<?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-2055194607640070049</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:47:40.622-07:00</updated><category term='Welcome to our Blog'/><title type='text'>McEwan Clan</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcewanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2055194607640070049/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcewanfam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>McEwan Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07523361446851696595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2055194607640070049.post-7911175919737617861</id><published>2009-08-04T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T13:27:17.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I guess it's time to update the blog. I've really been slacking lately! We all love summer here in the McEwan house. Lazy mornings and some days we don't even get dressed. It's the best. Too bad school is starting in just a couple more weeks!! Yuck, I'm not looking forward to homework and early morning. Did I mention all my kids are late sleepers and I've enjoyed sleeping past 10 am almost every morning since summer began? Yep, that right, 10 am....sometimes even later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so we started summer with a fun trip to St. George to visit with John sister. We stayed a few days and had lots of fun. We went to a fun water park, where Aidan learned how to aim and direct the water source right at me!!! Man he was good at it. Luckily it was soooo hot and it felt really good. All of us eventually ended up in the water and had fun trying to get all the kids soaked. We also visited he Washington County museum, which was FREE, yeah, and actually really fun. It had some of the coolest things and some of he best displays I've seen at any local mueum. It was really cool teaching Kinzie a little more about history, which I love, and she's showing an interest in. Other than that we mostly stayed at their house and played. We learned how fun Rock Band was and as soon as we got home we went and got Guitar Hero, world tour. The kids have been loving it and we've formed a little family band. Kinz rocks at the guitar!! Of course Andi loves to sing and often takes the mic away from anyone who happens to be using it. Did I mention she's spoiled?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnYfZZEk8I/AAAAAAAAANU/NZY45k0vzes/s1600-h/Mykin+summer+%2709,+st.+george,+etc.+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366558464892244930" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnYfZZEk8I/AAAAAAAAANU/NZY45k0vzes/s200/Mykin+summer+%2709,+st.+george,+etc.+112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnYeHbdu4I/AAAAAAAAAM8/n3Aa3fZNMg4/s1600-h/Mykin+summer+%2709,+st.+george,+etc.+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366558442890574722" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnYeHbdu4I/AAAAAAAAAM8/n3Aa3fZNMg4/s200/Mykin+summer+%2709,+st.+george,+etc.+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnYeiecmvI/AAAAAAAAANE/G6gVz2U8kUU/s1600-h/Mykin+summer+%2709,+st.+george,+etc.+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366558450150841074" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnYeiecmvI/AAAAAAAAANE/G6gVz2U8kUU/s200/Mykin+summer+%2709,+st.+george,+etc.+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnXRjVKQ5I/AAAAAAAAAMk/iaacC67ljg4/s1600-h/Mykin+summer+%2709,+st.+george,+etc.+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366557127530398610" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnXRjVKQ5I/AAAAAAAAAMk/iaacC67ljg4/s200/Mykin+summer+%2709,+st.+george,+etc.+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnXRFi-vqI/AAAAAAAAAMc/IIaBhaOSmP0/s1600-h/Mykin+summer+%2709,+st.+george,+etc.+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366557119535300258" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnXRFi-vqI/AAAAAAAAAMc/IIaBhaOSmP0/s200/Mykin+summer+%2709,+st.+george,+etc.+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnXQkVq9fI/AAAAAAAAAMU/NwXRKuzBz5A/s1600-h/Mykin+summer+%2709,+st.+george,+etc.+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366557110621107698" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnXQkVq9fI/AAAAAAAAAMU/NwXRKuzBz5A/s200/Mykin+summer+%2709,+st.+george,+etc.+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear I thought summer weather would never get here!! It rained most of June. We tried hitting the air show at hill airfoce base and it POURED rain and soaked all of us, except the baby who was snug in his stroller all covered up. It also happened to be during the best show of the day. We did manage to watch it after all. We walked back to the car to leave and ended up watching it from there after the weather cleared up.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next weekend we headed to Lagoon for a company party. I'd learned my lesson by then and packed everyone their own umbrella and a plastic cover for the stroller. Good thing too, since it POURED!! We ended up standing under an awning and waiting it out. It turned out to be a fun day after all after he weather calmed. It was still wet,but not too bad. Aidan took his first ride on an upside down roller coaster!! He had a blast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We hit the 4t of july parade in Provo and it was fun except for the rain. It rained off and on, and then finally cleared up and became hot!!! The kids had fun and I guess that's what really counts, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnXSWyQpSI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Z_jM8vwcqn4/s1600-h/Mykin+summer+%2709,+st.+george,+etc.+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366557141342659874" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnXSWyQpSI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Z_jM8vwcqn4/s200/Mykin+summer+%2709,+st.+george,+etc.+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnXR2cVBDI/AAAAAAAAAMs/RUfD_QJTCsA/s1600-h/Mykin+summer+%2709,+st.+george,+etc.+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366557132660737074" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnXR2cVBDI/AAAAAAAAAMs/RUfD_QJTCsA/s200/Mykin+summer+%2709,+st.+george,+etc.+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnYfg4NBYI/AAAAAAAAANc/1Wszlv2_CyE/s1600-h/Mykin+summer+%2709,+st.+george,+etc.+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366558466901869954" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnYfg4NBYI/AAAAAAAAANc/1Wszlv2_CyE/s200/Mykin+summer+%2709,+st.+george,+etc.+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnYe_4EGPI/AAAAAAAAANM/cnA7uC1Bkjo/s1600-h/Mykin+summer+%2709,+st.+george,+etc.+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366558458042915058" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnYe_4EGPI/AAAAAAAAANM/cnA7uC1Bkjo/s200/Mykin+summer+%2709,+st.+george,+etc.+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We visited St. George again in the middle of July. John's step-mom was there with the whole family from Pheonix and we wanted to say hi. This time it was REALLY HOT!! We mostly staying indoors, except for a crazy trip to the water park, which we realized wasn't such a great plan since all the kids were burning their feet and were really flushed. So we went home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnftD45RsI/AAAAAAAAANk/W8iALIxtCjI/s1600-h/Mykin+summer+%2709,+st.+george,+etc.+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366566396219705026" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnftD45RsI/AAAAAAAAANk/W8iALIxtCjI/s200/Mykin+summer+%2709,+st.+george,+etc.+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/Snnftg2KJTI/AAAAAAAAANs/URaM4JQek7E/s1600-h/Mykin+summer+%2709,+st.+george,+etc.+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366566403992855858" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/Snnftg2KJTI/AAAAAAAAANs/URaM4JQek7E/s200/Mykin+summer+%2709,+st.+george,+etc.+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/Snnft2cRlwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Z1FhhzLxtkE/s1600-h/Mykin+summer+%2709,+st.+george,+etc.+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366566409789871874" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/Snnft2cRlwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Z1FhhzLxtkE/s200/Mykin+summer+%2709,+st.+george,+etc.+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andi's b-day was July 22nd. She cried when we sang to her. It was too cute. We went to the zoo to celebrate and had a blast, this time it didn't rain, but was extremely hot. My whole family went and we all had fun. I had too much fun decorating her little cake and it actually turned out kind of cute. Yay, me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/Snnfuz-4jqI/AAAAAAAAAOE/4GU2pGmq_EY/s1600-h/Mykin+summer+%2709,+st.+george,+etc.+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366566426309594786" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/Snnfuz-4jqI/AAAAAAAAAOE/4GU2pGmq_EY/s200/Mykin+summer+%2709,+st.+george,+etc.+100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/Snnh4u-ICcI/AAAAAAAAAOs/82wviSKHTNI/s1600-h/Andi+2nd+b-day,+hogle+zoo+09+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366568795786185154" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/Snnh4u-ICcI/AAAAAAAAAOs/82wviSKHTNI/s200/Andi+2nd+b-day,+hogle+zoo+09+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/Snnh3mZ9OxI/AAAAAAAAAOU/o9g1ko2RL-I/s1600-h/Andi+2nd+b-day,+hogle+zoo+09+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366568776307129106" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/Snnh3mZ9OxI/AAAAAAAAAOU/o9g1ko2RL-I/s200/Andi+2nd+b-day,+hogle+zoo+09+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/Snnh4PAB1tI/AAAAAAAAAOk/FmQHp7NKkK8/s1600-h/Andi+2nd+b-day,+hogle+zoo+09+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366568787204232914" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/Snnh4PAB1tI/AAAAAAAAAOk/FmQHp7NKkK8/s200/Andi+2nd+b-day,+hogle+zoo+09+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnkwiqWF1I/AAAAAAAAAO8/o2g1IthI0ZI/s1600-h/Andi+2nd+b-day,+hogle+zoo+09+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366571953577924434" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnkwiqWF1I/AAAAAAAAAO8/o2g1IthI0ZI/s200/Andi+2nd+b-day,+hogle+zoo+09+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnkwcA-wDI/AAAAAAAAAO0/jsJnRRA6nuc/s1600-h/Andi+2nd+b-day,+hogle+zoo+09+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366571951793815602" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnkwcA-wDI/AAAAAAAAAO0/jsJnRRA6nuc/s200/Andi+2nd+b-day,+hogle+zoo+09+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kinzie celebrated her b-day at my dad's cabin. We were camping for a fam reunion and it happened to fall on her b-day. I tried to make it a special day by decorating the cabin and we brought a cake and her presents. I also made her wear a princess tiara so everyone would know it was a special day for her. I think I suceeded in making her day fun. Another little party with some friends is planned for this friday. Camping was fun all in all, but Andi was definitely done when it was time to leave. She was soooo tired and cranky. She is my little sleeper and definitely didn't get enough sleep. When we got home we put her down for a nap at 3 pm and she slept the whole night through until 10:30 the next morning!!!  We also played some interesting games of tetherball.....Note interesting.  It was hilarious. I still don't know how you beat me Court, you did suck.  I guess not quite as much as me though.=)  John knocked her on her butt though, so payback baby!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnkxUDOH2I/AAAAAAAAAPE/APuEeLC65qU/s1600-h/IMG_1013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366571966835597154" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnkxUDOH2I/AAAAAAAAAPE/APuEeLC65qU/s200/IMG_1013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnkyFO-2OI/AAAAAAAAAPU/3Lz-rDwKA7s/s1600-h/IMG_1026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366571980038265058" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnkyFO-2OI/AAAAAAAAAPU/3Lz-rDwKA7s/s200/IMG_1026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/Snnkx2bGR4I/AAAAAAAAAPM/8wgyDvX2_rU/s1600-h/IMG_1022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366571976062551938" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/Snnkx2bGR4I/AAAAAAAAAPM/8wgyDvX2_rU/s200/IMG_1022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnmvOHyD4I/AAAAAAAAAP0/aQQ3kufJ2Eo/s1600-h/IMG_1045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366574129907634050" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnmvOHyD4I/AAAAAAAAAP0/aQQ3kufJ2Eo/s200/IMG_1045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/Snnmu3fjnKI/AAAAAAAAAPs/76B3QI7r518/s1600-h/IMG_1032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366574123833334946" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/Snnmu3fjnKI/AAAAAAAAAPs/76B3QI7r518/s200/IMG_1032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnmuVRPseI/AAAAAAAAAPk/8I2lH2utS1s/s1600-h/IMG_1036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366574114646503906" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SnnmuVRPseI/AAAAAAAAAPk/8I2lH2utS1s/s200/IMG_1036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've spent the last couple days trying to recuperate and do laundry, my never ending chore. My b-day was yesterday and my hubby sent me some pretty flowers. He took me to dinner and when I got back the kids had decorated the house for me. It was really sweet. Don't I have the best kids ever?!!? That's all for now. We are all getting ready for back to school time. 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He is such a sweetie. He's loved to death here at the house between all the kids and dad and mom. He is such a good baby. He sleeps so well at night. About 5 hours between feedings. The only thing is he'll sometimes stay awake for 45 min. or so after eating. I'm trying to get him to break that habit. He loves to be held and cuddled which makes him a little fussy sometimes when I try to lay him down if he's not in a deep enough sleep. He does have a little bit of fussiness after eating. I hate it and don't know what to do for him. We've tried about every formula under the sun &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/ShxzpX1J59I/AAAAAAAAALc/9eoTVG-HI2E/s1600-h/IMG_0428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340270412763359186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/ShxzpX1J59I/AAAAAAAAALc/9eoTVG-HI2E/s320/IMG_0428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and he's on the Mylicon drops. He's still a tiny little monkey. I put on a 0-3 mo outfit for pictures and he was drowning in it! He is constanty losing his arms inside his jammies because they are so big on him. He's got dark brown almost black hair. At least for the time being. And he definitely looks like one of my kids. I can't really tell who he really looks like yet, but he definitely has the McEwan kids look. He really is a sweetheart. I can't believe he's going to be 3 weeks old already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We gave him his first bath in the baby tub on Sunday. We set it all up on the kitchen counter so the kids could watch. They all loved it and wanted a turn washing him. Of course I let them do it even though he was already &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/Shx0UsszlFI/AAAAAAAAALs/iYwbDeWPh1c/s1600-h/IMG_0375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340271157099861074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/Shx0UsszlFI/AAAAAAAAALs/iYwbDeWPh1c/s320/IMG_0375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;washed up. He didn't even cry! He just laid there and enjoyed it. I thought he'd actually fall asleep in the tub. What a cutie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all on my new baby boy. He doesn't do too much yet!=) We all love him and are so happy he's here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/Shx1ItSbvTI/AAAAAAAAAL8/9Uw2z5WVN30/s1600-h/IMG_0558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340272050610879794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/Shx1ItSbvTI/AAAAAAAAAL8/9Uw2z5WVN30/s320/IMG_0558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/Shx2L3ZBvnI/AAAAAAAAAMM/3R82vqubb_0/s1600-h/IMG_0560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340273204374126194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/Shx2L3ZBvnI/AAAAAAAAAMM/3R82vqubb_0/s320/IMG_0560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/Shx1IZMNFvI/AAAAAAAAAL0/rVJ5Wd2kwcc/s1600-h/IMG_0552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340272045216044786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/Shx1IZMNFvI/AAAAAAAAAL0/rVJ5Wd2kwcc/s320/IMG_0552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/Shx1IxooAhI/AAAAAAAAAME/AApBjNusTDo/s1600-h/IMG_0560.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/Shx1ItSbvTI/AAAAAAAAAL8/9Uw2z5WVN30/s1600-h/IMG_0558.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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/2055194607640070049-4476759729376956234?l=mcewanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcewanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4476759729376956234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2055194607640070049&amp;postID=4476759729376956234' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2055194607640070049/posts/default/4476759729376956234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2055194607640070049/posts/default/4476759729376956234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcewanfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/all-about-bryce.html' title='All about Bryce'/><author><name>McEwan Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07523361446851696595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/ShxyvMf0scI/AAAAAAAAALM/pw49d8UDGyA/s72-c/IMG_0455.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2055194607640070049.post-6835421514474260608</id><published>2009-05-22T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T16:00:13.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bryce Gordon is here!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/ShcrstsB85I/AAAAAAAAAKc/vkSms3MPQnI/s1600-h/IMG_0345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338783930449523602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/ShcrstsB85I/AAAAAAAAAKc/vkSms3MPQnI/s320/IMG_0345.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;div&gt;Hello everyone!! Brycie boy is here!!! And so totally adorably precious and gorgeous! What a sweetheart. I find the more babies I have the more I really appreciate them. They are the sweetest little things. Mostly because they can't talk back or fight with the others!=) They also have a sweet way of bringing the family closer as everyone gets used to them and wants to love them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was born May 8th at 2:59 pm. He weighed 6lbs 7 oz and was 17 inches. Although at his week check up he was 19, so maybe someone missed something. I guess they don't stretch them out as much as the doctor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the labor and delivery story....I went in for an amnio to make sure his lungs were all done at about 37 1/2 weeks, they'd been watching me for about 9 weeks due to low fluid. They didn't even do the amnio since the fluid was so low and he just sent me over to the hospital. They induced me and 3 hours later our little man was here. I have to say the worst part was getting the epidural since I had it done so quickly I didn't feel many contractions. They did have to do it 3 times though!!! AAAHHH!!! I forget how much it hurts to get...but much better I'm sure than delivering the little guy without it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's loved to pieces. Andi always wants to hold him and love him and doesn't like anyone we don't know to hold him. She got very upset when one of the nurses took him to the nursery for his first bath. She was a little pill the first 4 days home or so. Luckily we are getting through it and she's getting back to normal. Which isn't to say she is always a little angel.=) Terrible two's and all that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 days later I went back into the hospital and had my gallbladder taken out. I'm pretty sure this was the worst part of the whole thing. I was feeling great after delivery and then the surgery messed it all up. It's takes about a week and a half to feel better. Maybe not completely back to normal but better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily for me I have the best hubby ever. He's been home with me almost the whole two weeks since Bryce was born and has really helped me to feel better. I don't know what it'll be like when he goes back to work.=( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bryce is a good little sleeper at night, but I have a hard time getting him to stay asleep during the day. He likes to be held. Sounds just like my Aidan used to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had family pics done last night and I will post some when they come in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338785535249453026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/ShctKICJj-I/AAAAAAAAAKk/mqtFhKjS-aA/s320/IMG_0309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                     Daddy and his newest addition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338785554566347058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/ShctLP_p-TI/AAAAAAAAALE/5DBl3r6qTgA/s320/IMG_0317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                          Loving the baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338785546900529842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/ShctKzb-4rI/AAAAAAAAAK8/svgGBgp8PVs/s320/IMG_0318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                 Ian and Bryce....Ian LOVES holding bryce!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338785545609045218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/ShctKuoEZOI/AAAAAAAAAK0/BWGF_ar0TVQ/s320/IMG_0315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                    Big sister and her newest little brother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338785541530757970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/ShctKfbuq1I/AAAAAAAAAKs/PGknDM29zt8/s320/IMG_0313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        Aidan and his newest victim....hopefully he'll give hime some time befor the torture begins!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2055194607640070049-6835421514474260608?l=mcewanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcewanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6835421514474260608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2055194607640070049&amp;postID=6835421514474260608' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2055194607640070049/posts/default/6835421514474260608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2055194607640070049/posts/default/6835421514474260608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcewanfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/bryce-gordon-is-here.html' title='Bryce Gordon is here!!'/><author><name>McEwan Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07523361446851696595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/ShcrstsB85I/AAAAAAAAAKc/vkSms3MPQnI/s72-c/IMG_0345.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2055194607640070049.post-2995040483007266040</id><published>2009-02-26T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T08:26:26.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ian turned 5!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ian had a birthday on the 16th and is now 5 years old. We've been dreading this because of his booster shots. He's been talking and crying about them for six months. I took him in and though it won't be near as bad as he's expecting. My other kids didn't even make a peep. Well, I should've know better. This is Ian after all. He screamed!! I'm talking loud wailing high pitched screaming. It was really tramatic, FOR ME! I think he did permenant damage to my ear drums! Once it was all over he acted as if his legs were going to fall off or need to be amputated. Can anyone say, high drama? He complained for hours after. Seriously, I should have known better, last time he had a paper cut he carried on so much I literally thought it was bad enough to need stitches. (John was dealing with it and I hadn't seen it yet). So he had shots at one of my appointments so I though he would have fun at the kindergarten fair at the doctor's office and just have his check up. Little did I know they would have to prick his finger!! Let's just say it was another screaming fit. I am so glad that's all over and let us all pray that he never encounters any real trauma!&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SabAKu2HQ7I/AAAAAAAAAJU/-ztxcFUBJVU/s1600-h/IMG_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307140501508932530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SabAKu2HQ7I/AAAAAAAAAJU/-ztxcFUBJVU/s320/IMG_0104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SabALAqNLPI/AAAAAAAAAJc/OjjK0eeGm2s/s1600-h/IMG_0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307140506290826482" style="WIDTH: 327px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SabALAqNLPI/AAAAAAAAAJc/OjjK0eeGm2s/s320/IMG_0120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For his birthday we went to the Myan to celebrate with my family. I wasn't in the mood for a full blown birthday party. Of course we had to have an Indian Jones cake, and I was shocked to actually find one. It was pretty cool. So he had on all his Indy clothes and off we went. Court gave him a cowboy costume and the kid wanted to stop and the bathroom to change into it. We convinced him to wait until we made it home and can you guess the first thing he did. He did look cute though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SabALSgEd_I/AAAAAAAAAJk/kfoPKc0Cmvs/s1600-h/IMG_0123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307140511080151026" style="WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SabALSgEd_I/AAAAAAAAAJk/kfoPKc0Cmvs/s320/IMG_0123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SabA8Qx8YyI/AAAAAAAAAKU/oUoWzIhci_Y/s1600-h/IMG_0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307141352431837986" style="WIDTH: 683px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 321px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SabA8Qx8YyI/AAAAAAAAAKU/oUoWzIhci_Y/s320/IMG_0093.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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SabA7zk8d1I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/BQN8-XCVSlA/s1600-h/IMG_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307141344592688978" style="WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SabA7zk8d1I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/BQN8-XCVSlA/s320/IMG_0078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SabALiFSPNI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/kY6Z0yjhrns/s1600-h/IMG_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307140515262774482" style="WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SabALiFSPNI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/kY6Z0yjhrns/s320/IMG_0072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SabALaWF9HI/AAAAAAAAAJs/RR1Lhlbo2NM/s1600-h/IMG_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307140513185789042" style="WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SabALaWF9HI/AAAAAAAAAJs/RR1Lhlbo2NM/s320/IMG_0070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also finally made it up sledding! Yeah. I bought some snow pants I thought would fit over my huge belly, but they didn't quite make it. So I wore them anyway, undone. It was not fun. They kept falling off and I was constantly pulling them up. I also forgot how yucky it is to climb in the snow. With my big fat prego butt I was really just not loving it. So I finally made it up to where we were sledding and decided to just stand there and take pictures. I thought Ian would have grown out of his sledding issues, but little did I know. Nothing ever runs smoothly in my family, why would I think it would change now? He used to cry the whole time we went sledding. This was a couple of years ago when he was about 2. I thought he'd be better. But all he did was complain about the snow in his coat. He went down on the sled once and complained about the snow in his face! Finally we just ignored him and he ended up just sitting in the snow and making snow angels. Although he did like the fact the snow was so deep it was almost up to his waist. Of course our actual baby did great. She loved being outside and John just pulled her along on the sled. She didn't really love going down the hill, but had fun in the snow anyway. And what a cute &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SabA8ZuqjuI/AAAAAAAAAKM/eAu1K1m-Oz4/s1600-h/IMG_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307141354834005730" style="WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SabA8ZuqjuI/AAAAAAAAAKM/eAu1K1m-Oz4/s320/IMG_0090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;little snow bunny&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SabA8M3BhCI/AAAAAAAAAKE/28h6TduauMA/s1600-h/IMG_0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307141351379403810" style="WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SabA8M3BhCI/AAAAAAAAAKE/28h6TduauMA/s320/IMG_0080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she made.&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/2055194607640070049-2995040483007266040?l=mcewanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcewanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2995040483007266040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2055194607640070049&amp;postID=2995040483007266040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2055194607640070049/posts/default/2995040483007266040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2055194607640070049/posts/default/2995040483007266040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcewanfam.blogspot.com/2009/02/ian-turned-5.html' title='Ian turned 5!!!!'/><author><name>McEwan Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07523361446851696595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SabAKu2HQ7I/AAAAAAAAAJU/-ztxcFUBJVU/s72-c/IMG_0104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2055194607640070049.post-5455195825300786736</id><published>2009-02-13T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T15:00:15.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year, new addition</title><content type='html'>Well everyone, it's a new year again.  I know I haven't been great at updating our blog.  This is the news for the McEwan family.  We found out in October that we were getting a new addition to the family!  It was our little surprise blessing.  We were a little shocked but are all adjusted and getting excited.  We found out it's another little boy and we are expecting him to join our home around May 26th.  We've had a lots of fun buying some new things and of course if you know me well you know I LOVE decorating, so I've been having a blast getting things for the babies room.  I'll post a pic when we actually get it put together.  He's going to be moving into Kinz's room and she's moving to the basement.  She's not real pleased with the deal but she'll adjust and we've decided Easter weekend is when the big move will happen.=)  We're keeping the baby's name a secret for now but we'll let you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andi's 18mo. now and getting so big.  She's a sweetheart and a joy still.  She loves following the "big kids" around the house and getting into everyone's stuff.  She's not too in love with the dogs, but who likes to get licked in the face everytime they turn around?  She know's what treats are and loves, loves, loves them.  Ice cream being one of her favs, good thing it's one of mommies pregnancy cravings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian is getting ready to turn 5 on the 16th!!!  What a big boy.  He's excited for school, but sad that he won't be able to play video games as much.=)  He's our monkey and often disguises himself as Indian Johnes, spiderman, or the hulk depended on his mood.  He once informed me when I called him Indy, that "you can just call me Dr. Jones."  He loves to say, "hold on to your potatoes!"  He still doesn't sleep!  At least he's mostly awake when I fall asleep at night, but yet still manages to go, go, go all day long!!!  He just got his shots and you'd think his legs were broken by the way he's acting.  He's full of drama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aidan is 7 and has lost 5 teeth.  He likes to pull them out without telling mom and dad and the toothfairy makes it late quite often.  He's our quiet teaser and loves to tease the kids, most especially Ian.  He really enjoyed terrifying him about his booster shots.  He's a stinker.  He's a smarty pants and loves to save his $$ taking it out to frequently count it.  What a goose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinz is 9!!!  Does this make anyone else feel old?  She just got her braces off and is now in retainers for the time being.  (She'll need another set when she's 12).  We've already had on garbage scare and had all the waitresses looking in the trash at IHOP.  Luckily we found them.  She's 9 going on 19.  She loves to go shopping and she has major attitude!!  But we love her through it anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the news for now.  I'll try to post more often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2055194607640070049-5455195825300786736?l=mcewanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcewanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5455195825300786736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2055194607640070049&amp;postID=5455195825300786736' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2055194607640070049/posts/default/5455195825300786736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2055194607640070049/posts/default/5455195825300786736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcewanfam.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-year-new-addition.html' title='New year, new addition'/><author><name>McEwan Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07523361446851696595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2055194607640070049.post-1392926316394827967</id><published>2008-08-22T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T08:57:02.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last day of summer and back to school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237370015937226738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="312" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SK7gR904Z_I/AAAAAAAAAH8/aqZ-SD-I2Lc/s320/DSCN1099.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SK7fPogMruI/AAAAAAAAAG0/VFrH1256AjU/s1600-h/DSCN1046.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SK7fQayH0PI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TpKf10uPKm8/s1600-h/DSCN1035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237368889838915826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SK7fQayH0PI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TpKf10uPKm8/s320/DSCN1035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a few days of fun before we headed back to school this fall. We finally made it camping! Yeah. We headed up good ole AF canyon and camped by the river. The kids had a ball looking for rocks and of course Aidan found and kept finding tons of snails. That boy could find a needle in a haystack...I'm serious. He finds the oddest things when we're out and about. Andi was a little pain in the backside. She really hated the first day and night. I think she was wondering what the heck we were doing there in the first place. I tried to keep her contained on a blanket, but of course being a McEwan child she had a mind of her own and her own agenda. She was off the &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SK7fkvhKfqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/4UwgRkF8KzA/s1600-h/DSCN1022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237369239002316450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SK7fkvhKfqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/4UwgRkF8KzA/s320/DSCN1022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;blanket every two seconds. And of course all the other kids were walking all over with muddy feet. Now I'm not too picky about dirt when we are camping, but talk about dirt. I couldn't &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SK7fPyryUKI/AAAAAAAAAG8/EVAGFVXLm-8/s1600-h/DSCN1050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237368879074922658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SK7fPyryUKI/AAAAAAAAAG8/EVAGFVXLm-8/s320/DSCN1050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;believe how filthy she could get, which in turn ends up on me since she cried about every other minute to be held. We even talked about going home after that first night. Thank goodness she got over most of it. The second day she was having a little more fun and even splashed in the water a bit. I was so glad since it took so much planning and effort just to get us there. Let me tell you as a mother of four, it's so not worth it for only one night!!! Way too much work. We might as well just stay home and watch movies. So I was glad we made it for the whole weekend. She even went to sleep well the second night. Only a little crying then it was out for the night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SK7fQZib1kI/AAAAAAAAAHM/gQI6d1xxjTo/s1600-h/DSCN1049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237368889504683586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SK7fQZib1kI/AAAAAAAAAHM/gQI6d1xxjTo/s320/DSCN1049.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanksgiving Point is doing this awesome $2 tuesday's in all of August. So the Tuesday before back-t0-school we headed over there for some fun. We went to the Children's Discovery gardens since we've never been there before. The kids had an awesome time and loved playing in the water. It was a perfect after work activity since it didn't take too lond and they had lots of fun. I think the bear cave was one of the favs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237370008149278290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SK7gRg0FvlI/AAAAAAAAAHs/dyheHMJujyU/s320/DSCN1094.JPG" width="7" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237370012849393858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SK7gRyUr0MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/vBSWYo8qkb8/s320/DSCN1112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237370004867977906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SK7gRUlxErI/AAAAAAAAAHk/liTd1LdAsE0/s320/DSCN1072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237370001352450642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SK7gRHfmYlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/jAH0PQEYJcY/s320/DSCN1066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday the kids headed back to school. Kinz is in 4th grade now and Aidan is starting 2nd. I can't believe how fast the babies grow. Aidan was shy and bashful and I walked with them the first day. Kinzie really didn't want me to, but it turned out she needed help finding where her class lined up at so it's a good thing I made it. They both looked so cute and grown up. Aidan is already giving me fits about getting up and today(friday, first week) told me he wasn't going to school. This is a common Aidan statement. You'd think he'd figure it out...somehow he seems to get there no matter what he tells me he's not going to do. We tried a 9 pm bedtime and I think we need to make it a little bit earlier for my not so moring person. The only problem is it's still light outside! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SK7g58XmItI/AAAAAAAAAIE/weoAHGLbuIc/s1600-h/DSCN1125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237370702740726482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SK7g58XmItI/AAAAAAAAAIE/weoAHGLbuIc/s320/DSCN1125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SK7g6MPSwJI/AAAAAAAAAIM/s2fH6NwupJU/s1600-h/DSCN1126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237370707000869010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SK7g6MPSwJI/AAAAAAAAAIM/s2fH6NwupJU/s320/DSCN1126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SK7g6Ere4GI/AAAAAAAAAIU/r3sQapYEZn8/s1600-h/DSCN1127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237370704971620450" style="WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SK7g6Ere4GI/AAAAAAAAAIU/r3sQapYEZn8/s320/DSCN1127.JPG" width="532" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Notice Kinzie's metal mouth!!  Isn't she cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's our last couple weeks in a nutshell. Hope you enjoyed.&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/2055194607640070049-1392926316394827967?l=mcewanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcewanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1392926316394827967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2055194607640070049&amp;postID=1392926316394827967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2055194607640070049/posts/default/1392926316394827967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2055194607640070049/posts/default/1392926316394827967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcewanfam.blogspot.com/2008/08/last-day-of-summer-and-back-to-school.html' title='last day of summer and back to school'/><author><name>McEwan Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07523361446851696595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SK7gR904Z_I/AAAAAAAAAH8/aqZ-SD-I2Lc/s72-c/DSCN1099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2055194607640070049.post-5136568999043127647</id><published>2008-08-02T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T22:24:51.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lots and lots of stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJVARXvL6XI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ulqPS665z9c/s1600-h/jcpenney+pics+March+%2708+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230157209434581362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJVARXvL6XI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ulqPS665z9c/s320/jcpenney+pics+March+%2708+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;August 2, 2008&lt;br /&gt;Well everyone, it's been forever and a day since I last posted. So much has happened. I'm sure if you are close friends and fam you know that the mcewan's have moved yet again!!! It wasn't our fault this time however. Our landlord we were renting our last house from went into forclosure....and decided not to let us even know about it. We found out by a lovely visitor with a certified letter arriving at our door. Needless to say what were we to do. Move. It was a blessing in disguise however. We found a beautiful home with lots of space in a neighboorhood we love. It's beautiful where we are and we have a gorgeous view. The kids have already met lots of kids to be friends with and we love it here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Our dog Rex bit a neighboor girl on her cheek the first day we were moved in!! He was tethered in back, which I've since learned is a dog owner no, no. The kids were taunting and throwing rocks and he was scared and snapped. It led to a few stiches and my sick stomach. We went back and forth for a week about wether or not to get rid of him. We knew we should, but it's hard to let go of a member of the family. We researched the cost of trying to get behavior training and decided we didn't have the time or money for it. Anyway we decided to hit the humane society hoping that they would give him more of a chance. I made John take him since I couldn't. Everyone there loved him and thought he was so cute. A random man was there having his cat put to sleep and decided on the spot to adopt Rex. Yeah!! I was so happy and John was thrilled to let me know that my puppy went to a good home with lots of land to run and play and two other dogs to keep him company. It made the transition a lot easier for me. I still miss him in my own way though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;We had a crazy month trying to put the house together. John chickened out on me and decided he needed to work 100 hours the week I was trying to get it all done.=) I ended up unpacking moving furniture and hanging all my stuff up on the walls by myself. I'm not near as good as John, but I managed and learned a few things by lots of trial and error. I'm also rather slow....next time John will not be so lucky. Hopefully that next time is at least 5 years in the future!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU74BBcsiI/AAAAAAAAAD8/KasLey3GLoU/s1600-h/DSCN0771.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230152375793922594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU74BBcsiI/AAAAAAAAAD8/KasLey3GLoU/s200/DSCN0771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU74MPSOpI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Kknt0doLhYk/s1600-h/DSCN0780.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230152378804746898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU74MPSOpI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Kknt0doLhYk/s200/DSCN0780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU75ErI3eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/qeiSNePLw1M/s1600-h/DSCN0805.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230152393953959394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU75ErI3eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/qeiSNePLw1M/s200/DSCN0805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU4Yea4B8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/7f7Oct8xwrQ/s1600-h/DSCN0800.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230148535394502594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU4Yea4B8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/7f7Oct8xwrQ/s200/DSCN0800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Aidan turned 7 on May 3rd. We went to the Childrens' museum in Salt Lake. They remodeled and moved into a new location since the last time we'd &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU5dVX1duI/AAAAAAAAADk/kFWQ8Rzvpi4/s1600-h/DSCN0771.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230149718376806114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU5dVX1duI/AAAAAAAAADk/kFWQ8Rzvpi4/s200/DSCN0771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;been. I almost think the old one was more fun...and less expensive. By the time we left I was crazy. Especially since everytime I turned around Ian was missing. He likes to wander. I wanted to strangle him. I finally had to tell him if he went missing again that we would have to leave and go home. That seemed to help. We also did a Transformer movie party for him with a few friends. He seemed to have fun, but had to be talked into doing a party at all. He is so shy. I finally had to call his school teacher and ask her to hand out the invites since they'd sat in Aidan's backpack for 4 days!!=) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU74cC9nWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/zkYB5nhsF0k/s1600-h/DSCN0786.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230152383048031586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU74cC9nWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/zkYB5nhsF0k/s200/DSCN0786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU74qBq1pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Yj4t07ysplY/s1600-h/DSCN0788.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230152386800703122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU74qBq1pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Yj4t07ysplY/s200/DSCN0788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU4Yg213MI/AAAAAAAAADE/j8nK2OGTGWI/s1600-h/july+pics+08...kinz+b-day+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230148536048671938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU4Yg213MI/AAAAAAAAADE/j8nK2OGTGWI/s200/july+pics+08...kinz+b-day+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;We went to Lagoon for John's work day. They had a power outage and let us know we could return by the end of month for free. So we waited about 45 minutes and the rides were all back on so we went to Lagoon twice for free within two weeks! The kids loved it and had so much fun. We got Kinz and Aidan on some roller coasters and they mostly loved them. Aidan is more of the daredevil, which was actually surprising to me since he is usually so quiet and shy of new things and places. John took the kids on RattleSnake Rapids, which I don't really like all that much so took the opportunity to "babysit" Andi. Ian didn't like it to sayt he least. He was soaked and crying when he came off. He also went in the haunted house with Kinz and Aidan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU4YoTOYTI/AAAAAAAAADM/Mq-KFPlYIK4/s1600-h/july+pics+08...kinz+b-day+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230148538046767410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU4YoTOYTI/AAAAAAAAADM/Mq-KFPlYIK4/s200/july+pics+08...kinz+b-day+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;John thought he'd be fine since we'd taken him the year before. I think the picture will speak for itself. Needless to say he wasn't thrilled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU8S81ehfI/AAAAAAAAAE8/xvseb6BGBPA/s1600-h/july+pics+08...kinz+b-day+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230152838526436850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU8S81ehfI/AAAAAAAAAE8/xvseb6BGBPA/s200/july+pics+08...kinz+b-day+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU8SQC_XhI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Y_FmMMIIo6U/s1600-h/july+pics+08...kinz+b-day+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230152826503519762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU8SQC_XhI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Y_FmMMIIo6U/s200/july+pics+08...kinz+b-day+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU4Yzu_v9I/AAAAAAAAADU/Z6bP9eOz1m0/s1600-h/Andi+birthday+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230148541116039122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU4Yzu_v9I/AAAAAAAAADU/Z6bP9eOz1m0/s200/Andi+birthday+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;ndi turned one on July 22nd. I can't believe she is so big already!!!!! Where does the time go. I look and her and think how is it possible to have such a beautiful baby? John lets me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU5d4Tit8I/AAAAAAAAADs/rO_jaNxkdLQ/s1600-h/Andi+birthday+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230149727754041282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU5d4Tit8I/AAAAAAAAADs/rO_jaNxkdLQ/s200/Andi+birthday+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;know that you couldn't have one any cuter!=) She is so sweet that I admit it makes me a little baby hungry for the next one....but......I love her so much and want to enjoy letting her be the baby for a little while longer. I had to prepared John for the fact that she will be even more spoiled that Ian was...and that's saying alot. We had a BBQ party for her and I think she had fun over all. She loved the cupcakes, and wouldn't actually pick it up by herself. I don't know what it is with the girls but both of them were over a year before actually putting food in their mouth by themselves. Andi will still only eat dry foods with her hands. She was a quick learner when opened the presents. She loves ripping paper!!! I can't believe she's one!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU81xII_UI/AAAAAAAAAFM/VBELfSXo9cI/s1600-h/Andi+birthday+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230153436678913346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU81xII_UI/AAAAAAAAAFM/VBELfSXo9cI/s200/Andi+birthday+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU82KQ1UrI/AAAAAAAAAFU/heZmcJd0Axs/s1600-h/Andi+birthday+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230153443426259634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU82KQ1UrI/AAAAAAAAAFU/heZmcJd0Axs/s200/Andi+birthday+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU4YwJofwI/AAAAAAAAADc/wYDTG5JLNDQ/s1600-h/july+pics+08...kinz+b-day+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230148540154019586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU4YwJofwI/AAAAAAAAADc/wYDTG5JLNDQ/s200/july+pics+08...kinz+b-day+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Kinzie also had her birthday. She decided on her actual birthday to go to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU5ePWfO0I/AAAAAAAAAD0/K6M93U8VE4Q/s1600-h/july+pics+08...kinz+b-day+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230149733940411202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU5ePWfO0I/AAAAAAAAAD0/K6M93U8VE4Q/s200/july+pics+08...kinz+b-day+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;zoo for the day. It was just our little fam and we all had lots of fun. We love to watch the animals. The penguins were out and swimming which was perfect since they're her favorite. We also took her to dinner at the Myan...which the kids really like. It was a fun day. Then the next day we had a little b-day party for her and a few friends. We did a spa theme and gave the girls manicures and pedicures. They had a facial and then had their make-up done. They all seem to have had lots of fun. It was even fun for mom. I love doing those things with my little girl...who always asks me to give her make-overs as something "fun" for us to do together.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU9JDV8pmI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ejMwgySDEyQ/s1600-h/july+pics+08...kinz+b-day+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU9JbVuYFI/AAAAAAAAAF8/F7r5AmRrCU0/s1600-h/july+pics+08...kinz+b-day+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230153774427693138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU9JbVuYFI/AAAAAAAAAF8/F7r5AmRrCU0/s200/july+pics+08...kinz+b-day+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU9JM6fV_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/EXbmgAX34Jw/s1600-h/july+pics+08...kinz+b-day+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230153770555365362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU9JM6fV_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/EXbmgAX34Jw/s200/july+pics+08...kinz+b-day+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU_oi6NoeI/AAAAAAAAAGM/M3BgmBB8vUM/s1600-h/Photo_073108_014.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230156508058984930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU_oi6NoeI/AAAAAAAAAGM/M3BgmBB8vUM/s200/Photo_073108_014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU_oziUC1I/AAAAAAAAAGU/7CW2LnEMlLg/s1600-h/Photo_073108_009.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230156512522144594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU_oziUC1I/AAAAAAAAAGU/7CW2LnEMlLg/s200/Photo_073108_009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU_oSeg45I/AAAAAAAAAGE/lXvkuHU4n4Q/s1600-h/Photo_073108_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230156503647839122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU_oSeg45I/AAAAAAAAAGE/lXvkuHU4n4Q/s200/Photo_073108_001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I'm just trying to settle down. It's been a crazy couple of months. We've been trying to find a weekend to get away to go camping and we've yet to have one open!! So hopefully in a couple weeks. I'm looking forward to school starting and more relaxing days chilling at home with Ian and Andi. It's alway hectic with homework and early mornings but I think this summer has been worse!=) Hopefully we can get Ian into a preschool a couple days a week. I think he will have a blast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Aidan went with John and my dad to a nascar race in Toole today. He had a blast. He is so technical and loves to ask questions so my dad had a great time explaining everything to him. The Goodyear lady actually gave him a tire off of one of the race cars as a souvenier. I was a little confused, but he's thrilled with it. We've decided to turn it into a little reading chair or maybe and outdoor swing so he can keep it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU_pM7IR7I/AAAAAAAAAGc/CoSNQgZSvUI/s1600-h/Photo_080208_004.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230156519337117618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU_pM7IR7I/AAAAAAAAAGc/CoSNQgZSvUI/s200/Photo_080208_004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU_pZyzcZI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ekQA3dAm2Tg/s1600-h/Photo_080208_035.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230156522791858578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJU_pZyzcZI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ekQA3dAm2Tg/s200/Photo_080208_035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;That's our last few months ina nutshell. I hope you've all enjoyed reading about our adventures and didn't get too tired of our novel. The kids are growing we are coping and everyones seems to be enjoying life. Love you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2055194607640070049-5136568999043127647?l=mcewanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcewanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5136568999043127647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2055194607640070049&amp;postID=5136568999043127647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2055194607640070049/posts/default/5136568999043127647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2055194607640070049/posts/default/5136568999043127647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcewanfam.blogspot.com/2008/08/august-2-2008-well-everyone-its-been.html' title='lots and lots of stuff'/><author><name>McEwan Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07523361446851696595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/SJVARXvL6XI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ulqPS665z9c/s72-c/jcpenney+pics+March+%2708+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2055194607640070049.post-3147673006348688353</id><published>2008-03-19T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T15:12:56.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lincoln Park and sickness</title><content type='html'>March 19, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Christmas I got John tickets to Lincoln Park, his fav band.  We went on the 8th.  It was so fun and was an awesome concert.  Except for John singing in my ear.  I figured I got to hear him all the time so I wanted to hear the concert.=) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've all been sick forever and a day.  I'm still working on getting over it and I've had it over two weeks now!!  Everyone in the house has had it and I'm about sick of snot and kids coughing in my face!=)  Good thing I love them.  It's a real wonder how mom's get sick every time one of the kids end up with something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John had his 28th b-day on the 10th.  He's getting old.  Wait can I say that?  I'm older!  AAAHHHH!!!!  We are so close to 30.  Remember when 30 felt like a lifetime away? He's a little bit of a party pooper and didn't want to do anything fun.  Can we count the concert?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andi's scooting all over the place and is just growing so fast!!!  Why does it take and eternity while you pregnant and a blink of an eye for them to grow up?  It's just not fair!!  She's still my princess.  I think I hear her now...so I'm checking out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye all!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2055194607640070049-3147673006348688353?l=mcewanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcewanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3147673006348688353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2055194607640070049&amp;postID=3147673006348688353' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2055194607640070049/posts/default/3147673006348688353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2055194607640070049/posts/default/3147673006348688353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcewanfam.blogspot.com/2008/03/lincoln-park-and-sickness.html' title='Lincoln Park and sickness'/><author><name>McEwan Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07523361446851696595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2055194607640070049.post-6986753417495291236</id><published>2008-03-04T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T11:22:04.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I forgot...</title><content type='html'>I completely forgot Kinzie's big month...She got her first orthodontal appliance!  It's an expander.  I think It's torture.  What a big girl.  She did so well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2055194607640070049-6986753417495291236?l=mcewanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcewanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6986753417495291236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2055194607640070049&amp;postID=6986753417495291236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2055194607640070049/posts/default/6986753417495291236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2055194607640070049/posts/default/6986753417495291236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcewanfam.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-forgot.html' title='I forgot...'/><author><name>McEwan Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07523361446851696595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2055194607640070049.post-3527188762383600835</id><published>2008-03-04T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T11:05:42.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy February, and stupid dogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/R82cq4RWu1I/AAAAAAAAACU/oFLJYNnHilk/s1600-h/DSCN0582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173963807392185170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/R82cq4RWu1I/AAAAAAAAACU/oFLJYNnHilk/s320/DSCN0582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/R82csYRWu4I/AAAAAAAAACs/6LeafDt5ej4/s1600-h/DSCN0679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173963833161988994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="289" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/R82csYRWu4I/AAAAAAAAACs/6LeafDt5ej4/s320/DSCN0679.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;March 4th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;What a crazy February we've had in the McEwan house. We had the usual Valentine's Day stuff of course with the kids need cards to hand out and mom procrastinating. I ran out the day before and couldn't find a single thing...stupid I know. I picked up pencils and thought the kids could make something to put with the. Kinzie threw a tizzy and I ran out again the night before. I finially found some at Target..Luckily they had one girl kind and one boy kind....which I grabbed the last of. Back home I went and the kids started putting them together. The only thing I could find for Aidan was Shrek...let's just say he wouldn't take them. So Kinzie did hers and Aidan ended up taking the pencils. What a mess. Next year I'll buy them in September like all normal people.=) Isn't that how early all the stores seem to stock things anymore?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Also Ian's Birthday hits on the 16th. We took him to Kangaroo Zoo which the kids loved and I thought was a rip off. Way too pricey and we couldn't even take our cake in with us!! Not enough tables as well. At least the kids had fun. Ian of course got tons of Thomas toys and a Thomas cake and had a blast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/R82crIRWu2I/AAAAAAAAACc/u1HsKIGNQtI/s1600-h/DSCN0620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173963811687152482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/R82crIRWu2I/AAAAAAAAACc/u1HsKIGNQtI/s320/DSCN0620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/R82csoRWu5I/AAAAAAAAAC0/r5wroPuhjSA/s1600-h/DSCN0588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173963837456956306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px" height="276" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/R82csoRWu5I/AAAAAAAAAC0/r5wroPuhjSA/s320/DSCN0588.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent...are still spending...a lot of time trying to settle in yet again another place. We're still unpacking and it's driving me nuts. Hopefully someday I'll finish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;And......out puppy chewed his tail off. Yes, you read it right. He has had a wound on his tail which we tried to keep bandaged. Once morning he'd chewed it off yet again. Since he flings blood around with the wound exposed I put him outside. I can't manage to bandage him myself, he's too bouncy and crazy with me. John brought home a cone for his head to keep him from getting to his tail and when we went out to get him he'd chewed off about 3 inches. Did anyone know a dog could even do that? I certainly didn't...or I wouldn't of left him alone. I felt really guilty. So $350 later he is still bandaged and driving me nuts. He had a cone for about 4 days and drove me nuts knocking things over. We bought a muzzle which make him lick his face raw and wipe blood all over the carpet. Anyone seeing a trend here? Anyway....now I just let him be and try my best to keep his mouth away from his bandaged tail. I've about had enough. Hopefully one day he'll grow out of stupid.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/R82crYRWu3I/AAAAAAAAACk/w4kufTkmBdQ/s1600-h/DSCN0651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173963815982119794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/R82crYRWu3I/AAAAAAAAACk/w4kufTkmBdQ/s320/DSCN0651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2055194607640070049-3527188762383600835?l=mcewanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcewanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3527188762383600835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2055194607640070049&amp;postID=3527188762383600835' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2055194607640070049/posts/default/3527188762383600835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2055194607640070049/posts/default/3527188762383600835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcewanfam.blogspot.com/2008/03/busy-february-and-stupid-dogs.html' title='Busy February, and stupid dogs'/><author><name>McEwan Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07523361446851696595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2ucWC7Oo5Qw/R82cq4RWu1I/AAAAAAAAACU/oFLJYNnHilk/s72-c/DSCN0582.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2055194607640070049.post-3515567902574976273</id><published>2008-02-07T20:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T20:47:43.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate moving</title><content type='html'>I hate moving!!!!!!!!!!  It stinks.  We moved last Saturday...again.  I hate it so much we've decided to stay more than a year this time.=)  We are getting pretty good at it though.  I've already unpacked a lot of the house.  I hate it being a mess.  I makes me feel like it's temporary.  I think we might be here to stay for awhile.  But then again...we say that everytime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andi just got shots today.  She took it like the little princess she is.  She cried only a little.  It was more hard on me.  You'd think after the 4th kid I'd be like "whatever".  It's actually the hardest one for me.  She's my angel.  Yes, she's the perfect baby.  She's sweet tempered and cute and happy and gorgeous.  She's got such dark hair and eyelashes and gorgeous brown eyes.  She was blowing raspberries at me today at the store and I'd do it back and she'd do it back to me.  What a sweetie.  I love her to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian told me he wants to be Thomas from now on.  I'm supposed to call him that.  I should ask him if he wants to move to sodor and sleep with the other "engines".=)  What a goofball.  His birthday is on the 16th.  We're having a Thomas party, a Thomas cake, and of course he's getting all Thomas gifts.  I don't have a clue what else I would get him.  He LOVES Thomas the Train.  That's all he's asked for.  Whenever we go to Wal-mart he has to "look at the Thomas stuff" in the toy section.  It's fun for him, but it takes forever!!!  I have to pry him away.  Today I asked if he wanted any Thomas presents for his birthday.  I told him if he didn't leave and come with me that he wouldn't get any presents.  That seemed to work....this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post pics soon....when I can find my camera!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2055194607640070049-3515567902574976273?l=mcewanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcewanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3515567902574976273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2055194607640070049&amp;postID=3515567902574976273' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2055194607640070049/posts/default/3515567902574976273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2055194607640070049/posts/default/3515567902574976273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcewanfam.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-hate-moving.html' title='I hate moving'/><author><name>McEwan Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07523361446851696595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2055194607640070049.post-408730879683276040</id><published>2008-01-11T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T21:26:46.193-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Welcome to our Blog'/><title type='text'>Hi Everyone</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey to all our friends and family! I decided it would be fun to do a blog. Now I've joined the ranks of most of my friends.=) It's January '08! Can you believe it? Time sure does fly...and not only when your having fun. Let's see, we're all doing well and everyone's growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinzie is now 8 1/2!! I can hardly believe my baby is so big. Sometimes it's surreal just talking to her. It's like talking to a mini adult.=) We are getting ready to embarke on a new journey. Kinzie's getting braces!! She's been to two orthodonist appointments and will have appliances on her teeth by the end of the month. It's something neither John or I have done so it's new for all of us and is definitely and experience. I'm sure she'll adjust after a period of adjustment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aidan is 6. He's closer to seven at this point. I can't believe what a big kid he is. He's growing up too fast. He's such a smarty pants and is doing excellent in school. He's been taking speech classes at school and is starting to do really well. He has made lots of progress socially and has made lots of friends and is coming out of his shell. Although today he did tell me he was "too embarrassed" to take Cheetos in his lunch. It took a few questions to figure out why. Apparently he is embarrassed because the bag has a Cheetah on it!! Can you believe that. We solved the problem however, since they are his favorite, buy buying a large bag instead and putting them in baggies.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian will be four in February!! He is bound and determined to become Thomas the Train. He wears blue, eats off blues plates and does whatever else he can. He's also been known to "toot" in the middle of stores, playgrounds wherever. He carries two trains with him all the time as extensions of his arms. Thomas and Lady....two trains in one of his favorite Thomas movies. I'm sure we own about every train available at this point. Although I notice they come out with new ones too frequently for my budget.=) He's enjoying making friends and just went to a friends home all by himself the other day. Now he wants to go there everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andi's now 5 1/2 months. She is such a sweetie. She smiles all the time and is starting to giggle at me when I talk to her instead of needind tickles to coax them out. She is teething and drooling, but not being fussy....lucky me. She just likes to make the "bitter beer face" by sucking in her bottom lip. She's learned to roll on to her tummy but not to make it back over. She loves sitting up and looking around. She really is an angel. I needed an easy one after Ian.=) She is my little babydoll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dogs are driving me crazy!!!! Nothing new there. Can't bring myself to get rid of them and can't quite love them all the time either.&lt;br /&gt;draft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2055194607640070049-408730879683276040?l=mcewanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcewanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/408730879683276040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2055194607640070049&amp;postID=408730879683276040' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2055194607640070049/posts/default/408730879683276040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2055194607640070049/posts/default/408730879683276040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcewanfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/hi-everyone.html' title='Hi Everyone'/><author><name>McEwan Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07523361446851696595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
