<?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-185709477952467036</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:22:35.379-08:00</updated><category term='cancer'/><category term='Ben'/><category term='Gingerbread mansion'/><category term='I love You'/><category term='Haley&apos;s pet rock and my pet pooh rock.  Crafts we made at camp.  The pooh rock was a hit'/><category term='Girls camp with Haley'/><category term='Joshua Creek'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Missionary'/><category term='Halloween and pirates'/><category term='Son'/><category term='Great job on the win'/><category term='love'/><category term='examples'/><category term='Clear Creek'/><category term='Here they come Haley'/><category term='Josh'/><title type='text'>The Lopp Family</title><subtitle type='html'>Remember: Whatever happens, happens for a reason</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>116</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-7565409330636909994</id><published>2012-02-05T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T09:13:29.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An update from the Lopp's.</title><content type='html'>I'm not too great on updating my blog, but I so admire those of you who do and I love reading your blogs.&amp;nbsp; They inspire&amp;nbsp;me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Thank you for all your posts.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Not much has been going on with the Lopp family.&amp;nbsp; I did my first half marathon with Parker at halloween time, and it was amazing&amp;nbsp; The holiday's went by fast.&amp;nbsp; We did make a Bigger gingerbread house than last year and it came with a pool.&amp;nbsp; We had our annual Santa christmas party with all of&amp;nbsp;the family over.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parker is doing great at college and he is looking forward to coming home to get ready for&amp;nbsp;his mission.&amp;nbsp; Mic comes home July 20th of this year, a week after scout camp and girls camp, which are the same week.&amp;nbsp; He is doing&amp;nbsp;great and is&amp;nbsp;in the most coveted part of the Sweden mission.&amp;nbsp; He is in a big ward&amp;nbsp;with lots of youth.&amp;nbsp; Haley is Haley and loves school!&amp;nbsp; She wants to enjoy her last year at HS to the fullest.&amp;nbsp; She loves student council and her softball.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Reilly is growing so tall and is in a&amp;nbsp;size 13 shoe!!&amp;nbsp; Zac is just a little Parker and loves to sykpe with Parker.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy and I are just busy working and working.&amp;nbsp; I'm going on my&amp;nbsp;4th year in YW.&amp;nbsp; All the YW are such an inspiration and I love them all so much.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are looking forward to spring and summer especially with Mic coming home and Parker going on a mission.&amp;nbsp; I'm thinking about signing up for 2 half marathons this summer.&amp;nbsp; I'm hoping some of our kids will do it with me.&amp;nbsp; That's about all with the&amp;nbsp;Lopp's&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-7565409330636909994?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7565409330636909994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=7565409330636909994&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/7565409330636909994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/7565409330636909994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2012/02/update-from-lopps.html' title='An update from the Lopp&apos;s.'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-5487605033329597580</id><published>2011-11-06T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T07:15:21.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Missionary on a playground as a kid</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So Mic and his companion happen to come upon this little playground in Sweden and decided to let their little kid in them come out and play.&amp;nbsp; He sent all his pictures on a flash drive home and I had no idea this video clip was on it.&amp;nbsp; I was so excited to watch it over and over and I thought I would share it.&amp;nbsp; I could not get it to work earlier, so today I thought I would try it one last time and it worked!!&amp;nbsp; Hope you enjoy the little kid in Mic!&amp;nbsp; He only has less than 8 months left and is doing great.&amp;nbsp; He has a companion that has lived in Utah for 5 years and is from Sweden, so he speaks fluent Swedish, so Mic is learning alot.&amp;nbsp; His first pair of shoes are finally worn out, he did say he could use duck tape and they would be fine.&amp;nbsp; The picture he sent of them duck tape would not hold.&amp;nbsp; Mic is so frugal and will use duck tape for anything to make it last.&amp;nbsp; So for Christmas he is getting new shoes.&amp;nbsp; I am sending him letters from the ward if anyone wants to email or give &amp;nbsp;me a letter to him.&amp;nbsp; I want to print them out and attach it to a foam Christmas tree ornament to put on his life size tree I&amp;nbsp;made for him last year.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I'm sending it this week.&amp;nbsp; My email is &lt;a href="mailto:jewels5kids@hotmail.com"&gt;jewels5kids@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hope you enjoy the video!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-20d4b569a514e61e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D20d4b569a514e61e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331723511%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6D78F71DC2D79D8CDAB58DCEE20A35EC5F1AE166.2F14CB388FA3EB7CB99DD0319BDFA0C6CE779F43%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D20d4b569a514e61e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZlv4AqfdUSUV9iTBQKJRRpQ6Rd0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D20d4b569a514e61e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331723511%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6D78F71DC2D79D8CDAB58DCEE20A35EC5F1AE166.2F14CB388FA3EB7CB99DD0319BDFA0C6CE779F43%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D20d4b569a514e61e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZlv4AqfdUSUV9iTBQKJRRpQ6Rd0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-5487605033329597580?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5487605033329597580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=5487605033329597580&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/5487605033329597580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/5487605033329597580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/missionary-on-playground-as-kid.html' title='A Missionary on a playground as a kid'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-8170202394749117031</id><published>2011-04-09T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T08:07:12.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'll even carry your scriptures today!"</title><content type='html'>This is a beautiful  story I found on the Missionary Mom email list I am on. I actually sobbed reading it, so have some Kleenex ready.  I sent this to Mic and I think every Missionary needs this story.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's Been There Before &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The alarm rings at 6:30; I stumble to my feetI grab my companion's bedding and pull off his sheet.A groan fills the room. It's already time to arise?"It seems like just a second ago I was able to shut my eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning activities follow: study, prayer and suchWhen its time to leave the apartment, you feel haven't accomplished much"We have a super day planned," my Companion says with a grin.I lowly utter a faithless breath, Yea, if anyone lets us in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the word of God and my faithful schwinn, we ride off in the street.Prepared to face another day of humidity and heatIt's 9:30 in the evening, the day is almost through.My companion and I are riding home, not accomplishing what we thought we'd do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ride up to the mail box hoping to receive a lot.Only to look inside and hear my echo reverberate "AIRBOX"We go up to our apartment; the day is now completethe only thing to show for our work is a case of blistery feet &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's past 10:30 Pm, my companion is fast asleep.Silence engulfs me all about and I begin to weepIn the midst of sadness I kneel down to pray;I need to talk to Father, but I'm not sure what to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh Father," I begin, "What happened to us today?I thought we'd teach somebody, but everyone was awayMy hands, my aching hands worn, hurt and beatIf our area was any smaller,we'd have knocked on every street." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why on missions are the days so much alike?the only difference about today was the flat tire on my bike.Will you send some cooler weather? the heat is killing me!I sweat so bad, it gets in my eyes. Its very hard to see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have to wear a helmet, isn't your protection enough?People always laugh at me and call me stupid stuff.Please send us investigators so I may give them what they lack;I want to give them Book Of Mormon, the weight of them hurts my back." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what about my Family? They don't have much to say.I'm sick of not hearing from home day after day.Oh Father,why am I here, Am I just wasting my time?Sometimes I just want to go home, I'm sorry but that's on my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Companion, Heavenly Father, what are you giving me?The way he rides his bicycle I don't know if he can even see!Now you have it, I can't go on. I DON'T KNOW what to do!That, my Father in Heaven, is the prayer I leave you." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayer now finished I stand up, then jump right into bed.I need my feet for tomorrow; we have another long day aheadSleep starts to overtake me, I seem to drift away.Then it seems a vision takes me to another time in another day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing alone on the hill, the view is very nice.A man walks towards me and says, My name is Jesus Christ."Tears of joy well up inside, I fall down to His feet."Arise he states, follow me to the shade you and I need to speak." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My attention towards my Savior, total and completeHe says, "Your Mission is similar of what happened to me.I understand how you feel, I know what your going through;In fact, it would be fair to say I've felt the same as you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Even know how you felt when no one listened to youAt times I felt not quite sure what else that I could do.I know you don't like to ride a bicycle, for a car would be sweet.Just remember the donkey I rode I was not equipped with 21 speed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand you don't like sweating, in fact it's something you hate.I remember when I sweat blood from every pore, " Oh, the agony was great.I see you don't like your companion you would rather have someone else.I once had a companion named Judas who sold my life for wealth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to wear a helmet and have people make fun of you.I remember when they put thorns in my head and called me King of the Jews.So you feel burdened down by the weight of your pack.I recall how heavy the cross was when they slammed it on my back." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hands hurt from tracking and knocking on doors all dayI guess when they pounded nails into mine, I ache in a similar way.It's hard not to hear from home when your family was not there to see.I lost communication on the cross and cried, "Father, why has though forsaken me?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a lot in common, but there is a difference between us you see.I endured to the end and finished my mission, so follow and do like me."He embraced me with his arms, His light filled me with His love.With tears in my eyes, I watched as he went back to the Father above. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood with awe and wonder when a beep rang in my head.I listened and heard the alarm, when I realized I was in my bed.My companion let's out a groan, "6:30 already, no way!"I sat up and said. Come on, I'll even carry your scriptures today!"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;No matter what we go through when we feel we can't take more,Just stop and know that we can go on with our Saviors example and we want to be like Him! We will not be given anything we can't handle.  Let's carry each others scriptures and press forward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-8170202394749117031?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8170202394749117031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=8170202394749117031&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/8170202394749117031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/8170202394749117031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/ill-even-carry-your-scriptures-today.html' title='&quot;I&apos;ll even carry your scriptures today!&quot;'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-4957521449395089887</id><published>2011-01-22T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T16:21:11.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lyrics to a song Mic made up.</title><content type='html'>This is lyrics to a song Mic made up.  He played the piano and sang this song at Zone Conference this month.  He does have 2 Uncles named Gary.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Elder Gary &lt;br /&gt;and I'm a missionary&lt;br /&gt;I go around the city&lt;br /&gt;and people think we're scary&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We dress in Dark suits Daily&lt;br /&gt;Lookin the same from day to day&lt;br /&gt;But people see our smiles&lt;br /&gt;and wonder what we have to say&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ooo, we're swedish missionaries&lt;br /&gt;we eat potatoes and rice&lt;br /&gt;we have to have our Saft daily&lt;br /&gt;and we eat with a fork and a knife!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It's 6:30 in the morning&lt;br /&gt;the sun has yet to rise&lt;br /&gt;i look outside, its snowing&lt;br /&gt;it just makes me want to cry&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But studies get me going&lt;br /&gt;it gets my brainwaves flowing&lt;br /&gt;we feast from these here scriptures&lt;br /&gt;our knowledge ever growing.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ooo, we're swedish missionaries&lt;br /&gt;We eat meatballs and Rice&lt;br /&gt;we have to have our Saft daily&lt;br /&gt;and we eat with a fork and a knife!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Lunch is done, so lets run&lt;br /&gt;Lets go cantakting cause its fun&lt;br /&gt;Contact that man he's on the run!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;2 or 3 teaches are on the way&lt;br /&gt;How can I make my teaching better today&lt;br /&gt;Ask questions, adjust my teaching&lt;br /&gt;am i really really listning?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ooo, we're swedish missionaries&lt;br /&gt;We eat Chicken and Rice&lt;br /&gt;we have to have our Saft daily&lt;br /&gt;and we eat with a fork and a knife!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I go to member middags&lt;br /&gt;then come home and eat some more&lt;br /&gt;I've already gained 5 kilo's&lt;br /&gt;so its time to knock some doors!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Its time for bed&lt;br /&gt;theres too much going on in my head&lt;br /&gt;dop datums, member dinners, new people we have meet&lt;br /&gt;there's fredrik, johanas, safi..........zzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;(snoring and then a chromatic run up the keyboard)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ooo, we're swedish missionaries&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to try Surströming&lt;br /&gt;we have to have our Saft daily&lt;br /&gt;and we eat with a fork and a knife!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-4957521449395089887?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4957521449395089887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=4957521449395089887&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/4957521449395089887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/4957521449395089887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/lyrics-to-song-mic-made-up.html' title='lyrics to a song Mic made up.'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-6268528470141083014</id><published>2011-01-09T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T18:12:12.464-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Son'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joshua Creek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love You'/><title type='text'>Beautiful song!  "I Love You, Son"</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/oo_hpN-rynY?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an amazing song about a father and a son that I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; love.  We talked about it in our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YW&lt;/span&gt; lesson today.  Our Heavenly Father and the Savior are always there and loves us no matter what we have done.  The words to the song really touch your heart.  It helps you to be a better parent and to love your kids even more when they do something wrong.  It teaches you how to respond the right way without anger.  It teaches you to lovingly &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;discipline them&lt;/span&gt; when they do something wrong.  This is how Christ is and we want to be like him, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-6268528470141083014?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6268528470141083014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=6268528470141083014&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/6268528470141083014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/6268528470141083014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-love-you-son-live-2008.html' title='Beautiful song!  &quot;I Love You, Son&quot;'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/oo_hpN-rynY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-7929065354381096679</id><published>2011-01-02T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T18:48:38.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Years Resolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TSE48dKpvBI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/j7vA_zZHiec/s1600/ugly%2Bduckling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 96px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557786026424515602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TSE48dKpvBI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/j7vA_zZHiec/s320/ugly%2Bduckling.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I have not even made a list of 2011 resolutions. I have not had a desire to make one, until today. I have my first one. I taught combined YW today and the lesson was on God the Father. It was a hard lesson for me to put together, cause usually a lesson on faith, tithing, scriptures or love is easy for me to pull together things and talk about alot. This lesson I had to really think and learn about before I could teach it. I learned alot about God the Father and how He is so much like Jesus Christ. They are the same in all that they do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haley read the Ugly Duckling story and how he had a desire to be something better and believe in himself and to follow the other beautiful swans. I have a better desire to be like God the Father just like the Ugly Duckling wanted to be like the swans. I hope that the spirit was strong in my lesson. At times I felt like I was repeating myself and when I looked at everyone I felt like I lost my thoughts. For some reason I got really nervous an hour before I taught it. I knew I had been working on it for a few weeks and I felt prepared, but I felt like I had no confidence and at times my thoughts were not there. After the lesson a few people told me the spirit was strong and they were grateful for it. I felt the spirit, but it came in spurts. I hope the girls learned more about God the Father and felt the spirit strong and got something out of the lesson that can help them get closer to their Father in Heaven. I love teaching the YW and being with them. They inspire me so much and they are like family. I want them to achieve and be all that they can be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first New Years resolution is to communicate with Heavenly Father through prayer. I know that I need to work on this alot and so I'm grateful for this lesson I taught and for having a desire to talk to my Father in Heaven more. &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/185709477952467036-7929065354381096679?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7929065354381096679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=7929065354381096679&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/7929065354381096679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/7929065354381096679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-years-resolution.html' title='A New Years Resolution'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TSE48dKpvBI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/j7vA_zZHiec/s72-c/ugly%2Bduckling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-2928441126928480447</id><published>2010-12-24T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T23:00:15.418-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gingerbread mansion'/><title type='text'>Our Christmas Gingerbread Mansion!!!</title><content type='html'>Our HUGE gingerbread mansion!  It took a few hours to make.  Parker made a swing a bench and the stairs out of popsicle sticks.  It took a whole box of grahm crackers from costco, lots of frosting and lots of candy.  It was so much fun!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TRWV88YvdVI/AAAAAAAAAi8/Tx95hFd5f_Q/s1600/DSCN1076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554510589665965394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TRWV88YvdVI/AAAAAAAAAi8/Tx95hFd5f_Q/s320/DSCN1076.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TRWV8kgflaI/AAAAAAAAAi0/UKDdGHNj0Ao/s1600/DSCN1074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554510583256028578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TRWV8kgflaI/AAAAAAAAAi0/UKDdGHNj0Ao/s320/DSCN1074.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TRWV8AuaS_I/AAAAAAAAAis/BtNcnwWSg-g/s1600/DSCN1071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554510573650725874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TRWV8AuaS_I/AAAAAAAAAis/BtNcnwWSg-g/s320/DSCN1071.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TRWV7_9AikI/AAAAAAAAAik/6w26diXoHpQ/s1600/DSCN1068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554510573443516994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TRWV7_9AikI/AAAAAAAAAik/6w26diXoHpQ/s320/DSCN1068.jpg" /&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/_NtbNOetkfs0/TRWV7sVSe2I/AAAAAAAAAic/VfIdkaS992s/s1600/DSCN1066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554510568176647010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TRWV7sVSe2I/AAAAAAAAAic/VfIdkaS992s/s320/DSCN1066.jpg" /&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/185709477952467036-2928441126928480447?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2928441126928480447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=2928441126928480447&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/2928441126928480447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/2928441126928480447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/our-christmas-gingerbread-mansion.html' title='Our Christmas Gingerbread Mansion!!!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TRWV88YvdVI/AAAAAAAAAi8/Tx95hFd5f_Q/s72-c/DSCN1076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-8241295704380606682</id><published>2010-12-18T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T10:35:38.755-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missionary'/><title type='text'>A Missionary Christmas!  Love this poem!</title><content type='html'>A Missionary Christmas (author unknown)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I skipped the sales after Thanksgiving. The thrill just wasn't there. No&lt;br /&gt;pictures taken with Santa Claus, My decorating has no flair.&lt;br /&gt;His presents are shoes, shirts, and ties, two suits and socks...no fun.&lt;br /&gt;I've bought him all white clothes because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I'm giving Christ my son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent more time in the temple, my testimony stirred.&lt;br /&gt;I've reread November's Ensign, felt strength come from His words.&lt;br /&gt;Our family prays more frequently. My tears are quick to run.&lt;br /&gt;Abraham seems closer because,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I'm giving Christ my son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how those Lamanite mothers, gave their sons to war?&lt;br /&gt;Or how the pioneers chose Zion , their sacrifice was so much more.&lt;br /&gt;My loss will be his presence, I'll miss his smile a ton&lt;br /&gt;For two years we will pray for him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving Christ my son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stare at his face when he's not looking. I memorize his eyes, their&lt;br /&gt;shine. He's always hungered for the part of him that makes his soul&lt;br /&gt;divine.&lt;br /&gt;The stories and lessons he always heard, his choice and mine are one.&lt;br /&gt;I'll put my faith in God's hand. This year,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving Him my son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past gifts have lost their glitter. I think I finally understand:&lt;br /&gt;Christ's birth should be celebrated by giving Him a hand.&lt;br /&gt;It's because I know Christ lives and reigns that all his packing's done.&lt;br /&gt;My gift has taken years to make, This year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving Christ my son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there's One who understands the sacrifice I'm making.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows the gift I willingly give, the toll it will be taking.&lt;br /&gt;For He has done it all before-- greater love, there could be none.&lt;br /&gt;For years ago God gave to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His only begotten son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hands I washed, the hands I held, the hands I taught to pray;&lt;br /&gt;Now knock on doors to find the ones who will listen to what he'll say.&lt;br /&gt;Because I know Christ needs him, until all the gathering's done,&lt;br /&gt;My gift has taken years to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year...I'm giving Christ my son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this poem and for a week now I have been trying to copy and paste it to my blog and it would not let me.  It finally worked!  This poem makes me cry everytime I read it.  I love the last paragragh... The hands I washed, the hands I held, the hands I taught to pray... now knock on doors to find the ones who will listen to what he'll say...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-8241295704380606682?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8241295704380606682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=8241295704380606682&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/8241295704380606682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/8241295704380606682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/missionary-christmas-love-this-poem.html' title='A Missionary Christmas!  Love this poem!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-2487912238787016869</id><published>2010-11-11T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T15:50:41.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More pictures of Mic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TNyAlJy2OWI/AAAAAAAAAhs/9gEZ5MXkWTY/s1600/Mics%2Bbaptism.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538443017531570530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TNyAlJy2OWI/AAAAAAAAAhs/9gEZ5MXkWTY/s320/Mics%2Bbaptism.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mic's first baptism, well he said it's not his, but the sisters investigator.  They needed an Elder to baptize her, so they asked Mic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TNyAk5xf3LI/AAAAAAAAAhk/BMXvkn5RTt8/s1600/Mic%2Bmaking%2Bcinnamon%2Brolls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538443013230943410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TNyAk5xf3LI/AAAAAAAAAhk/BMXvkn5RTt8/s320/Mic%2Bmaking%2Bcinnamon%2Brolls.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mic doing his favorite thing, baking cinnamon rolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TNyAkzvGJVI/AAAAAAAAAhc/IqmuRL2J_hU/s1600/GetAttachment1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538443011610256722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TNyAkzvGJVI/AAAAAAAAAhc/IqmuRL2J_hU/s320/GetAttachment1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mic loves pinnapple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TNyAksck3GI/AAAAAAAAAhU/Go4DqNwI-aE/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538443009653529698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TNyAksck3GI/AAAAAAAAAhU/Go4DqNwI-aE/s320/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mic's and his companions baptism!  The one on the left is Mic's companion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TNyAkv9mbMI/AAAAAAAAAhM/oZi4PM_7YrQ/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538443010597350594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TNyAkv9mbMI/AAAAAAAAAhM/oZi4PM_7YrQ/s320/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mic's church is on the right on the bottom floor&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/185709477952467036-2487912238787016869?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2487912238787016869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=2487912238787016869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/2487912238787016869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/2487912238787016869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2010/11/more-pictures-of-mic.html' title='More pictures of Mic'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TNyAlJy2OWI/AAAAAAAAAhs/9gEZ5MXkWTY/s72-c/Mics%2Bbaptism.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-2322225989184982446</id><published>2010-10-07T22:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T22:06:59.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MTC Pictures Mic and Cory Companions</title><content type='html'>Love this Picture at the Provo Temple right when they got to the MTC!!  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TK6maGbm44I/AAAAAAAAAhA/qkrCLbE5ZW0/s1600/Cory+Mic+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 136px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525536760163394434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TK6maGbm44I/AAAAAAAAAhA/qkrCLbE5ZW0/s320/Cory+Mic+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the Provo Temple&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TK6mZ1jwovI/AAAAAAAAAg4/naNbZ3zR7xo/s1600/Cory+Mic+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 106px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525536755634184946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TK6mZ1jwovI/AAAAAAAAAg4/naNbZ3zR7xo/s320/Cory+Mic+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stockholm, Sweden!!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TK6mZxkyQrI/AAAAAAAAAgw/vYKHaFWui2I/s1600/Sweden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525536754564743858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TK6mZxkyQrI/AAAAAAAAAgw/vYKHaFWui2I/s320/Sweden.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Classroom at the MTC!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TK6mZkcpoAI/AAAAAAAAAgo/3lhtQekY4Lo/s1600/Cory+Mic+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 146px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525536751040962562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TK6mZkcpoAI/AAAAAAAAAgo/3lhtQekY4Lo/s320/Cory+Mic+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In their MTC room..... Ah I miss Mic!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TK6mZiBmlQI/AAAAAAAAAgg/dmWKOiOxksk/s1600/Cory+Mic+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 145px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525536750390646018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TK6mZiBmlQI/AAAAAAAAAgg/dmWKOiOxksk/s320/Cory+Mic+4.jpg" /&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/185709477952467036-2322225989184982446?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2322225989184982446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=2322225989184982446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/2322225989184982446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/2322225989184982446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2010/10/mtc-pictures-mic-and-cory-companions.html' title='MTC Pictures Mic and Cory Companions'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TK6maGbm44I/AAAAAAAAAhA/qkrCLbE5ZW0/s72-c/Cory+Mic+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-4101145453986660198</id><published>2010-10-03T22:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T22:36:48.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Family pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TKlnutStZEI/AAAAAAAAAgY/BpZeTqGKpdA/s1600/lopps+05+no+crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524060470076335170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TKlnutStZEI/AAAAAAAAAgY/BpZeTqGKpdA/s320/lopps+05+no+crop.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TKlnuSLPW8I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/kvlwfl8A1HI/s1600/lopps+04+no+crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524060462797249474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TKlnuSLPW8I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/kvlwfl8A1HI/s320/lopps+04+no+crop.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TKlnuGVD9XI/AAAAAAAAAgI/SoPB3Hg7Rco/s1600/lopps+02+no+crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524060459617219954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TKlnuGVD9XI/AAAAAAAAAgI/SoPB3Hg7Rco/s320/lopps+02+no+crop.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TKlntwWGtTI/AAAAAAAAAgA/QQk6VsrX_MI/s1600/lopps+01+no+crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524060453716014386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TKlntwWGtTI/AAAAAAAAAgA/QQk6VsrX_MI/s320/lopps+01+no+crop.jpg" /&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/185709477952467036-4101145453986660198?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4101145453986660198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=4101145453986660198&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/4101145453986660198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/4101145453986660198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-family-pictures.html' title='New Family pictures'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TKlnutStZEI/AAAAAAAAAgY/BpZeTqGKpdA/s72-c/lopps+05+no+crop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-2634634035071026775</id><published>2010-10-03T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T21:46:28.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help with my blog!</title><content type='html'>My design of my blog suddenly disappeared, and I can't seem to fix it.  Does anyone know how?  I really need to update my blog.  I'm way behind.  I have tried updating it with "cutestblogontheblock" but it's not working.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-2634634035071026775?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2634634035071026775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=2634634035071026775&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/2634634035071026775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/2634634035071026775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2010/10/help-with-my-blog.html' title='Help with my blog!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-2996598149997525350</id><published>2010-08-08T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T07:13:59.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The MTC</title><content type='html'>Well, the day finally came!  First I woke up with a hive on my eye, so nice big swollen eye for the MTC, then I got one on my arm and then my feet and hands started itching, but they quickly went down when we got the MTC, my tongue was even itching and it did not go away till the next day, but at least the swelling went down.  Mic was pretty nervous, but he said "Well I think I have everything" meaning let's go!  We first took him to Tacanos as a going away gift because he loves that place and unfortunately all our kids do to!  As we were eating we were talking about all the things he needed and packed just to make sure he had everything and  when I said journal, he said "Oh no" then that started all the other things he forgot, so we quickly called my sister Shari to stop by and get all the things he forgot.  She was able to bring them to the MTC, so that was relief!  When we got there they had people directing you to the parking lot for pictures, then they said we could walk over to the wall across the street to take a picture then walk back to our car get in and drive back over and drop him off at the curb.  How sad, at the curb?  But that's all we could do, so we did.  As we came up to the curb there was 2 missionaries to greet him and we all got out and gave our last hugs crying the whole time.  I miss the song they used to sing when you went in the MTC.  Called to Serve, but I heard it a few times this last week, so it was okay.  Well, that was it, very short good bye and now he has been in there for almost 2 weeks,  I have got an email and 1 written letter.  He is doing okay, he just said it's hard, but he is going to stick with it.  We miss him!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TF63tAMYaDI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2E3xcMS2ULY/s1600/Copy+of+DSCN0718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503037778467252274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TF63tAMYaDI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2E3xcMS2ULY/s320/Copy+of+DSCN0718.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the pictures in the parking lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TF63sWjPmmI/AAAAAAAAAfg/CV87FDRHT00/s1600/Copy+of+DSCN0731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503037767288855138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TF63sWjPmmI/AAAAAAAAAfg/CV87FDRHT00/s320/Copy+of+DSCN0731.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mic and his Aunts(Karen, Shari, Mic and Joni), just missing one, and it's Shelley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TF63rjT8XjI/AAAAAAAAAfY/4Ffap89E4VA/s1600/DSCN0746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503037753534471730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TF63rjT8XjI/AAAAAAAAAfY/4Ffap89E4VA/s320/DSCN0746.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mic ready to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TF63q4KN1VI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/iMKbQQi0RZc/s1600/RSCN0764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503037741950948690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TF63q4KN1VI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/iMKbQQi0RZc/s320/RSCN0764.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mic waving goodbye.  This is the picture that got me sobbing in the car.  WOW!  Can't believe he is going to be gone for 2 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TF63qhai3QI/AAAAAAAAAfI/mMEo4389HrI/s1600/DSCN0726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503037735845420290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TF63qhai3QI/AAAAAAAAAfI/mMEo4389HrI/s320/DSCN0726.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Parker really excited to go!  Okay, it just looks that way. &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/185709477952467036-2996598149997525350?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2996598149997525350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=2996598149997525350&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/2996598149997525350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/2996598149997525350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/mtc.html' title='The MTC'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TF63tAMYaDI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2E3xcMS2ULY/s72-c/Copy+of+DSCN0718.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-7669509505580950719</id><published>2010-07-27T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T13:31:47.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready or not!  Only 1 more day left!!</title><content type='html'>MTC and Girls Camp all in one day on Wednesday!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TE9BWCor_TI/AAAAAAAAAeY/JzW-2J5AkDk/s1600/DSCN0613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498685516963118386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TE9BWCor_TI/AAAAAAAAAeY/JzW-2J5AkDk/s320/DSCN0613.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Elder Lopp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TE9BV3Xzz4I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/_4Fp3iahAYA/s1600/DSCN0665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498685513939537794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TE9BV3Xzz4I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/_4Fp3iahAYA/s320/DSCN0665.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TE9BVEHsahI/AAAAAAAAAeI/GKviWN44GII/s1600/RSCN0628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498685500181735954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TE9BVEHsahI/AAAAAAAAAeI/GKviWN44GII/s320/RSCN0628.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TE9BUvY5LRI/AAAAAAAAAeA/fM9T1_omLVI/s1600/DSCN0621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498685494616730898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TE9BUvY5LRI/AAAAAAAAAeA/fM9T1_omLVI/s320/DSCN0621.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had more family there, but forgot to take a picture. &lt;br /&gt;I will write more, just running out of time.&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/185709477952467036-7669509505580950719?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7669509505580950719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=7669509505580950719&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/7669509505580950719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/7669509505580950719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2010/07/ready-or-not-only-1-more-day-left.html' title='Ready or not!  Only 1 more day left!!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/TE9BWCor_TI/AAAAAAAAAeY/JzW-2J5AkDk/s72-c/DSCN0613.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-6021983040212659976</id><published>2010-05-16T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T07:21:55.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A weekend full of AMAZING things</title><content type='html'>Tulips at the Temple -- So Beautiful&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S-_7xVJtzFI/AAAAAAAAAd4/O1vxPOnJyYk/s1600/DSCN0113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471868897188498514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S-_7xVJtzFI/AAAAAAAAAd4/O1vxPOnJyYk/s320/DSCN0113.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andy came home for this amazing weekend and we were able to take Mic through the Temple for his mission.  It was so neat and good to be together for these experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S-_7xAUXF8I/AAAAAAAAAdw/3wceSBBDXtk/s1600/DSCN0121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471868891596003266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S-_7xAUXF8I/AAAAAAAAAdw/3wceSBBDXtk/s320/DSCN0121.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andy was also here for Haley's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Patriarchal&lt;/span&gt; Blessing.  Haley has been wanting one for a long time and she was so excited to go pick it up she was skipping to the Patriarchs door and smiling and laughing.  This has been a great experience for her and she is so glad to have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S-_7wkQIUcI/AAAAAAAAAdo/76ZfD3XHck4/s1600/DSCN0158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471868884062065090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S-_7wkQIUcI/AAAAAAAAAdo/76ZfD3XHck4/s320/DSCN0158.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy was also here for Reilly to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aaronic&lt;/span&gt; Priesthood and become a Deacon.  Andy did his Ordination.   He was excited to get his suit and very excited to get to go do Fast Offerings for the first time.  I was very impressed how the Deacons talked to him.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kadon&lt;/span&gt; Peterson told him about it and he kept saying "you get to do this" and "you get to do this", instead of "you have to"  I think that made Reilly more excited and to believe it's very important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S-_7wV7NvoI/AAAAAAAAAdg/xyBWRlUkVMY/s1600/DSCN0153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471868880216243842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S-_7wV7NvoI/AAAAAAAAAdg/xyBWRlUkVMY/s320/DSCN0153.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This really was an amazing week.  It took some scheduling with getting Andy home at the right time and Mic coming home from college.  Mic did great and I think got straight A's.  He got a job a few days later.  He started Tuesday full time and can earn some money for his Mission.  We are SO grateful for this job.  It will help &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&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/185709477952467036-6021983040212659976?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6021983040212659976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=6021983040212659976&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/6021983040212659976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/6021983040212659976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/weekend-full-of-amazing-things.html' title='A weekend full of AMAZING things'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S-_7xVJtzFI/AAAAAAAAAd4/O1vxPOnJyYk/s72-c/DSCN0113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-7150790065647656157</id><published>2010-05-01T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T16:32:01.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woman's Conference with Hillary Weeks!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Every year we go to Woman's Conference at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; with my Mom, sisters and friends.  This is a picture with Hillary Weeks after the big concert on Thursday night in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Marriott&lt;/span&gt; Center.  We stayed behind and she was right there so I tapped her on the shoulder and asked if she would be in our picture with us.  She was so happy to do it.  She is an amazing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LDS&lt;/span&gt; singer.   She is also really funny and talked about laundry throughout the concert.  They even gave a washer and dryer away and tons of laundry soap.   I really don't know who the lady in the blue on the left is tho.  She just joined in.  The rest are my Mom, Angie, me, Hillary Weeks, Joni, Karen and Shelley all my sisters and my Mom.  I actually stood right by her with her arm around me and Joni.  Ha Ha!  We had a great time.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S9y4MoPGwSI/AAAAAAAAAdY/Ja3JwZ0Swz4/s1600/womans+conference+hillary+weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466446574819655970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S9y4MoPGwSI/AAAAAAAAAdY/Ja3JwZ0Swz4/s320/womans+conference+hillary+weeks.jpg" /&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/185709477952467036-7150790065647656157?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7150790065647656157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=7150790065647656157&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/7150790065647656157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/7150790065647656157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/womans-conference-with-hillary-weeks.html' title='Woman&apos;s Conference with Hillary Weeks!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S9y4MoPGwSI/AAAAAAAAAdY/Ja3JwZ0Swz4/s72-c/womans+conference+hillary+weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-3208850128116451668</id><published>2010-03-15T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T23:31:15.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here is the video!!</title><content type='html'>Mic opening the post office box to see if his call came&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S58jg6lvWoI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/41T3zLWXtU8/s1600-h/IMG_2450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449113122531924610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S58jg6lvWoI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/41T3zLWXtU8/s320/IMG_2450.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It came!!!!! It was the only thing in the box, a big white &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;envelope&lt;/span&gt;. He is all smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S58jgRHby8I/AAAAAAAAAdI/ZWdELFtH3cs/s1600-h/IMG_2451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449113111398960066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S58jgRHby8I/AAAAAAAAAdI/ZWdELFtH3cs/s320/IMG_2451.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Elder &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;McKinly&lt;/span&gt; Thomas &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lopp&lt;/span&gt;. WOW!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S58jf5D7AAI/AAAAAAAAAdA/nxylnkwEOXU/s1600-h/IMG_2455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449113104941776898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S58jf5D7AAI/AAAAAAAAAdA/nxylnkwEOXU/s320/IMG_2455.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the video of Mic reading his call.  The only thing we forgot was to film all the people down below Mic.  Our whole front room was packed with family and friends.  You can almost here a pin drop while Mic was reading his call.  Everyone was so excited to hear where he was going.  I totally forgot to get pictures of the huge crowd we had.   I can't believe I forgot to take pictures.  I was so concerned about getting it on video that I forgot about pictures.  Mic said the view of all the people was amazing and intimidating!  It was so much fun to have everyone over and support Mic in this amazing time in his life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cce149cd9c95dc1d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcce149cd9c95dc1d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331723511%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1F26466E14B823D753D19BE31E17D82DA63A7AD6.7C97648B81E50CC57087145F97EB11711827DDF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcce149cd9c95dc1d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGbQiGQcP-0xAw3uICY869kr431A&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcce149cd9c95dc1d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331723511%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1F26466E14B823D753D19BE31E17D82DA63A7AD6.7C97648B81E50CC57087145F97EB11711827DDF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcce149cd9c95dc1d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGbQiGQcP-0xAw3uICY869kr431A&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&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/185709477952467036-3208850128116451668?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3208850128116451668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=3208850128116451668&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/3208850128116451668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/3208850128116451668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/here-is-video.html' title='Here is the video!!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S58jg6lvWoI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/41T3zLWXtU8/s72-c/IMG_2450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-4579588978345052671</id><published>2010-03-14T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T09:02:29.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>STOCKHOLM, SWEDEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Mic got his call on Wednesday.  We went to the post office to get the mail with all the cameras we have and pushed record before he opened it and the only thing in the box was slowly pulled out and it was a giant white envelope!!  It was HIS CALL!  It was so cool.  I just wanted him to open it right then.  I was so excited and my excitement starting taking over me by making me jittery, shaky, laughing and saying over and over; "I can't believe it's here."   We drove right next store to get a yummy chocolate donut  from Holiday to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We drove to Staples to get little smiley stickers so everyone could put them on a map to guess where he goes before he opens it.  We decided to open it at 9pm, so we had to wait like 11 hours!  It was a very long 11 hours.  While we were at Staples and buying our purchases, Mic bought his first and when he was done started walking towards the door, so did I with my items to buy.  Mic said to me "Mom are you not going to buy your things?"   I said "Oh yeah!"  I almost forgot to buy my stuff because my excitement is taking over me.  I guess it's time to just go home and wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried to keep busy all day, lunch, shopping, working, piano, cleaning, YW, and finally 9 came.  All the cameras ready, guesses made and everyone there.  Mic stood at the top overlooking everyone over the railing.  He opened it and was so nervous said "where do I read it."  He finally found where he was to read it and once there was total silence, he read, and even before he finished a huge loud cheer erupted when he said SWEDEN.  He had to read it over to tell us where in Sweden.  Stockholm, Sweden.  He then read when he would leave; July 28th and he would be speaking Swedish, another cheer erupted.  He leaves right during girls camp.  Haley and I will have to come up with the Relief Society on Wed night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the excitement I wanted to make sure I got everything videotaped and so we had 3 cameras going.  I totally forgot to take still pictures.  I'm so mad at myself for not taking any.  My Mom got only 2 or 3.  We did not even get a picture of the mass crowd of people in our front room looking up to Mic.  There was a ton of people, the whole front room was crowded with family and friends.  I did not even videotape the eruption of cheer that exploded.  I told Mic we have to do it all over again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still cannot believe he is going to Sweden.  I keep saying it out of the blue and it's been 4 days.  I can't believe it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in St. George right now using my sister's lap top so I can't post the videotape of it, but I will when I get home.  Check back later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Stockholm, Sweden!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!WOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-4579588978345052671?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4579588978345052671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=4579588978345052671&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/4579588978345052671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/4579588978345052671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/stockholm-sweden.html' title='STOCKHOLM, SWEDEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-1037714699359967723</id><published>2010-03-07T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T22:58:51.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers needed!  The wait is almost over!</title><content type='html'>It's coming!!!!!! This week we are hoping. I'm bringing the camera to the post office every day with Mic. His call just has to be there this week because Mic is home for his spring break all week and Andy will be home too. It just has to come.  Party at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lopp's&lt;/span&gt; Wed or Thurs to watch him open his call,  if it comes. They say they are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to come on Wed or Thur.  EVERYONE SAY A FEW PRAYERS!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-1037714699359967723?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1037714699359967723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=1037714699359967723&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/1037714699359967723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/1037714699359967723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/prayers-needed-wait-is-almost-over.html' title='Prayers needed!  The wait is almost over!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-7902119859198197680</id><published>2010-02-14T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T15:37:13.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>19 years ago and a TERRIFIC VALENTINES!</title><content type='html'>19 Years ago I was in the hospital with Mic and he was only 6 hours old, weighing in at 7lbs and 11 oz.  I will always remember that weight because of the 7-11 convenient stores.  Valentines was over for me 19 years ago, but hey what a great valentines gift.  Actually I have gotten double.  Andy and I still go out just the day before and he got me a dozen red roses and balloons for me this year and he was home and so was Mic.  It's been a great Valentines this year!!!!  We have done a ton this weekend as a family and we needed it.  Both Andy and Mic leave tomorrow:(:(, but we look forward when they come home again because we will probably be opening Mic's mission call all together.  It's driving me crazy wondering where he will go.  I can't believe we will have a missionary!  That's just crazy!!!!!!!  Happy Birthday MIC!  Love ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-7902119859198197680?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7902119859198197680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=7902119859198197680&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/7902119859198197680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/7902119859198197680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/19-years-ago-and-terrific-valentines.html' title='19 years ago and a TERRIFIC VALENTINES!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-5655485854090743770</id><published>2010-02-10T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T15:35:34.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All stitched up!!!!</title><content type='html'>So I got a call around 2:15 from Parker asking me if I could come and pick him up from school to go get stitches.  What happened??  He said he was playing circle ball in his weight lifting class and ran into his friend and his cheek bone connected with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Parkers&lt;/span&gt; eye.  Nice!  8 stitches later and a matching scar from his other eyebrow he's home and proud of his lovely stitched up eyebrow.  I think he needs to wear a helmet cause he has been stitched up 4 times on his head in his life.  You can faintly see the scar in the middle of his forehead, ( top left of the picture) then he has a scar on the back of his head and on the other eyebrow.  Nice!!!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S3NBOPigx-I/AAAAAAAAAcE/ZZkl2Sm6WyY/s1600-h/stitches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436760888111581154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S3NBOPigx-I/AAAAAAAAAcE/ZZkl2Sm6WyY/s320/stitches.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S3NBNzPSY4I/AAAAAAAAAb8/781byWGXFVQ/s1600-h/stitches+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436760880514753410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S3NBNzPSY4I/AAAAAAAAAb8/781byWGXFVQ/s320/stitches+2.jpg" /&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/185709477952467036-5655485854090743770?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5655485854090743770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=5655485854090743770&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/5655485854090743770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/5655485854090743770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/all-stitched-up.html' title='All stitched up!!!!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S3NBOPigx-I/AAAAAAAAAcE/ZZkl2Sm6WyY/s72-c/stitches.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-9117677798421794043</id><published>2010-01-31T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T19:12:01.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where oh where have the Lopp's been</title><content type='html'>I just realized I have not updated my blog since Nov!  Wow!  That's been a long time.  I'm usually up on that.  We are getting ready to send Mic's papers off for his mission.  Feb 20th is when he can send them off.  Wow!  I'm old sending a missionary off.  Yikes!!!!!!!  He is way excited tho and can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;  Here are some random pictures of what we have been up to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S2ZDigrjLaI/AAAAAAAAAb0/F_wi1Jb7X9w/s1600-h/IMG_2004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433104260636290466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S2ZDigrjLaI/AAAAAAAAAb0/F_wi1Jb7X9w/s320/IMG_2004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas candy houses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S2ZDiPrFqvI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Z7UOLY0b9n4/s1600-h/IMG_1889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433104256070953714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S2ZDiPrFqvI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Z7UOLY0b9n4/s320/IMG_1889.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anual  family Santa party at the lopp's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S2ZDhsU8-PI/AAAAAAAAAbk/4mVOKjXoVMY/s1600-h/IMG_2090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433104246582868210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S2ZDhsU8-PI/AAAAAAAAAbk/4mVOKjXoVMY/s320/IMG_2090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have gotten into bowling for FHE.  The kids all love it.  This was when Mic was home from college.  The only person missing is Andy.  He was home one time with us, but Mic was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S2ZDhOtzcBI/AAAAAAAAAbc/UnqmVb1N3FY/s1600-h/DSCN1081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433104238634037266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S2ZDhOtzcBI/AAAAAAAAAbc/UnqmVb1N3FY/s320/DSCN1081.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Reilly recieved his Tenderfoot award in scouts and has finished his 2nd class and almost his 1st class(I can never remember which comes first... 1st or 2nd class)&lt;br /&gt;Zac will get his Bear at the Blue and Gold Banquet this Thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S2ZDgyahhxI/AAAAAAAAAbU/ibmb4msNXEU/s1600-h/DSCN1125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433104231036978962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S2ZDgyahhxI/AAAAAAAAAbU/ibmb4msNXEU/s320/DSCN1125.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing in the snow and building a very cool snowman with Zac.&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/185709477952467036-9117677798421794043?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9117677798421794043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=9117677798421794043&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/9117677798421794043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/9117677798421794043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/where-oh-where-have-lopps-been.html' title='Where oh where have the Lopp&apos;s been'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/S2ZDigrjLaI/AAAAAAAAAb0/F_wi1Jb7X9w/s72-c/IMG_2004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-1370441301542804518</id><published>2009-11-08T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T10:00:54.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be the Best of Whatever You Are</title><content type='html'>This is a picture of a trail that Haley took and I used this picture in my lesson last week and we found this poem that worked great with it. I wanted to share it with everyone. Hopefully you can read it. I love this poem and it reminds us to just be the best we can at the things we do. We don't need to be that pine on the top of the hill, we can be a trail, scrub or a leaf on a tree. That's a good place to start. Enjoy!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SvcF4Q3zUHI/AAAAAAAAAbM/aobHz7fkI1o/s1600-h/be+the+best+of+whatever+you+are+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401792742214029426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SvcF4Q3zUHI/AAAAAAAAAbM/aobHz7fkI1o/s320/be+the+best+of+whatever+you+are+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you click on the picture you can read it better&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/185709477952467036-1370441301542804518?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1370441301542804518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=1370441301542804518&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/1370441301542804518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/1370441301542804518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/be-best-of-whatever-you-are.html' title='Be the Best of Whatever You Are'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SvcF4Q3zUHI/AAAAAAAAAbM/aobHz7fkI1o/s72-c/be+the+best+of+whatever+you+are+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-5252897926674958648</id><published>2009-10-18T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T23:14:30.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canyon fall pictures and Ibuprohen</title><content type='html'>We decided to go up the canyon while Mic was home from a break from school in St. George to take some pictures with all the pretty leaves.  It was fun but kinda stressful and by the time we got home 3 of us had to take Ibuprofen because we had headaches.  As you can see in these pictures Zac would not cooperate very well.  There is only a few that turned out with him somewhat smiling normal.  The pictures are a little blurry, but we got them done and can choose one for a Christmas post card.   &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/StwA2s7P-hI/AAAAAAAAAbE/dBbkqUaJ2sI/s1600-h/DSCN0608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394187393455618578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/StwA2s7P-hI/AAAAAAAAAbE/dBbkqUaJ2sI/s320/DSCN0608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/StwA111kpNI/AAAAAAAAAa8/4PXkf2RdYOA/s1600-h/DSCN0617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394187378667857106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/StwA111kpNI/AAAAAAAAAa8/4PXkf2RdYOA/s320/DSCN0617.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wanted to get one of the kids with the leaves as the background so they just layed down in front of each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/StwA1NI-V_I/AAAAAAAAAa0/vE9B2Q-tWME/s1600-h/DSCN0586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394187367743379442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/StwA1NI-V_I/AAAAAAAAAa0/vE9B2Q-tWME/s320/DSCN0586.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We brought a box of leaves and had the kids throw up the box so I could get a picture of leaves falling on them, but it did not turn out.  As we were leaving a family of 4 were taking pictures in the same spot but by a tree and one of our kids said "Hey Mom that Dad just shook the tree while they smiled" What a novel idea.  Well, I was too tired to try it again, so here is the picture of leaves falling on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/StwAz5Z_zUI/AAAAAAAAAas/cLEmcjEDmyc/s1600-h/DSCN0581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394187345266199874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/StwAz5Z_zUI/AAAAAAAAAas/cLEmcjEDmyc/s320/DSCN0581.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah... Love this picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/StwAzCqVQtI/AAAAAAAAAak/0nYqtqoxdZ0/s1600-h/IMG_1544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394187330570765010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/StwAzCqVQtI/AAAAAAAAAak/0nYqtqoxdZ0/s320/IMG_1544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay so Parker the brave, daring person he is, started walking across this log over the river of rocks about 15 or 20 feet in the air and HE ALMOST FELL.  He had to get down on his knees to get back and made it.&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/185709477952467036-5252897926674958648?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5252897926674958648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=5252897926674958648&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/5252897926674958648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/5252897926674958648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/canyon-fall-pictures-and-ibuprohen.html' title='Canyon fall pictures and Ibuprohen'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/StwA2s7P-hI/AAAAAAAAAbE/dBbkqUaJ2sI/s72-c/DSCN0608.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-5013747597501872266</id><published>2009-09-06T08:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T08:59:17.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Helping Hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LIMES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SqPcD6QzZ_I/AAAAAAAAAaE/H_CgUddjRR4/s1600-h/limes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378384339747956722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SqPcD6QzZ_I/AAAAAAAAAaE/H_CgUddjRR4/s320/limes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day I was walking out of macey's grocery store and the lady in front of me had a employee helping her push her cart and the cart hit a bump and a box of about 25 or so limes tipped over and started rolling everywhere. I held on to my cart and started picking up as many as I could with one hand or my cart would hit the same bump. Then as I was picking the limes up I looked around and people were rushing over to help. People walking out of the store and into the store. Mom's with little kids were helping and single people. I just had a really good feeling then and thought that it's nice to have helping hands to be there when we need it. I think that made my day to be a part of those helping hands. It would be nice if everyday was like that, then maybe the world would be a better place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-5013747597501872266?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5013747597501872266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=5013747597501872266&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/5013747597501872266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/5013747597501872266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/helping-hands.html' title='Helping Hands'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SqPcD6QzZ_I/AAAAAAAAAaE/H_CgUddjRR4/s72-c/limes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-6727204796461046664</id><published>2009-09-03T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T22:56:18.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>STRESS</title><content type='html'>Here is my stress for each day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning house, laundry(wait I just washed these towels yesterday), jobs, school, kids, dogs, bills, church, broken things, car problems, homework, getting chores done, needing more hours in a day to get all this done, car pool mom, soccer, scouts, college stuff, grocery shopping, no time to read, or watch TV or relax, school clothes(wait that will have to wait), yard work( when I have time, but I don't so that will have to wait too), trying to stay awake when I have a moment to lay down, having a bedtime at midnight or later most of the time, doctors, dentist, listening to a faucet drip that won't stop, oh and dinner which normally has a saying; left overs, cereal, or haley can you make dinner,  and what ever else comes up(which it usually does).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone want to trade a day?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-6727204796461046664?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6727204796461046664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=6727204796461046664&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/6727204796461046664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/6727204796461046664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/stress.html' title='STRESS'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-7324875806408744517</id><published>2009-08-30T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T08:51:24.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who said you could......</title><content type='html'>So I was looking to put a new post on my blog and I came &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;across&lt;/span&gt; Haley's pictures and this is what I found. THEY ARE ON THE ROOF!! When did this happen? They could have fallen! Haley, you are in big trouble.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Spqe23hzE0I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/nXZidFm4kl4/s1600-h/DSCN0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375783770675942210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Spqe23hzE0I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/nXZidFm4kl4/s320/DSCN0027.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/185709477952467036-7324875806408744517?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7324875806408744517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=7324875806408744517&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/7324875806408744517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/7324875806408744517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/who-said-you-could.html' title='Who said you could......'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Spqe23hzE0I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/nXZidFm4kl4/s72-c/DSCN0027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-3658180838768346548</id><published>2009-08-27T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T21:54:14.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uhm.... College life... maybe I should be more stressed</title><content type='html'>Crazy faces, girls, funny hats.  Is this college?  Actually Mic is doing well and not starving anymore since the Baughs brought him a box of treats I put together for him and his meal plan is working now, so he is doing good.  He has been meeting lots of people and met his Bishop today.  He LOVES being on his own.  He has been gone a week and our piano is getting dusty, and it's quiet.  SAD!  Haley has been too busy with soccer to play it.  I might play it or try to.  Anyone is welcome to come over and play for me.  I'm missing it.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Spdhbzy2tkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ToIuMusXTW4/s1600-h/Mic%27s+Dixie+life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374871810677847618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Spdhbzy2tkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ToIuMusXTW4/s320/Mic%27s+Dixie+life.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/185709477952467036-3658180838768346548?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3658180838768346548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=3658180838768346548&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/3658180838768346548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/3658180838768346548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/uhm-college-life-maybe-i-should-be-more.html' title='Uhm.... College life... maybe I should be more stressed'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Spdhbzy2tkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ToIuMusXTW4/s72-c/Mic%27s+Dixie+life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-8901369734379353425</id><published>2009-08-23T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T17:54:25.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting school and COLLEGE!!!</title><content type='html'>Mic going off to college!!!  This is a day I thought I was prepared for but lost it an hour before he left.  This was a day I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to go with my sisters and my mom to party all day cause all of our kids are in school all day.  Breakfast, shopping, pool and a treat, but I missed the first one because I wanted to stay until the very last moment to get Mic off.  I wanted to spend every last moment with him ( a friend came to our house to pick him up cause she was going to Dixie too in St. George).  First he got all packed and ready then I had him sit at the piano and have him play my favorite songs and sing one of the songs.  This is when I lost it and I cried through all the songs and just watched him.  I was even crying drying my hair thinking about him leaving.  He is only going to be about 4 hours away, but it feels like he is going to be millions of miles away.  My sister Shelley said this will help tho for when he goes on his mission and it won't be so hard to let him go because I have a taste of it now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of him with all his stuff that we fit in her tiny car.  She already had a microwave and another huge box in the back seat so we stuffed and stuffed and got it all in.  I am so grateful for her taking him down, it helped &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; and he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; had more fun anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I This is a whole new change for us and I was not prepared for how I was feeling.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; really missing the younger years.  And to top it off, his phone is not working down there and I have only talked to him on his friends phone 2 times. He starts school tomorrow and I hope his scholarship money is in.  It wasn't when he left.  This college stuff is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;stressful&lt;/span&gt; and makes me miss the younger days even more.  Treasure those little days, every second, cause they go by fast.  I wish there was a way to slow down time.   I try not to think about all these changes but they are all around me and I can't stop them.  They just keep coming whether I'm ready for them or not.  Chocolate helps a little but too many changes will get me fat with eating chocolate with every change.  What to do?  Just remember to treasure the little days as much as you can cause they go away too fast!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SpHcbU5QZjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/V7hbDpfx6w4/s1600-h/DSCN0168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373318192453150258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SpHcbU5QZjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/V7hbDpfx6w4/s320/DSCN0168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some of the elementary kids going off to school.  This is my favorite years that I'm missing of Parker, and Mic.  I love this age&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SpHcasVkPyI/AAAAAAAAAZk/6xUJ53PBYyI/s1600-h/DSCN0161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373318181566037794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SpHcasVkPyI/AAAAAAAAAZk/6xUJ53PBYyI/s320/DSCN0161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is another growing up part that you just want to hang on to.  Jr. High with the 2 Haley's and Parker in 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade.  I made Mic stand in too cause this is the way we always have taken first day of school pictures.  This will be the last picture of Mic on the steps.  SAD!!!!!  Very SAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SpHcaAsatnI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Qk-iD1Ws19Q/s1600-h/DSCN0158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373318169850721906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SpHcaAsatnI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Qk-iD1Ws19Q/s320/DSCN0158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-8901369734379353425?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8901369734379353425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=8901369734379353425&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/8901369734379353425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/8901369734379353425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/starting-school-and-college.html' title='Starting school and COLLEGE!!!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SpHcbU5QZjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/V7hbDpfx6w4/s72-c/DSCN0168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-3695309356358894736</id><published>2009-08-09T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T10:01:37.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"His Hands"</title><content type='html'>As I was planning my Laurel lesson this week which is on service,  it talks about Heavenly Fathers tools and the tools he gives us to use, to serve others, and I thought of this song and found a video to go with it. It's amazing! It reminds us how we should use these tools (hands) to lift others up and to be more like Him. Doug Taylor was so nice and put it on a DVD so I could show my class this amazing video. Thanks Doug. Hope you all enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aFibyjcyYsE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aFibyjcyYsE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-3695309356358894736?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3695309356358894736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=3695309356358894736&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/3695309356358894736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/3695309356358894736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/his-hands.html' title='&quot;His Hands&quot;'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-8046608787308125559</id><published>2009-07-31T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T18:20:48.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too many changes</title><content type='html'>Do you ever feel like life is going so fast and so many changes are coming that you don't want to deal with anything sometimes.  Life is crazy here:  Mic going to college at Dixie, and mission coming up, new job for Andy( which could be stressful for our family but we need the job bad), Feeling like YW is so busy and feeling overwhelmed, but I love it and I love all the girls( I just want all the girls to feel loved), friends moving, school starting, and the list goes on.  All these changes have made me feel stressed and feeling like I don't want to go on, but I have to, so I force myself to do things.  I feel better after I do them, but these feelings are still there and don't seem to go away.  I'm always on the verge of crying, but I try to think of good things and have stopped it a few times.   I think all these feelings is why I have not blogged in a while.  It was nice to sit down today to read everyone's blogs.  I have not done that in awhile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been walking/running lately and going on 4 weeks now.  The canyon is my favorite and that's where I think alot and I think has helped me with these bad stressed feelings.  I hope it does not get cold soon, cause the canyon and running is helping a little.  I don't like to run in the cold.   I think running, the canyon and reading all your blogs help.   I will post some pictures soon if I have some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer has been very boring for our kids.   Except for Haley.  She has been gone for 3 weeks this summer. Girls camp, EFY, Soccer camp at Dixie, and Student council at Dixie.  She paid for all of it herself.  She made over $700 this summer and we are so proud of her.  Paying for all these things have made it more meaningful for her.   We have not done much but go to a movie or two, just working alot and trying to make it.   Our California Beach trip(family vacation before Mic leaves to go to school and his mission) got thrown out the window, but there is always next year.  Sorry Mic.   I think the kids are actually excited about school starting, hey my house will stay cleaner too.  I'm excited for school to start and it might make things better.  Hope everyone is doing well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-8046608787308125559?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8046608787308125559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=8046608787308125559&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/8046608787308125559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/8046608787308125559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/too-many-changes.html' title='Too many changes'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-716936029711672783</id><published>2009-07-12T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T06:45:19.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinda a little bit NERDY!</title><content type='html'>This was our Daddy/Daughter Nerd Night at Young Womans.  It turned out to be a success.   All the dads were troopers and dressed up and did all the activities, mainly eating contest.  Hope no one got sick.   I better run and hide with posting this picture.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SlnoChsHbxI/AAAAAAAAAZU/VsXLHTb-30k/s1600-h/IMG_1140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357568361834704658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SlnoChsHbxI/AAAAAAAAAZU/VsXLHTb-30k/s320/IMG_1140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the nerdy girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SlnoCa6ka1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/m0h_ZOMqyT0/s1600-h/IMG_1139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357568360016276306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SlnoCa6ka1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/m0h_ZOMqyT0/s320/IMG_1139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the nerdy Dad's.   Great face Mark.  Ha Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SlnoB8ExXpI/AAAAAAAAAZE/X44_Apv6jiA/s1600-h/IMG_1138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357568351737568914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SlnoB8ExXpI/AAAAAAAAAZE/X44_Apv6jiA/s320/IMG_1138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-716936029711672783?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/716936029711672783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=716936029711672783&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/716936029711672783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/716936029711672783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/kinda-little-bit-nerdy.html' title='Kinda a little bit NERDY!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SlnoChsHbxI/AAAAAAAAAZU/VsXLHTb-30k/s72-c/IMG_1140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-5375854106085608203</id><published>2009-06-21T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T10:39:45.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AMAZING Girls Camp 2009</title><content type='html'>The whole team with our famous football jersey's on&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sj5vKOW5YuI/AAAAAAAAAY8/kA1JoTW-nCM/s1600-h/DSCN0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349835628806234850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sj5vKOW5YuI/AAAAAAAAAY8/kA1JoTW-nCM/s320/DSCN0228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girls Camp was amazing this year, as it always is. This is my 3rd year and I want to go until the whole time Haley goes. This is such an amazing spiritual experience. You can just feel the spirit right when you drive into Camp Shalom. This year the weather was a little better and we had a few breaks from the rain. It was cold, but we had fun anyway. Haley and I with her crazy glasses on the last day of camp.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sj5tUdnUQNI/AAAAAAAAAY0/M71MRj-Y3Zw/s1600-h/IMG_1004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349833605677072594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sj5tUdnUQNI/AAAAAAAAAY0/M71MRj-Y3Zw/s320/IMG_1004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nice hair guys. They all teased their hair for the fashion show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sj5tTxxdxvI/AAAAAAAAAYs/vUeX7dSB91c/s1600-h/IMG_0972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349833593908479730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sj5tTxxdxvI/AAAAAAAAAYs/vUeX7dSB91c/s320/IMG_0972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haley waking up the girls with the song "Reveille" Some of the girls were laughing and some were not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sj5tTnjTOqI/AAAAAAAAAYk/TkqP9_sDY5Y/s1600-h/DSCN0087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349833591164713634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sj5tTnjTOqI/AAAAAAAAAYk/TkqP9_sDY5Y/s320/DSCN0087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the amazing leaders!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sj5tTc9lPNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/_yB7U-7YTxU/s1600-h/IMG_1009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349833588322155730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sj5tTc9lPNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/_yB7U-7YTxU/s320/IMG_1009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah..... me and Haley, sorry it sideways. We brought these PJ's to see the reaction of the girls, but not much of a reaction. They even have those cute little feet in them. Haley loves hers and wears hers when she is cold. I borrowed them from my sister Shari who went to girls camp the week after us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sj5tS33rhSI/AAAAAAAAAYU/OrxGV-3-lTA/s1600-h/DSCN0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349833578365289762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sj5tS33rhSI/AAAAAAAAAYU/OrxGV-3-lTA/s320/DSCN0082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-5375854106085608203?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5375854106085608203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=5375854106085608203&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/5375854106085608203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/5375854106085608203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/amazing-girls-camp-2009.html' title='AMAZING Girls Camp 2009'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sj5vKOW5YuI/AAAAAAAAAY8/kA1JoTW-nCM/s72-c/DSCN0228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-2586102617945422931</id><published>2009-06-04T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T07:51:11.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VOTE FOR MIC EVERY DAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>Here is a website where you can go onto to listen to Mic's song and vote for it so he can win and earn money. He is in 5th place right now and needs your vote every day. He has 58 votes and the first person has 307 votes. Push him up to first. He would love that. You just have to log in, then go to showcase and find Mic and vote. Start voting every day through the whole month of June, but you need to vote every day to push him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/ext/share.php?sid=91429767578&amp;amp;h=l5oNm&amp;amp;u=fgk4M&amp;amp;ref=mf" target="_blank"&gt;Mormon music, Mormon videos &amp;amp; Mormon bands Music &amp;amp; Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: music.mormontimes.com&lt;br /&gt;Mormon music, Mormon music videos, contests, and more! LDS music, LDS music videos, LDS videos, and more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mormontimes.com/"&gt;http://www.mormontimes.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-2586102617945422931?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2586102617945422931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=2586102617945422931&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/2586102617945422931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/2586102617945422931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/vote-for-mic-every-day.html' title='VOTE FOR MIC EVERY DAY!!!!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-6556582787431899036</id><published>2009-05-29T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T06:37:36.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel old today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MIC"S GRADUATION DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sh_i0YjeHFI/AAAAAAAAAX0/GVkkel2jAds/s1600-h/IMG_0782.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341237072656997458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sh_i0YjeHFI/AAAAAAAAAX0/GVkkel2jAds/s320/IMG_0782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mic had an awesome day today.  He had a smile on his face the whole day.  I do feel old today because I can remember my graduation day and that seems so far away and to have our son graduated from High School just made me feel old.    In this pictures below he got to sit on the stand because he tried out to speak at graduation.  He came so close and his tryout &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;speech&lt;/span&gt; was awesome!  He is sitting on the second row from back 7 over from the right.  He is sitting between 2 girls and has silver cords on.  He got the silver cords because he got the award for being in the top 10 % of his class in GPA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sh_i0KPbydI/AAAAAAAAAXs/jz8ZtUaVIo8/s1600-h/IMG_0768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341237068814862802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sh_i0KPbydI/AAAAAAAAAXs/jz8ZtUaVIo8/s320/IMG_0768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Mic again on the left.  The guy on the right is a speaker, so when they showed the speaker on the big screen Mic was in the background.  They turned off the lights &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;during&lt;/span&gt; the remaining program so you could not see Mic anymore when speakers spoke, but it was cool to see him on the big screen for a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sh_izkQbtEI/AAAAAAAAAXk/P5rlUZRVSc8/s1600-h/IMG_0763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341237058618504258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sh_izkQbtEI/AAAAAAAAAXk/P5rlUZRVSc8/s320/IMG_0763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mic opening his gifts and he got money and was so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sh_izTRjcFI/AAAAAAAAAXc/Vh1k-PV1080/s1600-h/IMG_0813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341237054059802706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sh_izTRjcFI/AAAAAAAAAXc/Vh1k-PV1080/s320/IMG_0813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mic's piano cake that was fun to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sh_izL168UI/AAAAAAAAAXU/beqPLoR5txU/s1600-h/IMG_0815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341237052064854338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sh_izL168UI/AAAAAAAAAXU/beqPLoR5txU/s320/IMG_0815.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/185709477952467036-6556582787431899036?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6556582787431899036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=6556582787431899036&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/6556582787431899036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/6556582787431899036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-feel-old-today.html' title='I feel old today'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sh_i0YjeHFI/AAAAAAAAAX0/GVkkel2jAds/s72-c/IMG_0782.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-6729632969793649782</id><published>2009-05-25T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T07:36:43.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>90 rolls in one night!</title><content type='html'>You know how you spend hours making a meal and it's gone in like a half hour.  I normally don't do that, but Sunday I thought I would try it, so I put a roast in the crock pot with peeled and cut carrots and potatoes and onions and seasonings and cooked it all day.. okay that part did not take me hours, maybe 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had this idea to make rolls from scratch, my moms rolls.  They are so good and I knew my kids and Andy would love me.  I made the whole recipe which makes about 90 rolls, thinking we would have left overs or some to share.  I made the dough and let it rise for 2 hours then punched it down right before church and rolled them out, cut them and placed them on the pan to rise for 2 more hours, but I knew it would be 4 hours before we got home so I hoped they would not rise too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got home and they were perfect, then I baked them and brushed them with butter.  Is your mouth watering right now?  Can you smell them?  Oh, they were good and all gone an hour after dinner.  I kept looking at the pan and more would disappear, then they were gone.  I did not even get one to save for a snack later.  WE ATE 90 ROLLS!!!!!  Holy cow!  That's like a dozen each.  Well, I did not eat a dozen, maybe 6 of them.  Sorry, I was going to share but they were gone like that and I forgot to take a picture of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might be awhile before I make them again cause they take a lot of time, so my family will have to wait.  I might make bread sticks out of them for the Young at Heart tho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-6729632969793649782?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6729632969793649782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=6729632969793649782&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/6729632969793649782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/6729632969793649782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/90-rolls-in-one-night.html' title='90 rolls in one night!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-4230551225252706076</id><published>2009-05-22T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T16:24:21.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MVHS STATE CHAMPS!! YEAH!</title><content type='html'>click on this to see Parker and to watch the video of their win: &lt;a onclick="onClickUnsafeLink(event);" href="http://videos.heraldextra.com/p/video?id=4228448" target="_blank"&gt;http://videos.heraldextra.com/p/video?id=4228448&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Parker and the trophy. This was a huge win for Mountain View soccer and their first state title ever! Parker feels great to be a part of that. This game was up at the Rio Tinto Stadium last night and they WON! 3 to 1.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Shcw8--R2wI/AAAAAAAAAW0/39Nx31t9tcQ/s1600-h/State+champs+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338789707525511938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Shcw8--R2wI/AAAAAAAAAW0/39Nx31t9tcQ/s320/State+champs+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Parker and his Coach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Shcw8nn5O-I/AAAAAAAAAWs/_eILqbRcC_w/s1600-h/State+champs+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338789701257608162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Shcw8nn5O-I/AAAAAAAAAWs/_eILqbRcC_w/s320/State+champs+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Shcw8RZe6MI/AAAAAAAAAWk/7WaKbd84phc/s1600-h/IMG_6042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338789695291582658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Shcw8RZe6MI/AAAAAAAAAWk/7WaKbd84phc/s320/IMG_6042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Parker and the ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Shcw8eSV0YI/AAAAAAAAAWc/wysxcQXLUVs/s1600-h/IMG_5399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338789698751287682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Shcw8eSV0YI/AAAAAAAAAWc/wysxcQXLUVs/s320/IMG_5399.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Starting of the game line up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Shcw8JwE7VI/AAAAAAAAAWU/5yWvhYbX934/s1600-h/State+champs+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338789693238865234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Shcw8JwE7VI/AAAAAAAAAWU/5yWvhYbX934/s320/State+champs+005.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/185709477952467036-4230551225252706076?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4230551225252706076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=4230551225252706076&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/4230551225252706076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/4230551225252706076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/mvhs-state-champs-yeah.html' title='MVHS STATE CHAMPS!! YEAH!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Shcw8--R2wI/AAAAAAAAAW0/39Nx31t9tcQ/s72-c/State+champs+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-7508942824214570899</id><published>2009-05-22T16:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T10:17:04.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mic's scholarship to Dixie</title><content type='html'>Mic received the Dixie Dean scholarship to Dixie college that he is going to for a semester in August before his mission.  YEAH!  He also got the 10 ten award from Timpanogos.  He also got honorary ropes to wear at graduation on his robe.  We are very proud of him&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/ShmAhwtKKCI/AAAAAAAAAXE/O8vwEqm2HRQ/s1600-h/State+champs+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339440150722783266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/ShmAhwtKKCI/AAAAAAAAAXE/O8vwEqm2HRQ/s320/State+champs+034.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/185709477952467036-7508942824214570899?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7508942824214570899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=7508942824214570899&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/7508942824214570899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/7508942824214570899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/mics-scholarship-to-dixie.html' title='Mic&apos;s scholarship to Dixie'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/ShmAhwtKKCI/AAAAAAAAAXE/O8vwEqm2HRQ/s72-c/State+champs+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-8577499105041609194</id><published>2009-05-20T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T08:08:08.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mic's HUGE award and VOTE for Mic!</title><content type='html'>Mic received the John Philip Sousa award in band. His name is going to be engraved on a plaque in the band room at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Timpanogos&lt;/span&gt; for all to see. This award was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;given&lt;/span&gt; to Mic for his dedication and performance in band. This is a huge award and we are so proud of him. Great job Mic. He even got his very own first little trophy for band and of course my favorite candy bar!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/ShVslQeFRJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/hO38CXIkr6A/s1600-h/IMG_0706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338292320649692306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/ShVslQeFRJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/hO38CXIkr6A/s320/IMG_0706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is really cool! Vote for Mic's song. He has about 60 votes so far but he needs to catch up to an Osmond who has over 1600 votes. Vote every day. Mic is the one with the the 2 little boys in overalls. That's when they were little. He is about #15 down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, this is Mic!&lt;br /&gt;Remember that music showcase contest I was in?&lt;br /&gt;Well its starting again for the summer showcase! Please vote for my song every day so I can get money for college!&lt;br /&gt;Here's how it works:&lt;br /&gt;1. Go to &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/l/;http://music.mormontimes.com/index.php?ref=mtHomeAD" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/l/;http://music.mormontimes.com/index.php?ref=mtHomeAD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Then in the upper right-hand corner click: Sign up here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Quickly enter in some info.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Now click on the SHOWCASE tab at the top and scroll down to find my name. Click it and listen to my song and vote! Vote EVERYDAY and TELL YOUR FRIENDS!!! Thanks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-8577499105041609194?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8577499105041609194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=8577499105041609194&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/8577499105041609194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/8577499105041609194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/vote-for-mic.html' title='Mic&apos;s HUGE award and VOTE for Mic!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/ShVslQeFRJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/hO38CXIkr6A/s72-c/IMG_0706.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-692243465279524685</id><published>2009-05-18T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T06:47:49.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mic's Seminary Graduation and Twin Sisters</title><content type='html'>Congratualations Mic!!!! Mic did a great job giving a wonderful talk and doing a musical with his friend. I can't believe he is graduating and going off to College and then a mission in 8 months. Mic was just this little guy (2) running around saying "I do, I do". That's was basically his first words and now he is all grown up. I am sad, but I am happy at the same time. I'm excited to see how he does on his own. Okay someone else has to learn to play the piano or I'm seriously going to go crazy without it! Haley is learning, but hurry up. Ha Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/ShFlQ1-iRFI/AAAAAAAAAVc/HDhs0ji95Go/s1600-h/IMG_0667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337158373452432466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/ShFlQ1-iRFI/AAAAAAAAAVc/HDhs0ji95Go/s320/IMG_0667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my Mom Alice and Alice Ann Young. I have always thought they look alike and they have the same name. I had to get a picture.   I asked Alice Ann to come and meet her twin sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/ShFlQrYK4jI/AAAAAAAAAVU/4-bBYkm5yHc/s1600-h/IMG_0672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337158370607161906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/ShFlQrYK4jI/AAAAAAAAAVU/4-bBYkm5yHc/s320/IMG_0672.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/185709477952467036-692243465279524685?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/692243465279524685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=692243465279524685&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/692243465279524685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/692243465279524685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/mics-seminary-graduation-and-twin.html' title='Mic&apos;s Seminary Graduation and Twin Sisters'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/ShFlQ1-iRFI/AAAAAAAAAVc/HDhs0ji95Go/s72-c/IMG_0667.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-5649516436235069660</id><published>2009-05-12T13:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T13:44:20.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom # 2 if you can see it</title><content type='html'>Here is Mic's last prom.  The pictures are very small which I got off facebook.  I'm waiting for a CD.  Mic had a blast and they had a lot of fun.  It was hard having 2 proms in one night at 2 different schools.  I wanted to go to both of their houses to get pictures but they were doing them at the same time.  Parker was ready and Mic's group was still going around picking up their dates, so I went to Rachel's(Parker's date) house and got pictures and I ended up not getting to Mic's to get pictures, but they are making a CD.  Here are the pictures.  Hope you can see them.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sgneijvf2xI/AAAAAAAAAVM/FvDMNn_bxto/s1600-h/2790_73972940966_562100966_1927517_3809789_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335039918888442642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sgneijvf2xI/AAAAAAAAAVM/FvDMNn_bxto/s320/2790_73972940966_562100966_1927517_3809789_s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SgneiSlwi2I/AAAAAAAAAVE/N2yWiFAkPLo/s1600-h/2790_73972885966_562100966_1927508_5156926_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335039914284190562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SgneiSlwi2I/AAAAAAAAAVE/N2yWiFAkPLo/s320/2790_73972885966_562100966_1927508_5156926_s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SgneieYrb3I/AAAAAAAAAU8/O4vNUGyOmxY/s1600-h/2790_73972855966_562100966_1927503_6592368_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335039917450555250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 86px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SgneieYrb3I/AAAAAAAAAU8/O4vNUGyOmxY/s320/2790_73972855966_562100966_1927503_6592368_s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-5649516436235069660?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5649516436235069660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=5649516436235069660&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/5649516436235069660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/5649516436235069660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/prom-2-if-you-can-see-it.html' title='Prom # 2 if you can see it'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sgneijvf2xI/AAAAAAAAAVM/FvDMNn_bxto/s72-c/2790_73972940966_562100966_1927517_3809789_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-7896330249579304837</id><published>2009-05-11T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T06:18:06.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A GIGANTIC Mother's Day card</title><content type='html'>I love cards on Mother's Day! They are the best gifts and my kids all made me cards. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Parker&lt;/span&gt; and Haley had a contest to see who could make me cry the most. First I read &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Parker's&lt;/span&gt; which is this one, the gigantic one(The frame by it is a 8 x 10, so you can see how big it is). His made me cry and so Haley said I am going to make Mom cry more. I was crying at all their cards. The things they wrote were from the heart. I loved it and I felt loved.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SggijhPd95I/AAAAAAAAAU0/FRC5NwZP8AA/s1600-h/IMG_0560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334551752234366866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SggijhPd95I/AAAAAAAAAU0/FRC5NwZP8AA/s320/IMG_0560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what Parker wrote in his if you can read it. If you click on the picture you can read it better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sggijavsj_I/AAAAAAAAAUs/iy98EbaqHUg/s1600-h/IMG_0561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334551750490492914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sggijavsj_I/AAAAAAAAAUs/iy98EbaqHUg/s320/IMG_0561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Haley's card to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SggijAkRcNI/AAAAAAAAAUk/o8kfn5FjFDs/s1600-h/IMG_0565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334551743463256274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SggijAkRcNI/AAAAAAAAAUk/o8kfn5FjFDs/s320/IMG_0565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Zac's&lt;/span&gt; card that he made at school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sggii0EzFVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/gkKjAUw_G6M/s1600-h/IMG_0562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334551740110017874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sggii0EzFVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/gkKjAUw_G6M/s320/IMG_0562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is Reilly's card he made at school. Mic's gift is not ready yet, but he has spent 3 hours on it and he also cleaned all the windows inside our house on Sat. I have wonderful kids. And I feel loved.  I even got Mother of the Year award from my Mom and sisters.  They gave me a big pot of pretty white flowers.  Now that made me cry too.   Happy Mothers Day everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sggiijgjl2I/AAAAAAAAAUU/5xpXJP9_SVc/s1600-h/IMG_0563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334551735663040354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sggiijgjl2I/AAAAAAAAAUU/5xpXJP9_SVc/s320/IMG_0563.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/185709477952467036-7896330249579304837?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7896330249579304837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=7896330249579304837&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/7896330249579304837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/7896330249579304837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/gigantic-mothers-day-card.html' title='A GIGANTIC Mother&apos;s Day card'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SggijhPd95I/AAAAAAAAAU0/FRC5NwZP8AA/s72-c/IMG_0560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-8513453822109866656</id><published>2009-05-08T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T20:54:17.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope of America for the 4th time!!!</title><content type='html'>I totally love this program. We have gone to it 4 times now with our kids and we have one more to go. Those are kids in the flag with red, white and blue shirts on. It's so cool&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SgT9UaMY7CI/AAAAAAAAAT8/LeUTA9EQpmg/s1600-h/IMG_0493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333666385784007714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SgT9UaMY7CI/AAAAAAAAAT8/LeUTA9EQpmg/s320/IMG_0493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Reilly and his cousin Madi who were both in the program&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SgT9T1ZiE3I/AAAAAAAAAT0/VssTd84BKO4/s1600-h/IMG_0515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333666375907021682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SgT9T1ZiE3I/AAAAAAAAAT0/VssTd84BKO4/s320/IMG_0515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SgT9TicYV9I/AAAAAAAAATs/m1DNGBHUNbA/s1600-h/IMG_0511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333666370818693074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SgT9TicYV9I/AAAAAAAAATs/m1DNGBHUNbA/s320/IMG_0511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Reilly's birthday was the same night so we made a big sign to hold up and Reilly saw it from the floor. We were sitting way up high. I told Reilly to look for the big green sign, that way he would be able to see where we were sitting. It worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SgT9Tc9njeI/AAAAAAAAATk/0uA53QXHKbI/s1600-h/IMG_0491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333666369347489250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SgT9Tc9njeI/AAAAAAAAATk/0uA53QXHKbI/s320/IMG_0491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile Reilly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SgT9THAz2uI/AAAAAAAAATc/Oe6Od8L7dsY/s1600-h/IMG_0506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333666363455298274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SgT9THAz2uI/AAAAAAAAATc/Oe6Od8L7dsY/s320/IMG_0506.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/185709477952467036-8513453822109866656?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8513453822109866656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=8513453822109866656&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/8513453822109866656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/8513453822109866656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/hope-of-america-for-4th-time.html' title='Hope of America for the 4th time!!!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SgT9UaMY7CI/AAAAAAAAAT8/LeUTA9EQpmg/s72-c/IMG_0493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-6220793381215207255</id><published>2009-05-07T06:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T06:53:07.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mic's Court of Honor</title><content type='html'>Congratulations Mic!  We had over 90 people to come and see Mic's Court of Honor.  Wow!  We almost did not have enough chairs and cake.  Thank you all for coming, that meant alot to Mic.  Thank you for supporting him in his project and being there for him.  Now we get to work on Parker.  I think Mom and Dad's should have their Eagles too with all the work that goes into it.  Where is my award????  Oh wait..... it's Mic and how proud of him I am.  It feels so awesome to have an Eagle Scout for a son.  Great job Mic!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SgLmEpW2kjI/AAAAAAAAATU/BcTcoLQBVaA/s1600-h/IMG_0477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333077876255658546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SgLmEpW2kjI/AAAAAAAAATU/BcTcoLQBVaA/s320/IMG_0477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The family of the Eagle Scout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SgLl75tG3JI/AAAAAAAAATM/XOtOtYaQrtY/s1600-h/IMG_0473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333077726025145490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SgLl75tG3JI/AAAAAAAAATM/XOtOtYaQrtY/s320/IMG_0473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mic putting the Dad pin on his Dad.  The Mom picture did not turn out so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SgLl7U_nxhI/AAAAAAAAATE/is8pPJ3FH5M/s1600-h/IMG_0474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333077716170688018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SgLl7U_nxhI/AAAAAAAAATE/is8pPJ3FH5M/s320/IMG_0474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mic really felt that he wanted to give the mentor pin to Jeremy West.  Mic really looked up to him and had some great times in scouts with him.  Reilly is now in 11 year old scouts and we wish that the West were no moving.  You guys are great with scouts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SgLl67JMvjI/AAAAAAAAAS8/mzIc5sqB5GE/s1600-h/IMG_0442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333077709231537714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SgLl67JMvjI/AAAAAAAAAS8/mzIc5sqB5GE/s320/IMG_0442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mic and his Eagle we got him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SgLl6iZBf9I/AAAAAAAAAS0/UEQpxF5EEoc/s1600-h/IMG_0438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333077702587023314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SgLl6iZBf9I/AAAAAAAAAS0/UEQpxF5EEoc/s320/IMG_0438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mic and his table of all his scout accomplishments.&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/185709477952467036-6220793381215207255?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6220793381215207255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=6220793381215207255&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/6220793381215207255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/6220793381215207255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/mics-court-of-honor.html' title='Mic&apos;s Court of Honor'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SgLmEpW2kjI/AAAAAAAAATU/BcTcoLQBVaA/s72-c/IMG_0477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-4294553980355909235</id><published>2009-05-05T06:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T06:38:04.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom # 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SgBA3khthyI/AAAAAAAAASs/q3j_Uz5SGoU/s1600-h/IMG_0426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332333282248722210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SgBA3khthyI/AAAAAAAAASs/q3j_Uz5SGoU/s320/IMG_0426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Parkers 1st prom.  He was so excited for this day.  He was in heaven.  He has never wore a suit and he looked so good.  He had a great time and he looks forward to many more.  He said he is going to every dance there is.  That's Parker for ya&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/185709477952467036-4294553980355909235?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4294553980355909235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=4294553980355909235&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/4294553980355909235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/4294553980355909235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/prom-1.html' title='Prom # 1'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SgBA3khthyI/AAAAAAAAASs/q3j_Uz5SGoU/s72-c/IMG_0426.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-529319971463933189</id><published>2009-05-03T07:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T07:47:24.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Womans Conference</title><content type='html'>Here is a picture of my Mom, sister Shelley and me at Womans Conference.  I only went Thursday all day and we had so much fun.  You guys have to go next year.  I saw Sister Chipman and Sister Young there.  Tons of people go and there is so many great speakers.  We had a blast and got spiritually fed.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sf2uEpiwV4I/AAAAAAAAASk/jVbqU8N-b3Y/s1600-h/Womans+Conference+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331608928770873218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sf2uEpiwV4I/AAAAAAAAASk/jVbqU8N-b3Y/s320/Womans+Conference+2009.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/185709477952467036-529319971463933189?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/529319971463933189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=529319971463933189&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/529319971463933189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/529319971463933189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/womans-conference.html' title='Womans Conference'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sf2uEpiwV4I/AAAAAAAAASk/jVbqU8N-b3Y/s72-c/Womans+Conference+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-3530255470141969775</id><published>2009-04-22T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T07:14:03.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Eagle Scout</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Se8i439Vz0I/AAAAAAAAASc/QZFcGODeXYw/s1600-h/IMG_0360-edited%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327515244691836738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Se8i439Vz0I/AAAAAAAAASc/QZFcGODeXYw/s320/IMG_0360-edited%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is our Eagle Scout that we are so very proud of. We are having his Eagle Court of Honor May 3rd.  1 down 3 more to go. Parker is doing his project this summer. Reilly is turning 11 in 16 days and will get his Arrow of light at pack meeting. He is way excited! Zac just got in Bears. There is lots of Scouts at our house. Sometimes Haley and I want to get out and have a girls day and we do and it's fun. We even did that a few days ago. We went shopping and had cold stone ice cream we could not pass up, but don't tell anyone. Ha ha!&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/185709477952467036-3530255470141969775?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3530255470141969775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=3530255470141969775&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/3530255470141969775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/3530255470141969775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-eagle-scout.html' title='Our Eagle Scout'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Se8i439Vz0I/AAAAAAAAASc/QZFcGODeXYw/s72-c/IMG_0360-edited%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-5226380682416606504</id><published>2009-04-15T18:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T16:52:33.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter is back!!!!  NO!!!!!!!  More pictures of the snow</title><content type='html'>Here is some more pictures of the 8 inches that fell in one night.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SekVuceiUhI/AAAAAAAAASU/IU_EVTuZeJE/s1600-h/IMG_0299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325811922004759058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SekVuceiUhI/AAAAAAAAASU/IU_EVTuZeJE/s320/IMG_0299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is looking across the street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SekVtwk2RhI/AAAAAAAAASM/NfuFFiNpSVY/s1600-h/IMG_0298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325811910220072466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SekVtwk2RhI/AAAAAAAAASM/NfuFFiNpSVY/s320/IMG_0298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Parker walking down the front steps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SekVttolVuI/AAAAAAAAASE/VJ_uxLj6C8c/s1600-h/IMG_0304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325811909430433506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SekVttolVuI/AAAAAAAAASE/VJ_uxLj6C8c/s320/IMG_0304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 8 inches of snow on our car!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The coolest snowman ever. Potatoes for the eyes, broccoli for nose and carrots for the mouth and sticks for the arms. I love it!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SeaPx4sxJoI/AAAAAAAAAR8/m70sY0D47gs/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325101696608708226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SeaPx4sxJoI/AAAAAAAAAR8/m70sY0D47gs/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew there was a reason I did not change my background of snowflakes.. winter decided to come back with full force today. This is crazy, but when I got home from the movies Parker had a huge cool snowman in the front yard for me. I was so excited cause I love snowmen in the front yard. Maybe they will build more for me cause it really snowed a ton more all night long. Is spring going to ever get here or did we just get a tiny taste of it a few days ago? Did summer get skipped and is winter here again?&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/185709477952467036-5226380682416606504?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5226380682416606504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=5226380682416606504&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/5226380682416606504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/5226380682416606504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/winter-is-back-no.html' title='Winter is back!!!!  NO!!!!!!!  More pictures of the snow'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SekVuceiUhI/AAAAAAAAASU/IU_EVTuZeJE/s72-c/IMG_0299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-5899968452873102980</id><published>2009-04-06T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T07:14:47.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MVH soccer again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SdoNUxTMD9I/AAAAAAAAAR0/31x4ZsOH-1Y/s1600-h/2009+04+02+Parker+MV+soccer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321580560174026706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SdoNUxTMD9I/AAAAAAAAAR0/31x4ZsOH-1Y/s320/2009+04+02+Parker+MV+soccer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we go again.  Mountain View High School soccer.  In his last game he assisted a teammate in the winning goal.  So far they have won all their games and plan to go all the way to state in May.  They did last year but ended up coming in second.  This year they plan to WIN first place!  Parker has been doing soccer every day and he LOVES it.  He has to get new soccer shirts because he is getting bigger muscles.  He plans to play soccer in college somewhere.  He is doing awesome!&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/185709477952467036-5899968452873102980?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5899968452873102980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=5899968452873102980&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/5899968452873102980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/5899968452873102980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/mvh-soccer-again.html' title='MVH soccer again'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SdoNUxTMD9I/AAAAAAAAAR0/31x4ZsOH-1Y/s72-c/2009+04+02+Parker+MV+soccer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-9013489780448270613</id><published>2009-04-03T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T11:04:16.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't they just go away!!!!</title><content type='html'>I did the treadmill 2 days in a row and did sit ups and lunges, but today I am pretty sore and decided to rest, I also have done something to my neck because I cant turn my head so I did not do the treadmill today.   But hey, I did some cleaning yesterday and today so that counts as exercise, right?  I'm doing okay on the treats and have had only a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I cleaned more of my kitchen, like pulled out the stove and the fridge and under the sink and I found lots of crumbs and mouse pooh!  Just lovely!  Thanks to that field next door we have mice.  Not so nice.  I guess I will be the only one to sweep cause I think the kids just sweep the crumbs under stuff and the mice are getting a big feast!  Well, I got a mask on, opened windows and put gloves on and vacuumed it all up then mopped the floor and put everything back.  It took me all day, and it's still not clean.  I cleaned out cabinets and drawers too.  I still have baseboards to clean, blinds to clean, and a few cabinets.  But I'm too tired.  I actually just want to blow up my house and build another one so it's all nice and clean.  That would be nice.  I went and bought mouse traps, the cheap ones since they work the best, and I caught 2 mice last night while we were sleeping.  I hope I get them all.    I think we need another cat, which we might have to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-9013489780448270613?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9013489780448270613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=9013489780448270613&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/9013489780448270613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/9013489780448270613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/cant-they-just-go-away.html' title='Can&apos;t they just go away!!!!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-845832813394932118</id><published>2009-04-01T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T20:31:05.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I NEED help.....</title><content type='html'>finding some motivation to EXERCISE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today was the first day I have had alone. It's snowing and cold and so it's a great day to stay inside with no one home ALL day. I have been trying to get on the treadmill for months and be consistent, so I can be ready to run outside. The most I have done is 3 days in a row, then it ends. Well today I forced myself to get on the treadmill. First I had to figure out how to put music on a MP3 player since my other one is not working and I wanted the same songs, so I sat down at the computer and figured out how to delete all the songs on this other MP3 player and put my songs on it. I'm amazed I did it, and I found some motivation to do the treadmill. I got everything I needed and got on it before I lost that motivation and 30 min later I was done with 100 sit ups and lunges. Oops I might be really sore from those. I decided to run for 6 min straight without stopping, then when I got to 6 I said to myself " I can do more" so I had a goal to run 8, then 10, then 12. I had run a mile! I know I'm really slow. I went a total of 3 miles with walking, running, using weights, and doing the incline. I DID IT! Now lets see if I can do it the next day, and the next, and the next, and.... I HAVE TOO, that's where I need your help. Prayers, words, keeping chocolate away from me, ANYTHING! I have to do this so I have things to wear this summer. All my summer clothes are tight and I'm not buying new ones. I really love to run, especially in the mornings when it's warm and not freezing like today. If I can just do this for 2 weeks I think I will be on my way. I've got to do this. Now, I've got to clean my house... hey, that's more exercise. I really just want to lay on my bed right now and watch a movie with no one home, but..... I can't, not till I clean this house, then I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Hours later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dishes done, fridge, pantry, microwave, stove all cleaned out, floor swept and mopped and carpet vacuumed in kitchen, and laundry going. The kitchen cupboards and drawers and blinds will have to wait till another day. They are bad inside and they need organized! Now I'm going to vacuum the entire house since I just cleaned out the vacuum just now, so it will work better. Then we will see about a movie or better yet a NAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hour later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole house is vacuumed except behind couches, beds, and dressers, ( that will have to wait for another day) but it looks much better and it's amazing how good the vacuum picks up once you clean the vacuum first. Now I think I better shower and go grocery shopping since the pantry and fridge are empty, run a few errands, and then maybe I can watch a movie... oh wait then the kids will be home by then... hey maybe I can put them to work cleaning more then I can watch a movie while they are cleaning.... Yeah right, like that will happen. Check back later and see where my motivation takes me. Hopefully this motivation will last 2 weeks or I'm in trouble. I still need your help. anything. Oh, and by the way I have not had a treat YET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 hours later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got all my errands done, did some more laundry and bought vegetables, and fruits and no treats at the grocery store. Still have not had a treat! I'm kinda crashing tho and want one really bad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 hours later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished all my laundry, went to YW, YM combined mutual activity and got some exercise running around with 5 youth in my car doing R. A. K (random acts of kindness). We even got a candy bar at one house and I did not eat it,.... but shoot I just remembered we got a handful of M &amp;amp; M's at another house and I ate about 5, but maybe that does not count because I did not want to be rude and not take any. She was so happy to give them out. This activity was so much fun and it felt good to do nice things for people. The youth loved it, and want to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there is my day, now I'm ready to lay down and watch American Idol and go to bed. I hope I can keep this up. I might have to have a treat here and there to keep me going. But that's okay, right?? Sorry this post is so long, but I had fun doing it and getting some exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no..... Haley wants to make oatmeal raisin cookies right now and it's 9:30.  I love those cookies, but hey oatmeal is good for you right.  Okay, I will just have one and run an extra 5 min tomorrow for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-845832813394932118?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/845832813394932118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=845832813394932118&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/845832813394932118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/845832813394932118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-need-help.html' title='I NEED help.....'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-9110038281058044135</id><published>2009-03-30T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T15:37:29.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving on a blanket of snow</title><content type='html'>This is what it looked like in Heber today way up in the mountains. I found this picture on the Internet, but this is what it looked like as we drove up to a cabin to clean it. Good thing we have a 4 wheel drive or we could not have made it. We drove on a road to the cabin that had not been plowed at all and I was the first one to drive on it. It was about a  foot deep and we drove through it just fine. My sister Joni and I were pretty nervous but we ended up laughing and loving it. It was so beautiful this morning and I found this picture that looked like how we saw it. White, soft, untouched, and beautiful. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SdEpTol5SZI/AAAAAAAAARs/_GsjiefZ2dc/s1600-h/blanket+of+snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319078052191881618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SdEpTol5SZI/AAAAAAAAARs/_GsjiefZ2dc/s320/blanket+of+snow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now we just need spring to get here and stay. This is all the winter I can take. Where is the sunshine and warmth?&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/185709477952467036-9110038281058044135?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9110038281058044135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=9110038281058044135&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/9110038281058044135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/9110038281058044135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/driving-on-blanket-of-snow.html' title='Driving on a blanket of snow'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SdEpTol5SZI/AAAAAAAAARs/_GsjiefZ2dc/s72-c/blanket+of+snow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-6513171746020759063</id><published>2009-03-26T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T12:11:44.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parker's soccer cake, and gifts</title><content type='html'>Parker's 16th birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are Parker's new soccer shoes for his birthday.  He got them about 2 weeks ago so it was an early present.  Soccer shoes cost ALOT!  Especially when he needs some that will last since he plays alot.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sc0jaNS-sII/AAAAAAAAARk/W5sXq7Y3mog/s1600-h/IMG_0183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317945668147261570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sc0jaNS-sII/AAAAAAAAARk/W5sXq7Y3mog/s320/IMG_0183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is #2 soccer cake I made in a week. Parker loves soccer and he wanted a soccer cake just like Zac's.  Everyone wanted a piece of the soccer ball and it actually fed everyone.  Now there is just a big hole in the middle of the cake.  I went to his weight training class with a big poster and a big bag of treats and all the soccer guys sang happy birthday to him.  Then at soccer practice someone, they don't know who brought lots of cupcakes.  They are not sure if they were for Parkers birthday, but they all ate them anyway.  Parker said it might have been from the cheerleaders.  He has a few fans.  Ha Ha!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sc0ihqiT8lI/AAAAAAAAARc/oBJepKsqVuQ/s1600-h/IMG_0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317944696743653970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sc0ihqiT8lI/AAAAAAAAARc/oBJepKsqVuQ/s320/IMG_0177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy 16th Birtday Parker!!!! Now you can DATE, and drive in May when you get your licence&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/ScuClEJBEUI/AAAAAAAAARU/j2u0Pk6-JJA/s1600-h/IMG_0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317487358319333698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/ScuClEJBEUI/AAAAAAAAARU/j2u0Pk6-JJA/s320/IMG_0176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a poster I made him cause he loves candy. It says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were born the doctor took extra care (gum) of you. Although he did have to give you a shot in your heel to check your blood and it gave you DOTS. You were such a cute baby(baby ruth). What cute little fingers( butterfinger) you had. As you got older the girls started to notice that your were not a Nerd(nerds candy) and that you were a 100 grand(candy bar). All the babes(sugar babies) were after you but you had plenty(Good &amp;amp; Plenty) of soccer to keep you busy. You had many crunches(crunch candy bar) to do at recess(reese's candy bar). When you get your licence you will be a lifesaver(lifesaver jelly beans), but dont roll(rolo candy bar) the car and get your licence twixed(twix candy bar) away. Happy Birthday Parker!&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/185709477952467036-6513171746020759063?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6513171746020759063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=6513171746020759063&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/6513171746020759063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/6513171746020759063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/parker-is-16-today.html' title='Parker&apos;s soccer cake, and gifts'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/Sc0jaNS-sII/AAAAAAAAARk/W5sXq7Y3mog/s72-c/IMG_0183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-8076421125204100512</id><published>2009-03-21T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T14:20:41.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The soccer cake</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt;!!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Zac's&lt;/span&gt; birthday was March 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and he turned 9.  He wanted a soccer cake so I made him a soccer ball on a green field.  I'm not a professional, but it was fun and the ball actually turned out nice and round.  It was fun, and when it was time to cut the cake, everyone wanted a piece of the ball so there ended up being a big hole in the middle of the green field.  He loves soccer, but ended up getting a basketball and basketball shoes for his birthday.  He wants to try out all kinds of sports.  We took him out to eat and he was so excited he got to order from the adults menu instead of the kids.  He even warned everyone not to eat his left overs because he wanted to eat them for lunch the next day.  He should have duck taped it closed because someone took a few bites he said and he was not very happy.  Over all he thanked me for everything and said he had a great birthday.  Oh, and I also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt; him at school by bringing him a balloon and treats for his class and we all sang to him.  He loved everything.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/ScVXLcUFwoI/AAAAAAAAARM/eWSpO_1QcRA/s1600-h/IMG_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315750789271372418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/ScVXLcUFwoI/AAAAAAAAARM/eWSpO_1QcRA/s320/IMG_0142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt; and his birthday cake.  He finally smiled after 3 pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/ScVXK4WOYYI/AAAAAAAAARE/lKi_uqBtl1A/s1600-h/IMG_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315750779616649602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/ScVXK4WOYYI/AAAAAAAAARE/lKi_uqBtl1A/s320/IMG_0129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A better view of the not so professional cake, but fun to make.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt; did the goal post and his name.&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/185709477952467036-8076421125204100512?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8076421125204100512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=8076421125204100512&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/8076421125204100512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/8076421125204100512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/soccer-cake.html' title='The soccer cake'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/ScVXLcUFwoI/AAAAAAAAARM/eWSpO_1QcRA/s72-c/IMG_0142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-1677343093653928260</id><published>2009-03-12T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T16:09:53.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Red Rope</title><content type='html'>I really wish I could feel like the top red rope right now, but I don't think I will for a long time. I feel like the bottom one right now and have for a whole week. Getting a new calling is very scary especially the one I just got. Young Womans President. Yikes! I am really excited and I just love the Young Woman in our ward. They are amazing! I love going to camp and seeing how strong of testimonies they have. I am really excited for this, but I am soooo scared. I have no idea what I am doing. A friend told me to just talk to them and love them and everything will be fine. I am trying to keep that my goal.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SbmUImFS6HI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/LLyX7tNY4kc/s1600-h/thumbnailCAQO8FR0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312440110842833010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 91px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SbmUImFS6HI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/LLyX7tNY4kc/s320/thumbnailCAQO8FR0.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/185709477952467036-1677343093653928260?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1677343093653928260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=1677343093653928260&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/1677343093653928260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/1677343093653928260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/red-rope.html' title='The Red Rope'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SbmUImFS6HI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/LLyX7tNY4kc/s72-c/thumbnailCAQO8FR0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-7743410750370712334</id><published>2009-02-25T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T07:44:45.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh NO!  Not again....SPIDERS!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>It happened AGAIN! I was working with my sister and it had been a long day. While we were working, my sister said she saw something fly in the corner of her eye and heard a swooping noise. We freaked out! I don’t know if it was our imagination or not, but we kept hearing that noise and feeling like there was a bat flying around. We never saw it, but felt it. I said to her.. "Oh great, now I will probably have a spider dream tonight." Well..... I DID! And it was the worst one yet. It was 3:00 in the morning and I was dreaming Andy and I were opening up this box. It was kinda an Indiana Jones type of setting. Okay, so we open this box and I start to open this white letter size envelope and all the sudden all these fat 1 inch spiders start crawling out very fast and going all over the bed. They were really fat and transparent, and very freaky. I jump up on my knees screaming and pulling the sheets and I look up still asleep and see Andy yelling and on his knees wondering what he is doing. It kinda scared me and looked like he was coming after me so I scream louder, he was actually trying to get me to wake up,  then I wake up and jump off the bed and realize I had a scary spider dream. I turn on all the lights and search the bed, and then I end up back in bed laughing uncontrollably while watching for spiders. Every time I think about us kneeling on the bed screaming and yelling at 3 in the morning I cant stop laughing. Our kids did not hear a thing, except Mic heard us laughing. Andy was up for a while after that hearing noises and having a bad feeling. The next morning we found a mouse in the kitchen stuck to a mouse sticky trap. The noise Andy was hearing was probably the mouse trying to get away. WHY do I have these scary spider dreams? I’m afraid to go to sleep every night. HELP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-7743410750370712334?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7743410750370712334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=7743410750370712334&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/7743410750370712334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/7743410750370712334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-no-not-againspiders.html' title='Oh NO!  Not again....SPIDERS!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-1213931528319927326</id><published>2009-02-24T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T06:22:12.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is wrong with this picture?</title><content type='html'>I just had to post this picture, and got a good laugh at it.  This was at walmart.  Isn't clearance supposed to mean a lower price?   Now that's a deal!   Ha Ha!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SaQBEcPx06I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/W7i3F1TW1as/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306367436762764194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SaQBEcPx06I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/W7i3F1TW1as/s320/untitled.bmp" 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/185709477952467036-1213931528319927326?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1213931528319927326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=1213931528319927326&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/1213931528319927326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/1213931528319927326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-is-wrong-with-this-picture.html' title='What is wrong with this picture?'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SaQBEcPx06I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/W7i3F1TW1as/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-1091688821801241670</id><published>2009-02-22T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T10:14:41.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner, Breakfast, Chocolate chip cookies, and a clean kitchen all in one morning!</title><content type='html'>This morning was a good morning. I got up and made lasagna for dinner since I wont be home to make it later, and so my family does not have to worry about making dinner. I put it in the fridge so all they have to do is stick it in the oven and dinner is ready. I also made french toast for everyone for breakfast, and while that was cooking I made chocolate chip cookies to say thank you to a few people. I cleaned the whole kitchen while the cookies baked, folded laundry, sewed Haley's skirt and sewed Zac's church pants,  and now I have to wait to shower for church because all the hot water is gone, so I decided to update my blog. I have not cooked for weeks and it felt good. I actually went grocery shopping last night and felt out of place. I could not remember where stuff was and I had no clue what to buy. It's been nice to have a few min, usually at midnight to check every ones blogs. I have not been able to comment alot, but just reading your blogs helped me relax and get ready for the next day. Thanks for blogging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-1091688821801241670?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1091688821801241670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=1091688821801241670&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/1091688821801241670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/1091688821801241670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/dinner-breakfast-chocolate-chip-cookies.html' title='Dinner, Breakfast, Chocolate chip cookies, and a clean kitchen all in one morning!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-7158841547355203201</id><published>2009-02-07T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T09:38:16.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is there no end in sight?</title><content type='html'>Can I just RUN away!  I seriously need a break.  I miss grocery shopping which I have not done in a month.  I miss cooking even tho I don't know how to cook.  I miss going to SEP's with the kids.  I miss doing the laundry and cleaning my house, yes I even miss cleaning the bathrooms.  I miss taking Parker driving so he can get his hours in...okay maybe I don't miss that.. it's too scary!  I miss going to Parkers games.  I miss being home when Zac and Reilly get home.  I miss reading a book without falling asleep or watching a full tv show without falling asleep.  I miss so many things right now and it turns out I might be able to do some of these things and work the same hours!  Andy was doing all these things and taking down Christmas lights but has hurt his foot and then the other foot.  Arg!  Okay he might be able to do some things.  There is that saying.  Mom's can do it all.  I guess that is my test right now.  Hopefully I will survive.  I do get to go to Haley's BB game today tho and hopefully I won't have to work so much today.  I do look forward to going to the Draper Temple open house which we are doing as a family on Monday at 3.  I can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-7158841547355203201?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7158841547355203201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=7158841547355203201&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/7158841547355203201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/7158841547355203201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/is-there-no-end-in-sight.html' title='Is there no end in sight?'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-6273437135902353009</id><published>2009-02-03T06:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T06:45:42.691-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='examples'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cancer'/><title type='text'>My nephews Josh and Ben who I miss so much</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SYhS4bsxrMI/AAAAAAAAAQs/kefD4qhWm6w/s1600-h/Josh+and+Ben.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298576091063102658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SYhS4bsxrMI/AAAAAAAAAQs/kefD4qhWm6w/s320/Josh+and+Ben.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today it has been 2 years since my nephew Josh passed away, He is the one in the hat and it's been a little over a year(Jan 25th) that my other nephew Ben passed away.  They are brothers and the most awesome brothers you will  ever see.  They both had cancer.  They both had Down Syndrome.  I love these guys so much and I really miss them alot.  They always made you laugh so hard.   They were full of so much love for everyone and anything.  I think about them so much, and I'm so glad I have so many great memories of them.  They were a huge example of how we all should be, so giving, so loving, so Christlike, so kind, so happy, so involved, and so much more.  My kids miss them alot and always talk about the times that Josh would chase them around the house, usually in his underwear and scare them with his big "BOO".  Whenever you would ask "Are you happy?" to Ben he would do a cute expression and laugh and nod his head.  I just love them so much and miss them and I feel honored that they are my nephews.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-6273437135902353009?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6273437135902353009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=6273437135902353009&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/6273437135902353009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/6273437135902353009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-nephews-josh-and-ben-who-i-miss-so.html' title='My nephews Josh and Ben who I miss so much'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SYhS4bsxrMI/AAAAAAAAAQs/kefD4qhWm6w/s72-c/Josh+and+Ben.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-5542299406448888871</id><published>2009-01-30T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T07:28:21.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Want some brownies???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SYMMoAt2ykI/AAAAAAAAAQk/_KjQ5DgcxJU/s1600-h/brownies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297091468244470338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SYMMoAt2ykI/AAAAAAAAAQk/_KjQ5DgcxJU/s320/brownies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want some? So do I. My friend Carole put cookies on hers and I stole her idea. Hope you don't mind. I don't have time to post anything big, working way too much, so I decided to post this to share with all of you. These brownies look so good. Maybe looking at treats instead of eating them will help me.  Maybe if I look at a treat long enough I will feel like I ate it.  I'm addicted to treats!!!!  Where is the veg's?   Treats sound so much better.   I wish it was warm outside so I could run 49 miles to run all these off. Hope I did not tempt anyone. Ha Ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-5542299406448888871?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5542299406448888871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=5542299406448888871&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/5542299406448888871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/5542299406448888871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/want-some-brownies.html' title='Want some brownies???'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SYMMoAt2ykI/AAAAAAAAAQk/_KjQ5DgcxJU/s72-c/brownies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-8999286014084412703</id><published>2009-01-24T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T23:32:38.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Million Dollars!!!</title><content type='html'>This is my Grandma at the hospital with all her stuffed animals we got her. Here is a picture of all my sisters and Mom and our wonderful Grandma. Today we went to see her and brought her all those bears and some flowers. We had such a fun visit and laughed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;. She is doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; better, but still has a few months of recovering to do. When we were about ready to leave we asked her if we could bring her anything back later like a treat or something, and she thought for a min then said.."I can think of something right now... A million dollars" We all burst out laughing. We really thought she would says some kind a treat. She is so funny even when she is in pain.  She also talked about the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cremated&lt;/span&gt;" hamburger they brought her with no tomatoes.   She always says some funny phrase to make us laugh.  We have a whole list of her sayings and we laugh when we say them.  I just love her to pieces. She keeps everyone laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SXwOjB5be7I/AAAAAAAAAQU/KtA7hoNc8bE/s1600-h/Grandma.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295123256848382898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SXwOjB5be7I/AAAAAAAAAQU/KtA7hoNc8bE/s320/Grandma.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our second visit and we brought her a card with play money inside saying it was a million dollars. She was in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of pain and seeing that play money made her smile. She thought it was so funny. It's been good to be down here in St. George to visit her. I think it has lifted her spirits and made her feel better. We are going to see her again tomorrow and bring some meals to put in her freezer for when she gets home. I wonder what other crazy funny thing she will say tomorrow. I just love her so much. It's been hard to see her in pain. She is 85, but she acts so much younger and is so spunky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SXwOjcbZcHI/AAAAAAAAAQc/aG8XggjZhgA/s1600-h/Grandma+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295123263970177138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SXwOjcbZcHI/AAAAAAAAAQc/aG8XggjZhgA/s320/Grandma+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/185709477952467036-8999286014084412703?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8999286014084412703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=8999286014084412703&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/8999286014084412703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/8999286014084412703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-my-grandma-at-hospital-with-all.html' title='A Million Dollars!!!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SXwOjB5be7I/AAAAAAAAAQU/KtA7hoNc8bE/s72-c/Grandma.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-4207046277093281072</id><published>2009-01-21T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T22:20:44.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A break from my 3 jobs!  YEAH!</title><content type='html'>This is my Grandma who lives in St. George and she fell 2 sundays ago walking into church and she broke 3 ribs and is still in the hospital.  My mom and all my sisters are going down this Sat and Sunday to help her and make up meals for her to put in her freezer, and clean her house.   She is the best Grandma in the world!  I just love her to pieces.  She is in her 80's and she is spunky and funny.  This fall has really set her back and I hope this visit will be good for her and boost her spirits, plus I need a break from all my jobs.    I feel really guilty going to St. George without my family cause that's the place we used to go, and we have not been on a family vacation in like 2 or 3 years.  We can't all aford to go, so I decided to just go cause my Mom and sisters are going too.  I'm just looking forward to seeing her and visiting with her and helping her get well and make things easier for her.  I just love her so much.  I hope sometime soon we can go as a family to visit her because she misses all the kids.  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SXgNztxFr9I/AAAAAAAAAQE/evsTm3aB1kI/s1600-h/Grandma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293996544083996626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SXgNztxFr9I/AAAAAAAAAQE/evsTm3aB1kI/s320/Grandma.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/185709477952467036-4207046277093281072?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4207046277093281072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=4207046277093281072&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/4207046277093281072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/4207046277093281072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/break-from-my-3-jobs-yeah.html' title='A break from my 3 jobs!  YEAH!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SXgNztxFr9I/AAAAAAAAAQE/evsTm3aB1kI/s72-c/Grandma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-4383263904000511378</id><published>2009-01-18T07:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T07:11:32.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still here, just working ALOT!</title><content type='html'>Work, work, work, that's all I have been doing EVERY day.  One day I worked 18 hours at 3 jobs!   The other days have been about 10 hours.   I started at 5:30 am and ended at 12 midnight.   I am grateful for the work and it came at the best time, when we need it.  I am tired and I am looking forward to just sitting down to read today or SLEEP.  This is a short post and I probably won't be able to post for awhile, but I'm still here.   I have not had time to look at all of yours and comment on them, so sorry.   I will soon.  Love ya all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-4383263904000511378?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4383263904000511378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=4383263904000511378&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/4383263904000511378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/4383263904000511378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-still-here-just-working-alot.html' title='I&apos;m still here, just working ALOT!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-362937494075583675</id><published>2009-01-08T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T06:31:15.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowman fun!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>After school I was shoveling snow on our driveway and Parker came home and grabbed a shovel and started helping me without being asked.  WHAT!  Then I asked him to build me a snowman and he said he would.  I finished the driveway then I decided to join him in building a snowman which I have not done with him since he was a kid.  I had to take pictures.  We had so much fun!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SWYM20bdbCI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OWc34XR3eJY/s1600-h/IMG_2132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288928948319513634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SWYM20bdbCI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OWc34XR3eJY/s320/IMG_2132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Building our snowman.  Now we have 3 in our yard.  Parker tried to make a hat out of snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SWYM19Z3NKI/AAAAAAAAAP0/tAUUcUi33Ec/s1600-h/IMG_2129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288928933548864674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SWYM19Z3NKI/AAAAAAAAAP0/tAUUcUi33Ec/s320/IMG_2129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are 2 other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;snow mans&lt;/span&gt; that I asked Reilly and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt; to build and I saw them as we were driving off to ward Temple night.  I had to get pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SWYMzwqQlHI/AAAAAAAAAPs/EiGzmyjkOhQ/s1600-h/2008+12+26+Christmas+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288928895768237170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SWYMzwqQlHI/AAAAAAAAAPs/EiGzmyjkOhQ/s320/2008+12+26+Christmas+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snowman builders.  They looked so cute from our front window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SWYMzmdbH7I/AAAAAAAAAPk/TqKxJNO1fQo/s1600-h/2008+12+26+Christmas+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288928893030047666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SWYMzmdbH7I/AAAAAAAAAPk/TqKxJNO1fQo/s320/2008+12+26+Christmas+002.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/185709477952467036-362937494075583675?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/362937494075583675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=362937494075583675&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/362937494075583675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/362937494075583675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/snowman-fun.html' title='Snowman fun!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SWYM20bdbCI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OWc34XR3eJY/s72-c/IMG_2132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-667988432813243200</id><published>2009-01-04T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T08:01:21.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got PIE anyone?</title><content type='html'>Does anyone want a piece of PIE?(Persuadeth, Inviteth, Enticeth) It's really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad my older sister put this on her blog and I wanted to share it with all of you because I think it's a good thing if there is a balance in all we do. So here it is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my sister, Shelley Owens blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In defense of my family, friends, and the whole blog-writing community, I have to share what we talked about in my Sunday School class that I taught last Sunday.Our discussion was on Moroni 7 where Mormon talks about the way to judge whether something is of God or of the devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But behold, that which is of God inviteth and enticeth to do good continually; wherefore, every thing which inviteth and enticeth to do good, and to love God, and to serve him, is inspired of God" (Moroni 7:13).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For behold, the Spirit of Christ is given to every man, that he may know good from evil; wherefore, I show unto you the way to judge: for every thing which inviteth to do good, and to persuade to believe in Christ, is sent forth by the power and gift of Christ; wherefore ye may know with a perfect knowledge it is of God" (Moroni 7:16).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But whatsoever thing persuadeth men to do evil, and believe not in Christ, and deny him, and serve not God, then ye may know with a perfect knowledge it is of the devil; for after this manner doth the devil work, for he persuadeth no man to do good, no, not one; neither do his angels; neither do they who subject themselves unto him" (Moroni 7:17).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We discussed an easy acronym to remember how to judge: &lt;strong&gt;PIE (Persuadeth, Inviteth, Enticeth).&lt;/strong&gt; I asked one of the kids if his playing the cello invites him to think of Christ, and he said yes, definitely. We talked about how to judge music, books, DVDs. We talked about the ways we spend our time and how there needs to be a balance. Sometimes, even if something is good, it could lead us down the wrong path if we spend so much time doing it that we neglect our other responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I brought up blogging. My co-teacher immediately jumped on it and said, "Now, what is a blog, really?" We all told her that a blog is like a journal online, a place for you to record and share your thoughts. She said, "What a complete waste of time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I told her that I wanted to share my family's and my experience with blogging that I promised would change her view. I started off by asking, "Does blogging persuade, invite, and entice me to think of Christ? Yes it does, and I'll tell you why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I then proceeded to explain how blogging has changed our family, how it has brought us closer together as a family. I told about the "Let Him In" challenge and how touched I have been as I have read my sisters' blogs and their experiences with letting Christ into their lives during the Christmas season. I told of the Gratitude posts and how it made everyone more grateful for their blessings. Did writing and reading those posts help us to think more of Christ? Yes. Did it ever entice us to not believe in Christ or to deny him or to not serve him? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also explained how it has made me feel closer to my sisters and mom. Before blogging (BB), first of all, I hardly knew anything that was going on in the family, much less knew anyone's deep spiritual feelings. I felt sort of disconnected to the family, being the only one up here and everyone else down there. After blogging (AB), I feel a special closeness to everyone and am really getting to know my family in a more personal way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this blogging technology from God?   Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Does it encourage families to be closer?  Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Does it persuade us to believe in Christ?  Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Does it invite us to do good?  Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Does it entice us to love God and serve him?  Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there you have it--PIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just wanted to thank all of you who have risked putting your feelings out there online, for your words that have inspired me, for all of your kind words in your comments, and most especially for your love. Keep on blogging! PIE! From SHELLEY(my awesome sister).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister Shelley wrote this in such perfect words I just had to copy and paste it because I loved it and wanted to share it with you. I hope you don't mind I did this Shelley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also reminded us that blogging can be bad if we neglect other important things in our lives like reading the scriptures too. Doing all these post about "Let Him In" and the "Gratitude" post has brought me closer to all of you and I think of Christ more and how to "Let Him In". I feel I am a stronger person and my testimony has been straightened because of reading all these post from others and making my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another post about a word will be coming up to so watch for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People sometimes say that blogging is bad because anyone can read your blog. Complete strangers and you don't know who they are... well if we have good things on our blog then I think it's good to share it with strangers because who knows, it could change their life forever for the good. I ditto what my sister says... Keep on blogging! PIE! Love all you guys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-667988432813243200?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/667988432813243200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=667988432813243200&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/667988432813243200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/667988432813243200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/got-pie-anyone.html' title='Got PIE anyone?'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-646244561839611241</id><published>2009-01-01T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T18:08:19.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The COOLEST blanket ever!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>This is the best Christmas gift we got from our kids this year. They spent like 2 hours in Haley's room one night and would not let us in. Haley had her Dad take her to the fabric store(She did not tell him what it was for) and get the material and then they tied it and Parker had the idea to stitch their names and Merry Christmas and the year in it. I totally love it! It's so cool! I love the colors too. I was wondering why Haley asked what my favorite colors were. I said blue, red and green. It made me feel good that they put so much time into this and it's so personable. I love our kids, they are AWESOME!!!!!!!!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SVzuPk--EPI/AAAAAAAAAPU/nuf1HqL_Seg/s1600-h/IMG_2094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286362014019358962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SVzuPk--EPI/AAAAAAAAAPU/nuf1HqL_Seg/s320/IMG_2094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SVzuPT43mxI/AAAAAAAAAPM/PuMIGRnVPbM/s1600-h/IMG_2093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286362009430366994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SVzuPT43mxI/AAAAAAAAAPM/PuMIGRnVPbM/s320/IMG_2093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I waited till today to put a new post on my blog because I realized that in 2008 it says I did 49 posts. That's my favorite number I say all the time and so I just had to keep it that way. I know thats silly, but who cares right? Well, I took down my Christmas things today and now my front room is so clean and looks bigger. I'm glad this new year is here and I can have a fresh start. I have not really thought of any goals, but one and that is loose some weight and stop eating so much chocolate! I have eaten too much lately. I have not eaten any yet, so I'm off to a good start. Yeah! Oh wait, I did have a piece of a brownie at 12:30 last night. Oops! Well, Happy New Year everyone!&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/185709477952467036-646244561839611241?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/646244561839611241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=646244561839611241&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/646244561839611241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/646244561839611241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/coolest-blanket-ever.html' title='The COOLEST blanket ever!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SVzuPk--EPI/AAAAAAAAAPU/nuf1HqL_Seg/s72-c/IMG_2094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-513201979587836328</id><published>2008-12-26T22:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T22:18:18.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frosty the snowman!</title><content type='html'>I really need some more snowman in my yard.  Come on!  I know alot of you out there like to build snowmen, so come on over and build me more.  We could all have a snowman party.  This is Haley's first snowman she built with her friends and then they knocked it down.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SVXG6dZLnQI/AAAAAAAAAPE/4J_ZwgDYKto/s1600-h/IMG_2008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284348445414104322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SVXG6dZLnQI/AAAAAAAAAPE/4J_ZwgDYKto/s320/IMG_2008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Haley's 2nd snowman after a day. She calls it her athletic snowman. It's stretching right now and she put a shovel to it's head to hold him up. I guess he did too many sit ups.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SVXGQltaKvI/AAAAAAAAAO8/BzXiSgtSjgE/s1600-h/2008+12+26+Christmas+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284347726091922162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SVXGQltaKvI/AAAAAAAAAO8/BzXiSgtSjgE/s320/2008+12+26+Christmas+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Haley's 2nd  snowman.  Haley said when it snows next she is going to make 3 kid snowmans.  I'm counting on your word and I have it in writing for everyone to see.  Snow, snow, snow.  Everyone pray for snow!!!!!!!!!!!!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SVXGQmh0dSI/AAAAAAAAAO0/JjCy4JDHxWo/s1600-h/IMG_2056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284347726311748898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SVXGQmh0dSI/AAAAAAAAAO0/JjCy4JDHxWo/s320/IMG_2056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-513201979587836328?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/513201979587836328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=513201979587836328&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/513201979587836328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/513201979587836328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/frosty-snowman.html' title='Frosty the snowman!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SVXG6dZLnQI/AAAAAAAAAPE/4J_ZwgDYKto/s72-c/IMG_2008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-8231162835062721068</id><published>2008-12-25T10:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T10:49:38.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tallest snowman!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Day 25 MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Okay Haley get busy! I have been wanting a snowman in our front yard this past week and Haley and her friends built me one, not quite this tall, and then they knocked it down. I was very sad, so I told Haley she has to make me another one. I hope everyone is having a nice Christmas today. Love all you guys, and if you have some extra time and love to play in the snow and build snowman's you can come over and build me one. I have lots of snow. Ha Ha!  Oh and Haley is turning into a blog woman now.  Check out her blog.  It's called "The Amazing Haley"  It's listed on my blog list&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SVPUIcuopkI/AAAAAAAAAOs/6gP_VwHs0i0/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283800029451560514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SVPUIcuopkI/AAAAAAAAAOs/6gP_VwHs0i0/s320/untitled.bmp" 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/185709477952467036-8231162835062721068?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8231162835062721068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=8231162835062721068&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/8231162835062721068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/8231162835062721068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/tallest-snowman.html' title='The Tallest snowman!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SVPUIcuopkI/AAAAAAAAAOs/6gP_VwHs0i0/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-771391816989930808</id><published>2008-12-19T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T20:13:11.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 19 The First Noel</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Day 19 Calming music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  I missed a few days, okay almost a whole week.   It has been a very busy week.   As I was helping clean up after our Christmas Ward party tonight.  I heard a faint, but clear song being played on the piano by a child in our ward.  He was sitting at the piano by himself playing "The First Noel"  with his right hand.  I walked up to listen to him and he saw me come over so he stopped.  I asked him if he would continue and play it again for me.  I was very proud of him and told him it sounded so good that I wanted to hear it again.  He started playing it again after he found the right key to start on.  It took him a few tries and he finally got it.  This child I have had in my primary class and at first would barely talk to me and do anything I asked him to do, but I have always felt impressed to continue trying and through the years he talks to me now and I feel closer to him.  It was so nice to have him play the song again when I asked him tonight.  I thought the song sounded nice while hearing paper crinkle, chairs folded and put away, sweeping,  tables being put away,  talking, laughing and running.  The song stood out so clear and brought Christmas cheer.  I think with all the chaos and noise we experience sometimes it's nice to feel music to calm things.   I think the Savior is in our lives more than we think He is.  He is there to calm things with music, love, friends, family and so much more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-771391816989930808?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/771391816989930808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=771391816989930808&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/771391816989930808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/771391816989930808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-19-first-noel.html' title='Day 19 The First Noel'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-6738297372457241410</id><published>2008-12-14T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T14:26:59.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 13 Blessed Are the Children</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SUWG_cfPMlI/AAAAAAAAAOk/VNVb5pvp6TM/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279774562698867282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SUWG_cfPMlI/AAAAAAAAAOk/VNVb5pvp6TM/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Day 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bitter are the tears of a child: Sweeten them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Deep are the thoughts of a child: Quiet them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sharp is the grief of a child: Take it from him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Soft is the heart of a child: Do not harden it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pamela Glenconner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It has been a week since I got released from being a second counselor in the Primary Presidency, but it was not official until today. I thought I was going to be okay with it, but every time I thought of the children I would get tears in my eyes. I was okay until I had to leave them and go to Relief Society, then I was having a hard time focusing on the lesson because thoughts of the children would come into my mind. As I sat there all I really wanted to do was go back to be with the children. Then at home, the primary president who I served with came over and brought me the coolest book. It's called "Blessed Are the Children"(the picture of this post is on the front cover of this book) That is the perfect book and I cried reading it. When I gave her a hug we both started crying and tried to cover it up. I think we will all miss the Primary. I loved serving with Susan Bradford and Jamie Boconegra and Renae Belliston.  We became very good friends and now are friends forever.  We laughed and cried and just felt loved.  You guys are awesome and I could not have done my calling without all of you.   I also got letters from a class that I read when I got home and they all said "thank you, you are nice, we will miss you. I will miss them. I think it might take a few sunday's to get used to. I'm just emotional today and I already miss the Primary. Children are amazing! The reason I choose this poem from the book I received today from Susan is because that's how we as leaders came into the primary. We wanted to show the Children love, to let them know they are loved and that we love them, just as the Savior shows us. I think Children are the closest to our Savior and that's where I want to be. I think I might try and sneak in Primary once in awhile. I will definately sub for any class. Primary is an awesome place to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-6738297372457241410?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6738297372457241410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=6738297372457241410&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/6738297372457241410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/6738297372457241410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-13-blessed-are-children.html' title='Day 13 Blessed Are the Children'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SUWG_cfPMlI/AAAAAAAAAOk/VNVb5pvp6TM/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-7819826896317816960</id><published>2008-12-13T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:15:33.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 11 and 12 Be like a little child</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SUP6gqpHFdI/AAAAAAAAAOc/86CCfdutfuk/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279338627317831122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 111px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SUP6gqpHFdI/AAAAAAAAAOc/86CCfdutfuk/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Day 11 and 12 Helpers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Sorry I'm behind on my post. I have not had energy to do anything. It has been nice hanging out for 3 days and not being tempted to eat anything. Hey, I have not had any chocolate in 3 days and don't have a desire to eat any, actually anything. It's been nice seeing the scale go down a bit, but I'm tired of being sick and hope I can eat again soon. Being sick takes a lot out of you, but I have had some great helpers. I washed my sheets the other day and Zac and Reilly would not let me make my bed. I tried one corner and Zac said "stop right there mom, we are going to do it" So I let them do it and then they kept coming in my room to give me a hug and ask if I was still sick. They have been very helpful and patient with me. I got to thinking that this is how the Savior is with all of us. He is helpful, patient, kind, thoughtful, loving, concerned, forgiving and so much more, and that's how our kids are sometimes. We can learn from them and be like the Savior in all we do and say. So having my kids help me, helped me remember the Savior and how much he does for me and all of us.  Letting Him in more will help us be like Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-7819826896317816960?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7819826896317816960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=7819826896317816960&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/7819826896317816960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/7819826896317816960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-11-and-12-helpers.html' title='Day 11 and 12 Be like a little child'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SUP6gqpHFdI/AAAAAAAAAOc/86CCfdutfuk/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-8381495874827338051</id><published>2008-12-11T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:11:17.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 10 Alright!  Thats it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Day 10 Peace and Quiet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Okay, this has not been a fun day, but at least I got to spend it with my sister who has not had a fun day too. We both have the flu and have been in bed all day long. (at our own houses, we have been texting all day) When you are sick all day it's nice to spend it with someone who has the same thing. Thanks Joni. We both got it about the same time and I hope we get better because we both have a house to clean in the morning if I can find some energy to do it. I have not eaten anything or drank anything for fear of what might happen. Maybe I will loose some pounds. It's been kinda nice relaxing in bed and enjoying the quiet. I just figured out what this post will be and that is peace and quiet. It's amazing how your mind works when you have hours of quiet. Mine has been going all day just thinking about my life, family, friends, a home and lots more. I am feeling thankful for all I have today. Ho Hum(ha ha, that's for my sister Karen) Well anyways...(for my sisters and Mom) I figured I needed something funny because I have been too serious lately. I need some TYNOL(Grandma saying) Ha Ha! Karen go down to Nisons and grab me some, and then lets play donimos(Grandma saying) My Grandma is so cool. She is in her 80's. We have a story made up with all her sayings. Love you Grandma and I think about you a lot. That's it! Gotta go, gotta go, gotta go go go. Literally. Ha ha! I am up a tree without a paddle(Grandma saying) Okay, I will stop now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-8381495874827338051?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8381495874827338051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=8381495874827338051&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/8381495874827338051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/8381495874827338051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-10-thats-it.html' title='Day 10 Alright!  Thats it!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-3840232742316588310</id><published>2008-12-10T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:38:43.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 9 Could it be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Day 9 More Christmas presents or just they love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  I don't know if it's because of the Christmas season, but for some reason my kids have been coming up to me and just giving me a hug or saying I love you and then they go about their business.  There has been less fighting and more hanging out with each other.   Zac was very bored yesterday and just wanted to hang out with me.  I have been working a lot lately so maybe he just missed me, or maybe since Christmas is in 2 weeks  they are just trying to be extra nice so they can get some things they want for Christmas.  I really hope it's because they just want to be that way and not forcing themselves to do it.  It has been kinda nice with less fighting, doing more to help out and hearing those wonderful words "I love you", or just a hug.  Maybe since I have been letting the Savior in my life more is helping too.  I just feel the spirit more in our house and I'm looking closer at people and things that happen more around me.  It's been kinda nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-3840232742316588310?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3840232742316588310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=3840232742316588310&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/3840232742316588310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/3840232742316588310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-9-could-it-be.html' title='Day 9 Could it be?'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-4986484673571872495</id><published>2008-12-09T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:45:06.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 7 and 8 I don't know!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Day 7 and 8 remembering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; For the last 2 days I have been figuring out what to write and I have been searching both days for things that happen and for the life of me I can't think of anything so I will just write what I am thinking of now. I just recently read my friends blog and she talked about a time when destroyed some ornaments and she mentioned that she could not remember that she did that. Well, I decided to make this post about "remembering" I too have a hard time remembering things when I was little and for the life of me I can't remember any right now. I have a bad memory. Maybe I should just stop this post right now because I'm not making any sense. I think what I'm tyring to say is I want my kids to keep journals so they can remember things that happened to them while they are young and the feelings they have. I wish I could remember more, but I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always remember Christmas morning and those of us who slept downstairs could not come up and go past the gate till my mom or dad came to open the gate(I hated that gate) I remember seeing all the gifts in our little room, there was a lot since there was 9 of us and we each got about 4 or 5. My favorite part was seeing my mom and dad open their gifts that I made them and I see that in our kids now. They can't wait till Christmas just to see us open their gift they probably spent hours on. I love that and it always makes me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always took a ride on Christmas Eve to look for Santa in the sky and sometimes I could really see him. I really need to sit down and try to remember more and when I have time I will. I don't know why I just posted this, but I know I needed to stay up on these days I'm doing. It's bugging me that I'm behind so I just did it not even knowing what I was going to write. Hope this wasn't too boring.  I think trying to remember things is helping me to "Let Him In" more because I feel the Christmas spirit more when I can remember and can feel things over again.  Now my brain hurts, so I better go make dinner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-4986484673571872495?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4986484673571872495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=4986484673571872495&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/4986484673571872495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/4986484673571872495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-7-and-8-remembering.html' title='Day 7 and 8 I don&apos;t know!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-3400508982125904365</id><published>2008-12-06T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T14:05:18.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5 and 6 "His Hands"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Day 5 Giving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I find myself thinking more and more of this phrase all day long every day. "Let Him in" It feels good to think of this and find ways to be more Christlike. I feel like I am learning to have more patience as the day goes by and I feel more love towards other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was waiting in line with my cart full of groceries I turn around and see this lady waiting patiently with only like 3 things in her cart. I felt like I needed to ask her if she wanted to go ahead of me, so I did offer. She said with a smile, that was really nice of me to ask her that, but she was fine and did not have to be anywhere and did not mind waiting. I felt good after I did that and I felt much happier and could feel the Christmas spirit more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, as my sister and I were on Bangerter highway on our way to clean a house yesterday we saw like 8 police motorcycles and police cars with their lights on leading a funeral procession on the other side of the freeway and then police cars with their lights on in the back. No other cars were on the freeway and we wondered who it might be. We all the sudden thought it could be Elder Worthlins funeral because that was this day. It got us thinking of him and what a great man he was, and to think about how much he gave to others. We are not sure it was him because we think he was buried in Salt Lake, but it was good to remember him and his family and it gave us goose bumps. It made our day a little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Day 6 Good Sportsmanship &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Today I was reminded of a song as I watched Parker's futsal soccer game today. The song is called, "His Hands." During Parker's game, which got a little physical an opposing player got tripped and fell to the ground. Parker went right over to him and stuck his hand out and pulled him up and they continued their game. We ended up loosing, but as all the players were getting their stuff and leaving both teams shook hands and patted each other on backs and they all left smiling. I thought that was so nice of Parker to be concerned about the other player and help him up when he fell, and that's when I thought of that song "His Hands" by Kenneth Cope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"His Hands"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;His hands tools of creation stronger than nations power without end and yet through them we find our truest friend his hands sermons of kindness healing men's blindness halting years of pain children waiting to be held again his hands would serve his whole life though showing man what hands might do giving, ever giving, endlessly each day was filled with selflessness and I'll not rest until i make up my hands what they could be 'til these hands become like those from Galilee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His hands lifting a leper warming a beggar calling back the dead breaking bread, five thousand fed his hands hushing contention pointing to heaven ever free of sin then bidding man to follow him his hands would serve his whole life though showing man what hands might do giving, ever giving, endlessly each day was filled with selflessness and I'll not rest until I make up my hands what they could be 'til these hands become like those from Galilee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His hands clasped in agony as he lay pleading, bleeding in the garden while just moments away other hands betray him out of greed, shameful greed and then his hands are trembling straining to carry the beam that they've been led to as he stumbles through the streets heading towards the hill on which he died he would die they take his hands, his mighty hands, those gentle hands and then they pierce them, they pierce them he lets them, because of love from birth to death was selflessness and clearly now I see him with his hands calling to me and though I'm not yet as I would be he has shown me how I could be. I will make my hands like those from Galilee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we could be like that and remember all the things the Savior has done for us with His hands we could "Let Him In" more in our lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-3400508982125904365?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3400508982125904365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=3400508982125904365&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/3400508982125904365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/3400508982125904365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-5-giving-day-6-good-sportsmanship.html' title='Day 5 and 6 &quot;His Hands&quot;'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-4003773491627103007</id><published>2008-12-04T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T07:30:30.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Him In</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/STfyp9DOTFI/AAAAAAAAAOU/SI5hHLmEarE/s1600-h/Christ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275952291064466514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 88px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/STfyp9DOTFI/AAAAAAAAAOU/SI5hHLmEarE/s320/Christ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this picture and I got it from my sister Karens blog.  She is doing a "Let Him In" post every day and I thought it was so cool, and thought I would try it.  I know I will probably miss a day or 2 but I'm going to try.  Thanks Karen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture.  It's my favorite one.   This Christmas season I want to try to be more like Him and let Him in my life more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1  PATIENCE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  The other day while driving I got behind someone going very slow and wanted him to go faster because he was going like 10 miles under the speed limit.  I could have gone around him or honked (which I never do) or said "Hurry up", but I decided to have patience and not make a big deal out of it and it made me feel better and I used the slow ride to just think about things and before I knew it I was home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Day 2  CHRISTMAS SPIRIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  Since I have been so busy with putting up lights with Andy I have had no desire to put up my tree or anything else.  Zac and Reilly did that for me and it was so nice.  They had all the Christmas things all on top of the piano with our Nativity set placed so perfect.  We don't have alot of shelf room and so they put it all on the piano and they took pictures off the walls and put up Christmas things.   They were so excited and I felt bad for not doing it so I helped them with the tree and fluffed out the branches, then when I had a few min after work I went through and organized things a little more and put out some more Christmas things.  I felt alot better and had more of the Christmas spirit.   Thanks  Zac and Reilly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Day 3  JOURNALS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  I have decided that I need to pay more attention to my journal since I forget to write in it.  I used to write in it every day and I have lots of journals.  After I had Parker I stopped and only wrote in it when I remembered and now it's like 6 months, a year or 2 before I remember, but now that I blog so much I decided to pull the stuff off  my blog even comments(sorry guys but I have to put those in it too).  I have been copying and pasting and now have 17 pages of my post.  I feel like I'm getting so much better at my journal now.  I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Day 4( today) "Letting Him In"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;   Thanks Karen for helping me find a way to feel the Christmas spirit more and  finding a way to "Let Him In" more in my life.  I hope it will make me a better person and closer to Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-4003773491627103007?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4003773491627103007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=4003773491627103007&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/4003773491627103007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/4003773491627103007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/let-him-in.html' title='Let Him In'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/STfyp9DOTFI/AAAAAAAAAOU/SI5hHLmEarE/s72-c/Christ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-7609296551330198071</id><published>2008-12-01T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T08:43:15.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny video</title><content type='html'>Here is a new post to check out. It's pretty funny of my kids. I tried to get it to just show up, but I don't know how to do that. Just click on it and enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://elfyourself.jibjab.com/view/Ic8c1N0C5mjekIWvMfXC"&gt;http://elfyourself.jibjab.com/view/Ic8c1N0C5mjekIWvMfXC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-7609296551330198071?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7609296551330198071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=7609296551330198071&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/7609296551330198071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/7609296551330198071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/here-is-new-post-to-check-out.html' title='Funny video'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-474594224625662156</id><published>2008-11-29T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T07:23:14.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving and Black Friday</title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving is becoming my favorite Holiday because my whole family is here. Alan my older brother comes up every year and spends time with all of us. We go to Mi Ranchitos every year and reserve the big room. It is so much fun, then we take pictures and stand in a line from oldest to youngest. It's a tradition I always want to have. Black friday is a tradition we always have to do too! Oh my gosh, we had so much fun watching people argue, fight, scratch each other over things, men crying in line because they probably did not get what they wanted, the crazy long lists people tried to read in the dark standing in line and listening to them talk about their plan when they get in the store. Turn right when you walk(people did not walk in they ran) then turn left, then right ect...., counting all the people who we think did not shower, watching people run down isles, crowds of people at walmart standing around an item(which they only had 22 of that item) ready to grab when it turned 5 am sharp and watching them push and shove, going out to breakfast, shopping more and seeing the line even longer at stores which wrap around the whole store, glad we are not in the line, pretending to be very dramatic at Kohls standing in line outside, then when we got in the store, we started running to our item, with Angie pulling me by purse handles. I've never laughed so hard! Black friday is the best! We go to laugh and cry from laughing so much, to watch crazy people and pretend to be crazy ourselves. It was the best morning ever, even tho we got up at 3:15 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/STFZgDy-7lI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Z2BvfIUR1qo/s1600-h/DSCN0818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274095045937393234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/STFZgDy-7lI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Z2BvfIUR1qo/s320/DSCN0818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Standing in line at Kohls at 3:30am in the morning with my Mom and sisters and sister in laws.   Shelley, Kristen and Shari you have to do this with us next year!  We have so much fun when we all get together and my Mom is there every time. She is like one of us, crazy as ever and we laugh and laugh and laugh. Crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/STFZgM9yhaI/AAAAAAAAAN8/iss253OwV70/s1600-h/DSCN0797-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274095048398636450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/STFZgM9yhaI/AAAAAAAAAN8/iss253OwV70/s320/DSCN0797-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dinner with my brother Alan(second in line by me) who is from Arizona and comes up every Thanksgiving and we go to Mi Ranchitos and sit in the big room. We are standing oldest to youngest. SO much fun!&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/185709477952467036-474594224625662156?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/474594224625662156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=474594224625662156&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/474594224625662156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/474594224625662156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-and-black-friday.html' title='Thanksgiving and Black Friday'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/STFZgDy-7lI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Z2BvfIUR1qo/s72-c/DSCN0818.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-7609309257233684017</id><published>2008-11-26T09:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T09:49:44.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Millions of HUGS!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I love hugs!  Yesterday I was gone most of the day and Zac kept noticing.  Everytime I came back for a second and then go to leave he would hug me and not let go.  He had dishes to do so I said I would stay in the kitchen on the computer while he did them cause he did not want me to leave.  He came up to me and said "close your eyes I have an early christmas present to give you"  so I closed my eyes and he gave me a huge hug.  I said "wow thanks, that was a big hug," then I said.  "When you get into High School will you still give me hugs like that."  He said "yeah, but not in front of his friends."  He is so funny and he gives the best hugs.   He gives me like 49 hugs a day.  I hope he keeps that up even when he is older.   Today I'm grateful for HUGS!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-7609309257233684017?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7609309257233684017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=7609309257233684017&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/7609309257233684017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/7609309257233684017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/millions-of-hugs.html' title='Millions of HUGS!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-8235792093429164600</id><published>2008-11-25T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T07:19:15.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Send a 40th birthday comment  to my sister.  She needs it!</title><content type='html'>Today I'm grateful for my sister who turns 40 today and I love her so much.  Happy Birthday Joni!!!  I also wanted to put this on my blog because it's the craziest day ever and I think she needs some positive things today because it's her 40th birthday today and I thought, "hey I could put it on my blog so maybe everyone could give her a comment to tell her happy birthday since her day yesterday was soooooooo BAD!!!  Check out her blog.  It's the Elegante one.   So here is her day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start at the beginning:&lt;br /&gt;I cried over stupid things all morning, at 11:30 Madison calls and Say's " Mom, I was goofing around at lunch and twisted my foot and I cant walk" Crying hysterically!! So i go to the school and she walks to the car with just a little limp, and I'm thinking to myself, it can't be that bad if she's walking. I put an ice pack on it for the afternoon and go on with my day. Dakota goes out to the garage and climbs up on the top shelf and, for some reason, I'll never understand jumps off!! He brakes his toe.. OK, there's more..... I bring in one of my Christmas trees and put it together, only i didn't realize it was our old tree until I was almost done!! So, I take the tree back down and bring in the right tree... I forgot about my visiting teaching appointments starting at 4, i was a little late! I take Jordan to work, go out to dinner with my siblings and then at 8 decide to take Madison to the ER. Well her foot is broken!! And it's a bad one, she has to stay completely off it for 4 weeks! She will see a specialist in 7 day's to see what the next step is. Meanwhile,My sister in law, who is watching Dakota and Shelby, text me that Shelby is shaking and Say's she's going to trow up! So I race to her house and, so far, so good! It's 11 and I'm really tired but can't go to bed because Jordan is at work and needs a ride home!!! And, in one hour i will officially be 40! Yikes, I hope tomorrow is a better day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-8235792093429164600?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8235792093429164600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=8235792093429164600&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/8235792093429164600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/8235792093429164600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/send-40th-birthday-comment-to-my-sister.html' title='Send a 40th birthday comment  to my sister.  She needs it!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-219463368063551676</id><published>2008-11-21T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T13:51:17.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ThePiano Man</title><content type='html'>Wow!!! Is all I can say. Mic's concert was amazing and I was so proud of him. He did such a good job and he made me cry. My heart is full of gratitude and love for Mic and all the hard work he did to make this concert happen. The story about the blind boy when he played his last song made me cry. Mr. Price that was doing the lights and working with the crew put his whole concert on a cd and gave it to Mic. I have always wanted to have a cd with his songs on it and they turned out so clear. My sister took pictures of him and they turned out so good. Thank you Shelley. I love the hands on the piano one. Amazing! I am so grateful for all the people that showed up to see him and the food they brought. Mic's goal was to have enough food to make 50 Holiday Kits and that's what happened. He had a small box of extra cans and stuffing, but he got all 50 and put them together today. Thank you all again for coming and supporting Mic. Words cannot express how I'm feeling right now. All I can say is I love you all and thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SSerrULRXQI/AAAAAAAAAN0/TAdE0ypttE4/s1600-h/2008+11+20+Mic%27s+concert+%236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271370649499163906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SSerrULRXQI/AAAAAAAAAN0/TAdE0ypttE4/s320/2008+11+20+Mic%27s+concert+%236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love this one of his hands on the piano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SSerrf2rJzI/AAAAAAAAANs/c-mAVZNbX0o/s1600-h/2008+11+20+Mic%27s+concert+%235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271370652633999154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SSerrf2rJzI/AAAAAAAAANs/c-mAVZNbX0o/s320/2008+11+20+Mic%27s+concert+%235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I want your autograph. All the kids loved this. His little nephew Dakota came up to him with his arms outstretched and said "You did good"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SSerrFY3rDI/AAAAAAAAANk/dlVGtz-khwI/s1600-h/2008+20+08+Mic%27s+concert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271370645529668658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SSerrFY3rDI/AAAAAAAAANk/dlVGtz-khwI/s320/2008+20+08+Mic%27s+concert.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mic, you have amazing voice and can harmonize really well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SSerrEjsKGI/AAAAAAAAANc/Qnh8OzkGceQ/s1600-h/2008+11+20+Mic%27s+concert+%234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271370645306615906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SSerrEjsKGI/AAAAAAAAANc/Qnh8OzkGceQ/s320/2008+11+20+Mic%27s+concert+%234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The blind mans song, the song that we all cried on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SSerq8WAEKI/AAAAAAAAANU/DR0diLwtpHk/s1600-h/2008+11+20+Mic%27s+concert+%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271370643101716642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SSerq8WAEKI/AAAAAAAAANU/DR0diLwtpHk/s320/2008+11+20+Mic%27s+concert+%232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mic the amazing Piano Man.&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/185709477952467036-219463368063551676?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/219463368063551676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=219463368063551676&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/219463368063551676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/219463368063551676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/thepiano-man.html' title='ThePiano Man'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SSerrULRXQI/AAAAAAAAAN0/TAdE0ypttE4/s72-c/2008+11+20+Mic%27s+concert+%236.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-3611054769869232006</id><published>2008-11-20T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T13:33:21.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Shoot!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SSXQOUTcvKI/AAAAAAAAANM/ybbVTjpcX9U/s1600-h/IMG_1832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270847883294063778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SSXQOUTcvKI/AAAAAAAAANM/ybbVTjpcX9U/s320/IMG_1832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SSXQOCD3J2I/AAAAAAAAANE/p7L6u4h3Qc4/s1600-h/IMG_1831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270847878396847970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SSXQOCD3J2I/AAAAAAAAANE/p7L6u4h3Qc4/s320/IMG_1831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SSXQOCr85sI/AAAAAAAAAM8/XW2-yYZCBLI/s1600-h/IMG_1833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270847878564996802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SSXQOCr85sI/AAAAAAAAAM8/XW2-yYZCBLI/s320/IMG_1833.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay that's really the only word I said, really.  I was going to help Andy do lights today, but he said we will do them later tonight or tomorrow so I thought I would go home and make me a really good sandwich with my favorite chips and grape soda that brings back memories when I was younger. I don't normally drink soda, but today it sounded good. So I got my lunch all made and went to open the pop and wallah... pop goes everywhere.  The force of the pop coming out threw the lid across the table.  I try frantically to get the lid and  put it on, but the pop was coming out so fast I could not get it on.  Meanwhile it sprays everywhere as you can see. I even found some on the pantry door. It ended up all over the table, in drawers, on the floor, on all the grocery bags full of groceries, and all over my food that I carefully made. "Oh shoot!" I said. Okay I said "crap" too but that is all. Well, I got a towel and started cleaning it up, replaced the bread on my sandwich and took off the soggy chips because soggy chips and bread I don't do, changed my clothes and mopped the floor then sat down to eat and you know what the pop was so very gross. All that happened because that grape soda sounded good. A fourth of the soda is gone from spraying everywhere. I'm not drinking grape soda ever again! Where's the chocolate? I need some right about now. I should have just had water and chocolate for lunch, but instead I am cleaning, not what I wanted to do. I'm looking forward to going to Mic's concert and just enjoy the evening and forget about soggy bread and chips and drink no more grape soda. Don't forget to go to the concert. That will be my next post to put on my blog. &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/185709477952467036-3611054769869232006?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3611054769869232006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=3611054769869232006&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/3611054769869232006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/3611054769869232006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-shoot.html' title='Oh Shoot!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SSXQOUTcvKI/AAAAAAAAANM/ybbVTjpcX9U/s72-c/IMG_1832.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-1747180950623866233</id><published>2008-11-19T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:19:11.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminder: Mic's Musical Eagle Scout Project</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone! Mic's concert will be tomorrow night, that's Nov 20th at 6:30. Here are the details. I hope you all can come. It's going to be so much fun. He hopes to get alot of Holiday Food Kits for the food bank:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Musical Eagle Scout Project&lt;br /&gt;What: My name is Mic Lopp and I am holding a concert for my Eagle Project to help gather food for Holiday Kits for the food bank that I will be putting together. The concert will include various groups from Timpanogos High School among others who will be sharing their talents for the community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When: November 20, Concert time 6:30pm-7:30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where: Orem Junior High School Auditorium (765 N. 600 W. Orem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admissions: 1 Item from the Holiday Kit listed below ( if you come as a family you can bring a whole kit.). In reality I need 200 food items to complete my kits so feel free to bring extra food. Money donations can also be donated after the additional admissions. All money contributions will be used to buy additional items needed for the Holiday kits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAY FOOD KIT&lt;br /&gt;Stuffing Mix&lt;br /&gt;Canned vegetables&lt;br /&gt;Gravy Mix&lt;br /&gt;Mash potatoes (Instant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mic will be collecting additional Holiday Kit foods from Nov 10-28.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a sneak peak of the concert:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Musical Eagle Scout Project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday November 20th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introduction: Mic Lopp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THS Chamber Choir&lt;br /&gt;I’m a Train&lt;br /&gt;Good King Kong&lt;br /&gt;Parade of the Wooden Soldiers&lt;br /&gt;We Wish You a Merry Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lex Hatch: Singer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Magistro: Singer&lt;br /&gt;Songs of Josh Groban&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THS GUITAR CLUB MEMBERS:&lt;br /&gt;Mic Lopp&lt;br /&gt;Nikki Crandall&lt;br /&gt;Katie Fairchild&lt;br /&gt;Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mic Lopp: New Age Piano Music&lt;br /&gt;Dust in a Storm&lt;br /&gt;Ocean Tide&lt;br /&gt;Pathway to Eternity&lt;br /&gt;A Blind Dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for coming and donating food and supporting me with my Eagle Scout Project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's going to be so much fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-1747180950623866233?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1747180950623866233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=1747180950623866233&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/1747180950623866233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/1747180950623866233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/reminder-mics-musical-eagle-scout.html' title='Reminder: Mic&apos;s Musical Eagle Scout Project'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-4628840613314323674</id><published>2008-11-17T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T20:20:32.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiders, now MICE!!!!  HELP!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I've got to get these spiders off my blog and do more post so they don't show up every time I bring up my blog. It's freaking me out. Okay, so today I was taking off this clients lights off her tree in my family room(7ft tree) because they don't work. As I was putting on new lights while sitting on the floor I see this brown mouse crawl along the edge of the wall, crawl behind the entertainment center, then go behind the couch and disappear. I freaked out and tried to find it, but I could not and I still had to finish this tree. What was I too do? Sit on the floor and wait for it to crawl by me. Well, that's what I did, I had to finish it, but I never saw it again. What is it with spiders and mice doing Christmas lights. That's it I quit! Anyone want my job? I hope I never see another moving thing while I do more lights. Hopefully my next post wont have any creepy crawly things in it, just be glad I did not have a picture of the mouse. I am not thankful for mice. I know we are supposed to say one thing we are thankful for each day in Nov, but it's not working for me. I have a very long list of things I am very grateful for, but spiders and mice and creepy crawly things don't fit into things I'm grateful for. They are overtaking my life! HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-4628840613314323674?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4628840613314323674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=4628840613314323674&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/4628840613314323674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/4628840613314323674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/spiders-now-mice-help.html' title='Spiders, now MICE!!!!  HELP!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-3369869958559094027</id><published>2008-11-16T07:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T08:00:46.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yikes!  Which one is it???</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was very scary for me because I hate spiders to the point I have spider dreams very often. Parker and I were putting lights on trees in Cedar Hills yesterday and all the sudden something moved out of the corner of my eye. I looked over and there was this huge spider just sitting there. I hurry and took a picture of it while frantically calling to Parker to come and kill it. He came over and got his camera phone out. He tried throwing rocks on it, but it just moved a little. I was tempted to just step on it, but it was way too big and I did not want to feel it being smashed so Parker kept throwing things at it and then it crawled over to the rocks while I was freakin out thinking it was going to get away and IT DID!!!!!!! Crap, now I had to finish my tree right next to the spider who got away. I almost made Parker do it, but his tree was harder and taller, so I hurried as fast as I could while looking at the ground 49 times and brushing my clothes off 49 times, and sweating 49 buckets, I was so scared. We are not sure what it was, but I showed a neighbor the picture from my phone and he said it was a baby tarantula. He said they have them all the time. Yikes!!!!! Parker wanted to keep it for a pet. NO WAY!!!!!!!!!! I posted some other spiders that looked like the one we saw and I'm not sure which one it could be. I'm going to let you all decide and hopefully I did not freak you out with all these spiders. I told Andy to watch out for a spider dream tonight and guess what I really did, except it was about ants. Millions of ants starting crawling and appearing in my sheets... or maybe they were millions of baby spiders. There was a ton, but luckily it only lasted a few seconds. I HATE SPIDERS!!!! Which kind was it? You decide. This is the one from my phone and its hard to see, but it was big. That is the crack in the cement with the spider covering the whole thing.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SSA8qGV-YFI/AAAAAAAAALk/kwIj8sc_bnI/s1600-h/scary+spider+%232.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269278257978433618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SSA8qGV-YFI/AAAAAAAAALk/kwIj8sc_bnI/s320/scary+spider+%232.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SSA8qH65dFI/AAAAAAAAALc/8Vq41t-wq-M/s1600-h/scary+spider.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269278258401735762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 79px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SSA8qH65dFI/AAAAAAAAALc/8Vq41t-wq-M/s320/scary+spider.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the Internet this said it was a tarantula&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SSA8pzOtDYI/AAAAAAAAALU/QUawjO8UoJ4/s1600-h/Huntsman+or+wolf+spider.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269278252847664514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SSA8pzOtDYI/AAAAAAAAALU/QUawjO8UoJ4/s320/Huntsman+or+wolf+spider.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Huntsman or wolf spider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SSA8p_xy2QI/AAAAAAAAALM/1uKycr8xJdU/s1600-h/hobo+spider.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269278256216070402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SSA8p_xy2QI/AAAAAAAAALM/1uKycr8xJdU/s320/hobo+spider.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hobo spider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SSA8pjU4DFI/AAAAAAAAALE/qTLIfi59D_g/s1600-h/brown+recluse+spider.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269278248578583634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SSA8pjU4DFI/AAAAAAAAALE/qTLIfi59D_g/s320/brown+recluse+spider.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;brown recluse spider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it looked a lot like the Hobo spider. Parker thinks so too. Do they live here? I don't know, but I don't want to see another one EVER again, and sorry if I freaked all of you out big time, but I just wanted to know what it was. I hope you all don't have spider dreams tonight! Ha Ha! I saw the same one in St. George a few months back and yes I had a spider dream that night.   I am NOT grateful for spiders at all.  I wish there was no such thing as spiders.&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/185709477952467036-3369869958559094027?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3369869958559094027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=3369869958559094027&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/3369869958559094027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/3369869958559094027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/yikes-which-one-is-it.html' title='Yikes!  Which one is it???'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SSA8qGV-YFI/AAAAAAAAALk/kwIj8sc_bnI/s72-c/scary+spider+%232.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-1886379632365289874</id><published>2008-11-15T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T07:11:24.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A challenge for you all.</title><content type='html'>I am feeling grateful today for everyone in this ward, and I'm thankful for blogging because it has given me the chance to get to know each of you better.  I feel closer to all of you and I feel I have more friends.  I love to read all your blogs and read all about your lives.  I really wish we could find a way to make our blog list bigger and read about others too in this ward.  We have an amazing ward and I'm grateful for everyone.  I love to go to church and see and say hi to everyone.  I hope that I have been a friend to everyone.  Sometimes when I don't know someone very well I get into my quiet mode which I hate and I have a hard time talking.  Sorry if I came off not friendly, it's just me being too quiet and not knowing what to say.   I have always been quiet and I hate it.  Blogging has helped me reach out to others and I'm just grateful for it.  You guys are all so GREAT and I hope we always blog and involve others.  Let's make our blog list bigger.  I also love that I blog with my family(Mom, sisters and sister in laws and their friends)  You guys are all so great and I love you.  Big challenge of the week; get 2 new people on your list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-1886379632365289874?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1886379632365289874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=1886379632365289874&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/1886379632365289874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/1886379632365289874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/challenge-for-you-all.html' title='A challenge for you all.'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-3557720730518042163</id><published>2008-11-12T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T06:58:46.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day, I mean 2 days!!!</title><content type='html'>What a day I had with my sister on Monday and my arms are about ready to fall off they are so sore. I feel like I have done lunges with my arms. We clean this house in Alpine every Tuesday and it has 7 bathrooms and it takes us 3 hours. It's not bad because it's already clean, but the owners asked us if we could clean their cabin up in Heber in Timberlakes on Monday, so we decided to give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The weather was kinda cloudy and rainy, but as we got to the dirt road all the sudden we were in a snow storm and the road was packed. A window cleaning guy was coming the same time to do their windows and up ahead we could see him sliding all over and barely moving, so we thought maybe if we go a little faster we could catch up to him, but once we slowed down we started sliding. We could not make it any further. Snow was coming down like crazy! We seriously could not make it up this hill and we had no phone service. Well the window cleaning guy started backing up slowing, so we did too. We had to back up a long ways. We finally got turned around and made it back to the office. We had to call the owners to see what he wanted us to do. He decided to come and get us and the window guy. How embarrassing!!!!!!! His car made it up just fine and we were there in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that their house takes 3 hours to clean we thought we would be home before 1 or 2. Well...... we were wrong. It's a brand new cabin and there was dust, paint, and caulk everywhere. The hours kept ticking by and the bathrooms were slowly coming to an end (7 of them) and by the time we were done we were dead and hungry. They did have big windows and we could see the snow coming down. It was beautiful and for a second I felt the Christmas season. This cabin was huge and really cool. There was this one room with 4 single beds lined up(just enough for the beds)and it was our favorite room. This would have been a fun room to have sleep overs with all your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cabin was full of log cabin furniture and big fat log beams everywhere that I bumped my head on one time. When I get rich(Okay I said "When" and not "If" I'm trying to be positive here) I want a cabin just like this one. Well by the time we were done it was dark outside(5). We left our house about 8:15am and got home close to 6pm. I called my kids to let them know I was coming home and could not deal with a messy house so to get busy. The kitchen was clean, but dinner was not cooked, laundry piled to the ceiling and the family room a disaster. So I told myself..okay, just one more hour then I can take a bath and lay on my bed and watch a show I had taped. Ahhhh.... I hurried as fast as I could and was in heaven when I reached my bed except for one thing, I had no chocolate in the house and had not had any all day and not much food too. I was way too tired to do anything about it, so I told myself I would just eat a big breakfast in the morning before we go clean the owners house and another one cause it would be Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Wednesday now and I'm glad Monday and Tuesday are over with. I might have to sit at the computer all day so I don't have to lift my arms. Sounds good to me. So, I am grateful for today and I have no cleaning to do (Except for my house.... Nah, that's not going to happen.) I do feel bad for my sister Joni tho, she has 4 houses to clean with my other sister Shari today. Sorry Joni, hope it goes okay. I told her I would call her if I'm not doing Christmas lights with Andy. I might need some help holding up my arms to put lights on trees tho. Wow this is turning into a very long post, it's been a very long 2 days and I'm grateful they are over with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-3557720730518042163?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3557720730518042163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=3557720730518042163&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/3557720730518042163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/3557720730518042163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-day-i-mean-2-days.html' title='What a day, I mean 2 days!!!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-1056248526302678317</id><published>2008-11-09T15:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T15:58:22.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah!  It's all done.</title><content type='html'>Just thought I would comment on the primary program today.  I thought it went really good and so many of the kids memorized their parts and some had some long parts.  I was just going to read mine, but 10 min before the program started I tried to memorize mine so I could be like  the kids.  I had to look down a few times.  Through the program I was emotional just hearing the kids sing and saying their parts.  I could feel the spirit so strong and had to keep my emotions under control because we as a primary were up on the stand in front of the whole ward.   I just loved the program and hearing from the kids.  We have amazing kids in our primary and I learn from them.  I really enjoy being in the primary.  I am so proud of all the kids today for their hard work in memorizing their parts and learning all the songs.  I made  a page of all the songs and had to use it today on some songs, but I tried really hard to listen to the kids so I would not have to look at my cheat cheat page.  Oh, and thanks Caradon for singing so great because if I forgot a word I could hear you or watch you.  You are amazing and helped the kids so much.  Great job!  Today was great and  I felt the spirit so strong.  It was amazing!  So I am thankful today for the primary and all the wonderful children and how they strenghten my testimony.  Love all you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-1056248526302678317?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1056248526302678317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=1056248526302678317&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/1056248526302678317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/1056248526302678317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/yeah-its-all-done.html' title='Yeah!  It&apos;s all done.'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-7488852876708387419</id><published>2008-11-06T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T08:23:08.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Try it now</title><content type='html'>My comment thing is working now. I had it set to always view comments before they are posted, but I did not put my email address. Now it's changed, I had no idea it was like that, so sorry if you commented on my blog and it did not post. Try it now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-7488852876708387419?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7488852876708387419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=7488852876708387419&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/7488852876708387419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/7488852876708387419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-comment-thing-is-working-now.html' title='Try it now'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-1143100033458116913</id><published>2008-11-05T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T06:47:51.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mic's Musical Eagle Scout Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mic has been getting ready to do his Eagle project and it's on Nov. 20th. Please come, it will be amazing! This is actually Mic's dream to put on a concert and play the piano in front of lots of people, and he wants to fill the whole auditorium. There will also be others performing. Bring your whole family,extended family, and lots of food. The food banks need it. It will be an amazing concert! Here are the details:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Musical Eagle Scout Project &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What: My name is &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mic Lopp&lt;/span&gt; and I am holding a concert for my Eagle Project to help gather food for Holiday Kits for the food bank that I will be putting together. The concert will include various groups from Timpanogos High School, among others who will be sharing their talents for the community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When: November 20, Concert time 6:30pm-7:30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where: Orem Junior High School Auditorium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Admission: 1 Item from the Holiday Kit listed below.&lt;/span&gt; In reality I need 200 food items to complete my kits, so feel free to bring extra food. Money donations can also be donated after the additional admissions. All money contributions will be used to buy additional items needed for the Holiday kits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HOLIDAY FOOD KIT&lt;br /&gt;Stuffing Mix&lt;br /&gt;Canned vegetables&lt;br /&gt;Gravy Mix&lt;br /&gt;Mash potatoes(Instant)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mic will be collecting additional Holiday Kit foods from Nov 24-28. See Mic if you are bringing more food later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-1143100033458116913?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1143100033458116913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=1143100033458116913&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/1143100033458116913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/1143100033458116913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/mics-musical-eagle-scout-project.html' title='Mic&apos;s Musical Eagle Scout Project'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-7383669300781702435</id><published>2008-11-03T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T08:14:19.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No rides to school?</title><content type='html'>Ahhhhh..... I am thankful for today because it was light outside, sunny, and not raining when the Jr. high and high school kids left for school. Not one of them said "Mom can you give me a ride?" They  have been asking that for days since it's been dark outside when they leave, so it was nice today because it was light and they just walked. It was a very nice morning. And I did not have to go outside in my pj's with a very bad hair day, and take them to school. I am grateful for today for the early morning sun, no rain, and not stepping foot outside till I went to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-7383669300781702435?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7383669300781702435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=7383669300781702435&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/7383669300781702435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/7383669300781702435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-rides-to-school.html' title='No rides to school?'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-3307602927047948241</id><published>2008-11-01T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T11:53:42.019-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween and pirates'/><title type='text'>Mic and others are famous on Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SQyimb4M0uI/AAAAAAAAAJM/GqHlXB7Qzlw/s1600-h/2008+10+31+Halloween+153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263760845691474658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SQyimb4M0uI/AAAAAAAAAJM/GqHlXB7Qzlw/s320/2008+10+31+Halloween+153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SQyil8DSSSI/AAAAAAAAAJE/XWY_bY_3410/s1600-h/2008+10+31+Halloween+151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263760837148035362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SQyil8DSSSI/AAAAAAAAAJE/XWY_bY_3410/s320/2008+10+31+Halloween+151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SQyilf_uLkI/AAAAAAAAAI8/UPTNXevPCXs/s1600-h/2008+10+31+Halloween+150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263760829616893506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SQyilf_uLkI/AAAAAAAAAI8/UPTNXevPCXs/s320/2008+10+31+Halloween+150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Mic fighting Ken Bretschneider on Halloween, they even got themselves in the newspaper on the FRONT PAGE of the Daily Herald! Logan Wyatt is there too. Pretty cool! Mic spent all night there till all the trick or treaters were gone. He would rather do that than go trick or treating. I'm sure he is thinking he will just get the left over candy that Mom and Dad were passing out. You are out of luck Mic, cause all that is left is chocolate and you know your Mom. She needs a stash of her own. Mmmmmmmm&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/185709477952467036-3307602927047948241?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3307602927047948241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=3307602927047948241&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/3307602927047948241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/3307602927047948241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/mic-and-others-are-famous-on-halloween.html' title='Mic and others are famous on Halloween'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SQyimb4M0uI/AAAAAAAAAJM/GqHlXB7Qzlw/s72-c/2008+10+31+Halloween+153.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-127955458453417390</id><published>2008-10-26T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T15:51:10.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends long ago and now</title><content type='html'>It feels strange to not put a picture along with my text, but I thought I would try it and see what happens and I don't have pictures of my young life on my computer. &lt;br /&gt;Just the other day I ran into a friend from my nanny days and it was so much fun to see her.  We had a lot of fun while we were nannies and now the kids we took care of are going to college.  The little boy I took care of is now 22 years old.  Man I feel really old.  &lt;br /&gt;I think it's great that we have friends and some for a really long time.  What would we do without friends?  I can't imagine that.  I'm glad I have friends and glad I find long lost friends and get to catch up on things.  Friends are just perfect!  I'm glad that I made a blog and can see all my friends blog too and my families blogs, you guys are my friends too.  Keep blogging!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-127955458453417390?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/127955458453417390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=127955458453417390&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/127955458453417390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/127955458453417390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/friends-long-ago-and-now.html' title='Friends long ago and now'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-7354616891871062037</id><published>2008-10-23T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T09:11:57.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parkers last game of the season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SQCfztNxWjI/AAAAAAAAAIs/vQHRIJXi9nE/s1600-h/Parker+soccer+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260380075428239922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SQCfztNxWjI/AAAAAAAAAIs/vQHRIJXi9nE/s320/Parker+soccer+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Keep going Parker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SQCfzJHpg9I/AAAAAAAAAIk/PiEb5BKPBNI/s1600-h/Parker+soccer+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260380065738884050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SQCfzJHpg9I/AAAAAAAAAIk/PiEb5BKPBNI/s320/Parker+soccer+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Notice Parkers new shoes. He paid for them and they even have his name on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SQCfzOPdGHI/AAAAAAAAAIc/zk7Iwq6Qm4k/s1600-h/Parker+soccer+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260380067113801842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SQCfzOPdGHI/AAAAAAAAAIc/zk7Iwq6Qm4k/s320/Parker+soccer+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at his leg muscles. Geez! I need some of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SQCfy3SVxuI/AAAAAAAAAIU/drGTtPcnj9g/s1600-h/Parker+soccer+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260380060951889634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SQCfy3SVxuI/AAAAAAAAAIU/drGTtPcnj9g/s320/Parker+soccer+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's just amazing how photographers can catch a picture of the ball like that. That is cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SQCfyqUIXwI/AAAAAAAAAIM/umb5nNtjSHA/s1600-h/Parker+soccer+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260380057469738754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SQCfyqUIXwI/AAAAAAAAAIM/umb5nNtjSHA/s320/Parker+soccer+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry, I just had to brag. All these years I have been trying to get pictures  of Parker this clear. A lady on our team took these, and I thought they were so clear and professional. I emailed her to thank her because I love them. Now I can do a big frame of Parkers soccer and then I want to do one of Mic and his music. I thought that would be cool to do one of each of the kids and to show their talents. This game was tied 0 to 0, but since the blue team had one more point in the season they got to go on to quarter finals. We were all very sad. We took state in the spring tho. This is the first time they did not go to quarter finals. Parker is now looking forward to Mountain view high school soccer, and  futsal(playing indoor soccer). Sorry I just love my kids and have to brag a little.&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/185709477952467036-7354616891871062037?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7354616891871062037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=7354616891871062037&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/7354616891871062037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/7354616891871062037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/keep-going-parker-notice-parkers-new.html' title='Parkers last game of the season'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SQCfztNxWjI/AAAAAAAAAIs/vQHRIJXi9nE/s72-c/Parker+soccer+10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-1337632958330587650</id><published>2008-10-19T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T20:52:28.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So I quess Haley is a girl!</title><content type='html'>Haley always claims she is not a girl.  I think she is wrong.   Uh, Haley you look like a girl to all of us, maybe a little too much.  Ha Ha!  Very cute tho!  This is the first time I have seen this picture.  I wonder what other pictures I can find to prove she is wrong about not being a girl.   And Haley said she would never be caught dead in pink.  Well, she is wearing all pink and a little white.   Very cute!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SPv_TAUM7DI/AAAAAAAAAIE/7-hW9wY66eE/s1600-h/Haley,+Haley+and+Carly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259077691852516402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SPv_TAUM7DI/AAAAAAAAAIE/7-hW9wY66eE/s320/Haley,+Haley+and+Carly.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/185709477952467036-1337632958330587650?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1337632958330587650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=1337632958330587650&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/1337632958330587650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/1337632958330587650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-i-quess-haley-is-girl.html' title='So I quess Haley is a girl!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SPv_TAUM7DI/AAAAAAAAAIE/7-hW9wY66eE/s72-c/Haley,+Haley+and+Carly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-8034554759641067727</id><published>2008-10-15T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T20:37:37.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another trophy for Mic's marching band!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SPa1ejtHefI/AAAAAAAAAH4/2Ps-Zc2ET5E/s1600-h/mic+and+trophy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257589151586810354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SPa1ejtHefI/AAAAAAAAAH4/2Ps-Zc2ET5E/s320/mic+and+trophy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mic's marching band got another trophy!  Infact they got 3.  They got outstanding performance and outstanding color guard and they got 2nd place overall in their division.  Provo got 1st.  I think they got that wrong.  The competition was at BYU stadium yesterday and it lasted about 6 hours or 7.  And no I did not stay the whole time.   I would have loved too, but you know us moms(We are so busy) I watched a few bands including his and then came back for the awards.   I caught him after and made the bus driver call his name to come off the bus with the trophy to take a picture.   Thats what moms are there for right.  Too embarress our kids and love it.  Ha Ha.  I wanted to see if he could hold all 3 trophy's, but look how big they are.  He did a great job and had a lot of fun.  You know Mic, he is the music man and can't stay away from it.  Congrats Mic!  You are awesome!&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/185709477952467036-8034554759641067727?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8034554759641067727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=8034554759641067727&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/8034554759641067727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/8034554759641067727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/another-trophy-for-mics-marching-band.html' title='Another trophy for Mic&apos;s marching band!!!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SPa1ejtHefI/AAAAAAAAAH4/2Ps-Zc2ET5E/s72-c/mic+and+trophy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-4143669425913098520</id><published>2008-10-15T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T20:28:01.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SPa0pRij7bI/AAAAAAAAAHg/BBd2mhE4xy8/s1600-h/2008+10+14+Mic%27s+Marching+Band+at+BYU+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SPa0pRij7bI/AAAAAAAAAHg/BBd2mhE4xy8/s72-c/2008+10+14+Mic%27s+Marching+Band+at+BYU+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-9045650120471659528</id><published>2008-10-15T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T20:25:12.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SPa0EMNuhXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/GtbGIkWzesY/s1600-h/2008+10+14+Mic%27s+Marching+Band+at+BYU+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/9045650120471659528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SPa0EMNuhXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/GtbGIkWzesY/s72-c/2008+10+14+Mic%27s+Marching+Band+at+BYU+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-185709477952467036.post-6540542552223088197</id><published>2008-10-11T19:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T19:07:05.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations Mic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SPFbF1x1rJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/P2n8rtEt2bs/s1600-h/2008+10+11+Mic%27s+marching+band+trophy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256082396011670674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SPFbF1x1rJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/P2n8rtEt2bs/s320/2008+10+11+Mic%27s+marching+band+trophy.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mic had a marching band competition today at Mountain View in the freezing cold and they got 1st place out of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; division of 5 schools.  They were all so excited!  Great job Mic!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/185709477952467036-6540542552223088197?l=loppfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6540542552223088197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=185709477952467036&amp;postID=6540542552223088197&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/6540542552223088197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/185709477952467036/posts/default/6540542552223088197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loppfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/congratulations-mic.html' title='Congratulations Mic'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17535581367561551187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SRsxHtPPsCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gIKHq-Esgs4/S220/IMG_1691+edit.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbNOetkfs0/SPFbF1x1rJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/P2n8rtEt2bs/s72-c/2008+10+11+Mic%27s+marching+band+trophy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
