_dkDSbU/s1600-h/Kids+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238659620963914770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SLN1K268lBI/AAAAAAAAAM8/B6V4_dkDSbU/s200/Kids+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SLN1LF-I_1I/AAAAAAAAANE/cHDFAf1VvWg/s1600-h/Kids+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238659625003843410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SLN1LF-I_1I/AAAAAAAAANE/cHDFAf1VvWg/s200/Kids+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SLN1Lf-Hw-I/AAAAAAAAANM/wvdHksqh-PQ/s1600-h/Kids+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238659631983084514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SLN1Lf-Hw-I/AAAAAAAAANM/wvdHksqh-PQ/s200/Kids+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SLN1Lu41anI/AAAAAAAAANU/qZM6_ltY-xE/s1600-h/Kids+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238659635987442290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SLN1Lu41anI/AAAAAAAAANU/qZM6_ltY-xE/s200/Kids+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids love to play bubbles and since it is fianly not getting to hot durring the days the kids have been spending more and more time out. They have this cow that blows the bubbles for them and they love to take turns blowing bubbles for each other to pop.&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/6975130217151464685-2315954480326806644?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/2315954480326806644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=2315954480326806644' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/2315954480326806644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/2315954480326806644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2008/08/bubbles.html' title='Bubbles'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SLN3CDuwaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/4hT3-zhFqfY/s72-c/Kids+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-7772003616433278297</id><published>2008-08-20T19:42:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T19:55:35.563-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Park City Fun</title><content type='html'>Friday we went to Park City for work party with James' co-workers. His boss had the party at her beautiful house. We had lots of fun and the kids loved her animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236782371730741522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ufDBU9cKosc/SKzJ0kkJ2RI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6q6K42MhW_o/s200/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                             Porter looking at the baby horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236782382644861250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ufDBU9cKosc/SKzJ1NOSGUI/AAAAAAAAADA/IIEsuq45-EU/s200/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                         Alison and James looking at the horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236782385212410370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ufDBU9cKosc/SKzJ1WybygI/AAAAAAAAADI/dQdn3aDMROc/s200/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      Baby Lama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236782394142673778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ufDBU9cKosc/SKzJ14Dky3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/iyE_E8hKm_Q/s200/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                           Porter and the Lama liked each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236782398127540706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ufDBU9cKosc/SKzJ2G5pCeI/AAAAAAAAADY/X9g-NTPbEZA/s200/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-7772003616433278297?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/7772003616433278297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=7772003616433278297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/7772003616433278297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/7772003616433278297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2008/08/park-city-fun.html' title='Park City Fun'/><author><name>Amber</name><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/_ufDBU9cKosc/SKzJ0kkJ2RI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6q6K42MhW_o/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-4176299009439680675</id><published>2008-08-15T21:11:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T21:30:11.032-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Camra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SKZGVWS5EbI/AAAAAAAAAL8/6DjUP3DPJho/s1600-h/V1253_FF_black_250x200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234948949440795058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SKZGVWS5EbI/AAAAAAAAAL8/6DjUP3DPJho/s200/V1253_FF_black_250x200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got our new camara today!! I'm so excited! I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234949554350083250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SKZG4jwgTLI/AAAAAAAAAME/2CWrAPkWXis/s200/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this picture today in Park City. I can't wait to get started with picuters again and the best part is my new sd card will hold 600 pictures. I have 4 months of pictuers to catch up on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-4176299009439680675?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/4176299009439680675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=4176299009439680675' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/4176299009439680675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/4176299009439680675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-camra.html' title='New Camra'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SKZGVWS5EbI/AAAAAAAAAL8/6DjUP3DPJho/s72-c/V1253_FF_black_250x200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-1192179214517944883</id><published>2008-08-04T19:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T19:15:25.059-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Boy</title><content type='html'>We are having a &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BOY&lt;/span&gt;!!! I'm so excited that our little one is going to be a boy. He almost didn't show us the goods but the ultra sound tec was persistent and convinced him to open up. We got to see his cute little face, feet and hands and he is perfect. Measures right on for once. LOL! That wont last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-1192179214517944883?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/1192179214517944883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=1192179214517944883' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/1192179214517944883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/1192179214517944883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2008/08/another-boy.html' title='Another Boy'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-8000252185597032867</id><published>2008-07-24T15:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T15:37:18.921-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Water Painting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ufDBU9cKosc/SIjzDUwIR1I/AAAAAAAAACw/YhunOCmxm8o/s1600-h/Mom-Getting-more-water!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226694605999195986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ufDBU9cKosc/SIjzDUwIR1I/AAAAAAAAACw/YhunOCmxm8o/s200/Mom-Getting-more-water!!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is the 24th of July witch means here in Utah it is a state holiday, and also hotter then the blazes. It seams that everyone in the state comes to Salt Lake for the day and so its best to just avoid going out. That being said I was trying to come up with something to do with my kids so that they didn't go crazy and drive me to the nut house. I figured that since the front yard has some shade and we have a small wadding pool that I would set it up for them to play in this afternoon. Well we have been out here for over 30 minutes and the only thing that has been in the pool is the toys. The kids on the other hand have found a new passion. They are water painting my porch. The best part is it cleans its self by drying. And because its so hot  (100) it drys so fast that they have an endless canvas. They have used their hair even to paint.  You should have seen Porter to do that he had to put his head in the pool to get it when and then lay on the porch to "paint" with his hair, The curtest though was their little hands and feet. Alison is currently exploring her options with her legs. I think my kids have found their calling in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little extra, HAPPY BIRTHDAY JORDAN!!! My nephew is 7 today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also Porter has gone all day with out a potty accident. WOOHOO!!! GO PORTER! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-8000252185597032867?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/8000252185597032867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=8000252185597032867' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/8000252185597032867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/8000252185597032867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2008/07/water-painting.html' title='Water Painting'/><author><name>Amber</name><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/_ufDBU9cKosc/SIjzDUwIR1I/AAAAAAAAACw/YhunOCmxm8o/s72-c/Mom-Getting-more-water!!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-1362928435646511962</id><published>2008-07-20T20:06:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T21:02:10.782-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Extra Strength &amp; Dr. Pepper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ufDBU9cKosc/SIP46oUCmRI/AAAAAAAAACg/nSJu3GtIDb4/s1600-h/0720082021a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ufDBU9cKosc/SIP4vpPOVII/AAAAAAAAACY/KLkFkERnmLw/s1600-h/479px-Extra_Strength_Tylenol_and_Tylenol_PM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225293490087154818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ufDBU9cKosc/SIP4vpPOVII/AAAAAAAAACY/KLkFkERnmLw/s200/479px-Extra_Strength_Tylenol_and_Tylenol_PM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ufDBU9cKosc/SIP4fAMPrAI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KkNH29Kvnio/s1600-h/dr_pepper_can.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225293204190899202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ufDBU9cKosc/SIP4fAMPrAI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KkNH29Kvnio/s200/dr_pepper_can.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ufDBU9cKosc/SIPvpUYzp0I/AAAAAAAAACA/O70wcC3DQTs/s1600-h/479px-Extra_Strength_Tylenol_and_Tylenol_PM.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ufDBU9cKosc/SIPvbvTskUI/AAAAAAAAAB4/jAOeTyZZT4M/s1600-h/479px-Extra_Strength_Tylenol_and_Tylenol_PM.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm sitting here sipping my Dr Pepper and laughing at my own stupidity. Before I get a head of my self let me tell you about the day that led up to this moment. Sundays are hard at our house, church is at 1pm (middle of nap time), James has to be at the church by 11 and isn't home tell about 5 usually. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; So what makes think today will be any diffrent? I mean I get to wake up to Alison yelling "Mom Porter pooped and took his diaper off." What a mess! We get thew that mess and start another one of those days and a whole lot of caiose. We made it threw the morning as the usual ruff Sunday morning with baths and fighting over what Veggie Tail we are going to watch first before church. Well we finally made it to church and are you kidding me Porter is asleep. WOOHOO!!! I can actualy listen in sacrament meatting. Alison sits next to me and starts drawing in a coloring book, soon she is handing me her book saying look mommy I drew you. So now picture in your mind a long stick (top to bottom on the page) an oval at the top for my head, big bulging eyes, short stubby hands and feet and the best part strait hair that sticks up all over the place. She must have been think about what I look like in the mornings (not pretty). I chuckled and let her keep drawing. With in a few minutes she is demanding my attention again and is showing me the following picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225293867954101794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ufDBU9cKosc/SIP5Fo5uXiI/AAAAAAAAACo/1bCJVTgVB8I/s400/0720082021a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is her explanation, I (mommy am the one in the middle with the t threw the middle of my head (maybe that is why I have a head ake) She and Porter are the two at the bottom and then on the left right next to mommy is daddy and then attached to daddy's side is grandma. What is that saying about daddy??? We made it threw the rest of church fine but I think that is because Alison and Porter weren't together. We get ready to leave the church and they both decided they need a drink of water from the same fountain at the same time. You should have heard the cat fight I had to try and break up. (Rolling my eyes.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got home from church (finally!!) and started thinking about dinner. I decided I didn't want to think about dinner so I started on cake because we all know life's to short eat cake. Alison and Porter are busy fighting over who know what at this time and I really could care less at this point I have had enough of it. Besides they can't really kill each other at this age can they? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday's always take a tole on my energy level and today was no different it may have been worse but I don't know. By 8pm we have both kids in bed sleeping thank goodness and I decided I need some Tylenol to try and kill this head ake. I go to the cabinet and grab my Extra Strength Tylenol because lets face it I'm prego and can't take anything else. I take the lid off and start shaking. I'm shaking and shaking for like 30 seconds and nothing is coming out, I know there is stuff in it because I can hear it making noise. I turn it over and wouldn't you know I grabbed the bottle that doesn't have the co&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;mpany seal &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;off it yet. LOL!!!! What a day! So here's to Dr. Pepper and Extra Strength my only friends on a day like today.  And here I sit sipping Dr. Pepper and loving my Extra Strength, thankful to have another day over with. What will tomorrow be like? Who knows and right now who cares...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/6975130217151464685-1362928435646511962?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/1362928435646511962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=1362928435646511962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/1362928435646511962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/1362928435646511962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2008/07/extra-strength-dr-pepper.html' title='Extra Strength &amp; Dr. Pepper'/><author><name>Amber</name><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/_ufDBU9cKosc/SIP4vpPOVII/AAAAAAAAACY/KLkFkERnmLw/s72-c/479px-Extra_Strength_Tylenol_and_Tylenol_PM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-4325811991811161628</id><published>2008-07-18T16:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T16:59:34.652-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>I'm starting a dream blog while I am pregnant. My dreams are always so crazy when I'm growing a baby. Check out the new blog &lt;a href="http://crazydreamsofapregnatlady.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://crazydreamsofapregnatlady.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-4325811991811161628?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/4325811991811161628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=4325811991811161628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/4325811991811161628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/4325811991811161628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Amber</name><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-6975130217151464685.post-2193650448888894380</id><published>2008-06-30T15:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T15:11:56.887-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Crab and Cream Cheese Wontons</title><content type='html'>We made theis last night at a family party. They were a huge hit and I thought i would share with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 pkg Philadelphia Cream Cheese&lt;br /&gt;1 can crab meat, drained&lt;br /&gt;2 T flour or Wondra&lt;br /&gt;3 scallions, minced ( I used regular onion and choped it up very small)&lt;br /&gt;1/4 tsp onion poweder&lt;br /&gt;1 egg, beaten&lt;br /&gt;oil for deep fryer&lt;br /&gt;Wonton Wrappers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finely mince the scallions. Combine with cream cheese, crab meat, and flour or Wondra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beat the egg in a small bowl- this will be used to brush the edges of the wonton wrappers befor folding and helps to keep them together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place large tablespoon fuls of the crab mixture in the center of each wonton skin and brush edges with egg mixture. Fold over to form a triangel, then press edges together to seal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring the two side edge coners of the triangle to the middle and press these together to form a ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat oil to 350 degreese in a large heavy bottomed pan, sufficient to cover the wontons. (We used our deep fryer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fry wontons until golden turning once, about 2-3 minutes. In order to avoid lowering the temperature of the oil, do not attempt to fry to many at once. Remove with a slotted spoon, drain on paper towles and serve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-2193650448888894380?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/2193650448888894380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=2193650448888894380' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/2193650448888894380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/2193650448888894380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2008/06/crab-and-cream-cheese-wontons.html' title='Crab and Cream Cheese Wontons'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-8670247116765375460</id><published>2008-06-22T21:36:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T21:42:05.155-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Drango Update</title><content type='html'>WOOHOO!!! My husband rocks! My Drango us up and running again and I couldn't be happier to have it back. I forgot how great it is to have an SUV. Yesterday we were decided to wash and clean the car because there was oil everywhere. Alison came up to me and said mommy dad fixed our car. I said yes he did our daddy is awesome. She then tells me girls don't know how to take fix cars. I said yes you are right that's what a good daddy is for. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-8670247116765375460?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/8670247116765375460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=8670247116765375460' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/8670247116765375460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/8670247116765375460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2008/06/drango-update.html' title='Drango Update'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-8327010047859288127</id><published>2008-06-16T12:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T12:57:39.803-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Logic</title><content type='html'>With a two and three year old in the house I'm learning some of what goes on in the mind of a child. Like the other day Alison comes to me and out of the blue she says, "Mom can we put our Christmas tree up?" When I said no and asked her why she told me that if we put our tree up the baby would come.  I tried to explain to her that it doesn't work that way. She didn't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Porter the other day came up to me and grabbed my belly. When I asked him what he thought he was doing he told me that he was taking the baby from my tummy. I asked why he would do that and he said because I want you to hold me. I smiled and picked him up gave him a big hug and told him that I could still hold him just not carry him around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then last night I was laying on the couch not doing anything but resting and Porter came up to me pulled my blanket off lifted up my shirt and kissed my belly. I asked what he was doing and he told me just kissing my baby brother. He then asked me why he couldn't see the baby even when my shirt was out of the way. How the heck to I explain that one to him? LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-8327010047859288127?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/8327010047859288127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=8327010047859288127' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/8327010047859288127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/8327010047859288127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2008/06/simple-logic.html' title='Simple Logic'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-6237264112171776026</id><published>2008-06-11T20:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T20:53:07.239-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty and the Beast</title><content type='html'>My brother Aaron was recently in the musical put on by their high school. They did Beauty and the Beast this year and Aaron got to play the party of the Beast. He did a wonderfull job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SFCOWHc5g_I/AAAAAAAAAKw/R6Jb7TKZigQ/s1600-h/100_0974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210821279476188146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SFCOWHc5g_I/AAAAAAAAAKw/R6Jb7TKZigQ/s200/100_0974.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SFCOWo7i5QI/AAAAAAAAAK4/_DjMeBxGaR4/s1600-h/100_0989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210821288463099138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SFCOWo7i5QI/AAAAAAAAAK4/_DjMeBxGaR4/s200/100_0989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SFCOXJaObgI/AAAAAAAAALA/zijZafEkh0g/s1600-h/idahotrip_004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210821297181715970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SFCOXJaObgI/AAAAAAAAALA/zijZafEkh0g/s200/idahotrip_004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                       Some of the Cast.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SFCOXSQxvYI/AAAAAAAAALI/3PosCXkgy2M/s1600-h/idahotrip_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210821299558006146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SFCOXSQxvYI/AAAAAAAAALI/3PosCXkgy2M/s200/idahotrip_001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                     My brother Aaron.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SFCOXg-Tt7I/AAAAAAAAALQ/r0qz8x5EMKw/s1600-h/beast+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210821303507072946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SFCOXg-Tt7I/AAAAAAAAALQ/r0qz8x5EMKw/s200/beast+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When they were all done he was able to keep the box. I took the mask and put it in a shadow box for him. The white block in the top left is the ticket stub from the show I went to on Saterdaynight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-6237264112171776026?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/6237264112171776026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=6237264112171776026' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/6237264112171776026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/6237264112171776026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2008/06/beauty-and-beast_11.html' title='Beauty and the Beast'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SFCOWHc5g_I/AAAAAAAAAKw/R6Jb7TKZigQ/s72-c/100_0974.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-5352976530436295572</id><published>2008-06-10T13:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T13:30:29.551-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Childs Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SE7U_ipUtfI/AAAAAAAAAKA/l_ERkCIT_Ts/s1600-h/sandrakuck_achildsprayer_16x20_8k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210336007011218930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SE7U_ipUtfI/AAAAAAAAAKA/l_ERkCIT_Ts/s200/sandrakuck_achildsprayer_16x20_8k.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alison has been really into praying lately. She wants to say all the prayers for our meals and always wants to do family prayer. We try to rotate between her and Porter and lately Alison has been the one to help Porter get threw a prayer. Today the were playing in their toy room when all the sudden Alison breaks out into prayer. As I listen and as Porter joins her I realize that she praying for her baby doll to have a good nap. After her aman she took her doll to her room where she tucked her in to her bed and down for a nap the doll went. It never ceases to amaze me the things they pick up so quickly on and integrate into their own personal play life. What sweet spirits I have been blessed with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-5352976530436295572?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/5352976530436295572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=5352976530436295572' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/5352976530436295572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/5352976530436295572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2008/06/childs-prayer.html' title='A Childs Prayer'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SE7U_ipUtfI/AAAAAAAAAKA/l_ERkCIT_Ts/s72-c/sandrakuck_achildsprayer_16x20_8k.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-6545927867327939154</id><published>2008-06-08T09:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T09:55:40.225-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Longest night ever</title><content type='html'>So we were on our way home from a fun trip to grandmas last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;night&lt;/span&gt;. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;stoped&lt;/span&gt; in Willard Bay for gas and as we were getting on the freeway we heard a strange noise. Thinking that we had an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;exhaust&lt;/span&gt; leak that was just getting worse James &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;grumbled&lt;/span&gt; something about needing to climb under the truck on Monday and find out what was going on. We got on the freeway and hadn't gone more then a mile if that when all the sudden there was a loud pop and we had smoke &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; up from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;underneath&lt;/span&gt; the truck. James pulled over as fast as he could all the while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;loosing&lt;/span&gt; power and the truck making a bad noise. Alison woke up and stared crying because of the noise and the fact that it was 10:30 at night. We get pulled over and James jumps out to see if he can see what is the problem without a flashlight. He comes to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;conclusion&lt;/span&gt; that our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;transmission&lt;/span&gt; is shot and that we are not getting off the freeway by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ourselves&lt;/span&gt; that night.&lt;br /&gt;  I got on the phone and called our insurance company who dispatched High-Way P&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;etrol&lt;/span&gt; out to us. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Because&lt;/span&gt; lets face it we are sitting on the side of a busy freeway, its dark, and people just don't slow down or move over. All we needed was for someone to hit us going 75 while we were stuck in park. The insurance company also dispatched a tow truck out to us and we were told it would be 1 1/2 hours tell they could get a truck to us. James was like that is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;unacceptable&lt;/span&gt; and that they needed to get someone there faster.&lt;br /&gt;  By this time the kids are starting to get fussy because no one wants to sit in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;car seat&lt;/span&gt; of an unmoving car, and once again its way late.&lt;br /&gt;  When the HP officer showed up, James told him what he thought had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; and how long our insurance said it would take to get a truck to us. The HP officer told him to call us to call our insurance back and cancel the tow because he could have a truck to us in less then 30 minutes. He also told us that if we had family in the area we might want to give them a call because the tow truck might not have enough seats for two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;car seats&lt;/span&gt; and two adults plus the driver.&lt;br /&gt;  We came to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;conclusion&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Bj&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;cousin&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; the closet to us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; he lived in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Syracuse&lt;/span&gt;. So its now after 11 pm and I'm calling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Bj&lt;/span&gt; out of the blue to see if he might be able to come get me and the kids. He of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;coarse&lt;/span&gt; was more then willing and got on the way.&lt;br /&gt;   About 15 minutes later the tow truck showed up and thankfully he had room for 6 and we didn't have to crowed. So I called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Bj&lt;/span&gt; back to let him know that we didn't need him after all. Thankfully he hadn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;gotten&lt;/span&gt; to far and was able to turn back. Thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Bj&lt;/span&gt; for being so willing to help.&lt;br /&gt;   Now for the adventure of moving kids and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;car seats&lt;/span&gt;. We pulled the kids out and took them to the truck all the while Alison is so worried that we are just going to leave our stuff and our car on the side of the road and go home without it. I'm trying to explain to a very sleepy 3 year old that the nice man with the big truck was going to load our truck on his and then take us, our stuff and our truck home.&lt;br /&gt;   I climbed into the truck with Alison and James brought me Porter who was all but asleep. Then he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;proceeded&lt;/span&gt; to get there seats out of the truck and  we buckled them in. The kids were nerves about leaving mommy's lap but I sat there and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;reassured&lt;/span&gt; them that they were sitting in there own &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;car set&lt;/span&gt; and that the guy with the big truck was just going to take us all home.&lt;br /&gt;   While the tow truck driver was loading the truck he noticed that it wasn't the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;transmission&lt;/span&gt; but that we were missing our transfer case entirely. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;apparently&lt;/span&gt; the transfer case for our 4 wheel drive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;snapped&lt;/span&gt; in half and then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;disintegrated&lt;/span&gt;. James says it "blows my mind" how that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt;. And we were off on our way home.&lt;br /&gt;   Porter by now is fully awake and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;totally&lt;/span&gt; excited to be riding in the big big truck. That was all he talked about for 10 minutes was the big big truck. He would say we are riding in the big big truck and then he would just laugh. At least he found joy in the $200 tow ride.  &lt;br /&gt;   We got the truck home without &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;incident&lt;/span&gt; after that and the tow truck driver was able to put the car in the driveway. Alison once again started to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;worry&lt;/span&gt; about all the stuff in the car and that her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;car seat&lt;/span&gt; was in the big truck. She wouldn't go to bed tell we had everything in the house safe and sound.&lt;br /&gt;   So now where dose this leave us? Car less and not sure how much damage was done. Also we don't know the cost. James did find out that it would be about $1,000 at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;cheapest&lt;/span&gt; just for the transfer case. And like I said we don't know the extent of the damage.&lt;br /&gt;   James did have a good look out on it all though. He isn't to worried about the cost, I will just worry about that part and how to pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;  But for now my biggest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;concern&lt;/span&gt; is being without a car for an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;undetermined&lt;/span&gt; amount of time. O'well life happens and what can we do but except it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-6545927867327939154?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/6545927867327939154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=6545927867327939154' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/6545927867327939154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/6545927867327939154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2008/06/longest-night-ever.html' title='Longest night ever'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-68542843185296822</id><published>2008-06-07T10:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T10:38:21.758-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Christmas Present</title><content type='html'>I know its early to be thinking about Christmas but we just can't help but think about it this year. We will be getting a very special christmas present, a new baby. Our kids are so excited. Expcialy Alison, she talk about the baby every day. And asks all the time if it is almost chirstmas time yet because Santa needs to bring her new baby sister to her.  Now we don't know if we are having a boy or a girl but Alison is sure its a sister. Everytime we are in the store and she sees something for a baby girl she tells me "O'mom my baby sister would look so cute in that." She has also told me that her sister is going to like pink just like she dose. Well I hope she isn't to diapointed if we get a boy instead of a girl. Our due date is December 22,2008!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-68542843185296822?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/68542843185296822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=68542843185296822' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/68542843185296822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/68542843185296822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2008/06/our-christmas-present.html' title='Our Christmas Present'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-643514709079638618</id><published>2008-05-29T16:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T16:26:16.795-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying in the sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SD8szmsz7oI/AAAAAAAAAJY/mcXaxdT4KLU/s1600-h/swingset+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205928959337033346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SD8szmsz7oI/AAAAAAAAAJY/mcXaxdT4KLU/s200/swingset+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SD8sz2sz7pI/AAAAAAAAAJg/mNmK6tjFDTQ/s1600-h/swingset+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205928963632000658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SD8sz2sz7pI/AAAAAAAAAJg/mNmK6tjFDTQ/s200/swingset+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SD8sz2sz7qI/AAAAAAAAAJo/2XXW-Ckpb94/s1600-h/swingset+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205928963632000674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SD8sz2sz7qI/AAAAAAAAAJo/2XXW-Ckpb94/s200/swingset+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SD8sz2sz7rI/AAAAAAAAAJw/sJwI91D2nSM/s1600-h/swingset+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205928963632000690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SD8sz2sz7rI/AAAAAAAAAJw/sJwI91D2nSM/s200/swingset+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SD8s0Gsz7sI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/t7JPPGPZ3Jc/s1600-h/swingset+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205928967926968002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SD8s0Gsz7sI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/t7JPPGPZ3Jc/s200/swingset+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Saterday we bought the kids a swing set. They have been in love with it.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-643514709079638618?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/643514709079638618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=643514709079638618' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/643514709079638618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/643514709079638618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2008/05/flying-in-sky.html' title='Flying in the sky'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SD8szmsz7oI/AAAAAAAAAJY/mcXaxdT4KLU/s72-c/swingset+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-8233134926236881883</id><published>2008-03-14T18:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T19:36:03.842-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Vacation</title><content type='html'>I know that just the titel should be scary enough to turn people off. And not want to read but this wasn't a typical family vacation. No inlaws no outlaws just James, the kids and I. O'yeah and the dog (he was better then the kids).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Over presedents day weekend we were able to go to St. George. Grandma Florance let us use her condo down there for 4 days and we were able to go to Zions and Bryce National Parks. Alison and Porter had so much fun they were such troopers on all our walks and enjoyed every minute of being out doors and with mom and dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177761004579034482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/R9saM2HNlXI/AAAAAAAAAIs/kCJCWK43ZxU/s200/Zion%27s%26Bryce+Feb+2008+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daddy, Alison, &amp;amp; Porter on our one mile walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177761047528707474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/R9saPWHNlZI/AAAAAAAAAI8/hI_xdepF-vM/s200/Zion%27s%26Bryce+Feb+2008+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ceaser loved all the car rides.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177761038938772866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/R9saO2HNlYI/AAAAAAAAAI0/_K6qrw1A5ZA/s200/Zion%27s%26Bryce+Feb+2008+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Zoin's National Park&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177761051823674786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/R9saPmHNlaI/AAAAAAAAAJE/xh5hM1XalnU/s200/Zion%27s%26Bryce+Feb+2008+128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ceaser, Porter, &amp;amp; Alison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177761060413609394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/R9saQGHNlbI/AAAAAAAAAJM/8Nc8Mpg5QbE/s200/Zion%27s%26Bryce+Feb+2008+225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bryce Canyon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-8233134926236881883?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/8233134926236881883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=8233134926236881883' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/8233134926236881883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/8233134926236881883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2008/03/family-vacation.html' title='Family Vacation'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/R9saM2HNlXI/AAAAAAAAAIs/kCJCWK43ZxU/s72-c/Zion%27s%26Bryce+Feb+2008+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-4664698547933412974</id><published>2008-01-21T20:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T20:08:54.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want Pizza!!</title><content type='html'>Tonight started out like any other night. Daddy gets home from work and we start our sogga of trying to figure out what to have for dinner. Now in the last week we have had ham, ham, and o'yeah more ham. I didn't want leftovers again tonight. James and I are sitting in the living room trying to dicide what to have. When Porter who was sitting on the couch readding a book says, "I Want Pizza!" James asked him what do you want? "I want Pizza!" Porter just went on and on about how he wanted pizza! All said and done we ended up having Little Ceaser Pizza for dinner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-4664698547933412974?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/4664698547933412974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=4664698547933412974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/4664698547933412974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/4664698547933412974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-want-pizza.html' title='I Want Pizza!!'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-5149581513014047314</id><published>2007-09-19T21:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T21:42:54.108-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lamest Bloger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RvHr-GE687I/AAAAAAAAAIk/1b8TNDko-wI/s1600-h/images[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112126504057893810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RvHr-GE687I/AAAAAAAAAIk/1b8TNDko-wI/s200/images%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the award gose to ME, Amber Johnson!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I would have to thank my children for this award. We all know that find a momment alone with kids is like asking your husband to put the seat on the toilet down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second I'd have to thank life in general. Whenever something good comes up I'm to busy to let anyone know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finaly it all comes down to the fact that I'm just lazy and thats all there is to it. I just would rather watch tv then be on the internet all day long. That and the fact that I never know what to say. I'm not crative like my &lt;a href="http://lordsofthemanor.blogspot.com/"&gt;sister-in-law &lt;/a&gt;who could come up with a blog about a paper clip and make it sould like a wonderfull life changing event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all I enjoy bloging when I can I just totaly suck at it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-5149581513014047314?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/5149581513014047314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=5149581513014047314' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/5149581513014047314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/5149581513014047314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2007/09/lamest-bloger.html' title='Lamest Bloger'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RvHr-GE687I/AAAAAAAAAIk/1b8TNDko-wI/s72-c/images%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-1583254404164071419</id><published>2007-08-29T22:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T22:22:20.262-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Alison's hair cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RtZFsI6rO6I/AAAAAAAAAIE/rL6a0J4XYyo/s1600-h/Oregon2007+134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104343852281183138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RtZFsI6rO6I/AAAAAAAAAIE/rL6a0J4XYyo/s200/Oregon2007+134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RtZFso6rO7I/AAAAAAAAAIM/FfQ0tHrgMTQ/s1600-h/Oregon2007+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104343860871117746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RtZFso6rO7I/AAAAAAAAAIM/FfQ0tHrgMTQ/s200/Oregon2007+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RtZFs46rO8I/AAAAAAAAAIU/KoqjopXncDs/s1600-h/Oregon2007+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104343865166085058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RtZFs46rO8I/AAAAAAAAAIU/KoqjopXncDs/s200/Oregon2007+133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RtZFto6rO9I/AAAAAAAAAIc/-WkwpYWTsvs/s1600-h/Oregon2007+131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104343878050986962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RtZFto6rO9I/AAAAAAAAAIc/-WkwpYWTsvs/s200/Oregon2007+131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a traumatic morning today. Alison has been in need of a hair cut for a long long time and finally today I just sat her down and cut it. She was acutely good about it once she learned that I wasn't going to buzz it off like I do to Daddy's and Porters hair. LOL! Anyway she loves it and so do I!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-1583254404164071419?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/1583254404164071419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=1583254404164071419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/1583254404164071419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/1583254404164071419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2007/08/alisons-hair-cut.html' title='Alison&apos;s hair cut'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RtZFsI6rO6I/AAAAAAAAAIE/rL6a0J4XYyo/s72-c/Oregon2007+134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-3579685684006093393</id><published>2007-07-28T09:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T10:27:05.472-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Next Da Vinci</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RqtsfyMVDWI/AAAAAAAAAH8/dfxRrcYC3Iw/s1600-h/Alison"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092283096977706338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RqtsfyMVDWI/AAAAAAAAAH8/dfxRrcYC3Iw/s200/Alison%27s+art+work+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alison decided to try her art skills yesterday while I was in the shower. Rather then using paper she used the Kitchen floor and her walls. I spent yesterday morning putting wall stickers up in the kid's room and Alison spent the afternoon drawing steams on the flowers and bug trails on the wall. In the kitchen she drew her hand, a heart, her foot, and what she told me is a bug. I was so frustrated with her yesterday but today I woke up and went to the kitchen and there on the floor was my little Da Vinci's work. It may not be the next Mona Lisa but to me it is worth so much more. I'm sad that I have to mop the floor today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RqtpoyMVDSI/AAAAAAAAAHc/W2X4WGaA3Hc/s1600-h/Alison"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092279953061645602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RqtpoyMVDSI/AAAAAAAAAHc/W2X4WGaA3Hc/s200/Alison%27s+art+work+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Alison's hand and heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RqtpoiMVDRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/k_6nC9BylMI/s1600-h/Alison"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092279948766678290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RqtpoiMVDRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/k_6nC9BylMI/s200/Alison%27s+art+work+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alison's foot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She told me today it was a crab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RqtpoSMVDQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/_oxSUG0vucU/s1600-h/Alison"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092279944471710978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RqtpoSMVDQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/_oxSUG0vucU/s200/Alison%27s+art+work+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alison's Bug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RqtrTSMVDTI/AAAAAAAAAHk/9r9CjMv7nTg/s1600-h/Alison"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092281782717713714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RqtrTSMVDTI/AAAAAAAAAHk/9r9CjMv7nTg/s200/Alison%27s+art+work+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RqtrTiMVDUI/AAAAAAAAAHs/vQZnAYg6cjI/s1600-h/Alison"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092281787012681026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RqtrTiMVDUI/AAAAAAAAAHs/vQZnAYg6cjI/s200/Alison%27s+art+work+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RqtrUCMVDVI/AAAAAAAAAH0/fGbrNeA1JE8/s1600-h/Alison"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092281795602615634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RqtrUCMVDVI/AAAAAAAAAH0/fGbrNeA1JE8/s200/Alison%27s+art+work+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alison's flowers and bugs that needed tails and stems. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I love my little artiest I have put her crayons up and moved all wall stickers out of her reach. But her wall will have the colored lines on them for the next 3 weeks since I can't wash the walls tell the paint has been on their for 30 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-3579685684006093393?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/3579685684006093393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=3579685684006093393' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/3579685684006093393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/3579685684006093393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2007/07/next-da-vinci.html' title='The Next Da Vinci'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RqtsfyMVDWI/AAAAAAAAAH8/dfxRrcYC3Iw/s72-c/Alison%27s+art+work+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-1562458157474401638</id><published>2007-06-24T20:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T21:05:49.884-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Rn8v3KxtWgI/AAAAAAAAAGk/uQ2fh4ONPVw/s1600-h/Grandmas+house+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079831529529367042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Rn8v3KxtWgI/AAAAAAAAAGk/uQ2fh4ONPVw/s200/Grandmas+house+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Rn8v3qxtWhI/AAAAAAAAAGs/z0pi_BqQo4U/s1600-h/Grandmas+house+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079831538119301650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Rn8v3qxtWhI/AAAAAAAAAGs/z0pi_BqQo4U/s200/Grandmas+house+110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Rn8v4KxtWiI/AAAAAAAAAG0/lt8v0FQ_hEs/s1600-h/Grandmas+house+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079831546709236258" style="WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="200" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Rn8v4KxtWiI/AAAAAAAAAG0/lt8v0FQ_hEs/s200/Grandmas+house+109.jpg" width="101" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Rn8wzKxtWjI/AAAAAAAAAG8/a1uvIWK4P64/s1600-h/Grandmas+house+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079832560321518130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Rn8wzKxtWjI/AAAAAAAAAG8/a1uvIWK4P64/s200/Grandmas+house+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just use this blog to post pictures of my kids. But they are so stinken cute. I took theis pictures in Idaho when we went to the Pocattello Zoo. There weren't very many animals there but the senery for pictures was great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/6975130217151464685-1562458157474401638?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/1562458157474401638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=1562458157474401638' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/1562458157474401638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/1562458157474401638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2007/06/kids.html' title='Kids'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Rn8v3KxtWgI/AAAAAAAAAGk/uQ2fh4ONPVw/s72-c/Grandmas+house+107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-7898662629478776930</id><published>2007-06-20T20:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T20:59:39.143-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun Babies!</title><content type='html'>We bought the kids a pool to try and beat off the summer heat. The kids love to play in it. Porter will walk around the outside of the pool for about 30 minutes befor he gets up the courage to get in. He is so funny. About the time Porter is getting in Alison wants to get out. Kids will be kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RnnoyqxtWaI/AAAAAAAAAF0/487jshH6Av8/s1600-h/Kids+259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078346012010830242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RnnoyqxtWaI/AAAAAAAAAF0/487jshH6Av8/s200/Kids+259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RnnozKxtWbI/AAAAAAAAAF8/0c51bmDIp5g/s1600-h/Kids+262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078346020600764850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RnnozKxtWbI/AAAAAAAAAF8/0c51bmDIp5g/s200/Kids+262.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RnnozqxtWcI/AAAAAAAAAGE/XZGOfTB3OOY/s1600-h/Kids+261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078346029190699458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RnnozqxtWcI/AAAAAAAAAGE/XZGOfTB3OOY/s200/Kids+261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Rnnn_6xtWYI/AAAAAAAAAFk/T5KZQIpwN-8/s1600-h/Kids+255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078345140132469122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/Rnnn_6xtWYI/AAAAAAAAAFk/T5KZQIpwN-8/s200/Kids+255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RnnoAaxtWZI/AAAAAAAAAFs/se91zhwJBvw/s1600-h/Kids+256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078345148722403730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RnnoAaxtWZI/AAAAAAAAAFs/se91zhwJBvw/s200/Kids+256.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/6975130217151464685-7898662629478776930?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/7898662629478776930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=7898662629478776930' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/7898662629478776930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/7898662629478776930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2007/06/sun-babies.html' title='Sun Babies!'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RnnoyqxtWaI/AAAAAAAAAF0/487jshH6Av8/s72-c/Kids+259.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-3109084160599718593</id><published>2007-04-06T10:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T10:58:46.684-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo Day</title><content type='html'>While Grandma and Grandpa were here from Oregon we took them to the zoo. Alison loved showing grandma, pappa, and Uncle Nathen the Elephants, Rinos, Giraffe, Zebras, and Monkeys. Heres some fun pictures of that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RhZ4SZ8hSZI/AAAAAAAAAE0/e3newQaPytY/s1600-h/zoo+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050356289740294546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RhZ4SZ8hSZI/AAAAAAAAAE0/e3newQaPytY/s200/zoo+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma and Pappa with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RhZ3_Z8hSWI/AAAAAAAAAEc/UByq8S4XMDY/s1600-h/zoo+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050355963322780002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RhZ3_Z8hSWI/AAAAAAAAAEc/UByq8S4XMDY/s200/zoo+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Giraffe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RhZ3_p8hSXI/AAAAAAAAAEk/bRjjun0wtc0/s1600-h/zoo+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050355967617747314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RhZ3_p8hSXI/AAAAAAAAAEk/bRjjun0wtc0/s200/zoo+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porter possing with the tigers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RhZ4AJ8hSYI/AAAAAAAAAEs/TUIS6q9LSyM/s1600-h/zoo+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050355976207681922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RhZ4AJ8hSYI/AAAAAAAAAEs/TUIS6q9LSyM/s200/zoo+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison possing with the wagon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RhZ3HZ8hSUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/s5eE5xBp9sA/s1600-h/zoo+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050355001250105666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RhZ3HZ8hSUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/s5eE5xBp9sA/s200/zoo+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Elephant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RhZ3Hp8hSVI/AAAAAAAAAEU/8pavujNmcow/s1600-h/zoo+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050355005545072978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RhZ3Hp8hSVI/AAAAAAAAAEU/8pavujNmcow/s200/zoo+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rinos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RhZ2np8hSTI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ySRcAn1TKAo/s1600-h/zoo+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050354455789259058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RhZ2np8hSTI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ySRcAn1TKAo/s200/zoo+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison, Uncle Nathen, and Porter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6975130217151464685-3109084160599718593?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/3109084160599718593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=3109084160599718593' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/3109084160599718593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/3109084160599718593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2007/04/zoo-day.html' title='Zoo Day'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RhZ4SZ8hSZI/AAAAAAAAAE0/e3newQaPytY/s72-c/zoo+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-7815304830142594782</id><published>2007-04-06T09:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T11:02:47.021-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The new Floor</title><content type='html'>I'm so in love with my new floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050345401998199010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RhZuYp8hSOI/AAAAAAAAADc/NDYqD2NSl2I/s200/Kids+223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The kids love to clean the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050345672581138674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RhZuoZ8hSPI/AAAAAAAAADk/K7O5qpCbXss/s200/Kids+225.jpg" border="0" /&gt; James got all the molding in. Dosen't it look so good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the bathroom. We aren't quite done yet. The blue tape won't be staying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RhZvM58hSRI/AAAAAAAAAD0/LOgrYccaWkY/s1600-h/Kids+231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050346299646363922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RhZvM58hSRI/AAAAAAAAAD0/LOgrYccaWkY/s200/Kids+231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our new bar light and mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RhZu658hSQI/AAAAAAAAADs/f044exm-kz4/s1600-h/Kids+230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050345990408718594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RhZu658hSQI/AAAAAAAAADs/f044exm-kz4/s200/Kids+230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The new sink and towl rack. Also part of the new cabnet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050346570229303586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RhZvcp8hSSI/AAAAAAAAAD8/eQezx_eMc8w/s200/Kids+233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The new crown molding and shower curten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-7815304830142594782?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/7815304830142594782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=7815304830142594782' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/7815304830142594782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/7815304830142594782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-floor.html' title='The new Floor'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RhZuYp8hSOI/AAAAAAAAADc/NDYqD2NSl2I/s72-c/Kids+223.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-3244480176896141176</id><published>2007-02-16T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T22:07:38.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids say the darndest things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RdaJ9xaTGPI/AAAAAAAAACU/jxlJATOD5Kg/s1600-h/Kids+157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032361327961774322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RdaJ9xaTGPI/AAAAAAAAACU/jxlJATOD5Kg/s200/Kids+157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RdaI6haTGOI/AAAAAAAAACM/eHIGFzfsJP8/s1600-h/Kids+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you seen the show "Kids say the Darnedest things?" Alison could be one of those kids on that show. I wonder how someone as young as two could have so much to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew we were in trouble when at ten months Alison's first word was go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Here is a top ten things she has ever said for your reading enjoyment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Stinky Butt has now become Porters name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9.   When we first had Porter she would call him Porker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.   Theirs Alison's Walmart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.    Daddy can fix it. (It doesn't mater what it is.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.   Helicopters are Hopper coopers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.   Stupid Ceases is now the dogs name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.   What dose Alison want Mommy? What dose Alison want?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.    She always calls herself Alison. Everything is in the third person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.   No mommy you don't!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.   She asked my mom for a gram cracker but that's not what it sounded like!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay tuned for more top 10's to come. And mommy watch what you say when little ears are around.&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/6975130217151464685-3244480176896141176?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/3244480176896141176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=3244480176896141176' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/3244480176896141176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/3244480176896141176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2007/02/kids-say-darndest-things.html' title='Kids say the darndest things'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RdaJ9xaTGPI/AAAAAAAAACU/jxlJATOD5Kg/s72-c/Kids+157.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-342359628272675598</id><published>2007-02-16T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T21:21:09.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MMM Cake!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032345750115391570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RdZ7zBaTGFI/AAAAAAAAAAk/GCPRChZCXBQ/s200/Kids+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to believe that my little baby boy is one! The weekend before Porters birthday we were at my moms house. They weren't going to be able to come for Porters party in Salt Lake so we had one for him there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never tried coffee but I wonder if it would have the same affect on me that 2 small pieces of cake had on him. He got done with his cake and just started bouncing up and down, and shaking his head back and forth really really fast. We were all just laughing at him. I'm sure if I were to try coffee I would be having the same problem of literally bouncing off the walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                               &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032164983531837506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RdXXZBaTGEI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iPVvrfrPf4g/s200/Kids+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                                  MMMM CAKE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032345758705326178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RdZ7zhaTGGI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UEJSazsU1Tw/s200/Kids+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Grandma and Grandpa gave Porter a V-Tec bug that sorts shapes. He and Alison both love it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032345763000293490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RdZ7zxaTGHI/AAAAAAAAAA0/WwYfB5zUNTI/s200/Kids+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In an attempt to teach Alison about the true spirt of giving I had her get Porter a movie. Not sure she caught on but when she wants to watch it she will ask to watch Porters birthday Tales (Veggie Tales).&lt;/p&gt;   Here are some pictures of the party we had here in Salt Lake for Porter on his Birthday. His Aunt Mary, Uncle Matt, and Uncle Jeff all came to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032351436652091586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RdaA-BaTGMI/AAAAAAAAABc/8-C4O1dD5cw/s200/Kids+138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                   One of theis days I'm going to take a cake decorating class.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032348786657269922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RdZ-jxaTGKI/AAAAAAAAABM/AE7WJaeMtZY/s200/Kids+141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Porter wanted the candle so bad. Alison was just waiting for us to finish singing she wanted to blow the candle out. And James had to just sit and hold porters hands down so he didn't get hut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032348778067335314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RdZ-jRaTGJI/AAAAAAAAABE/boe1JjI63VA/s200/Kids+125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After Porters chair was unwrapped he didn't care about anything else, so Alison ended up doing it for him. She didn't mind because she was feeling a little left out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032348790952237234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RdZ-kBaTGLI/AAAAAAAAABU/j9gQOm3JRYA/s200/Kids+126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                               &lt;strong&gt;All hail King Porter!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-342359628272675598?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/342359628272675598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=342359628272675598' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/342359628272675598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/342359628272675598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2007/02/mmm-cake.html' title='MMM Cake!'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/RdZ7zBaTGFI/AAAAAAAAAAk/GCPRChZCXBQ/s72-c/Kids+086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975130217151464685.post-3101575877767150690</id><published>2007-02-15T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T21:21:46.600-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peer Pressure'/><title type='text'>Peer Pressure</title><content type='html'>My sister-in-law Jennifer has been pressuring me and pressuring me to get my own blog up here. Well now I have to say that I have caved. Yes I feel heart sick about caving to peer pressure. I'm sure though if you had heard the phone calls from my loving sister Jennifer you would give in as well. Here's a sample of what went on during that fatal call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"RING RING"&lt;br /&gt;Amber: Hello&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer: Hey&lt;br /&gt;Amber: Hi How are you?&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer: Good. How Are you?&lt;br /&gt;Amber: Doing all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes of small talk exchanging story's of what Alison did to make Porter cry this time and what Taryn did in the potty. She would sink in the pressure like so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer: So when are you going to get a blog?&lt;br /&gt;Amber: I'm not sure I'm ready for that kind of commitment to the Internet yet.&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer: Come on you know you want to.&lt;br /&gt;Amber: No thank you. I'll just stick to my million of pictures on yahoo and my spam emails.&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer: Blogging is so much fun. And its so much easier then spam emails.&lt;br /&gt;Amber: But I know how to send spam email and how to post my pictures to yahoo its so simple.&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer: But with blogging you can do all that and its user friendly to the two of us that still use dial up.&lt;br /&gt;Amber: You should just get dsl and then we could both be happy.&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer: Come on Amber you know your dream in life is to be exactly like me.&lt;br /&gt;Amber: Well that may be true, but not with this blog thing it just doesn't seem right to me.&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer: Would you just join the blog already. So that you and I can go back to just bragging about our kids and cussing our dogs.&lt;br /&gt;Amber: We'll see&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer: I'm not getting off the phone till you say you will put a blog up.&lt;br /&gt;Amber: All right! All right! I give in you win I'll join.&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer: Woohoo welcome to the dark side.&lt;br /&gt;Amber: Well I guess I better go so that I can get this blog up and running. Talk to you later&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer: I'll just keep calling and bugging you if you don't get it done.&lt;br /&gt;Amber: I'm going! I'm going! Bye.&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer: Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the things my parents toughed me about peer pressure and not giving into it went out the window with that phone call. I am weak! Mom and Dad please forgive me for the fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Authors disclaimer&lt;br /&gt;Some of this phone call was added for the reading pleasure of her readers and may not have ever happened. But hey they make a good story. And to quote Jim Johnson (my father-in-law) "Don't let the truth get in the way of a good story."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975130217151464685-3101575877767150690?l=johnsonbabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/feeds/3101575877767150690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975130217151464685&amp;postID=3101575877767150690' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/3101575877767150690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975130217151464685/posts/default/3101575877767150690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsonbabies.blogspot.com/2007/02/peer-pressure.html' title='Peer Pressure'/><author><name>Amber  and James Johnson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812916841515097077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gzc0w0GMtA/SuUY7zQKUWI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YDvLDsgadyA/S220/Oregon+222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
