<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307265846565853264</id><updated>2009-11-02T19:22:21.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ram House</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>therams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07643475575636618407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307265846565853264.post-4673793831569657273</id><published>2009-10-30T10:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T11:25:01.142-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Craigslist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a couple of weeks it has been for me and Craigslist. I haven't looked at that website in forever, and all of a sudden I couldn't stop. But I just kept finding good deals. Granted I had to drive to Plano, Keller, Burleson and Frisco to get them, it was worth it. In the past few weeks we've gotten a kitchen chandelier, a toddler bed for Leilani, an upholstered rocker for $25! and a very expensive vacuum for a good price. The vacuum works so well that even Leilani likes using it. She really is vacuuming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i496.photobucket.com/albums/rr322/starsm01/IMG_5485.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I've sucked up more dirt and dust this week then I even knew was possible. It pays to invest in a good vacuum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Dayne got a new paintball gun (thanks Chris), and it's pretty. I also finally sold something on Craigslist - it took a couple of weeks - I guess my stuff isn't as 'wanted' as I think it is. So some good deals for us - but watch out. Once you start looking for good deals, it is really hard to stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307265846565853264-4673793831569657273?l=theramhouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4673793831569657273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8307265846565853264&amp;postID=4673793831569657273' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/4673793831569657273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/4673793831569657273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/2009/10/craigslist.html' title='Craigslist'/><author><name>therams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07643475575636618407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11726746217124611006'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307265846565853264.post-8510711346132708017</id><published>2009-10-21T23:42:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T00:37:29.017-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My first born is now 2 years old. I know that is not very up there in years, but at the same time, it is... She had quite a week of birthday celebration. We hung streamers on her door and said Happy Birthday when she came out, so she thinks streamers are called Happy Birthday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i496.photobucket.com/albums/rr322/starsm01/Leilanimorning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I went through all the trouble of making a cake (yes, I need practice) and I turn around and find this! She's looking at me like "what, I told you I wanted cake."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i496.photobucket.com/albums/rr322/starsm01/Leilanicake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But here she is at her party. I just couldn't resist this fairy costume from Children's Place. It is so Leilani.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i496.photobucket.com/albums/rr322/starsm01/Leilanipose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i496.photobucket.com/albums/rr322/starsm01/Leilanifly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this was her favorite gift. A Disney princess card that sang when you open it. She got a big smile every time she opened. She just sat there and opened, closed, opened, closed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Did you know everyone can be a princess? The card says so)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i496.photobucket.com/albums/rr322/starsm01/Leilanicard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday Baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307265846565853264-8510711346132708017?l=theramhouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8510711346132708017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8307265846565853264&amp;postID=8510711346132708017' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/8510711346132708017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/8510711346132708017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-baby.html' title='My baby...'/><author><name>therams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07643475575636618407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11726746217124611006'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307265846565853264.post-7154850901312718128</id><published>2009-10-10T01:05:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T01:14:45.144-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fascinators</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i496.photobucket.com/albums/rr322/starsm01/il_fullxfull_93778212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have to showcase my sister-in-law. She makes these hair accessories she calls &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;fascinators&lt;/span&gt;, and I think they are simply amazing and gorgeous. If I could do my wedding over again, I would definitely have one of these instead. I always wanted the up-swept hair with a large flower on the side. Why I didn't do it... But she has a large variety and I think everyone should check them out. They are a trend with wearing. Check them out &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5610777"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love them!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photo courtesy of minelolly. The link is also on my sidebar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307265846565853264-7154850901312718128?l=theramhouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7154850901312718128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8307265846565853264&amp;postID=7154850901312718128' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/7154850901312718128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/7154850901312718128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/2009/10/fascinators.html' title='Fascinators'/><author><name>therams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07643475575636618407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11726746217124611006'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307265846565853264.post-6987083490124719748</id><published>2009-10-05T10:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T11:08:08.058-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a wonderful conference we just had. Was any one else inspired? I loved all four sessions and my favorite talk was by &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Elder Bednar&lt;/span&gt;. Any talk on the family always inspires me. He gave three things that I believe will make any family succesful. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; Tell your family you love them &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; Share your tesitmony with them &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; Be consistent and above all us don't be embarrassed or scared to do any of these things. I never realized that other people besides myself might be embarrassed to tell their family that they love them (especially since we are all adults). How silly we become as we get older. Another lesson from conference - &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;become as a little child.&lt;/span&gt; And no matter how old we become, I know that I can always work on stregthening my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope everyone got the chance to watch and enjoy. I love conference weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307265846565853264-6987083490124719748?l=theramhouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6987083490124719748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8307265846565853264&amp;postID=6987083490124719748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/6987083490124719748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/6987083490124719748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/2009/10/conference.html' title='Conference'/><author><name>therams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07643475575636618407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11726746217124611006'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307265846565853264.post-8904712086085354614</id><published>2009-09-30T21:15:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T21:38:47.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sep 30th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i496.photobucket.com/albums/rr322/starsm01/IMG_5296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my beautiful girls in the morning. Wake up, hug mom and dad, get OJ and get in bed to watch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i496.photobucket.com/albums/rr322/starsm01/IMG_5300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leilani sat and read and entire book with me (Are You My Mother?). I was so impressed - this is something she's never done before. But maybe she's more interested now because she recognizes the bird, tree, kitten, dog, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i496.photobucket.com/albums/rr322/starsm01/IMG_5266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I don't want to forget little Ava's blessing. She was blessed over Labor Day weekend. She is wearing my dress which Leilani also wore. She is such a wonderful baby! She is going on 3 months (crazy!), is 24 inches and 11 1/2 pounds. She's my baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307265846565853264-8904712086085354614?l=theramhouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8904712086085354614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8307265846565853264&amp;postID=8904712086085354614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/8904712086085354614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/8904712086085354614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/2009/09/photobucket_30.html' title='Sep 30th'/><author><name>therams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07643475575636618407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11726746217124611006'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307265846565853264.post-6291688935701276238</id><published>2009-09-01T00:09:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T11:22:50.702-05:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i496.photobucket.com/albums/rr322/starsm01/IMG_5199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i496.photobucket.com/albums/rr322/starsm01/IMG_5226-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307265846565853264-6291688935701276238?l=theramhouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6291688935701276238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8307265846565853264&amp;postID=6291688935701276238' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/6291688935701276238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/6291688935701276238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/2009/09/7-weeks.html' title='7 Weeks'/><author><name>therams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07643475575636618407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11726746217124611006'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307265846565853264.post-1950277674697187101</id><published>2009-07-11T20:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T20:10:59.565-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We would like to introduce you to</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/Slk3-t17uKI/AAAAAAAAAeI/pygb9rcx08g/s1600-h/IMG_5018+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357374782331140258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/Slk3-t17uKI/AAAAAAAAAeI/pygb9rcx08g/s400/IMG_5018+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ava Cynthia Ram&lt;br /&gt;Born July 10, 2009, 8:08 pm&lt;br /&gt;6 1/2 pounds, 19.75 inches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/Slk36eAXfsI/AAAAAAAAAeA/4826ugXlrjA/s1600-h/IMG_5002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357374709360459458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/Slk36eAXfsI/AAAAAAAAAeA/4826ugXlrjA/s400/IMG_5002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307265846565853264-1950277674697187101?l=theramhouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1950277674697187101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8307265846565853264&amp;postID=1950277674697187101' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/1950277674697187101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/1950277674697187101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-would-like-to-introduce-you-to.html' title='We would like to introduce you to'/><author><name>therams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07643475575636618407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11726746217124611006'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/Slk3-t17uKI/AAAAAAAAAeI/pygb9rcx08g/s72-c/IMG_5018+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307265846565853264.post-6842253444470535838</id><published>2009-07-09T23:48:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T23:55:00.008-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The other night we had a get-together with some of Dayne's old buddies from the good old days. These boys used to "play" together growing up and are all still good friends. I didn't know any of them then, but it's neat to see who they are now. They are all great guys, and they did a pretty good job at picking out wives.  And they all still reside in Texas. Something about this state either keeps you here or brings you back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is how it used to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SlbIwvjsKZI/AAAAAAAAAdw/6xO3FTRznWY/s1600-h/IMG_4957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356689546529221010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SlbIwvjsKZI/AAAAAAAAAdw/6xO3FTRznWY/s400/IMG_4957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is an example of the wonderful fathers they've become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SlbIoOzS1LI/AAAAAAAAAdo/QChe2Zuc4k8/s1600-h/IMG_4954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356689400297346226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SlbIoOzS1LI/AAAAAAAAAdo/QChe2Zuc4k8/s400/IMG_4954.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this is how they are now. Family men... My how time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SlbIYLDVwyI/AAAAAAAAAdg/epEQY0Bx6TA/s1600-h/IMG_4950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356689124412998434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SlbIYLDVwyI/AAAAAAAAAdg/epEQY0Bx6TA/s400/IMG_4950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307265846565853264-6842253444470535838?l=theramhouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6842253444470535838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8307265846565853264&amp;postID=6842253444470535838' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/6842253444470535838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/6842253444470535838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/2009/07/old-times.html' title='Old Times'/><author><name>therams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07643475575636618407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11726746217124611006'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SlbIwvjsKZI/AAAAAAAAAdw/6xO3FTRznWY/s72-c/IMG_4957.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307265846565853264.post-539429493509019924</id><published>2009-07-07T22:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T22:31:09.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No baby yet...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know everyone is on pins and needles about information on the new baby. Well, there is nothing yet, so instead...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to blog about my fabulous SIL Leana. She left almost 2 weeks ago now for the MTC. She is then headed out to Indiana for a whole 18 months. So far she loves every part of the mission. Her letters are really uplifting and I can't wait to see how she does in the field. Here's to Sister Leana Ram.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355926295526389570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SlQSlsAGN0I/AAAAAAAAAdY/X0LX-2FFA7U/s400/IMG_4933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SlQSbsWs93I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/MuQxjbUZ89g/s1600-h/IMG_4944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355926123822511986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SlQSbsWs93I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/MuQxjbUZ89g/s400/IMG_4944.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307265846565853264-539429493509019924?l=theramhouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/539429493509019924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8307265846565853264&amp;postID=539429493509019924' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/539429493509019924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/539429493509019924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-baby-yet.html' title='No baby yet...'/><author><name>therams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07643475575636618407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11726746217124611006'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SlQSlsAGN0I/AAAAAAAAAdY/X0LX-2FFA7U/s72-c/IMG_4933.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307265846565853264.post-8506107975348083133</id><published>2009-05-27T21:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:56:37.727-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/Sh39YJkvnqI/AAAAAAAAAdI/neQL4mC9B84/s1600-h/P5250143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340703324459998882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/Sh39YJkvnqI/AAAAAAAAAdI/neQL4mC9B84/s400/P5250143.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/8307265846565853264-8506107975348083133?l=theramhouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8506107975348083133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8307265846565853264&amp;postID=8506107975348083133' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/8506107975348083133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/8506107975348083133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day.html' title='Memorial Day'/><author><name>therams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07643475575636618407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11726746217124611006'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/Sh39YJkvnqI/AAAAAAAAAdI/neQL4mC9B84/s72-c/P5250143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307265846565853264.post-3832554942395100868</id><published>2009-05-26T12:38:00.022-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T13:27:53.427-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DisneyWorld</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last month we went to DisneyWorld with Heidi, Travis and the kids. We were really excited for a vacation and DisneyWorld is always a fantastic place to go. The parks are amazingly clean and detailed. I can only imagine the amount of planning and work that goes into it. The trip began with an early morning flight that went well until Leilani threw up her all her OJ and then some on the descent. Luckily she was still in her PJs and it didn't seem to bother her at all. Dayne and I were much more disgusted then she was. We met up with the Jeannerets and headed to our hotel, Pop Century, where Leilani was given her first pet; a rock named Rocky. Apparently it's a tradition for that hotel because the hotel represents all the pop phenoms of the last 50 years and pet rocks were a thing of the 70's. And then it was straight to Animal Kingdom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leilani's first character greeting. She was scared to death, but after a few more times she warmed up to them. The second character she met was Meeko from Pocahontas, but none of us could remember the poor guys name. We had to wait for him to autograph Leilani's book. Poor, forgettable Meeko...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShwvPLg9s6I/AAAAAAAAAc4/kcLNb_vp0yM/s1600-h/IMG_3679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340195195990160290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShwvPLg9s6I/AAAAAAAAAc4/kcLNb_vp0yM/s400/IMG_3679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dayne and Leilani in the middle of a jungle walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShwvD-d7ioI/AAAAAAAAAcw/N0z8WFP9QlM/s1600-h/IMG_3708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340195003509213826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShwvD-d7ioI/AAAAAAAAAcw/N0z8WFP9QlM/s400/IMG_3708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In front of the Tree of Life. They have a very good 4-d show underneath this tree that is based on "A Bug's Life". Needless to say, at some points you were kind of grossed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/Shwu0ucde0I/AAAAAAAAAco/B8FXb8ySiDg/s1600-h/IMG_3786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340194741510044482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/Shwu0ucde0I/AAAAAAAAAco/B8FXb8ySiDg/s400/IMG_3786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The next day at Magic Kingdom. The kids had just finished defeating Zurg in the Buzz Lightyear ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShwuPpGc7EI/AAAAAAAAAcg/iLuw6LGZ084/s1600-h/IMG_3856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340194104420396098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShwuPpGc7EI/AAAAAAAAAcg/iLuw6LGZ084/s400/IMG_3856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leilani met a couple of characters this way. She woke up just in time for Buzz Lightyear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShwuGHkIRlI/AAAAAAAAAcY/-eowIXWBn74/s1600-h/IMG_3874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340193940799243858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShwuGHkIRlI/AAAAAAAAAcY/-eowIXWBn74/s400/IMG_3874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She is so spoiled. Aunt Heidi would have carried her anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/Shwtvkkr8LI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/uN6BXp-OG64/s1600-h/IMG_3953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340193553449218226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/Shwtvkkr8LI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/uN6BXp-OG64/s400/IMG_3953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting ready to ride Dumbo's Flight. She loved this ride and Alladin's Magic Carpet. She showed no emotions during the rides, but the minute they ended she was immediately wanting "more". And she would get a little upset that we had to get off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShwthNujt2I/AAAAAAAAAcI/NnI5xijbXjY/s1600-h/IMG_3966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340193306798438242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShwthNujt2I/AAAAAAAAAcI/NnI5xijbXjY/s400/IMG_3966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The amazing fireworks show at Magic Kingdom. Probably better then most 4th of July shows and they do this every night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShwtV49QJmI/AAAAAAAAAcA/pTRMDvmpy94/s1600-h/IMG_3998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340193112244364898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShwtV49QJmI/AAAAAAAAAcA/pTRMDvmpy94/s400/IMG_3998.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Next day at Hollywood Studios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShwtLG7lp7I/AAAAAAAAAb4/EeXDxzJb8gg/s1600-h/IMG_4011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340192927016921010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShwtLG7lp7I/AAAAAAAAAb4/EeXDxzJb8gg/s400/IMG_4011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This person was part of the noon parade. We know they are supposed to be a girl, but we're not for certain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/Shws3yJOvtI/AAAAAAAAAbw/vrX-Sf-qVPQ/s1600-h/IMG_4046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340192595019480786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/Shws3yJOvtI/AAAAAAAAAbw/vrX-Sf-qVPQ/s400/IMG_4046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What Dayne wants to be for Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/Shwsn458fwI/AAAAAAAAAbo/O-rS8Eb2-aE/s1600-h/IMG_4078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340192321956511490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/Shwsn458fwI/AAAAAAAAAbo/O-rS8Eb2-aE/s400/IMG_4078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The whole gang with Mickey Mouse. We did really well at meeting most of the characters. We got Mickey, Minnie, Pluto, Donald, Goofy, Buzz Lightyear, Stitch, Meeko, Frozone and all the Princesses including Mulan. I might be missing some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShwsCg0eOXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/jZMhZnaDhPs/s1600-h/IMG_4144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340191679835945330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShwsCg0eOXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/jZMhZnaDhPs/s400/IMG_4144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leilani with Belle. This girl earned her spot as a Disney Character. She was probably the best we met the entire time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShwrsNrsqlI/AAAAAAAAAbY/swmj-n8RlPg/s1600-h/IMG_4204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340191296741747282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShwrsNrsqlI/AAAAAAAAAbY/swmj-n8RlPg/s400/IMG_4204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At our Princess Banquet in Epcot. Very nice sit down dinner where you meet all the princesses. The boys weren't too keen on posing with princesses but we promised that nobody at church or school would ever know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShwrmxujwvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/35qbQN9bSvw/s1600-h/IMG_4215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340191203338207986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShwrmxujwvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/35qbQN9bSvw/s400/IMG_4215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Example of Tyler's embarrasment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/Shwre2-BJfI/AAAAAAAAAbI/VWS2YqaPLT0/s1600-h/IMG_4208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340191067306272242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/Shwre2-BJfI/AAAAAAAAAbI/VWS2YqaPLT0/s400/IMG_4208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cinderella. We don't have this movie so Leilani didn't know who she was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShwrV90ZjqI/AAAAAAAAAbA/8nRYZVkVuqU/s1600-h/IMG_4223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340190914526154402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShwrV90ZjqI/AAAAAAAAAbA/8nRYZVkVuqU/s400/IMG_4223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ariel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShwrDQs2MwI/AAAAAAAAAa4/hrURUQTMDWo/s1600-h/IMG_4227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340190593177236226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShwrDQs2MwI/AAAAAAAAAa4/hrURUQTMDWo/s400/IMG_4227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids on their Kim Possible mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShwqbNlIQYI/AAAAAAAAAaw/l5ITpcXgiio/s1600-h/IMG_4244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340189905144791426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShwqbNlIQYI/AAAAAAAAAaw/l5ITpcXgiio/s400/IMG_4244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; View of our hotel room. Our hotel was surrounded by hugh replicas of pop culture like Big Wheels, 8-Tracks, rubik cubes, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShwqF1ArakI/AAAAAAAAAao/RRdZeeprpec/s1600-h/IMG_4270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340189537772202562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShwqF1ArakI/AAAAAAAAAao/RRdZeeprpec/s400/IMG_4270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting ready to leave for the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/Shwpv39uBvI/AAAAAAAAAag/q43SoU38ChE/s1600-h/IMG_4271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340189160607975154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/Shwpv39uBvI/AAAAAAAAAag/q43SoU38ChE/s400/IMG_4271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A great trip. It was hard and long days for an 18 month old but fun anyways. We probably won't go back for a long time because we don't want the "magic" to get old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307265846565853264-3832554942395100868?l=theramhouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3832554942395100868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8307265846565853264&amp;postID=3832554942395100868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/3832554942395100868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/3832554942395100868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/2009/05/disneyworld.html' title='DisneyWorld'/><author><name>therams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07643475575636618407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11726746217124611006'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShwvPLg9s6I/AAAAAAAAAc4/kcLNb_vp0yM/s72-c/IMG_3679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307265846565853264.post-8790979930084046152</id><published>2009-05-24T15:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T16:01:14.618-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Official Start of Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShmyGgjHloI/AAAAAAAAAaY/SFhOjnB5WZo/s1600-h/IMG_4789+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339494658110625410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShmyGgjHloI/AAAAAAAAAaY/SFhOjnB5WZo/s400/IMG_4789+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShmxwmwvFGI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/lpbQ8FYvqxM/s1600-h/IMG_4795+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339494281821230178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShmxwmwvFGI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/lpbQ8FYvqxM/s400/IMG_4795+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShmxhvDs7CI/AAAAAAAAAaI/lN66MNoyXEg/s1600-h/IMG_4801+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339494026350226466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShmxhvDs7CI/AAAAAAAAAaI/lN66MNoyXEg/s400/IMG_4801+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShmxSXXDzNI/AAAAAAAAAaA/0zr8ETewee8/s1600-h/IMG_4811+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339493762290928850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShmxSXXDzNI/AAAAAAAAAaA/0zr8ETewee8/s400/IMG_4811+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The weather was good and the time was right. So Dayne took Leilani out for her first backyard-sprinkler adventure. She takes a while to warm up to any water source and is afraid of water near her face. Which is odd because her father comes from a family of fish. But sources say that Dayne didn't like the water when he was little either. By the end of the afternoon she loved the sprinkler so much she wouldn't let us shut it off even though she was standing there shivering and turning purple.&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/8307265846565853264-8790979930084046152?l=theramhouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8790979930084046152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8307265846565853264&amp;postID=8790979930084046152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/8790979930084046152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/8790979930084046152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/2009/05/official-start-of.html' title='Official Start of Summer'/><author><name>therams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07643475575636618407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11726746217124611006'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShmyGgjHloI/AAAAAAAAAaY/SFhOjnB5WZo/s72-c/IMG_4789+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307265846565853264.post-1929250550565918750</id><published>2009-05-21T23:01:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T23:11:25.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShYk9QHSqII/AAAAAAAAAZ4/aI8BTXFlKPw/s1600-h/IMG_4774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338495043010472066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShYk9QHSqII/AAAAAAAAAZ4/aI8BTXFlKPw/s400/IMG_4774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShYk0pQiHdI/AAAAAAAAAZw/cEu_u688k50/s1600-h/IMG_4776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338494895141297618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShYk0pQiHdI/AAAAAAAAAZw/cEu_u688k50/s400/IMG_4776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShYkrL0YTeI/AAAAAAAAAZo/IoaMiPdGifw/s1600-h/IMG_4768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338494732619763170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShYkrL0YTeI/AAAAAAAAAZo/IoaMiPdGifw/s400/IMG_4768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We actually do things at the Ram house. I'm just not the best record keeper. Many of you excel at that talent. However, last weekend was a big Moon get together. We haven't gone camping as a family in many years and so we headed out to Lake Tawakoni in East Texas and had a great time until we were rained out the next morning. Our weekend basically went - set up camp, cook, eat, clean, watch old Moon slideshow, "sleep", clean, cook, eat, pack up, rain, go home. The eating was good, we just wish we got to do some more of our other planned camping activities. As Anna pointed out, it was a whole 18 hours. We did make up for that by showering and getting together Saturday night for hot dogs and a movie. &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/8307265846565853264-1929250550565918750?l=theramhouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1929250550565918750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8307265846565853264&amp;postID=1929250550565918750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/1929250550565918750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/1929250550565918750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/2009/05/camping.html' title='Camping'/><author><name>therams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07643475575636618407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11726746217124611006'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/ShYk9QHSqII/AAAAAAAAAZ4/aI8BTXFlKPw/s72-c/IMG_4774.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307265846565853264.post-2669519043592836730</id><published>2009-03-31T15:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T16:01:42.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh what a night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SdKD9qDD6GI/AAAAAAAAAZg/4lTig4H5QzI/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319459205160364130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SdKD9qDD6GI/AAAAAAAAAZg/4lTig4H5QzI/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dayne and I finally drop into bed around 11 pm last night after a long evening of preparing our taxes - when you run your own business it gets that much more interesting. We're exhausted and as I lay down I notice some flashing light. Was that an electronic device or lightening? It continues - must be lightening. Then we hear the first rain drops fall and Dayne realizes he didn't cover up his prized grill. On go the lights and the robes and we run out to the backyard to cover the grill in the rain. Mission accomplished, we fall back into bed and try to fall asleep, the rain pounding on the roof. This is good because our lawn really needs water (we're trying to regrow some of it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We hear thunder approaching which I don't mind because who doesn't love a good Texas thunderstorm? A few gigantic cracks of thunder later and our power goes out. Just as I'm thinking that it's going to be a little warm without the fan on and hope that the food in the refrigerator doesn't spoil, the power comes back on. Phew. But the burglar alarm also comes on. The previous owners had it installed and we have never tried to mess with it. So it starts beeping harmlessly at us and we try to figure out how to stop it, when lo and behold we set off the actual alarm. An ear splitting siren starts reverberating through the house and I start mashing the control pad trying my darndest to shut it off while Dayne holds a pillow over the siren trying to muffle it, while we both wait for Leilani to wake up. After mashing the pad does nothing, I start ransacking the house for some Brinks alarm information that I know I saw once somewhere... An eternity later Dayne finds a phone number and I start calling. A few different numbers later I get a hold of Shalonda. Wonderful Shalonda. She sends me scrambling for some screwdrivers and puts me on the hunt for the Brinks power source which should be in one of our closets. It's one of those things you barely notice when you move in and never think about again. I find it in the master closet behind a shelf and start un-screwing, vehemently. Yanking out a black cord later, it mercifully stops. We drop everything and get back into bed at midnight. And now we're so worked up we just lie there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sweet Leilani, she never woke up and has no idea what happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307265846565853264-2669519043592836730?l=theramhouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2669519043592836730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8307265846565853264&amp;postID=2669519043592836730' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/2669519043592836730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/2669519043592836730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-what-night.html' title='Oh what a night!'/><author><name>therams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07643475575636618407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11726746217124611006'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SdKD9qDD6GI/AAAAAAAAAZg/4lTig4H5QzI/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307265846565853264.post-7648779925431908224</id><published>2009-02-26T13:42:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T14:01:49.879-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Carnations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/Sab0QX3b2KI/AAAAAAAAAZY/uHiuh0gmIXo/s1600-h/IMG_3140+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307197773024319650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/Sab0QX3b2KI/AAAAAAAAAZY/uHiuh0gmIXo/s400/IMG_3140+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/Sab0GzTgWiI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/WygfpQIkgUU/s1600-h/IMG_3146+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307197608591120930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/Sab0GzTgWiI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/WygfpQIkgUU/s400/IMG_3146+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last week we had an amazing fondue party with some of our amazing friends. I really do love parties even though every time I am finishing things right at the very last minute (and often after the last minute) thinking I should have started earlier! But despite my lack of foresight, I thought it would be fun to decorate. I always love having flowers at our get-togethers because they are instant, easy decos. And carnations are one of my favorites even though they get a bad rap. They are cheap, easily fill up a vase and they bloom forever. My Valentine roses didn't even last a week and these babies are going to live on in eternal glory. I also hung some paper lanterns for fun which everyone thought I had up has general home decor. It was a party, let's decorate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/Saby45R4I_I/AAAAAAAAAZI/BR8dPoVtGhQ/s1600-h/IMG_3155+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307196270165107698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/Saby45R4I_I/AAAAAAAAAZI/BR8dPoVtGhQ/s400/IMG_3155+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307265846565853264-7648779925431908224?l=theramhouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7648779925431908224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8307265846565853264&amp;postID=7648779925431908224' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/7648779925431908224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/7648779925431908224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/2009/02/carnations.html' title='Carnations'/><author><name>therams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07643475575636618407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11726746217124611006'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/Sab0QX3b2KI/AAAAAAAAAZY/uHiuh0gmIXo/s72-c/IMG_3140+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307265846565853264.post-4496456090177409902</id><published>2009-02-17T13:34:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T13:48:58.385-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dayne and I are not big on Valentine's Day. We've just never done anything so we don't have any expectations, which actually works out really well. So when the doorbell rang Saturday morning and I didn't see anybody through the peephole, I thought it was just a solicitor or ding-dong-ditch, until I opened the door to find roses that Dayne had sent. He's so great! I love having things sent to me. For some reason it makes you feel special. We then spent most of the day digging dallisgrass out of our front yard - so romantical. But that night we did go to our ward Valentine's Dance which I highly recommend for everyone next year. Dayne and I love dancing so it was the perfect way for us to spend the night. Behold the complimentary "prom" picture below provided by the Bennetts. I hope everyone enjoyed their weekend as much as we did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SZsSJ6Qy1TI/AAAAAAAAAYw/og_qWaEoA3Y/s1600-h/P2145677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303852947626710322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SZsSJ6Qy1TI/AAAAAAAAAYw/og_qWaEoA3Y/s400/P2145677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307265846565853264-4496456090177409902?l=theramhouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4496456090177409902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8307265846565853264&amp;postID=4496456090177409902' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/4496456090177409902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/4496456090177409902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines.html' title='Valentine&apos;s'/><author><name>therams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07643475575636618407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11726746217124611006'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SZsSJ6Qy1TI/AAAAAAAAAYw/og_qWaEoA3Y/s72-c/P2145677.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307265846565853264.post-747048596996378791</id><published>2009-01-30T23:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T23:31:13.902-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am sure that most of you know by now that Dayne and I are on our second child in two years of marriage. When you look at it like that it sounds kind of crazy, huh... I'm 17 weeks along and had my first appointment with the midwife this week. Apparently everything is great and I can't tell you how exciting it is to hear the heartbeat and feel the first little kicks. And right now they are little. No, we are not finding out what "it" is going to be. With Leilani I always called her "it" or "they" and people would always say "you call your baby it" or "you're having twins?". No, but what else are you supposed to say. So I will continue to call this one "it" or "they" and continue to face the questions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're excited for this addition and I have high hopes that Leilani is going to be a great big sister. A month or two ago, I opened one of her first baby dolls that came with a bottle. She instantly picked it up, cradled it and began feeding it. I never taught her that so it must be natural instinct! And the other day, she had to put a dolly in our cradle, kiss it, rock it, cover it up, kiss it again and continue to rock it to sleep. I defy any of you to find anything as cute as this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SYPh-FGtulI/AAAAAAAAAYo/qfWYSLEJ26U/s1600-h/193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297326043356314194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SYPh-FGtulI/AAAAAAAAAYo/qfWYSLEJ26U/s400/193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307265846565853264-747048596996378791?l=theramhouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/747048596996378791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8307265846565853264&amp;postID=747048596996378791' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/747048596996378791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/747048596996378791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/number-2.html' title='Number 2'/><author><name>therams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07643475575636618407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11726746217124611006'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SYPh-FGtulI/AAAAAAAAAYo/qfWYSLEJ26U/s72-c/193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307265846565853264.post-4696862255107597663</id><published>2009-01-26T21:33:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T21:47:10.327-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Dad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last Saturday, the part of the Moon clan that resides in Texas gathered to celebrate another year of our great Patriarch. What a wonderful father we have. He always compliments my cakes. Doesn't he look handsome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295812938705158258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SX6BzzBwQHI/AAAAAAAAAYg/vw1bPVCdN5Y/s400/012a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; How do you resist this face??? It wasn't even her Birthday and she steals the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SX6Btvpx1YI/AAAAAAAAAYY/RIynXrCR2Ho/s1600-h/IMG_3083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295812834720077186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SX6Btvpx1YI/AAAAAAAAAYY/RIynXrCR2Ho/s400/IMG_3083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how the night began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SX6Bm2rii8I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/NHwLd3r2uHw/s1600-h/IMG_3075a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295812716347427778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SX6Bm2rii8I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/NHwLd3r2uHw/s400/IMG_3075a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how it ended...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SX6BcEpVo3I/AAAAAAAAAYI/C_dRfjWU8s4/s1600-h/IMG_3076a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295812531117728626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SX6BcEpVo3I/AAAAAAAAAYI/C_dRfjWU8s4/s400/IMG_3076a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy 39th Dad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Also, if anyone asks you to play Bananagrams, do it. Great game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S. Thank you for all the comments. It makes me feel special that you actually care.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307265846565853264-4696862255107597663?l=theramhouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4696862255107597663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8307265846565853264&amp;postID=4696862255107597663' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/4696862255107597663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/4696862255107597663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-dad.html' title='Happy Birthday Dad!'/><author><name>therams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07643475575636618407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11726746217124611006'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SX6BzzBwQHI/AAAAAAAAAYg/vw1bPVCdN5Y/s72-c/012a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307265846565853264.post-5195684802841319163</id><published>2009-01-20T13:49:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T13:56:56.134-06:00</updated><title type='text'>January</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SXYrfQFsBII/AAAAAAAAAXQ/S2dXXAWS2PY/s1600-h/354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293466227915359362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SXYrfQFsBII/AAAAAAAAAXQ/S2dXXAWS2PY/s400/354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So these are my favorite pictures from Christmas. The first because it is soooo Leilani. She spends most of her day looking at me like that. I'm not sure why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SXYrVAlEFFI/AAAAAAAAAXI/FgK9nWEnGew/s1600-h/367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293466051953300562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SXYrVAlEFFI/AAAAAAAAAXI/FgK9nWEnGew/s400/367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The second because everytime she held up this pair of socks it was like she was holding them up in Victory! And we cheered every time she did. Needless to say she kept holding them up and we kept cheering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SXYrL-Z_53I/AAAAAAAAAXA/RcBYdRI1_2M/s1600-h/372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293465896751196018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SXYrL-Z_53I/AAAAAAAAAXA/RcBYdRI1_2M/s400/372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The third picture just because this is how she runs around most of the time. At least her accessories are coordinated.&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/8307265846565853264-5195684802841319163?l=theramhouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5195684802841319163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8307265846565853264&amp;postID=5195684802841319163' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/5195684802841319163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/5195684802841319163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/january.html' title='January'/><author><name>therams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07643475575636618407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11726746217124611006'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SXYrfQFsBII/AAAAAAAAAXQ/S2dXXAWS2PY/s72-c/354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307265846565853264.post-8264677829639571800</id><published>2008-09-09T22:26:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T22:33:50.227-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing Queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244229723458046834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SMc_JftDC3I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/q2-kfBTa1Rw/s400/IMG_1836.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SMc-93pDxRI/AAAAAAAAAQw/WFCIGPYD5kk/s1600-h/IMG_1840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244229523725337874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SMc-93pDxRI/AAAAAAAAAQw/WFCIGPYD5kk/s400/IMG_1840.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SMc-tkNxr6I/AAAAAAAAAQo/RT1jcQ1EByc/s1600-h/IMG_1841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244229243632725922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SMc-tkNxr6I/AAAAAAAAAQo/RT1jcQ1EByc/s400/IMG_1841.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love how babies love music. Leilani will dance to anything from the Bonanza theme song to swing music. She gets a big grin on her face and starts bouncing her arms to the music. Her latest trick is spinning in circles and "snapping" her fingers (more of a wiggling in imitation of mom and dad). I've even noticed her practicing walking backwards - so many things we take for granted as adults. &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/8307265846565853264-8264677829639571800?l=theramhouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8264677829639571800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8307265846565853264&amp;postID=8264677829639571800' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/8264677829639571800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/8264677829639571800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/2008/09/dancing-queen.html' title='Dancing Queen'/><author><name>therams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07643475575636618407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11726746217124611006'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SMc_JftDC3I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/q2-kfBTa1Rw/s72-c/IMG_1836.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307265846565853264.post-2826983130241024256</id><published>2008-09-08T17:44:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T18:03:45.628-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SMWuQ_i4ESI/AAAAAAAAAQY/JSvNAvxr6yQ/s1600-h/IMG_1868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243788948101665058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SMWuQ_i4ESI/AAAAAAAAAQY/JSvNAvxr6yQ/s400/IMG_1868.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;September is here (can any one tell me where August went?) Not that I mind too much. For some reason I get really excited about Fall which turns into excitement for Thanksgiving and then for Christmas. But I have a "thing" against wishing time away so I try to live in the moment. And for the moment, my life is Lelani, Dayne, work and home; in that order, I think. Dayne might think he's at the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leilani grows terribly more intelligent by the day - talking on cellphones, putting on makeup, carrying her purse and daddy's credit card around, feeding herself and I swear she's not 16 though she already has the habits. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been working part time for Dayne's company which takes up more time than you would think, I mean, it's only part time right? (Melissa I don't know how you did it.) And the company seems to be going well. I'm also trying to work on my callings which are Visiting Teaching Coordiantor and Public Affairs Director. I didn't even know that calling existed let alone what it meant and it doesn't look like it going to be easy. Primary is looking like a piece of cake comparatively. I've also tried to pick up some new talents like sewing. It's been exciting but also difficult when your daughter wants attention every 5 minutes. How did any mother ever accomplish anything!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This summer has been great with travel and fun. Dayne and I are both 25 now, though he claims 22. I went to see my sister Heidi in July and we all went camping at Turner Falls later in the month. We've also been spending as much time at water parks and in pools as possible - though never enough for Dayne. If Leilani allows there will be more pictures posted of these events and events to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307265846565853264-2826983130241024256?l=theramhouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2826983130241024256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8307265846565853264&amp;postID=2826983130241024256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/2826983130241024256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/2826983130241024256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/2008/09/moment.html' title='Moment'/><author><name>therams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07643475575636618407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11726746217124611006'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SMWuQ_i4ESI/AAAAAAAAAQY/JSvNAvxr6yQ/s72-c/IMG_1868.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307265846565853264.post-2719451558370010345</id><published>2008-07-02T11:23:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:35:18.758-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Splish Splash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SGutXmYDbaI/AAAAAAAAAPw/vVS03Xx70Qg/s1600-h/P6280477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218455214188883362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SGutXmYDbaI/AAAAAAAAAPw/vVS03Xx70Qg/s320/P6280477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SGutBhG3CPI/AAAAAAAAAPo/cB46FPuhm3Q/s1600-h/P6280510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218454834817468658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SGutBhG3CPI/AAAAAAAAAPo/cB46FPuhm3Q/s320/P6280510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SGusvyqL20I/AAAAAAAAAPg/iHwz0Y8sfqA/s1600-h/P6280470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218454530291391298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SGusvyqL20I/AAAAAAAAAPg/iHwz0Y8sfqA/s320/P6280470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SGusS70mIBI/AAAAAAAAAPY/zWe01OrLZuQ/s1600-h/P6280507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218454034534768658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SGusS70mIBI/AAAAAAAAAPY/zWe01OrLZuQ/s320/P6280507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SGur-TGMRsI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/bW8FSyQfNJE/s1600-h/P6280527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218453680005334722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SGur-TGMRsI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/bW8FSyQfNJE/s320/P6280527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This last Saturday was the GP1 annual 4th of July party at the Harshaws. We went because Dayne will take any excuse to go swimming even if it's not his ward. We were there for more than 4 hours and that still wasn't enough... But we had a great time. This was Leilani's second time in a large pool and she has taken to it like a little fish. She has her own little turtle floatie that she'll sit in and paddle around the pool - all by her self. Eivan got a fun little digital camera for his birthday that can go under water, so needless to say, that provided most of the entertainment for the day. Let me tell you - it is hard to take a picture underwater while trying to not let air out so you don't have a million bubbles coming out of your nose and smile at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monil, Eivan and Dayne all won the swim races in their age group, and Monil even beat Eivan when they raced the winners against each other. Dayne then went on to win the watermelon seed spitting contest. You can't beat those Rams. I tried to get some sun on my legs and I believe I was mildly successful, so I win too! And I have to say I love the last picture of me and Leilani. Her skin is just so young, smooth and beautiful. It's a pity we all have to grow up because I know we all must of had skin like that at one point. &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/8307265846565853264-2719451558370010345?l=theramhouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2719451558370010345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8307265846565853264&amp;postID=2719451558370010345' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/2719451558370010345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/2719451558370010345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/2008/07/splish-splash.html' title='Splish Splash'/><author><name>therams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07643475575636618407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11726746217124611006'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SGutXmYDbaI/AAAAAAAAAPw/vVS03Xx70Qg/s72-c/P6280477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307265846565853264.post-2049693379304020486</id><published>2008-06-25T11:54:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:35:19.151-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby's gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SGJ5dPvqfwI/AAAAAAAAAPI/qhTP3jGJQ_w/s1600-h/IMG_0158+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215864861798072066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SGJ5dPvqfwI/AAAAAAAAAPI/qhTP3jGJQ_w/s320/IMG_0158+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SGJ4xRH_6LI/AAAAAAAAAPA/iB3MLD7kMYQ/s1600-h/IMG_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215864106254330034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SGJ4xRH_6LI/AAAAAAAAAPA/iB3MLD7kMYQ/s320/IMG_0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The last Moon child has finally left the nest. My little brother Jordan graduated high school and is off to BYU. He has already shocked us all by how well he as done in one week. He's taking college courses, working and making tons of new friends. We are all so proud of you Jordan. Good luck with the 4 a.m. custodial! I know people who have done it, so it can be done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307265846565853264-2049693379304020486?l=theramhouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2049693379304020486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8307265846565853264&amp;postID=2049693379304020486' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/2049693379304020486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/2049693379304020486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/2008/06/babys-gone.html' title='Baby&apos;s gone'/><author><name>therams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07643475575636618407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11726746217124611006'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SGJ5dPvqfwI/AAAAAAAAAPI/qhTP3jGJQ_w/s72-c/IMG_0158+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307265846565853264.post-4536229122281966779</id><published>2008-06-22T22:51:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:35:19.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nathan and Korina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SF8ev-m2xkI/AAAAAAAAAO4/YxKw9wVRWZI/s1600-h/IMG_0628+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214920703126980162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SF8ev-m2xkI/AAAAAAAAAO4/YxKw9wVRWZI/s320/IMG_0628+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SF8emVt4_SI/AAAAAAAAAOw/1shkS4s2Kyc/s1600-h/IMG_0529+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214920537531809058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SF8emVt4_SI/AAAAAAAAAOw/1shkS4s2Kyc/s320/IMG_0529+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SF8eJSB0G2I/AAAAAAAAAOo/SQeVLigEwgM/s1600-h/IMG_0561+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214920038325427042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SF8eJSB0G2I/AAAAAAAAAOo/SQeVLigEwgM/s320/IMG_0561+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday my little brother Nathan officially became a married man. His wife Korina is a darling girl and we are all excited for them. However this last week has been a lot of work. With my sister planning the whole wedding, we were up many a late night. But now it is over and the whole thing went beautifully. These are some bridal pictures I took of Korina in my guest room. We didn't have time to go anywhere, so I'm pleased the the results. Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Nathan Moon! &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/8307265846565853264-4536229122281966779?l=theramhouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4536229122281966779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8307265846565853264&amp;postID=4536229122281966779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/4536229122281966779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307265846565853264/posts/default/4536229122281966779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theramhouse.blogspot.com/2008/06/nathan-and-korina.html' title='Nathan and Korina'/><author><name>therams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07643475575636618407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11726746217124611006'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cwu06NhLCxA/SF8ev-m2xkI/AAAAAAAAAO4/YxKw9wVRWZI/s72-c/IMG_0628+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307265846565853264.post-2144384298125164907</id><published>2008-04-25T17:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T17:09:00.192-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah</title><content type='html'>A little bit of an update. I've been in Salt Lake/Provo for the last week and Dayne joined me (thankfully!) on Wednesday. So far we've been to Temple Square, all around BYU and today my brother Adam graduated from BYU in Construction Management. His wife Anna is very glad to be out of here. I'm just guessing but I think I'm right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Adam's graduation was at 8 am, meaning we had to wake up at 5:30 to get ready, drive and get a good seat, his college provided breakfast for everyone afterwards. That meant all the cinnamon rolls, bagels, orange juice, milk and BYU chocolate milk that you can eat. And if anyone knows me, you know I LOVE BYU chocolate milk. And to get it for free made it that much sweeter. I am now a big supporter of BYU's School of Technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I ran into the wonderful Karon May the other day at University Mall. She is still sweet and beautiful, and for anyone that knows her - she does not look 4 months pregnant. I look more pregnant than her, and believe me, I'm not. 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