<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236422742623230427</id><updated>2012-02-09T13:08:09.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holliman Family</title><subtitle type='html'>Try to keep up!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hayley Holliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00084248862940285141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236422742623230427.post-5937210077420377623</id><published>2008-12-14T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T08:23:46.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eleven years with my Best Friend!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is a little late(it has taken me three weeks to figure out this whole blogging thing), but as of December 3rd 1997 Hayley and I have been married for 11 great years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While going through some old boxes I found these pictures. They reminded me of the first time we met. And just how young we were.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was Thanksgiving Week End 1996, I was in St. George with my dad at a motorcycle race three months home from my mission. My good friend {aka Steve Mitchell} was also in St. George with his new in laws. Steve, his new wife Ellery and her little sister Hayley came to watch the races. After the races we decided to ride into Mesquite to hang out. Me, Steve, Ellery, Colby and Hayley all rode together, I remember Hayley being so bugged because all we talked about the whole way was TRUCKS, OLD GIRLFRIENDS and MOTORCYCLES. I later found out it was because she was pretty used to having all the attention and was pretty annoyed that I was paying no attention to her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Needless to say I learned my lesson quick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SUXfFVouyQI/AAAAAAAAAnw/8WwZdcoJsRU/s1600-h/img045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279871420962097410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SUXfFVouyQI/AAAAAAAAAnw/8WwZdcoJsRU/s320/img045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the Thanksgiving Classic, November 1996. It was fun to have Stone race at the same race, six years later, and tell him that "this is where me and mom first met". I always tell Stone that Motocross Racers get all the hot girls, he tells me that he would much rather have a big trophy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SUXfoEhXG_I/AAAAAAAAAn4/eSVUpM_7pbM/s1600-h/img048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279872017663204338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SUXfoEhXG_I/AAAAAAAAAn4/eSVUpM_7pbM/s320/img048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; I think I was asking her "Did you see how far I was ahead of second place"?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SU3cHfWQHMI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nFzEt9q_rW4/s1600-h/img049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282119959207484610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SU3cHfWQHMI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nFzEt9q_rW4/s320/img049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the night I popped the big question (she said yes!) I can still remember how nervous I was to ask my father-in-law if I could marry his daughter (turned out that he was the easy one, I still don't think DeAnne ever said yes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SU3cHwMWJwI/AAAAAAAAAoY/g3gDBV8gSrY/s1600-h/img040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282119963729340162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SU3cHwMWJwI/AAAAAAAAAoY/g3gDBV8gSrY/s320/img040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After I first met Hayley, I went to get my hair cut and saw this picture hanging on Ellery salon wall. I begged and pleaded with Ellery to let me have it, all I can say is WOW what a babe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SU3cHk14nzI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/MfTIqEP9pro/s1600-h/img043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282119960682340146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SU3cHk14nzI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/MfTIqEP9pro/s320/img043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my beautiful bride and her friends on our wedding night. (I still hold a grudge to this day for the fact that they got a lot more attention than I did at our reception) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SU3u1h10FYI/AAAAAAAAAog/k9mLZ3ROzVY/s1600-h/DSC00134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282140541360018818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SU3u1h10FYI/AAAAAAAAAog/k9mLZ3ROzVY/s320/DSC00134.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks for such a great life babe, i couldn't ask for a better friend!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236422742623230427-5937210077420377623?l=thehollimanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5937210077420377623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236422742623230427&amp;postID=5937210077420377623' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/5937210077420377623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/5937210077420377623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/2008/12/eleven-years-with-my-best-friend.html' title='Eleven years with my Best Friend!!!'/><author><name>Hayley Holliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00084248862940285141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SUXfFVouyQI/AAAAAAAAAnw/8WwZdcoJsRU/s72-c/img045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236422742623230427.post-7031778007049539250</id><published>2008-10-15T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T23:08:49.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PuMkIn PaTcH &amp; HaLlOwEeN pArTy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPbWNN4DY7I/AAAAAAAAAgM/QlIFRnXr3do/s1600-h/DSC01236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257625137553040306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPbWNN4DY7I/AAAAAAAAAgM/QlIFRnXr3do/s200/DSC01236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPYyBC0LHpI/AAAAAAAAAd8/afOsfbagOrQ/s1600-h/DSC01235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257444608518594194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPYyBC0LHpI/AAAAAAAAAd8/afOsfbagOrQ/s200/DSC01235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPYyA6u6sgI/AAAAAAAAAd0/n4mUISWjXmY/s1600-h/DSC01239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257444606349062658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPYyA6u6sgI/AAAAAAAAAd0/n4mUISWjXmY/s200/DSC01239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;On Saturday we went to the Pumpkin Patch. Since it was freezing cold, and almost snowing on us the whole time it was a very quick trip.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPYy0m5NSSI/AAAAAAAAAeE/TTlMkVnUCYI/s1600-h/DSC01241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257445494376712482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPYy0m5NSSI/AAAAAAAAAeE/TTlMkVnUCYI/s200/DSC01241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Very quick!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPY0TVTy4lI/AAAAAAAAAeM/j0h6kPoqGq8/s1600-h/DSC01253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257447121743962706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPY0TVTy4lI/AAAAAAAAAeM/j0h6kPoqGq8/s200/DSC01253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257447127599495282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPY0TrH3OHI/AAAAAAAAAeU/uuwKnlfVvGI/s200/DSC01248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPY0T66JJuI/AAAAAAAAAec/GSDKsSnzi6U/s1600-h/DSC01247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257447131836917474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPY0T66JJuI/AAAAAAAAAec/GSDKsSnzi6U/s200/DSC01247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Then Saturday night my Dad and Mom had a Halloween Party for the grand kids. It was so cute, the shop was all decorated {orange lights everywhere, pumpkins and spiders}. We ate Sloppy Joes, witches brew, jell-o with eyeballs, and tons of cupcakes and cookies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPY3455s2mI/AAAAAAAAAek/FZ_V-2Lm7vg/s1600-h/DSC01255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257451065756670562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPY3455s2mI/AAAAAAAAAek/FZ_V-2Lm7vg/s200/DSC01255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPY35QKuP7I/AAAAAAAAAes/L-aQf1R7g1M/s1600-h/DSC01256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257451071733645234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPY35QKuP7I/AAAAAAAAAes/L-aQf1R7g1M/s200/DSC01256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPY35lCcstI/AAAAAAAAAe0/LXQoz0O8NVo/s1600-h/DSC01257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257451077336085202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPY35lCcstI/AAAAAAAAAe0/LXQoz0O8NVo/s200/DSC01257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;The kids played tons of games. This was them eating the donut off the string {no hands}.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPZF7mttDII/AAAAAAAAAe8/mXrOAIAR-SU/s1600-h/DSC01262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257466505308474498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPZF7mttDII/AAAAAAAAAe8/mXrOAIAR-SU/s200/DSC01262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPZF74SjO5I/AAAAAAAAAfE/sWD3n4A1I70/s1600-h/DSC01264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257466510026423186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPZF74SjO5I/AAAAAAAAAfE/sWD3n4A1I70/s200/DSC01264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;The kids bobbing for apples. {Hilarious}!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPZF8GZz07I/AAAAAAAAAfM/nTWrBSyis4k/s1600-h/DSC01265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257466513814967218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPZF8GZz07I/AAAAAAAAAfM/nTWrBSyis4k/s200/DSC01265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;This was after everyone else had stopped, but Swayze gets so determined to do things, I think Hadlee really thought she was drowning or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPbTt5Bz8yI/AAAAAAAAAfU/orNNddOfqys/s1600-h/DSC01276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257622400357626658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPbTt5Bz8yI/AAAAAAAAAfU/orNNddOfqys/s200/DSC01276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPbTuMtNsCI/AAAAAAAAAfc/eppLtF2pGlY/s1600-h/DSC01291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257622405639942178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPbTuMtNsCI/AAAAAAAAAfc/eppLtF2pGlY/s200/DSC01291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPbTub4LXKI/AAAAAAAAAfk/QE6h85QldeY/s1600-h/DSC01296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257622409712458914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPbTub4LXKI/AAAAAAAAAfk/QE6h85QldeY/s200/DSC01296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPbTvJq2GfI/AAAAAAAAAf0/ohhwSSINHOg/s1600-h/DSC01299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257622422004570610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPbTvJq2GfI/AAAAAAAAAf0/ohhwSSINHOg/s200/DSC01299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPbTusYPBhI/AAAAAAAAAfs/mpBVFaYkJsE/s1600-h/DSC01294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257622414141883922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPbTusYPBhI/AAAAAAAAAfs/mpBVFaYkJsE/s200/DSC01294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;The kids also ran around and danced to Halloween music for hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;We all had so much!!! Thanks Dad and Mom, hopefully this will be a new family tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPbXzXhPVCI/AAAAAAAAAgU/qdBsT07t7Xw/s1600-h/DSC01297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257626892488365090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPbXzXhPVCI/AAAAAAAAAgU/qdBsT07t7Xw/s200/DSC01297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPbXz12ZWLI/AAAAAAAAAgc/d4geA6Ep59A/s1600-h/DSC01300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257626900630165682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPbXz12ZWLI/AAAAAAAAAgc/d4geA6Ep59A/s200/DSC01300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236422742623230427-7031778007049539250?l=thehollimanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7031778007049539250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236422742623230427&amp;postID=7031778007049539250' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/7031778007049539250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/7031778007049539250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumkin-patch-halloween-party.html' title='PuMkIn PaTcH &amp; HaLlOwEeN pArTy'/><author><name>Hayley Holliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00084248862940285141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SPbWNN4DY7I/AAAAAAAAAgM/QlIFRnXr3do/s72-c/DSC01236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236422742623230427.post-8205769799210916704</id><published>2008-10-10T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T16:33:41.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O.K. - I'm so far behind on this whole blogging thing, that I thought I would hurry and do a quick update. Then, I'll try and stay up to date from now on. {I did say "try"}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-st950cDI/AAAAAAAAAa0/xRD5CSVpQr0/s1600-h/DSC01146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255609195875823666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-st950cDI/AAAAAAAAAa0/xRD5CSVpQr0/s320/DSC01146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-suImzzWI/AAAAAAAAAa8/PsS1ptx_eEI/s1600-h/DSC01148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255609198748880226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-suImzzWI/AAAAAAAAAa8/PsS1ptx_eEI/s320/DSC01148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This was at Stone and Swayze's School Carnival. But, they took off with their friends so fast that I hardly got any pictures of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255610005511008530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-tdGB48RI/AAAAAAAAAbE/TR5xxU6LER8/s320/DSC01150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We did manage to track them down to take Steel and Stryker on this ONE ride. {Because me or Josh was not about to do it.} &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-uUbDLMtI/AAAAAAAAAbM/AFxcwcDMrLs/s1600-h/DSC01160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255610956046349010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-uUbDLMtI/AAAAAAAAAbM/AFxcwcDMrLs/s320/DSC01160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You've got to know that all my kids have super sensitive stomachs, and will puke over just about anything.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-vMILDpfI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Il5BXu1fZz8/s1600-h/DSC01156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255611913051809266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-vMILDpfI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Il5BXu1fZz8/s200/DSC01156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-vMH_kEkI/AAAAAAAAAbc/KwnJOGK6eh4/s1600-h/DSC01157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255611913003602498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-vMH_kEkI/AAAAAAAAAbc/KwnJOGK6eh4/s200/DSC01157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-vMVSTgpI/AAAAAAAAAbk/jbAzAHmmk8Q/s1600-h/DSC01159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255611916571869842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-vMVSTgpI/AAAAAAAAAbk/jbAzAHmmk8Q/s200/DSC01159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This ride seemed to go on and on forever. Me and Josh thought for sure one of them was going to lose it. {We also thought it was very funny}.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-v1T-K00I/AAAAAAAAAbs/BSvn6FFFQZk/s1600-h/DSC01162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255612620593615682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-v1T-K00I/AAAAAAAAAbs/BSvn6FFFQZk/s200/DSC01162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This time we definitely got LUCKY!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;{But check out Steel and Stryker}.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-wN6Kb2OI/AAAAAAAAAb0/U5vbrZwKyic/s1600-h/DSC01166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255613043162470626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-wN6Kb2OI/AAAAAAAAAb0/U5vbrZwKyic/s320/DSC01166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stryker was so excited to ride this Train. But again Stone or Swayze were no where around to take him. So, we trusted Steel to do it. BIG MISTAKE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-wtvIzySI/AAAAAAAAAb8/pfvNItMRRwI/s1600-h/DSC01168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255613589958674722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-wtvIzySI/AAAAAAAAAb8/pfvNItMRRwI/s320/DSC01168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The train went clear around the building, so we couldn't see them the whole time. {Don't let Steel's cute face fool you}. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-xPvfaU-I/AAAAAAAAAcE/wxaai0oQ1EM/s1600-h/DSC01171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255614174169027554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-xPvfaU-I/AAAAAAAAAcE/wxaai0oQ1EM/s320/DSC01171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because Stryker came back screaming. {I could actually hear him from the other side of the school}. I wonder what Steel did to him.... {Little Stinker}!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-z3Miw9YI/AAAAAAAAAcM/S_UFJOOiD_I/s1600-h/DSC01180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255617051005875586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-z3Miw9YI/AAAAAAAAAcM/S_UFJOOiD_I/s320/DSC01180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-z3XiaZnI/AAAAAAAAAcU/qQv7-GEi_14/s1600-h/DSC01176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255617053957187186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-z3XiaZnI/AAAAAAAAAcU/qQv7-GEi_14/s320/DSC01176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We also went to St. George this last weekend. And did some serious shopping. I shouldn't tell you my secrets, but did you know there is True Religion, Juicy, Ed Hardy, and Lucky Outlets {just to name few} in Las Vegas. We figured I saved enough money on one pair of jeans to pay for the gas down there. So Sweet!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-1tOsZoFI/AAAAAAAAAcc/GSloP_2LikE/s1600-h/DSC01192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255619078807724114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-1tOsZoFI/AAAAAAAAAcc/GSloP_2LikE/s400/DSC01192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Josh took Stone and Swayze Golfing on Sunday. Needless to say it's there new favorite thing. They both have there own golf clubs and are getting pretty good. Though Stone did say after going to the Cedar Hills golf course on Wednesday he "really just had a off day." Talking like a real golfer... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-3JJrZfhI/AAAAAAAAAck/JIP96nEKrFU/s1600-h/DSC01219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255620658009308690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-3JJrZfhI/AAAAAAAAAck/JIP96nEKrFU/s200/DSC01219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-3JJo2ubI/AAAAAAAAAcs/KlakFSDjUqc/s1600-h/DSC01220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255620657998641586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-3JJo2ubI/AAAAAAAAAcs/KlakFSDjUqc/s200/DSC01220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-3JcuwSRI/AAAAAAAAAc0/Zics9lC-UJc/s1600-h/DSC01225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255620663123659026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-3JcuwSRI/AAAAAAAAAc0/Zics9lC-UJc/s200/DSC01225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stone has also been doing P. G. Wrestling. He hasn't had a match yet, but he really enjoys it. It may not be the coolest sport {aka Motorcycle Racing} but Josh and I both think it's so good for coordination, and strategy thinking. {trying to out think your opponent}. That we wanted him to give it a try, so we will see how he does.......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236422742623230427-8205769799210916704?l=thehollimanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8205769799210916704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236422742623230427&amp;postID=8205769799210916704' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/8205769799210916704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/8205769799210916704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/2008/10/update.html' title='UPDATE........'/><author><name>Hayley Holliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00084248862940285141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SO-st950cDI/AAAAAAAAAa0/xRD5CSVpQr0/s72-c/DSC01146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236422742623230427.post-5903750439292592555</id><published>2008-08-29T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T20:34:05.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LAKE POWELL</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SLtN5G28DDI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/YZjbwghElVw/s1600-h/lp1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240868234864626738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SLtN5G28DDI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/YZjbwghElVw/s320/lp1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This was are last attempt to keep summer around a little longer. Last weekend we went to Lake Powell with the family {at least most of them}. My dad, mom, Jenicee, Colby, Heather, Hadlee and my little family {the 6 of us} all went. Colby and Heather are great Tour Guides, they always know right where to go.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SLtQKPqx71I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/1iG73x5iwE4/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240870728310583122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SLtQKPqx71I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/1iG73x5iwE4/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;My kids of course LOVED every minute. All of them are great swimmers and not afraid of the water at all. We teased that Steel is going to be the next Michael Phelps {Ha Ha}. But he really is a good swimmer for how little he is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SLyh7fLolwI/AAAAAAAAAaM/b1ugNj0MNeY/s1600-h/lp3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241242109707065090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SLyh7fLolwI/AAAAAAAAAaM/b1ugNj0MNeY/s200/lp3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SLyhpppn7LI/AAAAAAAAAaE/F9MRM86DJAw/s1600-h/lp2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241241803279559858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SLyhpppn7LI/AAAAAAAAAaE/F9MRM86DJAw/s200/lp2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;We did a little cliff jumping. It took Swayze two tries but then she finally jumped 3 or 4 times. {She doesn't like it when her brother does something she can't}.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;Stryker and Hadlee also played non - stop. They really are becoming good friends. But it's definitely a love hate thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SLyjHH9h3RI/AAAAAAAAAaU/9BZgOyqdgTo/s1600-h/lp4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241243409143946514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SLyjHH9h3RI/AAAAAAAAAaU/9BZgOyqdgTo/s200/lp4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SLyjHaVixLI/AAAAAAAAAac/MUtId4tMruw/s1600-h/lp5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241243414076507314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SLyjHaVixLI/AAAAAAAAAac/MUtId4tMruw/s200/lp5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SLyjHVQnEtI/AAAAAAAAAak/0rB_D-RjLpY/s1600-h/lp6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241243412713640658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SLyjHVQnEtI/AAAAAAAAAak/0rB_D-RjLpY/s200/lp6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;Of course the kids loved the tube the best. But we also wake boarded {Yes, I wake boarded}, had campfires, ate really good ice cream sandwiches, watched bats and fireworks. And just had a blast!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SLykCmvzH3I/AAAAAAAAAas/5H7N5LOzHmc/s1600-h/lp7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241244431020138354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SLykCmvzH3I/AAAAAAAAAas/5H7N5LOzHmc/s320/lp7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;The biggest problem with the whole trip was that it was over too fast... I can't wait for next year, we are definitely staying longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236422742623230427-5903750439292592555?l=thehollimanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5903750439292592555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236422742623230427&amp;postID=5903750439292592555' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/5903750439292592555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/5903750439292592555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/2008/08/lake-powell.html' title='LAKE POWELL'/><author><name>Hayley Holliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00084248862940285141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SLtN5G28DDI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/YZjbwghElVw/s72-c/lp1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236422742623230427.post-5283845275991424165</id><published>2008-08-26T10:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T15:31:01.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BITTER SWEET</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SLQ8lqqX8nI/AAAAAAAAAZM/3ehOpsp4oKM/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238878884343575154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SLQ8lqqX8nI/AAAAAAAAAZM/3ehOpsp4oKM/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;I guess the first day of school is always a little bitter sweet. It means another year has gone bye and my kids are another year older. And that is always hard for me to stomach...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Summer of course was great! Everything to mine and Stone's trip to Washington DC. Three weeks of Swimming Lessons. A couple trips to the cabin. Of course Dance Attack. A much needed weekend with just me and Josh it St. George. To spending days at the swimming pool and nights outside... I do LOVE Summer, and it makes me sad to have it over so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SLQ-v8hYfoI/AAAAAAAAAZU/DjHqCh6AF0c/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238881259959647874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SLQ-v8hYfoI/AAAAAAAAAZU/DjHqCh6AF0c/s200/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;My kids though LOVE school. And I should be thankful for that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Stone is in 4th grade this year and Swayze is in 1st. They have a great school, and got lucky with great teachers. And I'm excited to see how much they learn and grow this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SLQ_0sEWEwI/AAAAAAAAAZc/sxUy4Iz0JJA/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238882440953860866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SLQ_0sEWEwI/AAAAAAAAAZc/sxUy4Iz0JJA/s200/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Steel's first day of Pre-School. He was excited {more than mom} but really just wants to go to Stone and Swayze's school. And I wish he could just stay home with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SLRAmfIbm3I/AAAAAAAAAZk/4BIKVMgnQm0/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238883296474798962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SLRAmfIbm3I/AAAAAAAAAZk/4BIKVMgnQm0/s200/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SLRAnKCqi-I/AAAAAAAAAZs/SWStlYsndgo/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238883307993336802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SLRAnKCqi-I/AAAAAAAAAZs/SWStlYsndgo/s200/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;I think his teacher might have her hands a little full with this one. But he is so stinkin cute it's hard to get mad at him. And we only have one more year until he's off to Kindergarten! {O - Great}!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236422742623230427-5283845275991424165?l=thehollimanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5283845275991424165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236422742623230427&amp;postID=5283845275991424165' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/5283845275991424165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/5283845275991424165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/2008/08/bitter-sweet.html' title='BITTER SWEET'/><author><name>Hayley Holliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00084248862940285141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SLQ8lqqX8nI/AAAAAAAAAZM/3ehOpsp4oKM/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236422742623230427.post-2620323935499495034</id><published>2008-08-18T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T13:18:35.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TAGGED.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Tiffany tagged me forever ago, but we all know that I am a HUGE slacker. I didn't forget, it just takes me awhile. So here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this TAG you have to take pictures of the following 10 things in your house. Trick is no CLEANING at all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Master Closet - Notice that my clothes are pretty well organized, but that it's Josh's side that's really a mess. And he has way more clothes then me. {I didn't show you all 4 sides, WAY MORE}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SKnNXCXyXcI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ZiIqSs3A-18/s1600-h/DSC01112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235941837452238274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SKnNXCXyXcI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ZiIqSs3A-18/s200/DSC01112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;2. Laundry Room - I kind of got lucky with this one because I did laundry yesterday. But there are still close out and the washer is running. {As always}.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235943705080522482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SKnPDv1EZvI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Luo1tN9_aEM/s200/DSC01108.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;3. Kitchen Sink - Again got lucky here, because I never cook therefor there are never dishes in there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SKnQqgMQJII/AAAAAAAAAYM/3nwFMglHt00/s1600-h/DSC01102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235945470409319554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SKnQqgMQJII/AAAAAAAAAYM/3nwFMglHt00/s200/DSC01102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;4. Fridge - It's a total mess. And I really need to go shopping.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SKnRSneqc9I/AAAAAAAAAYU/M7A9dVnHPws/s1600-h/DSC01131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235946159560356818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SKnRSneqc9I/AAAAAAAAAYU/M7A9dVnHPws/s200/DSC01131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;5. Master Bathroom. Yes it's pretty clean, but that's only because I haven't gotten ready yet. {Because I'm blogging}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SKnTA1zYS3I/AAAAAAAAAYk/Gem8LSTo1bk/s1600-h/DSC01111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235948053190953842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SKnTA1zYS3I/AAAAAAAAAYk/Gem8LSTo1bk/s200/DSC01111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;6. Favorite Room - The office because I fill like it's one room that's completely decorated. And it usually stays pretty clean.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SKnSAn3pPqI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Pl2Jj-MBHj8/s1600-h/DSC01119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235946949939117730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SKnSAn3pPqI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Pl2Jj-MBHj8/s200/DSC01119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;7. Favorite Pair of Shoes - To tell you the truth I'm not a huge shoe person. But I like these two because they are new.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SKnTseJ8OCI/AAAAAAAAAYs/DznxJ3zuOOY/s1600-h/DSC01130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235948802757376034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SKnTseJ8OCI/AAAAAAAAAYs/DznxJ3zuOOY/s200/DSC01130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;8. Self Portrait - Yep that's me. I think I'm about 16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SKnUJF7WrEI/AAAAAAAAAY0/LFbG1E3Thmw/s1600-h/img038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235949294469950530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SKnUJF7WrEI/AAAAAAAAAY0/LFbG1E3Thmw/s200/img038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;9. Dream Vacation - St. Lucia for sure! We have been their twice but I would give anything to go back. Actually I wouldn't care if it was the beach at Yuba just a beach somewhere with me and Josh and NO KIDS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SKnVmIG2m-I/AAAAAAAAAY8/I88jlLSPdnU/s1600-h/st+lucia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235950892782885858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SKnVmIG2m-I/AAAAAAAAAY8/I88jlLSPdnU/s200/st+lucia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;10. What your kids are doing while your doing this - Steel and Stryker are watching Iron Giant. And Stone and Swayze are at School. And yes that is my Diet Dr. Pepper that Stryker is drinking. I was very upset when I realized he had it, and had pretty much drank the WHOLE thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SKnWjelfpaI/AAAAAAAAAZE/ifqdMeP2OVw/s1600-h/DSC01127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235951946789004706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SKnWjelfpaI/AAAAAAAAAZE/ifqdMeP2OVw/s200/DSC01127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;That was FUN thanks Tiff. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Now I'm tagging Ellery, Cori, Heather, Sherida {because she hasn't did a post forever!!} and Ali. Don't forget no cleaning or picking up. GOOD LUCK GIRLS!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236422742623230427-2620323935499495034?l=thehollimanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2620323935499495034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236422742623230427&amp;postID=2620323935499495034' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/2620323935499495034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/2620323935499495034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/2008/08/tagged.html' title='TAGGED.....'/><author><name>Hayley Holliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00084248862940285141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SKnNXCXyXcI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ZiIqSs3A-18/s72-c/DSC01112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236422742623230427.post-4743882769111925799</id><published>2008-08-04T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:07:57.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;On Saturday Stone was Baptized....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SJhnw-RbeeI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/bdkA0cJFoxs/s1600-h/DSC01073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231045058238314978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SJhnw-RbeeI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/bdkA0cJFoxs/s200/DSC01073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;O.K. I know what your thinking.... "Isn't Stone like 9 or something". Well, yes he is. We were just a little late getting it done. {That should explain the Missionary's}. Stone actually turned 8 when we were living in are trailer {with 4 kids} in my mom and dads backyard. While we were building are house. Needless to say Josh was gone all the time, and I was pretty busy myself. Then once we got moved in there's a million other things. Like adjusting to a new school, then Christmas was here, then going on vacation, and then the yard. Anyways, I could make excuses all day long... The point is, it's finally DONE. And it was Stone decision, and we are so PROUD of him!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SJhsHkwLsVI/AAAAAAAAAWY/NBZog1FAI9Y/s1600-h/DSC01072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231049844571484498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SJhsHkwLsVI/AAAAAAAAAWY/NBZog1FAI9Y/s200/DSC01072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231049854959558546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SJhsILc5H5I/AAAAAAAAAWg/dnhLrAdp5BI/s200/bab3.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Stone has actually been doing the Missionary Discussions for the last 4 weeks, 2 times a week. So it was a big challenge to fit all of them in before Aug 2. Because he really wanted to be Baptised with his friend Sam Lewis. And he made it!! It was so interesting to hear everything the Missionary's had to say {we all learned so much!} I do fill that Stone was better off doing it this way. And making his own decision. Even if he does have SLACKERS for a mom and dad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SJhyd-9nblI/AAAAAAAAAWo/jOAFYPEBqFo/s1600-h/DSC01082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231056826634038866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SJhyd-9nblI/AAAAAAAAAWo/jOAFYPEBqFo/s200/DSC01082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SJhyeL4go_I/AAAAAAAAAWw/e4S0AgjMoI8/s1600-h/DSC01083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231056830102283250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SJhyeL4go_I/AAAAAAAAAWw/e4S0AgjMoI8/s200/DSC01083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Stone with his Great Grandparents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SJhyfUFouTI/AAAAAAAAAW4/zWLBo0WKoI8/s1600-h/bab1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231056849484691762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SJhyfUFouTI/AAAAAAAAAW4/zWLBo0WKoI8/s200/bab1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt; to everyone who helped out!!! Bro. Lewis, Bro Henrie, Elder Deaton, and Elder Clawson. And Grandpa Jake and Uncle Colby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SJh0qvro69I/AAAAAAAAAXA/nxWD7azQrA8/s1600-h/DSC01085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231059244893662162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SJh0qvro69I/AAAAAAAAAXA/nxWD7azQrA8/s200/DSC01085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SJh0q5mbJAI/AAAAAAAAAXI/z9EhDgQia8o/s1600-h/DSC01084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231059247556142082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SJh0q5mbJAI/AAAAAAAAAXI/z9EhDgQia8o/s200/DSC01084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;After the Baptism was over we went boating with Colby and Heather. {Just to RELAX}! The water was horrible, but the kids had a BLAST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SJiDt5rGBJI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/6lQnfBWrmcA/s1600-h/boat1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231075791789753490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SJiDt5rGBJI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/6lQnfBWrmcA/s200/boat1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SJiE9niaWqI/AAAAAAAAAXY/4v6Rn2eBcd4/s1600-h/DSC01089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231077161311034018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SJiE9niaWqI/AAAAAAAAAXY/4v6Rn2eBcd4/s200/DSC01089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SJiE-XjtTeI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Z9D4p2DacLY/s1600-h/boat5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231077174201372130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SJiE-XjtTeI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Z9D4p2DacLY/s200/boat5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;All the kids had their turn going around, and around on the tube a million times {even Stryker}. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SJiE-h_IseI/AAAAAAAAAXo/0mcJSzaZzWU/s1600-h/boat2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231077177000767970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SJiE-h_IseI/AAAAAAAAAXo/0mcJSzaZzWU/s200/boat2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks&lt;/span&gt; Colby and Heather for taking us. And putting up with are crazy kids, who can never get enough. We are definitely getting a boat next year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236422742623230427-4743882769111925799?l=thehollimanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4743882769111925799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236422742623230427&amp;postID=4743882769111925799' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/4743882769111925799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/4743882769111925799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/2008/08/on-saturday-stone-was-baptized.html' title=''/><author><name>Hayley Holliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00084248862940285141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SJhnw-RbeeI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/bdkA0cJFoxs/s72-c/DSC01073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236422742623230427.post-7728722275883546739</id><published>2008-07-11T07:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:07:57.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ON YOUR MARK - GET SET - GO!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHdzG3mYC4I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Ty8jWpD8moc/s1600-h/DSC01050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221768854800698242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHdzG3mYC4I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Ty8jWpD8moc/s400/DSC01050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Josh was outside last night working on the yard. When two little neighbor girls {yes, I said GIRLS} went bye on their bikes. So Josh said to Steel "look what they can do, no training wheels". Well anyone who knows Steel, knows that was all it took. And the training wheels were off.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHd0M2nlA-I/AAAAAAAAAVY/_hRZWeCo3fE/s1600-h/DSC01041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221770057128149986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHd0M2nlA-I/AAAAAAAAAVY/_hRZWeCo3fE/s200/DSC01041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHd0Nd3pJhI/AAAAAAAAAVg/2VnLU9YpplY/s1600-h/DSC01045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221770067664512530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHd0Nd3pJhI/AAAAAAAAAVg/2VnLU9YpplY/s200/DSC01045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And two seconds later he was OFF, chasing down the girls. All I said was "Great one more thing to worry about." Not him chasing down the girls, just Steel on a bike with no training wheels, he's CRAZY enough already....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236422742623230427-7728722275883546739?l=thehollimanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7728722275883546739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236422742623230427&amp;postID=7728722275883546739' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/7728722275883546739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/7728722275883546739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/2008/07/on-your-mark-get-set-go.html' title='ON YOUR MARK - GET SET - GO!!!!'/><author><name>Hayley Holliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00084248862940285141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHdzG3mYC4I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Ty8jWpD8moc/s72-c/DSC01050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236422742623230427.post-5405923656394732400</id><published>2008-07-06T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:07:59.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of JULY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The long weekend started with the 1st Annual Manila Heights Stadium of Fire. It was such a good time. Lots of friends, lots of treats, and lots of fireworks. It can't get much better then that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHFs0ymg1PI/AAAAAAAAATo/3Nz3jp3ALpI/s1600-h/DSC00991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220073097291420914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHFs0ymg1PI/AAAAAAAAATo/3Nz3jp3ALpI/s320/DSC00991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHFs1dnVi5I/AAAAAAAAATw/ekSQZ4qCsgw/s1600-h/DSC00978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220073108837600146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHFs1dnVi5I/AAAAAAAAATw/ekSQZ4qCsgw/s320/DSC00978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We even heard that the smoke could be seen from the Temple {I did say lots of fireworks.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHFuA5MprZI/AAAAAAAAAT4/tEYiqIGWd0c/s1600-h/DSC01000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220074404732054930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHFuA5MprZI/AAAAAAAAAT4/tEYiqIGWd0c/s200/DSC01000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHFuBTxrMWI/AAAAAAAAAUA/oTCkhzzou7A/s1600-h/DSC00997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220074411866665314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHFuBTxrMWI/AAAAAAAAAUA/oTCkhzzou7A/s200/DSC00997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHFuC7fSxnI/AAAAAAAAAUI/NYQIqZRnJhs/s1600-h/DSC00989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220074439706855026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHFuC7fSxnI/AAAAAAAAAUI/NYQIqZRnJhs/s200/DSC00989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The next morning Josh took Stone and Swayze to hike Stewart Falls. {What a good Dad}.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHFvqZuLliI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/sCGwOjoCcMo/s1600-h/DSC01006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220076217348888098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHFvqZuLliI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/sCGwOjoCcMo/s200/DSC01006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHFvqhiM1XI/AAAAAAAAAUY/bFEs_eLYlCE/s1600-h/DSC01022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220076219446121842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHFvqhiM1XI/AAAAAAAAAUY/bFEs_eLYlCE/s200/DSC01022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHFvrMjjQPI/AAAAAAAAAUg/QHMd8e9Fr6Y/s1600-h/DSC01025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220076230994510066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHFvrMjjQPI/AAAAAAAAAUg/QHMd8e9Fr6Y/s200/DSC01025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then we headed to the cabin to relax, and spend sometime with my parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220078277731913602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHFxiVPxj4I/AAAAAAAAAUo/fCiWaGTZvOs/s200/DSC01036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHFxi6k02tI/AAAAAAAAAUw/8Vo2H88kPKc/s1600-h/DSC01032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220078287752321746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHFxi6k02tI/AAAAAAAAAUw/8Vo2H88kPKc/s200/DSC01032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHFxjbVj_iI/AAAAAAAAAU4/DyQKllQ0UJo/s1600-h/DSC01034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220078296546672162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHFxjbVj_iI/AAAAAAAAAU4/DyQKllQ0UJo/s200/DSC01034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHFxj2FM66I/AAAAAAAAAVA/8xS0fPpu7v4/s1600-h/DSC01035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220078303725808546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHFxj2FM66I/AAAAAAAAAVA/8xS0fPpu7v4/s200/DSC01035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Josh took the kids on a horseback ride, and then went fishing. {Again, what a good dad}.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHFzUTWVrjI/AAAAAAAAAVI/J7bH_mWet2o/s1600-h/DSC01033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220080235727662642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHFzUTWVrjI/AAAAAAAAAVI/J7bH_mWet2o/s200/DSC01033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are so thankful for this wonderful country that we live in, and the freedom that we have...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236422742623230427-5405923656394732400?l=thehollimanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5405923656394732400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236422742623230427&amp;postID=5405923656394732400' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/5405923656394732400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/5405923656394732400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of JULY!!!!'/><author><name>Hayley Holliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00084248862940285141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SHFs0ymg1PI/AAAAAAAAATo/3Nz3jp3ALpI/s72-c/DSC00991.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236422742623230427.post-7875250442020422607</id><published>2008-06-20T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:08:04.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WASHINGTON DC</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFvePH1g5cI/AAAAAAAAAP4/eBBtjMUvqFI/s1600-h/DSC00835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214005344994387394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFvePH1g5cI/AAAAAAAAAP4/eBBtjMUvqFI/s320/DSC00835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Me, Stone, and my Mom have been in Washington DC this last week. Jenicee is out there going to Georgetown University, {yes, I said "Georgetown"} so we took advantage of that, and went to visit her. Me or Stone have never been {even though everyone else in my family has} being the baby in the family I somehow always got left at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Well, we couldn't ask for a better tour guide. Jenicee knows it all, and has a story and the facts behind it. {I guess she is the high school History teacher.} But we really couldn't have done it without her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFw34i824NI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Vdg87jgNuY8/s1600-h/DSC00775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214103913182453970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFw34i824NI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Vdg87jgNuY8/s200/DSC00775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFw34_dWZqI/AAAAAAAAAQI/gTJMB48k_Bc/s1600-h/DSC00777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214103920834930338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFw34_dWZqI/AAAAAAAAAQI/gTJMB48k_Bc/s200/DSC00777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Jenicee and Stone at Mt. Vernon {that's George Washington's House in the background}. And Stone waiting for the Metro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFw35Z-K6gI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/xXcGP1THobM/s1600-h/DSC00814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214103927951911426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFw35Z-K6gI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/xXcGP1THobM/s200/DSC00814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Me and Stone in front of the Washington Monument.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFw6UxUPj7I/AAAAAAAAAQY/gzC8-evUAx0/s1600-h/DSC00813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214106597098229682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFw6UxUPj7I/AAAAAAAAAQY/gzC8-evUAx0/s200/DSC00813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFw6Va8EV3I/AAAAAAAAAQg/LGi_F8tGPPE/s1600-h/DSC00816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214106608271120242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFw6Va8EV3I/AAAAAAAAAQg/LGi_F8tGPPE/s200/DSC00816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFw6Vt1KmpI/AAAAAAAAAQo/R4z-Qk_NRYI/s1600-h/DSC00821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214106613342444178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFw6Vt1KmpI/AAAAAAAAAQo/R4z-Qk_NRYI/s200/DSC00821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFw6WKTGeBI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Q3a7AA76_VA/s1600-h/DSC00818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214106620984195090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFw6WKTGeBI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Q3a7AA76_VA/s200/DSC00818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;This was at the World War II Memorial. It really was so cool. The old man is a Veteran that Stone started to talk to. His name was Bob and he was 90 years old, with a incredible memory. He sat with us for about 30 minutes talking about his time in the Army. It meant so much to Stone {and all of us}, and made it all seem so real. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;The other picture is me and Stone in front of the Field of Stars below them are the words, "Here we Mark the Price of Freedom." {there are 4,000 stars each on represents 100 soldiers killed}. It was amazing to sit and look at all those stars, and think about the sacrifice's made for all of our freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFxMGompbQI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/SwdazzizRO8/s1600-h/DSC00822.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214126145450634498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFxMGompbQI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/SwdazzizRO8/s200/DSC00822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFxMG9th7JI/AAAAAAAAARA/puXRluvN5XY/s1600-h/DSC00890.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214126151116647570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFxMG9th7JI/AAAAAAAAARA/puXRluvN5XY/s200/DSC00890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFxMHQc1kZI/AAAAAAAAARI/qD0mutuTOQY/s1600-h/DSC00827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214126156146905490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFxMHQc1kZI/AAAAAAAAARI/qD0mutuTOQY/s200/DSC00827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;This was the Vietnam Memorial, Thomas Jefferson Monument, and the Lincoln Monument.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFxNsFeTc0I/AAAAAAAAARQ/lZfUQYkw6dA/s1600-h/DSC00810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214127888367055682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFxNsFeTc0I/AAAAAAAAARQ/lZfUQYkw6dA/s200/DSC00810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFxNsRzu9YI/AAAAAAAAARY/2XU_wV8eYcI/s1600-h/DSC00811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214127891678164354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFxNsRzu9YI/AAAAAAAAARY/2XU_wV8eYcI/s200/DSC00811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;These are at the Archives. And it was so worth the long line that we waited in to see those important documents. {Declaration of Independence, The Constitution, and The Bill of Rights}. They stand for so much that we as Americans believe in. It was so sad to see them faded and to think those are words and signatures we will never get back. The pictures are a little grainy because no flash photography can&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;be used in order to preserve them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFyEg5LQRkI/AAAAAAAAARg/qYjYiJHDfNw/s1600-h/DSC00899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214188169226896962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFyEg5LQRkI/AAAAAAAAARg/qYjYiJHDfNw/s200/DSC00899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFyEhXE0O_I/AAAAAAAAARo/8zpOsKvIdcU/s1600-h/DSC00904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214188177252957170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFyEhXE0O_I/AAAAAAAAARo/8zpOsKvIdcU/s200/DSC00904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFyEhmxX7dI/AAAAAAAAARw/kGYnXXfQbbk/s1600-h/DSC00911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214188181466377682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFyEhmxX7dI/AAAAAAAAARw/kGYnXXfQbbk/s200/DSC00911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFyEiHJ2nnI/AAAAAAAAAR4/raWGF_EZzP4/s1600-h/DSC00901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214188190158986866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFyEiHJ2nnI/AAAAAAAAAR4/raWGF_EZzP4/s200/DSC00901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Arlington Cemetery and Tomb of the Unknown Solider, I have to say was my favorite. I never pictured Arlington this way. It was is so big, hill after rolling hill of 2 foot high head stones, in perfect rows no matter which way you looked, just like soldiers standing at attention. I don't know how anyone can make it through without crying. It is breath taking to say the least. All those men died for us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFyHwY8-92I/AAAAAAAAASA/jhSxZySqoRk/s1600-h/DSC00803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214191733989898082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFyHwY8-92I/AAAAAAAAASA/jhSxZySqoRk/s200/DSC00803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFyHwi9vJoI/AAAAAAAAASI/zhUyNXmj6_Y/s1600-h/DSC00944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214191736677410434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFyHwi9vJoI/AAAAAAAAASI/zhUyNXmj6_Y/s200/DSC00944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFyHxDrUttI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ORj5hJQ0XLE/s1600-h/DSC00807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214191745458550482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFyHxDrUttI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ORj5hJQ0XLE/s200/DSC00807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFyHxWZw02I/AAAAAAAAASY/uyXT4gd0Xb4/s1600-h/DSC00961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214191750485168994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFyHxWZw02I/AAAAAAAAASY/uyXT4gd0Xb4/s200/DSC00961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFyHxjWR3TI/AAAAAAAAASg/qecgfY75KVg/s1600-h/DSC00965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214191753960217906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFyHxjWR3TI/AAAAAAAAASg/qecgfY75KVg/s200/DSC00965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you believe me if I said that we also went to 2 Air and Space Museums. It was a totally crazy trip, but Stone loved these. Lots of cool Space things and way cool Airplanes. We even saw Enola Gay {which is the World War II plane that dropped the bomb on Hiroshima}.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFyKn32xN1I/AAAAAAAAASo/V0-C3RNzLqY/s1600-h/DSC00812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214194886201390930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFyKn32xN1I/AAAAAAAAASo/V0-C3RNzLqY/s200/DSC00812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFyKoCmSlJI/AAAAAAAAASw/2VreSYosud8/s1600-h/DSC00880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214194889085064338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFyKoCmSlJI/AAAAAAAAASw/2VreSYosud8/s200/DSC00880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFyKobNdWxI/AAAAAAAAAS4/D1gok8X0aF8/s1600-h/DSC00917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214194895691799314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFyKobNdWxI/AAAAAAAAAS4/D1gok8X0aF8/s200/DSC00917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFyKouHtnHI/AAAAAAAAATA/tqMgTfEMZPk/s1600-h/DSC00858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214194900767972466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFyKouHtnHI/AAAAAAAAATA/tqMgTfEMZPk/s200/DSC00858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Well, it really was such a great trip. From getting to see family that we haven't been able to see in awhile {aka Vicki, Jessica, Aaron, Alison, and Lucas}. To eating great food, seeing the Hope Diamond, and Stone making new friends wherever we went no matter age or race. To walking and walking for miles or laughing at Stone making farting noises with moon sand {inside joke}. To riding the metro, and late nights eating chocolate waffles and whip cream. It was all AWESOME something Stone or I will never forget. Thanks Jen for being such a great tour guide, we hope everything is going good, and we love and miss you already!! And please bring home some chocolate waffles, because I'm really craving them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFyPMxGnXDI/AAAAAAAAATY/KM9rK0Wcy4s/s1600-h/DSC00937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214199918090476594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFyPMxGnXDI/AAAAAAAAATY/KM9rK0Wcy4s/s400/DSC00937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236422742623230427-7875250442020422607?l=thehollimanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7875250442020422607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236422742623230427&amp;postID=7875250442020422607' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/7875250442020422607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/7875250442020422607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/2008/06/washington-dc.html' title='WASHINGTON DC'/><author><name>Hayley Holliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00084248862940285141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SFvePH1g5cI/AAAAAAAAAP4/eBBtjMUvqFI/s72-c/DSC00835.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236422742623230427.post-8644524604243458354</id><published>2008-06-09T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T10:50:33.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAGGED -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What I was doing 10 years ago&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well, I was 19 and had been married for 5 months. We lived down in the GETO of Provo. {Seriously it was kind of scary}. In the cutest house that Josh and his dad had remodeled. I worked at Murdock Travel as a travel agent {a job that sometimes I wish I still had, just for the perks}. And Josh was starting to expand Holliman Siding. I loved being a newlywed. I thought I was sooo cool, because I was the only one of my friends that was married. And Josh loved to go riding {his motorcycle} with Quinn every weekend. Something he never has time to do anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;5 years ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We lived in are first Lindon house {yes there was more then one}. Stone was 4 and Swayze was 1 and a half. And I was barley pregnant with Steel {BIG SURPRISE}. We went to Lake Powell at about this same time in are new boat we had just barley got. Two days into the trip I started to bleed really bad. Josh packed everything up and drove me to St. George {to his mom and dads house} We called the doctor and he said I had to stay there, that I couldn't even get in the car to drive home. We stayed for about two days tell I stopped bleeding, then drove that long drive home. By that time I was sure I had miscarried and was very upset. As soon as we got home my doctor sent me right to Orem Community Hospital to do a ultrasound, and there was a heart beat. {it gives me chills just to think about my life without Steel.} But I had a tear in my placenta and had to be on bed rest for several weeks until it had time to heal. Needless to say the boat got sold...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;1 year ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We were living in are trailer in my mom and dads backyard {and YES I said trailer} with 4 kids. My mom and dad were remolding their whole upstairs when we sold are second Lindon house so we weren't able to move in with them. {I think it was all part of the plan, they didn't want us in with them}. Josh was building are new home in Pleasant Grove, and pulling all nighters so he could get me out of that damn trailer. The kids were loving every minute of living in Grandma's and Grandpa's backyard. Needless to say the trailer got sold right after we moved in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Yesterday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lets see, got Stone up early so he could go hike the G with the Scouts. Then cleaned house and got ready for KOTM to come. Which they never showed up. So I went to Target and Old Navy to get ready for Washington D.C. Then Stone had his last Baseball game of the season. So we went to that {very intense}. They lost, but finished 3rd overall for Highland, Alpine, and Cedar Hills. Which I thought was pretty good. Came home made dinner, Garlic Chicken Farfalle and Rhodes rolls {sooo good}. Went tanning then came home blogged and went to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;5 Favorite Snacks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- Diet Dr. Pepper {could not live without it}, Cinnamon Bears, Rice Crispie Treats, Peanut Butter and Chocolate Ice Cream, Daylight Donuts, Cheddar Sun Chips, any Cookies, my Chocolate Cake, and homemade Dessert. Lets see is that 5 cause I can keep going?? I also am with Ellery on the Fiber One Bars they really are sooo good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;5 Favorite Books?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;- Again I'm with Ellery I this, I absolutely love to read but never get the chance. Plus, whenever I get a new book I can't put it down tell I finish it {drives Josh crazy}. I love anything by Stephanie Myers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;5 Places to Runaway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Mexico {anywhere with a beach}, St. George, Shopping {by myself}, Tanning, the Shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;5 Bad Habits?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;O, man I got alot of them. Popping all my joints {toes, ankles, knees, hips, fingers, back, and neck, not even kidding). I have to iron everything even all the kids clothes {this includes jeans, play clothes, sheets, and lingerie}. Swearing, even though they come out so natural you hardly even notice that I swear. Picking at my eyelashes {man me and Ellery are a lot a like}. Being a little OCD with they way the house looks and the way the kids look. Worrying way to much about the way I look. -O.K. that is 6 I can stop now, even though I could keep going.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;5 Things I would Never wear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I do love Fashion so there isn't alot I wouldn't at least try. But I can't stand anything to tight, or to over the top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;5 Pet Peeves?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Clothes that aren't ironed. Not having my house clean. When my kids are out of control hyper {seriously I can't handle it}. Slow drivers. When people at the store or other places are just RUDE for no reason. And last of all when Ellery doesn't answer her phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 Things I Enjoy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Decorating my home. Going away on the weekends camping, or to St. George&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; or the Motorcycle races anywhere just to get away. Shopping {without kids}. Being pampered {pedicures, manicures, make-up done, hair done, massages}. Date nights with Josh. Watching my kids do things they LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;5 Favorite T.V. shows?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- Good Things Utah, Divine Design, So You Think You Can Dance, AMA Motorcycle Racing {I really get into it}, TMZ. I love to TIVO them all and watch them when kids go to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;5 Famous People I would like to Meet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- David Beckham, George Clooney, Josh Duhmel, Derks Bentley all because there sooo Freaking Hot!!! O and Ricky Carmichael, not cause he is Hot but because he really is amazing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 People I want to Tag?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;Julie Lewis, Cindi L, Ali O, {because she hasn't did a post forever}, Ellery R, and Tiff E.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236422742623230427-8644524604243458354?l=thehollimanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8644524604243458354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236422742623230427&amp;postID=8644524604243458354' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/8644524604243458354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/8644524604243458354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/2008/06/tagged-what-i-was-doing-10-years-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Hayley Holliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00084248862940285141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236422742623230427.post-8296360807223406366</id><published>2008-06-04T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:08:04.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SCHOOL IS OUT!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SEdRgQqsv6I/AAAAAAAAAPU/cQV_63W1Wy0/s1600-h/DSC00737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208221108748992418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SEdRgQqsv6I/AAAAAAAAAPU/cQV_63W1Wy0/s200/DSC00737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It was finally the last day of school. This whole year has flew by, all except the last few weeks seemed like they would last forever. The year has been such a success, both my kids had such good teachers and friends. And I am so thankful for a GREAT school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SEdRhI17JkI/AAAAAAAAAPc/sRdEm-cquXM/s1600-h/DSC00738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208221123828459074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SEdRhI17JkI/AAAAAAAAAPc/sRdEm-cquXM/s200/DSC00738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Day of School 2008 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;{Check out Swayze's nose. She crashed on her bike, and caught herself with her face instead of her hands.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SEdRicrutjI/AAAAAAAAAPk/i_cc0QvhzKQ/s1600-h/DSC00743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208221146334279218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SEdRicrutjI/AAAAAAAAAPk/i_cc0QvhzKQ/s200/DSC00743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Steel's last day of Preschool&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;{It was Pajama Day}&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Steel is my kid who doesn't really love school. He dose not like it when people tell him what to do. Which could end up being a big problem... Thank goodness we have one more year of preschool. And we will hope it's just a "faze" he's going through.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SEdUfFNOYGI/AAAAAAAAAPs/ydnRS4ikuNc/s1600-h/DSC00756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208224387027591266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SEdUfFNOYGI/AAAAAAAAAPs/ydnRS4ikuNc/s400/DSC00756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;As soon as school let out we headed off to St. George for another SWEET weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;We hope you have a GREAT SUMMER, and hopefully we will see you all!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236422742623230427-8296360807223406366?l=thehollimanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8296360807223406366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236422742623230427&amp;postID=8296360807223406366' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/8296360807223406366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/8296360807223406366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/2008/06/school-is-out-it-was-finally-last-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Hayley Holliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00084248862940285141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SEdRgQqsv6I/AAAAAAAAAPU/cQV_63W1Wy0/s72-c/DSC00737.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236422742623230427.post-2582352905390687069</id><published>2008-05-24T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:08:05.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Josh!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;So I know I have a lot of Birthday posts lately, but I just couldn't leave out Josh. On Friday he turned 25 again (at least that's what he is telling everyone.) I don't know why, because he just gets better with age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDj2B1k7-1I/AAAAAAAAAOk/E4fG_a4-AYY/s1600-h/DSC00147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204179880848915282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDj2B1k7-1I/AAAAAAAAAOk/E4fG_a4-AYY/s200/DSC00147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Josh is the best husband and dad in the whole world. I truly know that he would do anything for me. (That may sound cocky). But it's so true, when it comes to me or his kids nothing else matters. And the same goes for us. He is such a hard worker, and is so very talented in his work. He is one of those people that is good at whatever he does (it's not fair). I love him so very much, he is my very best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU BABY for are 4 wonderful children and this crazy life. I couldn't ask for more. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOSH!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236422742623230427-2582352905390687069?l=thehollimanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2582352905390687069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236422742623230427&amp;postID=2582352905390687069' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/2582352905390687069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/2582352905390687069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-josh.html' title='Happy Birthday Josh!!!'/><author><name>Hayley Holliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00084248862940285141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDj2B1k7-1I/AAAAAAAAAOk/E4fG_a4-AYY/s72-c/DSC00147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236422742623230427.post-8530322107517947715</id><published>2008-05-19T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:08:05.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDJc7qiVKoI/AAAAAAAAAOE/voQ74VjMK98/s1600-h/img033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202322699666664066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDJc7qiVKoI/AAAAAAAAAOE/voQ74VjMK98/s200/img033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Happy Birthday Stone!!! Can you believe that my Stone is 9 years old? Or that I have a 9 year old? Either way it's pretty crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;It seems like just yesterday when we brought him home from the hospital. Now I look back and can't believe how young Josh and I both were. I fill guilty because when he was a newborn I just wanted him to get big. Now I would give anything for those days back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;He was the best baby in the WORLD! Never cried and slept through the night at a month old. He always has been such a good boy. Hardly ever gives us a bit of trouble. People are always telling me what a nice kid he is. (Sometimes a little to nice.) I have to tell myself o.k. I would rather have a student body president then the class bully. He makes friends wherever we go, I tell everyone "I think he's running for mayor." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Stone will always have a special place in my heart, because he's the one that made me a mom. I was so young, and probably pretty immature. But I loved the days when it was just me and him. He was such a mom's boy and my little buddy. I really fill like I have to tell Stone&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; "THANKS FOR GROWING UP WITH ME."&lt;/span&gt; Your the best kid a mom could ask for!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDJiYaiVKpI/AAAAAAAAAOM/QGHnD2JPoe8/s1600-h/img035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202328691146042002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDJiYaiVKpI/AAAAAAAAAOM/QGHnD2JPoe8/s200/img035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stone at 4 years old. Wasn't he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; cute???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDJiZKiVKqI/AAAAAAAAAOU/JC22qTcZnTk/s1600-h/IMG_8379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202328704030943906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDJiZKiVKqI/AAAAAAAAAOU/JC22qTcZnTk/s200/IMG_8379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of the true loves of his life. This kid had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;motorcycle&lt;/span&gt; in his hand from the day he was born. Then rode one from the day he turned 4. I truly believe it's just in his blood, I've never seen another kid love it the way he does.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDJkVqiVKrI/AAAAAAAAAOc/nOr1NYDGmHQ/s1600-h/img004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202330842924657330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDJkVqiVKrI/AAAAAAAAAOc/nOr1NYDGmHQ/s200/img004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY STONE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236422742623230427-8530322107517947715?l=thehollimanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8530322107517947715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236422742623230427&amp;postID=8530322107517947715' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/8530322107517947715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/8530322107517947715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-stone-can-you-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>Hayley Holliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00084248862940285141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDJc7qiVKoI/AAAAAAAAAOE/voQ74VjMK98/s72-c/img033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236422742623230427.post-4333120396878790327</id><published>2008-05-19T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:08:08.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stone's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This last weekend we went to St. George for Stone's Birthday. It was pure HEAVEN!!! We really needed a weekend getaway, and the weather was perfect for it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDIPtaiVKjI/AAAAAAAAANc/Mmds8hg4das/s1600-h/DSC00671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202237792458189362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDIPtaiVKjI/AAAAAAAAANc/Mmds8hg4das/s200/DSC00671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDIB4KiVKUI/AAAAAAAAALk/z6mULp67vmk/s1600-h/DSC00664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202222583978993986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDIB4KiVKUI/AAAAAAAAALk/z6mULp67vmk/s200/DSC00664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDIB46iVKWI/AAAAAAAAAL0/j5Pt3sqh_Rw/s1600-h/DSC00668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202222596863895906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDIB46iVKWI/AAAAAAAAAL0/j5Pt3sqh_Rw/s200/DSC00668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDIB4aiVKVI/AAAAAAAAALs/amELWeFWuno/s1600-h/DSC00663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202222588273961298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDIB4aiVKVI/AAAAAAAAALs/amELWeFWuno/s200/DSC00663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most of the time we hung out by the pool. (I think we went swimming 6 times in three days). But we also had to make are usual stops. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDIDu6iVKYI/AAAAAAAAAME/qoj0zZY_rNY/s1600-h/DSC00677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202224624088459650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDIDu6iVKYI/AAAAAAAAAME/qoj0zZY_rNY/s200/DSC00677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDIDx6iVKZI/AAAAAAAAAMM/SrBgZun7xH4/s1600-h/DSC00681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202224675628067218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDIDx6iVKZI/AAAAAAAAAMM/SrBgZun7xH4/s200/DSC00681.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202224701397871010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDIDzaiVKaI/AAAAAAAAAMU/o6JT5FSJ90k/s200/DSC00678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of are can't miss stops is Blue Bunny Ice Cream. I LOVE LOVE LOVE this place. (My mouth is watering just typing about it.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDIGiaiVKbI/AAAAAAAAAMc/T66IL_n5lFY/s1600-h/DSC00693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202227707874978226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDIGiaiVKbI/AAAAAAAAAMc/T66IL_n5lFY/s200/DSC00693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDIGi6iVKcI/AAAAAAAAAMk/m4bz4V_z9zE/s1600-h/DSC00697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202227716464912834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDIGi6iVKcI/AAAAAAAAAMk/m4bz4V_z9zE/s200/DSC00697.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDIGjaiVKdI/AAAAAAAAAMs/eBIs6DVIU4c/s1600-h/DSC00695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202227725054847442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDIGjaiVKdI/AAAAAAAAAMs/eBIs6DVIU4c/s200/DSC00695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And of course Pancho and Lefty's. The BEST Mexican Food ever. Don't worry their virgin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDIHWqiVKeI/AAAAAAAAAM0/6FdOFmZ9_qk/s1600-h/DSC00694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202228605523143138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDIHWqiVKeI/AAAAAAAAAM0/6FdOFmZ9_qk/s200/DSC00694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Sunday we went into Las Vegas to take the kids to Circus Circus. Even though it has kind of turned into a dump. The kids loved it, they really had a BLAST! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDIJuaiVKfI/AAAAAAAAAM8/DeW2knMQ-r4/s1600-h/DSC00731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202231212568291826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDIJuaiVKfI/AAAAAAAAAM8/DeW2knMQ-r4/s200/DSC00731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDIJuqiVKgI/AAAAAAAAANE/9Gjj-Zw8TvU/s1600-h/DSC00717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202231216863259138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDIJuqiVKgI/AAAAAAAAANE/9Gjj-Zw8TvU/s200/DSC00717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDIJu6iVKhI/AAAAAAAAANM/f1cJaPNWcZc/s1600-h/DSC00712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202231221158226450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDIJu6iVKhI/AAAAAAAAANM/f1cJaPNWcZc/s200/DSC00712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDIJvKiVKiI/AAAAAAAAANU/5fA5dgIrF8k/s1600-h/DSC00719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202231225453193762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDIJvKiVKiI/AAAAAAAAANU/5fA5dgIrF8k/s200/DSC00719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was such a great weekend we all had so much fun. Josh even let me go shopping at Christensen's by myself for two hours. While he stayed in the car with the kids (Because he knew that if they came in I wouldn't be able to really shop.) What a great guy THANKS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDJMYaiVKnI/AAAAAAAAAN8/1xI5R_M10Ss/s1600-h/DSC00686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202304501890230898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDJMYaiVKnI/AAAAAAAAAN8/1xI5R_M10Ss/s200/DSC00686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDJKMKiVKkI/AAAAAAAAANk/7tPnwzYDJ60/s1600-h/DSC00692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202302092413577794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDJKMKiVKkI/AAAAAAAAANk/7tPnwzYDJ60/s200/DSC00692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDJKO6iVKlI/AAAAAAAAANs/ihZkeTx2kUQ/s1600-h/DSC00700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202302139658218066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDJKO6iVKlI/AAAAAAAAANs/ihZkeTx2kUQ/s200/DSC00700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think they got a little bored...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236422742623230427-4333120396878790327?l=thehollimanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4333120396878790327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236422742623230427&amp;postID=4333120396878790327' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/4333120396878790327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/4333120396878790327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/2008/05/stones-birthday.html' title='Stone&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Hayley Holliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00084248862940285141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SDIPtaiVKjI/AAAAAAAAANc/Mmds8hg4das/s72-c/DSC00671.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236422742623230427.post-4456142612581434115</id><published>2008-05-05T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:08:08.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't seem to make up my mind???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I have been trying to decide for some time whether or not to cut my hair off. So I want your vote on the whole thing. I know this sounds stupid, but it really is a rough decision to make. We are not just talking a few inches here. I've been growing my hair for about 5 years so it would be more like 10 to 12 inches. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(GONE!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you can't just say&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;"YES chop it off."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; You have to take in all considerations (No more quick ponytails or braids). And, would it really look good with my face shape? Which do you think would be easier to do long or short hair? And are too many other people sporting the whole bob thing right now? (No offense, I just wish I would have had the guts 6 months ago when I was thinking about it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SB_rqmrqvjI/AAAAAAAAAK0/3o7hzgymEVc/s1600-h/jenny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197131612179578418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SB_rqmrqvjI/AAAAAAAAAK0/3o7hzgymEVc/s320/jenny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So I was thinking something like this... (And I don't want to hear any comments on how I don't look like Jenny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mccarthy&lt;/span&gt;.) I'm just talking about the hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SB_simrqvlI/AAAAAAAAALE/TSPfSXSpnSI/s1600-h/jenny1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197132574252252754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SB_simrqvlI/AAAAAAAAALE/TSPfSXSpnSI/s200/jenny1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Now the decision is in your hands (maybe). Let me know what you think. But remember you have to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HONEST!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236422742623230427-4456142612581434115?l=thehollimanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4456142612581434115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236422742623230427&amp;postID=4456142612581434115' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/4456142612581434115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/4456142612581434115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-cant-seem-to-make-up-my-mind.html' title='I can&apos;t seem to make up my mind???'/><author><name>Hayley Holliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00084248862940285141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SB_rqmrqvjI/AAAAAAAAAK0/3o7hzgymEVc/s72-c/jenny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236422742623230427.post-269029396603646110</id><published>2008-04-21T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T18:09:44.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Smart Kid....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;So, today when I was cleaning out Stone's homework folder I came across a certificate that read something like this... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;The Utah State Board of Education&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003333;"&gt;CERTIFICATE OF OUTSTANDING PERFORMANCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;on the Iowa Tests&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stone D. Holliman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;is awarded this certificate in recognition of scoring in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;top ten percent nationally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW, can you believe it? TOP TEN PERCENT NATIONALLY!!! What a smart kid. He must get that from his Dad cause heaven knows he doesn't get it from me. Anyways I was just VERY PROUD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-ign: "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-ign: "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236422742623230427-269029396603646110?l=thehollimanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/269029396603646110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236422742623230427&amp;postID=269029396603646110' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/269029396603646110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/269029396603646110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-smart-kid.html' title='What a Smart Kid....'/><author><name>Hayley Holliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00084248862940285141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236422742623230427.post-3316776858636577309</id><published>2008-04-18T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:08:09.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BRITHDAY STRYKER!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stryker is turning two today, and it's KILLING me. Why can't I just have one kid that stays small forever. It seems like time has just flew by, especially with him. I remember when I was pregnant with him, and I was so excited for the hospital stay. ( I know that sounds weird. But with three other kids at home, I knew that it was going to be some of the only time I would be able to spend with just him.) Well for those of you who don't know Stryker ended up being in Newborn ICU the whole time. So my hospital stay was very hard. I sat in a room by myself (Because people don't come visit you if they can't see the baby.) and listened to the crying baby next door. Needless to say I spent most of my time in a chair in Newborn ICU. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SAkIIeerbII/AAAAAAAAAKA/2Uzw4VKG4n0/s1600-h/img032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190688987234921602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SAkIIeerbII/AAAAAAAAAKA/2Uzw4VKG4n0/s200/img032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After four days he was able to come home. And since then time has just flew by. He was such a good baby, hardly ever cried, and was always so content. I think he just knew he had to be good, because I was always so busy with the other kids that crying would have gotten him nowhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SAkKpeerbJI/AAAAAAAAAKI/1MEqVoxNCeQ/s1600-h/DSC00037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190691753193860242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SAkKpeerbJI/AAAAAAAAAKI/1MEqVoxNCeQ/s200/DSC00037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SAkKp-erbKI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/GhbUOHeKFP8/s1600-h/DSC00033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190691761783794850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SAkKp-erbKI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/GhbUOHeKFP8/s200/DSC00033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now he has turned into quite the hand full. I love the fact that he will always be my baby, no matter how big he gets. And I love that he can be just a little bit mean. (It's hilarious to watch.) And I like it that he doesn't talk very good, it makes him seem much smaller then he is. (It's kept him a baby a little longer.) He is such a good boy, loves his brothers and his sister. He plays so hard trying to keep up with them. He loves to be outside, or watching Cars. He is such a joy in are life, we are so blessed to have him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SAlvA-erbLI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Hql5_4oCjwU/s1600-h/DSC00647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190802108083563698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SAlvA-erbLI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Hql5_4oCjwU/s200/DSC00647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SAlvBeerbMI/AAAAAAAAAKg/mMmKqt3053I/s1600-h/DSC00649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190802116673498306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SAlvBeerbMI/AAAAAAAAAKg/mMmKqt3053I/s200/DSC00649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BUDDY BOY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; We LOVE you more than words can say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236422742623230427-3316776858636577309?l=thehollimanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3316776858636577309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236422742623230427&amp;postID=3316776858636577309' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/3316776858636577309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/3316776858636577309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-brithday-stryker.html' title='HAPPY BRITHDAY STRYKER!!!'/><author><name>Hayley Holliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00084248862940285141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SAkIIeerbII/AAAAAAAAAKA/2Uzw4VKG4n0/s72-c/img032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236422742623230427.post-483419439325667939</id><published>2008-04-14T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:08:09.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt; we got the warm weather we all needed so bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SAOVmuerbEI/AAAAAAAAAJg/O6grFLjJ404/s1600-h/DSC00577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189155688205216834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SAOVmuerbEI/AAAAAAAAAJg/O6grFLjJ404/s320/DSC00577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003300;"&gt;Josh and I were so excited when the weather was good on Sunday. We had been waiting what seemed like&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FOREVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to get out and get somethings done in the yard. It felt so good, and the kids played so hard, especially Stryker. Now that he is almost two he really &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;LOVES&lt;/span&gt; to play outside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But when all was said and done this is what he ended up looking like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SAOXMOerbFI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Jn-aFz9SlaM/s1600-h/DSC00584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189157431961939026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SAOXMOerbFI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Jn-aFz9SlaM/s200/DSC00584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SAOXMeerbGI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FTwpmla7pQ0/s1600-h/DSC00580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189157436256906338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SAOXMeerbGI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FTwpmla7pQ0/s200/DSC00580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Check out those&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;FEET,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;FACE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SAOYYuerbHI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/09UpS65bjyw/s1600-h/DSC00582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189158746221931634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SAOYYuerbHI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/09UpS65bjyw/s320/DSC00582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;At this point he had &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;DEFINITELY&lt;/span&gt; had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;ENOUGH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236422742623230427-483419439325667939?l=thehollimanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/483419439325667939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236422742623230427&amp;postID=483419439325667939' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/483419439325667939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/483419439325667939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/2008/04/finally-we-got-warm-weather-we-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Hayley Holliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00084248862940285141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/SAOVmuerbEI/AAAAAAAAAJg/O6grFLjJ404/s72-c/DSC00577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236422742623230427.post-3364778093530420934</id><published>2008-04-04T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:08:10.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVIE NIGHT...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R_cR8ZFaq9I/AAAAAAAAAJA/GDrnIIEe564/s1600-h/DSC00555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185633225163844562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R_cR8ZFaq9I/AAAAAAAAAJA/GDrnIIEe564/s200/DSC00555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One of my kids favorite things to do, is to have a movie night. They love having the whole family together, getting popcorn and M&amp;amp;M's and snuggling up on the couch. So when Alvin and the Chipmunk's came out on DVD, they couldn't resist (even though we already saw it TWICE in theaters). I'M SOOO TIRED OF IT ALREADY!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R_cR8pFaq-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/_Hg7OukC47E/s1600-h/DSC00557.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185633229458811874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R_cR8pFaq-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/_Hg7OukC47E/s200/DSC00557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I promise that Stone does smile. He just dosen't like his teeth. (O' those ovely adult teeth)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R_cR85Faq_I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/fDhTNY3ANjE/s1600-h/DSC00562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185633233753779186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R_cR85Faq_I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/fDhTNY3ANjE/s200/DSC00562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R_cR9ZFarAI/AAAAAAAAAJY/JD4zDipcoTM/s1600-h/DSC00564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185633242343713794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R_cR9ZFarAI/AAAAAAAAAJY/JD4zDipcoTM/s200/DSC00564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236422742623230427-3364778093530420934?l=thehollimanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3364778093530420934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236422742623230427&amp;postID=3364778093530420934' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/3364778093530420934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/3364778093530420934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/2008/04/movie-night.html' title='MOVIE NIGHT...'/><author><name>Hayley Holliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00084248862940285141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R_cR8ZFaq9I/AAAAAAAAAJA/GDrnIIEe564/s72-c/DSC00555.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236422742623230427.post-8073451140717834614</id><published>2008-04-01T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:08:11.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DANCE, DANCE, DANCE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Swayze had a Dance Competition on Saturday. Which is very, very stressful for everyone (especially when you have 3 other &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;BOYS,&lt;/span&gt; who hate to watch dance.) But it truly was a big success. Swayze did so well. All three of her dances got&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; GOLD &lt;/span&gt;ratings. And her trio won first overall. It was &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;AWESOME,&lt;/span&gt; and I love to watch her dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R_JjHJFaq3I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/JMgBwomFR6c/s1600-h/DSC00543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184315095405734770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R_JjHJFaq3I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/JMgBwomFR6c/s200/DSC00543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SWAYZE AND OAKLEY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R_JjH5Faq4I/AAAAAAAAAIY/ObUZPBDQAfc/s1600-h/DSC00546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184315108290636674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R_JjH5Faq4I/AAAAAAAAAIY/ObUZPBDQAfc/s200/DSC00546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SWAYZE AND MORGAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R_JkZpFaq7I/AAAAAAAAAIw/jhcPR8Sgmbs/s1600-h/DSC00545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184316512744942514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R_JkZpFaq7I/AAAAAAAAAIw/jhcPR8Sgmbs/s200/DSC00545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUST SWAYZE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By the way she hates to have her picture taken&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R_JkaJFaq8I/AAAAAAAAAI4/wG8Sg10cwYY/s1600-h/DSC00547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184316521334877122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R_JkaJFaq8I/AAAAAAAAAI4/wG8Sg10cwYY/s200/DSC00547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AUNT JENICEE AND SWAYZE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;It was also Aunt Jenicee's Brithday on Sunday. HAPPY BRITHDAY JEN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236422742623230427-8073451140717834614?l=thehollimanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8073451140717834614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236422742623230427&amp;postID=8073451140717834614' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/8073451140717834614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/8073451140717834614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/2008/04/dance-dance-dance.html' title='DANCE, DANCE, DANCE!!!'/><author><name>Hayley Holliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00084248862940285141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R_JjHJFaq3I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/JMgBwomFR6c/s72-c/DSC00543.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236422742623230427.post-7518681789670228191</id><published>2008-03-24T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:08:12.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181505860376636050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R-hoIJFaqpI/AAAAAAAAAGg/68GShxO4ENo/s200/DSC00515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We had such a great Easter Weekend. This was one of the first years we have been home in long time. Stone has always had a big motorcycle race this weekend. This year we decided to take a break and stay home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, we went to the Lindon City Easter egg hunt. Which is always crazy. And lots of hard work, for the 2.2 seconds that it lasts. But it really is to much fun to miss. After that we took the kids to breakfast. Then that night we went with the whole Jacobson Clan to see Horton Hears a Who. Stryker was hilarious he didn't move the entire time. Afterwards we went and got pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;div id="'wrap2'" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R-hlrJFaqmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/SI3fOSPOWNQ/s1600-h/DSC00517.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181503163137174114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R-hlrJFaqmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/SI3fOSPOWNQ/s200/DSC00517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Easter Egg Hunt (Lindon City 2008)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = b /&gt;&lt;b:include name="'all-head-content'/" data="'blog'"&gt;&lt;b:section class="'crosscol'" id="'crosscol'" showaddelement="'no'/"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'backlinkDeleteIcon'/" data="'backlink'"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'postQuickEdit'/" data="'post'"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'feedLinksBody'/" data="'feedLinks'"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'feedLinksBody'/" data="'post.feedLinks'"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'commentDeleteIcon'/" data="'comment'"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'backlinks'/" data="'post'"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'status-message'/" data="'top'"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'post'/" data="'post'"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'comments'/" data="'post'"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'nextprev'/"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'feedLinks'/"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'interval'/" data="'data'"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'flat'/" data="'data'"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'menu'/" data="'data'"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'quickedit'/"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'toggle'/" data="'i'"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'interval'/" data="'i.data'"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'posts'/" data="'i.posts'"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'quickedit'/"&gt;&lt;b:section class="'footer'" id="'footer'/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Steel pushed his ways to the front of the starting line. I had to stand on a table to find him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R-hpGJFaqqI/AAAAAAAAAGo/NLbUySWpHCg/s1600-h/DSC00519.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181506925528525474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R-hpGJFaqqI/AAAAAAAAAGo/NLbUySWpHCg/s200/DSC00519.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stryker just wanted to play on the playground.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R-hy0JFaqxI/AAAAAAAAAHg/zgUDpWez7Us/s1600-h/DSC00526.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181517611407158034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R-hy0JFaqxI/AAAAAAAAAHg/zgUDpWez7Us/s320/DSC00526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sunday the kids got up way to early, found there baskets and there eggs before we even got out of bed. That afternoon we went up the canyon with the Dain's and the Jacobson's for a Bar-B-Que and more Easter egg hunts. It was great! It's so much fun to be so close to all your cousins. It makes for a wild and crazy bunch of kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R-hwaZFaqvI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/XYS-nEXOjg4/s1600-h/DSC00541.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181514970002270962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R-hwaZFaqvI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/XYS-nEXOjg4/s320/DSC00541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is wrong with this picture?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b:section&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:section&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'all-head-content'/" data="'blog'"&gt;&lt;b:section class="'crosscol'" showaddelement="'no'/"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'backlinkDeleteIcon'/" data="'backlink'"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'postQuickEdit'/" data="'post'"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'feedLinksBody'/" data="'feedLinks'"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'feedLinksBody'/" data="'post.feedLinks'"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'commentDeleteIcon'/" data="'comment'"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'backlinks'/" data="'post'"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'status-message'/" data="'top'"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'post'/" data="'post'"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'comments'/" data="'post'"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'nextprev'/"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'feedLinks'/"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'interval'/" data="'data'"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'flat'/" data="'data'"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'menu'/" data="'data'"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'quickedit'/"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'toggle'/" data="'i'"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'interval'/" data="'i.data'"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'posts'/" data="'i.posts'"&gt;&lt;b:include name="'quickedit'/"&gt;&lt;b:section class="'footer'"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;(5 kids on a four-wheeler and Steel as there driver!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R-h2VZFaqyI/AAAAAAAAAHo/qIFLplTtExc/s1600-h/DSC00520.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181521481172691746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R-h2VZFaqyI/AAAAAAAAAHo/qIFLplTtExc/s200/DSC00520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R-h2V5FaqzI/AAAAAAAAAHw/qAcG51iucjQ/s1600-h/DSC00540.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181521489762626354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R-h2V5FaqzI/AAAAAAAAAHw/qAcG51iucjQ/s200/DSC00540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R-h6mJFaq1I/AAAAAAAAAIA/Q9HQvvJYNC4/s1600-h/DSC00538.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181526166982011730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R-h6mJFaq1I/AAAAAAAAAIA/Q9HQvvJYNC4/s200/DSC00538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R-h6mpFaq2I/AAAAAAAAAII/kRgWk_E7atw/s1600-h/DSC00521.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181526175571946338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R-h6mpFaq2I/AAAAAAAAAII/kRgWk_E7atw/s200/DSC00521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Easter 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b:section&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/b:section&gt;&lt;/b:include&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236422742623230427-7518681789670228191?l=thehollimanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7518681789670228191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236422742623230427&amp;postID=7518681789670228191' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/7518681789670228191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/7518681789670228191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/2008/03/we-had-such-great-easter-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Hayley Holliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00084248862940285141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R-hoIJFaqpI/AAAAAAAAAGg/68GShxO4ENo/s72-c/DSC00515.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236422742623230427.post-3675941780058475458</id><published>2008-03-17T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:08:13.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R99NX3VvDqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/hcbXni8rwjM/s1600-h/DSC00504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178943168886804130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R99NX3VvDqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/hcbXni8rwjM/s320/DSC00504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warning! ! !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;If you ever think you might be baby hungry, because everyone around you is having a baby. Don't go look at puppies. Or else this is what you will end up with...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R99N5XVvDrI/AAAAAAAAAFA/HQ-H8tMi7PA/s1600-h/DSC00509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178943744412421810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R99N5XVvDrI/AAAAAAAAAFA/HQ-H8tMi7PA/s320/DSC00509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Meet the newest member of are family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Roxy -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;She is so cute. And such a cute Dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R99OZHVvDsI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pqOuDbHJ8TQ/s1600-h/DSC00508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178944289873268418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R99OZHVvDsI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pqOuDbHJ8TQ/s320/DSC00508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; But &lt;strong&gt;seriously &lt;/strong&gt;what were we &lt;strong&gt;thinking? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Did we &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; need another &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;kid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236422742623230427-3675941780058475458?l=thehollimanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3675941780058475458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236422742623230427&amp;postID=3675941780058475458' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/3675941780058475458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/3675941780058475458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/2008/03/warning.html' title=''/><author><name>Hayley Holliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00084248862940285141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R99NX3VvDqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/hcbXni8rwjM/s72-c/DSC00504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236422742623230427.post-6541898730252432966</id><published>2008-03-14T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:08:13.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Attack</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R9rEVHVvDdI/AAAAAAAAADQ/1vGpXs0l-5Y/s1600-h/DSC00486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177666588642315730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R9rEVHVvDdI/AAAAAAAAADQ/1vGpXs0l-5Y/s400/DSC00486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Swayze had Winter Dance Attack this last weekend. Can you believe I have a daughter going to Dance Attack. Seems like just yesterday that I was there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Those of you who don't know what Dance Attack is, it's a weekend long workshop full of dance classes. Dance teachers from all over the country (many of which have danced for Radio City Music Hall, or the Rockeets, or on several different music videos.) Come and teach these girls classes. It's a lot of time and hard work. Swayze really worked her butt off. She was even nominated buy two teachers for a scholarship. I was so very proud of her. It's fun to see your kids work so hard at something that you also loved so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R9q7iHVvDaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/hTmncCzoCak/s1600-h/DSC00498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177656916375965090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="150" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R9q7iHVvDaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/hTmncCzoCak/s200/DSC00498.JPG" width="207" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R9q7-XVvDbI/AAAAAAAAADA/_kt3TVFH22E/s1600-h/DSC00492.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R9q9n3VvDcI/AAAAAAAAADI/Q4_3M9elW1E/s1600-h/DSC00488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177659214183468482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" height="150" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R9q9n3VvDcI/AAAAAAAAADI/Q4_3M9elW1E/s200/DSC00488.JPG" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R9q7-XVvDbI/AAAAAAAAADA/_kt3TVFH22E/s1600-h/DSC00492.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Swayze, Oakley, and Indy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Winter Dance Attack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R9q7-XVvDbI/AAAAAAAAADA/_kt3TVFH22E/s1600-h/DSC00492.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R9q9n3VvDcI/AAAAAAAAADI/Q4_3M9elW1E/s1600-h/DSC00488.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R9q7-XVvDbI/AAAAAAAAADA/_kt3TVFH22E/s1600-h/DSC00492.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R9q7-XVvDbI/AAAAAAAAADA/_kt3TVFH22E/s1600-h/DSC00492.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R9q7-XVvDbI/AAAAAAAAADA/_kt3TVFH22E/s1600-h/DSC00492.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R9q7-XVvDbI/AAAAAAAAADA/_kt3TVFH22E/s1600-h/DSC00492.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R9q7-XVvDbI/AAAAAAAAADA/_kt3TVFH22E/s1600-h/DSC00492.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236422742623230427-6541898730252432966?l=thehollimanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6541898730252432966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236422742623230427&amp;postID=6541898730252432966' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/6541898730252432966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/6541898730252432966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/2008/03/dance-attack.html' title='Dance Attack'/><author><name>Hayley Holliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00084248862940285141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R9rEVHVvDdI/AAAAAAAAADQ/1vGpXs0l-5Y/s72-c/DSC00486.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236422742623230427.post-3967428168910194709</id><published>2008-03-06T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:08:13.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So here we go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R9DSzcbAP_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/d6WBPNAUHrw/s1600-h/DSC00020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174867753093316594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R9DSzcbAP_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/d6WBPNAUHrw/s320/DSC00020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So here we go... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I really have never done anything like this before. It's kind of making me fill like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;idiot&lt;/span&gt; when it comes to the computer. But I'm going to give it my best shot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Josh and I have been married now for ten years (can you believe it? Ten years!) We have moved 10 times, all around Utah County. Built 4 1/2 houses, one of which we never lived in. While Josh ran a business employing as many as 30 something employees. And I stayed at home raising four kids (yes, I said four kids!) Needless to say we live a pretty crazy life style. And we wouldn't trade it for the world!!! We are so very blessed. &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/7236422742623230427-3967428168910194709?l=thehollimanfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3967428168910194709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236422742623230427&amp;postID=3967428168910194709' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/3967428168910194709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236422742623230427/posts/default/3967428168910194709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehollimanfam.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-here-we-go.html' title='So here we go...'/><author><name>Hayley Holliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00084248862940285141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aupqz0TAvsc/R9DSzcbAP_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/d6WBPNAUHrw/s72-c/DSC00020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry></feed>
