<?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-1470091516051750731</id><updated>2011-11-22T07:39:13.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Matthews Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>204</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-7904974511282174537</id><published>2010-01-24T13:43:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T13:43:44.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Crazy Matthews</title><content type='html'>Sorry i gave the wrong address.&lt;br /&gt;www.thecrazymatthews.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-7904974511282174537?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7904974511282174537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=7904974511282174537&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/7904974511282174537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/7904974511282174537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/crazy-matthews.html' title='The Crazy Matthews'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-6477863704678130779</id><published>2010-01-13T10:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T10:33:30.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog Up</title><content type='html'>I have finally got the new blog up and going for our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.thecrazymatthewsfamily.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-6477863704678130779?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6477863704678130779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=6477863704678130779&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/6477863704678130779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/6477863704678130779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-blog-up.html' title='New Blog Up'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' 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I hope to have our Christmas post up tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-5864691643565445927?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5864691643565445927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=5864691643565445927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/5864691643565445927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/5864691643565445927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-blog-take-2.html' title='New Blog Take 2'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-4351470634384964357</id><published>2009-12-30T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T13:36:14.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>I have started a new blog for our family. I am turning my old blog into a book and that is two years of stuff. I was just going to delete old postings and then we would be good but I got so far behind in making the book I don't want to delete anything till the book is done and in my hands. I have decided that for next years book I would make it a little better on myself and start with pretty much one year so it is not so overwhelming. I hope you all want to keep fallowing our family as of right now I am not going private so just switch our address to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.blogger.com/www.thecrazymatthewsfamily.blogspot.com"&gt;www.thecrazymatthews.blogspot.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-4351470634384964357?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4351470634384964357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=4351470634384964357&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/4351470634384964357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/4351470634384964357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-3339571324517341393</id><published>2009-12-25T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T08:37:12.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trains Trains and more Trains</title><content type='html'>This year a lady that I work with asked me if we where going to the trains this year? I had no idea what she is talking about so we got to talking and there is a guy in our stake that does this train thing every year where he lets people come and look at  his model train set.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Szt2_3mUiTI/AAAAAAAACZg/rSUAju21ZFM/s1600-h/SDC11279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Szt2_3mUiTI/AAAAAAAACZg/rSUAju21ZFM/s400/SDC11279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421057416099039538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  We knew of this family because we where in singles ward with his daughter and they own Tia Rosa's Mexican Restaurant here in Mesa.  I found out a little more about his trains and come to find out he has the third largest train set up in the nation. By the time I found out about it there where only two Saturdays left when he was doing it.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Szt4HiLIaXI/AAAAAAAACZo/ikPrzOk8Pfg/s1600-h/SDC11281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Szt4HiLIaXI/AAAAAAAACZo/ikPrzOk8Pfg/s400/SDC11281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421058647298435442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I asked my mother in law about it and if she knew anything and she said not really but remembered reading something about it in the paper. That night Blaine and I needed to run around and do some last minuet stuff so Ryan stayed with Gma Matthews and some of his cousins where there so my MIL decided to take the kids to the trains. I said that we would go next week because my family was going to be coming down so we thought it would be a fun free thing to do with them.(they didn't end up coming but that's okay.) Ryan went and wouldn't stop talking about the trains and the next night kept asking us when we could go and see them again so we told him on Saturday. We took my Gparents with us and Ryan was basically running to go and see them. Since we hadn't been there he knew where everything was and it was hard keeping up with him.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Szt5JiHn0YI/AAAAAAAACZw/vkCZwkR17U8/s1600-h/SDC11282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Szt5JiHn0YI/AAAAAAAACZw/vkCZwkR17U8/s400/SDC11282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421059781155082626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blaine and I where in singles ward with one of these guys daughters and this house is right next to the church building and is quite large so I figured that his back yard had a huge pool and everything we are in AZ you know. Nope no pool only Trains.  He has an entire garage just to store his trains and be the depot for them.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Szt-c7Tuk8I/AAAAAAAACZ4/M9NHzVZ3ViM/s1600-h/SDC11283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Szt-c7Tuk8I/AAAAAAAACZ4/M9NHzVZ3ViM/s400/SDC11283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421065611892396994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere you looked there was trains. The guy was even in his shop getting ready to send another one out it was really neat to see how he gets them ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Szt_Ke08BII/AAAAAAAACaA/dcXo593Sv1Y/s1600-h/SDC11284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Szt_Ke08BII/AAAAAAAACaA/dcXo593Sv1Y/s400/SDC11284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421066394521044098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the trains coming around a bend. Ryan was in heaven with all of these trains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Szt_rcPS43I/AAAAAAAACaI/u08UTwtkGuM/s1600-h/SDC11286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Szt_rcPS43I/AAAAAAAACaI/u08UTwtkGuM/s400/SDC11286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421066960761971570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He even has a train crash set up. You don't see them crash but you can see one coming.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SzuBYbS9XaI/AAAAAAAACaQ/QNxcmH_h-D4/s1600-h/SDC11291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SzuBYbS9XaI/AAAAAAAACaQ/QNxcmH_h-D4/s400/SDC11291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421068833114643874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This will defiantly become part of our Christmas tradition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-3339571324517341393?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3339571324517341393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=3339571324517341393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/3339571324517341393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/3339571324517341393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/trains-trains-and-more-trains.html' title='Trains Trains and more Trains'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Szt2_3mUiTI/AAAAAAAACZg/rSUAju21ZFM/s72-c/SDC11279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-8845864839031097272</id><published>2009-12-13T15:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T15:43:28.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Christmas Tree Oh Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 1st weekend in December so a last weekend I really wanted to go and get a Tree. The nice thing is Blaine and I still have to have a real tree so usually we make it down to Home Depot to get a tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414869278168496594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyV661ZoudI/AAAAAAAACS8/YZZEfAWAM-E/s400/SDC11258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This year Blaine said that he got a coupon for Moon Vally Nursery so we went and looked there first. I totally love that place now. They had there trees so nicely displayed so you could see all of them and how full they where. We looked at a few and found our perfect one.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414869495640658354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyV7HfjCkbI/AAAAAAAACTE/ZClLCdGNErk/s400/SDC11262.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Cameron was still trying to get over being sick but we took him out when it was nice and warm to get our tree and then we went straight home I promise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414869962309284354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyV7iqBgsgI/AAAAAAAACTM/PJWQWf0YYkY/s400/SDC11265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ryan at first didn't want to help set up the tree but once we started going he was happy to help. Blaine puts up the lights and then I decorate it. I hate doing the lights and he hates doing the decorating so we have it worked out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The after picture soon to come I forgot to take one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-8845864839031097272?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8845864839031097272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=8845864839031097272&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/8845864839031097272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/8845864839031097272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-christmas-tree-oh-christmas-tree.html' title='Oh Christmas Tree Oh Christmas Tree'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyV661ZoudI/AAAAAAAACS8/YZZEfAWAM-E/s72-c/SDC11258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-4075751761799784339</id><published>2009-12-13T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T15:25:22.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Cameron</title><content type='html'>Cameron is doing A LOT better. He is drinking and eating (or lack there of) the same way he was before he got sick. I think he has likely gained all three pounds that he lost back. From almost being in the hospital. syringe feeding for a day or so breathing treatments every 4 hours and two injections of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rocephin&lt;/span&gt; we are doing better. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414864760160862194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyV2z2grP_I/AAAAAAAACSk/mrHM5CyekTs/s400/SDC11270.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Blaine getting ready to give Cameron his breathing treatment. Cameron is thrilled can't you tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414865095299069154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyV3HW_2dOI/AAAAAAAACSs/9fSzpN36h6k/s400/SDC11274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Cameron saying cheese for the camera&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414865528622211586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyV3glQI4gI/AAAAAAAACS0/MMq87XOsCDg/s400/SDC11276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Look at all of his teeth.&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/1470091516051750731-4075751761799784339?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4075751761799784339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=4075751761799784339&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/4075751761799784339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/4075751761799784339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/mr-cameron.html' title='Mr Cameron'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyV2z2grP_I/AAAAAAAACSk/mrHM5CyekTs/s72-c/SDC11270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-6302540183491655265</id><published>2009-12-12T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T22:20:18.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colorado part 2</title><content type='html'>Sorry this is backwards so read Colorado part 1 st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving was a nice warm 75 degree day. My parents bought 65.5 or so acres in Colorado so they have gotten some toys (work vehicles) for there new future farm. Ryan has seen quads and said that he was going to ride them. When he heard how loud they where he really didn't want to but I really didn't care. The next big task was to get him to ware a helmet. He has one for his bike at home but I can't get him to ware it. But somehow I got him to put it on.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySBBQ2X8XI/AAAAAAAACPM/uOKANJhDABM/s1600-h/SDC11198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySBBQ2X8XI/AAAAAAAACPM/uOKANJhDABM/s400/SDC11198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414594510709059954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;It was funny because once we started going he thought that it was great and he kept telling me "mommy go faster".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySBVtrjtaI/AAAAAAAACPU/4C6VJBYts-o/s1600-h/SDC11199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySBVtrjtaI/AAAAAAAACPU/4C6VJBYts-o/s400/SDC11199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414594862045705634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Cameron and Nana (sorry Nana I thought that you were looking at the camera we will get a better one next time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySBnPSsguI/AAAAAAAACPc/FHzDajM0KqE/s1600-h/SDC11201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySBnPSsguI/AAAAAAAACPc/FHzDajM0KqE/s400/SDC11201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414595163126006498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I love this picture. Two of my brothers Jacob &amp;amp; Matt and Lindsey &amp;amp; Eric what a technology &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;savvy family are we. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySCBGg9UFI/AAAAAAAACPk/2t2w95zRklg/s1600-h/SDC11210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySCBGg9UFI/AAAAAAAACPk/2t2w95zRklg/s400/SDC11210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414595607446507602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this picture of Cameron and Ryan. Cameron loves his big brother and Ryan is starting to get use to him. I was taking pictures of Cameron and Ryan came and sat by him and said "mom get a picture of me and Cameron". This is a HUGE deal because Ryan usually doesn't want anything to do with Cam.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySCcA7wR_I/AAAAAAAACPs/tCgmx-B0Ra8/s1600-h/SDC11213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySCcA7wR_I/AAAAAAAACPs/tCgmx-B0Ra8/s400/SDC11213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414596069804754930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Perfect Christmas card picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySCqxqtavI/AAAAAAAACP0/Oovlfy2jFYg/s1600-h/SDC11219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySCqxqtavI/AAAAAAAACP0/Oovlfy2jFYg/s400/SDC11219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414596323404770034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;This is Ryan and my dad or who Ryan calls Papa airplane (my dad use to travel a lot and Ry knew that the only way papa Bird would come was on the airplane)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySDC-zGk9I/AAAAAAAACP8/jsPcwsxxOJk/s1600-h/SDC11224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySDC-zGk9I/AAAAAAAACP8/jsPcwsxxOJk/s400/SDC11224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414596739246494674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Cameron's 1st Thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySDUXLwdgI/AAAAAAAACQE/V5CiQXDJ_Bc/s1600-h/SDC11225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySDUXLwdgI/AAAAAAAACQE/V5CiQXDJ_Bc/s400/SDC11225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414597037850129922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;My dang kid and his Thanksgiving dinner yep that's right that is a hot dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySDl9VT6qI/AAAAAAAACQM/4Vo_YEvSevI/s1600-h/SDC11229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySDl9VT6qI/AAAAAAAACQM/4Vo_YEvSevI/s400/SDC11229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414597340148525730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cameron on the other hand had the right idea with the turkey bone. Sorry for the eyes he didn't like the flash.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySD5uzfBPI/AAAAAAAACQU/4fmzTV_rrzs/s1600-h/SDC11230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySD5uzfBPI/AAAAAAAACQU/4fmzTV_rrzs/s400/SDC11230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414597679845934322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Ryan LOVED the big bathtub in Nana &amp;amp; Papa's bathroom he loved that it makes bubbles&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySFvOpdjwI/AAAAAAAACRE/yctiSkTtiSw/s1600-h/112709_0826%5B00%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySFvOpdjwI/AAAAAAAACRE/yctiSkTtiSw/s400/112709_0826%5B00%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414599698438524674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For Black Friday we spent part of the morning in the ER with Cameron. He had a horrible cough and fever and wasn't happy come to find out he had an ear infection.(the pneumonia didn't come till after we got home)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySGOk15CaI/AAAAAAAACRM/PTROg5pwZMs/s1600-h/112709_0850%5B00%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySGOk15CaI/AAAAAAAACRM/PTROg5pwZMs/s400/112709_0850%5B00%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414600236972181922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dad with Cameron. Blaine wasn't happy that they put him in a pink gown I did tell him that it does have dinosaurs on it. For some reason he didn't care because it was still pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySERfrXwEI/AAAAAAAACQc/mbFixWfd_Bc/s1600-h/SDC11237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySERfrXwEI/AAAAAAAACQc/mbFixWfd_Bc/s400/SDC11237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414598088102232130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryan showing dad how to ride the quad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySEj0LiDVI/AAAAAAAACQk/fFPRAjmVaFA/s1600-h/SDC11243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySEj0LiDVI/AAAAAAAACQk/fFPRAjmVaFA/s400/SDC11243.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414598402843479378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryan's favorite thing to do on the quad is to ride thought he stream that goes through my parents property.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySE-PLRn7I/AAAAAAAACQs/X_pWtVqW1PI/s1600-h/SDC11247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySE-PLRn7I/AAAAAAAACQs/X_pWtVqW1PI/s400/SDC11247.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414598856766758834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryan and Nana&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySFJtPYdgI/AAAAAAAACQ0/8Qqviu-fss0/s1600-h/SDC11250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySFJtPYdgI/AAAAAAAACQ0/8Qqviu-fss0/s400/SDC11250.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414599053815608834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even though Cameron was really sick he still tried to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySFcZ3cGUI/AAAAAAAACQ8/AxIfkoINBl0/s1600-h/SDC11255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySFcZ3cGUI/AAAAAAAACQ8/AxIfkoINBl0/s400/SDC11255.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414599375032424770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My brothers and my boys (left to right: Daniel, Matthews, Ryan Jacob and Cameron)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-6302540183491655265?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6302540183491655265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=6302540183491655265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/6302540183491655265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/6302540183491655265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/colorado-part-2.html' title='Colorado part 2'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SySBBQ2X8XI/AAAAAAAACPM/uOKANJhDABM/s72-c/SDC11198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-3145762204122853484</id><published>2009-12-12T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T21:48:51.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colorado 2009 part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WARNING&lt;/span&gt;: Picture overload&lt;br /&gt;This Thanksgiving our family was in two different places.  My parents just moved from the east coast to Colorado. We are so excited to have them only 9 hours away instead of a long plane ride or a few day drive away.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyR52BcPjvI/AAAAAAAACNk/6GVCd3AUulg/s1600-h/SDC11162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyR52BcPjvI/AAAAAAAACNk/6GVCd3AUulg/s400/SDC11162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414586621012971250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ryan waiting at the airport to get on our plane. He is just a little excited and really enjoyed his $10.00 personal pan pizza. (that is what is all over his face)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year Thanksgiving fell over Clipper weekend so that means Blaine had to work the day after Thanksgiving so the boys and I flew to Colorado on Tuesday before the big Turkey day so we could spend some time with everyone.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyR6NF7GWcI/AAAAAAAACNs/YVHGGko1h0w/s1600-h/SDC11163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyR6NF7GWcI/AAAAAAAACNs/YVHGGko1h0w/s400/SDC11163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414587017353124290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Cameron waiting for our plane to get here&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blaine had to work Friday and then afterward he would start the drive to come up to Colorado and then we would all drive home on Monday.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyR6cqCnzGI/AAAAAAAACN0/FMfjE3tAdQo/s1600-h/SDC11169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyR6cqCnzGI/AAAAAAAACN0/FMfjE3tAdQo/s400/SDC11169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414587284746390626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyR7mCZx8_I/AAAAAAAACN8/XUNeOXVT_ic/s1600-h/SDC11165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyR7mCZx8_I/AAAAAAAACN8/XUNeOXVT_ic/s400/SDC11165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414588545416426482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The three of us on the plane. (great pic I know) this is also Cameron's 1st plane ride. (don't recommend flying with a teething ear infection (that we didn't know about 8 month old)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to Colorado and the temp in the car said 32. I had just come from 70 degree weather. When we fly we always do flip flops &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; it is way easier to get though security. We walked out of the airport and there was snow on the ground and everyone was looking at us like we where crazy. I just said that we are from Arizona and they seemed to understand. (yes I did put them away as soon as we got to the house and broke out the tennis shoes the rest of the trip)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyR72vuGPuI/AAAAAAAACOE/LOoDvB1ghLo/s1600-h/SDC11194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyR72vuGPuI/AAAAAAAACOE/LOoDvB1ghLo/s400/SDC11194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414588832459144930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Cameron waiting for us to get back from Bishop's Castle. He was not a happy camper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyR8Vfrz1WI/AAAAAAAACOM/rgAg-G1oCno/s1600-h/SDC11187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyR8Vfrz1WI/AAAAAAAACOM/rgAg-G1oCno/s400/SDC11187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414589360730527074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;This is Bishops Castle. This guy just builds it for fun it has a moat and a dungeon and everything that a  castle has. He has done all the rock and rod iron work on his own this is his hobby. If you ever get a chance to go it is amazing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyR85Vye_-I/AAAAAAAACOU/ADCrjjU8s-U/s1600-h/SDC11175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyR85Vye_-I/AAAAAAAACOU/ADCrjjU8s-U/s400/SDC11175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414589976549457890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Ryan on the first level of the Castle. It was like 15 degrees colder up there than at my parents house. We didn't go any higher but Ryan wanted to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyR9SsCrvtI/AAAAAAAACOc/qiquUpfzq6g/s1600-h/SDC11178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyR9SsCrvtI/AAAAAAAACOc/qiquUpfzq6g/s400/SDC11178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414590412019711698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;One of the towers at the castle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyR9ip6VZSI/AAAAAAAACOk/CE7dSySw_5Q/s1600-h/SDC11176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyR9ip6VZSI/AAAAAAAACOk/CE7dSySw_5Q/s400/SDC11176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414590686325728546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;This is the most snow Ryan has seen at one time. He said that it is really cold:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyR92_7MGxI/AAAAAAAACOs/mAdnrs1orys/s1600-h/SDC11181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyR92_7MGxI/AAAAAAAACOs/mAdnrs1orys/s400/SDC11181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414591035832277778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Ryan and Mom at the Castle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyR-FSPZqiI/AAAAAAAACO0/k-jf4R88b6U/s1600-h/SDC11182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyR-FSPZqiI/AAAAAAAACO0/k-jf4R88b6U/s400/SDC11182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414591281267059234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;This is from the top of one of the towers I had my bro take it up and get a picture &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; I stayed with Ryan. Next time I do I will go to the top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyR-f60xYkI/AAAAAAAACO8/JjBNXPRdStg/s1600-h/SDC11185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyR-f60xYkI/AAAAAAAACO8/JjBNXPRdStg/s400/SDC11185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414591738837819970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;This is the HUGE chair that he made and Ryan had to sit in it. I was pretty hard for him to get up in since it 7 feet high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyR_BxZjL5I/AAAAAAAACPE/jYK_DNCF5u8/s1600-h/SDC11196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyR_BxZjL5I/AAAAAAAACPE/jYK_DNCF5u8/s400/SDC11196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414592320423276434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my sisters Lindsey's boyfriend Eric and if you have ever seen Man vs. Food I think Eric can take Adam. After bishops castle we went to the Mexican food place that was really good. Eric and some of my brothers ordered a "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Slopper&lt;/span&gt;" this thing is huge!! You can't tell but under all of this is a burger, fries and anything else you can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-3145762204122853484?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3145762204122853484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=3145762204122853484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/3145762204122853484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/3145762204122853484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/colorado-2009-part-1.html' title='Colorado 2009 part 1'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyR52BcPjvI/AAAAAAAACNk/6GVCd3AUulg/s72-c/SDC11162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-1506389828769275860</id><published>2009-12-04T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T13:12:22.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pneumonia</title><content type='html'>Cameron has pneumonia. We went back to the Dr again today for another antibiotic injection. We have to give him breathing treatments every 4 hours and as long as we can keep him drinking and his breathing stays good we don't have to be in the hospital. Depending on how the night goes we may have to go back in for more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow. He did good last night and stayed at his weight. He had lost 6 oz in two days so they where really worried about him getting to dehydrated. We are up to eating 2 oz at a time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; so that is nice for a kid who eats about 8oz at every feeding down to one and that is pulling teeth we are doing good. Hopefully he will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;continue&lt;/span&gt; to do better and beat this thing sooner rather than later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-1506389828769275860?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1506389828769275860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=1506389828769275860&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/1506389828769275860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/1506389828769275860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/pneumonia.html' title='Pneumonia'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-1414587034690294988</id><published>2009-12-03T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T18:35:47.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>I am sorry that I haven't been posting lately. I have a lot of cute fun stuff to add however Cameron has been sick for about a month now and the past few days it has gotten a lot worse. We are trying to get fluids down him at the moment otherwise they are going to admit him into the hospital. If the fluids not going down isn't enough we are also having to give him breathing treatments now every 4 hours so we are having to keep an eye on that. I am asking for you to pray for my little man that he will get back to his happy little self and that he can start to sleep agian so that his poor mom and dad can sleep. Wish us luck tonight we have Ryan spending the night at his Gma &amp;amp; Gpa Matthews so if we have to go to the ER tonight we won't have to wake him up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-1414587034690294988?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1414587034690294988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=1414587034690294988&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/1414587034690294988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/1414587034690294988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-2323515494336499973</id><published>2009-11-14T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T21:19:53.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new Nephew</title><content type='html'>Poor Summer was induced yesterday morning and finally had her baby around 4:30 this afternoon. Hudson Michael Goodrich is 7pounds 1ounce and 20"long. He has some dark hair on his little head and long fingers and long feet and toes. Summer is super wiped out after going through a very very hard labor.&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to Summer and Dave he is so cute you are going to have a lot of fun with him. Hopefully they will get some sleep tonight.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sv-PZJuN8yI/AAAAAAAAB1g/Plz_gnQxGd0/s1600-h/111409_1751%5B00%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sv-PZJuN8yI/AAAAAAAAB1g/Plz_gnQxGd0/s400/111409_1751%5B00%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404195740137157410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-2323515494336499973?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2323515494336499973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=2323515494336499973&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/2323515494336499973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/2323515494336499973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-new-nephew.html' title='My new Nephew'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sv-PZJuN8yI/AAAAAAAAB1g/Plz_gnQxGd0/s72-c/111409_1751%5B00%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-2798440084371166694</id><published>2009-11-06T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T09:29:00.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trunk-or-Treat</title><content type='html'>Trunk -or - Treat went a lot better this year. Once agian I had to put Ryan in his costume kicking and screaming but once agian I didn't care he was going to dress up.  I fixed Cameron's costume so it would fit around his fat face. The costume was a 12m costume and his little Yoda hat wouldn't latch shut so I had to put an extra piece of ribbon on it so it would close. He was such a cute little fat Yoda. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyKAqgUwrUI/AAAAAAAACJY/B6omXF-uoAs/s1600-h/SDC11125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyKAqgUwrUI/AAAAAAAACJY/B6omXF-uoAs/s400/SDC11125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414031169772629314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyKA0TJQe-I/AAAAAAAACJg/YWv4imoxQOQ/s1600-h/SDC11134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyKA0TJQe-I/AAAAAAAACJg/YWv4imoxQOQ/s400/SDC11134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414031338033413090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to Gma &amp;amp; Gpa Matthews house and then Ryan rode his scooter over to the church for the trunk-or-treat. Ryan really didn't care about going around to all the cars to get candy he just wanted to ride his scooter but he made Blaine carry his pumpkin so he could get candy. Ryan wouldn't say Tick-or -Treat but at least he wasn't screaming his head off so we will try the talking thing next year. Cameron had his own little pumpkin and even got a little bit of candy. After we went around the parking lot Ryan just wanted to be left alone to ride his scooter over the speed bumps. I wanted to get a picture of the boys together but that never happens but I wa able to get this one of Ryan pushing Cameron over the speed bumps. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyKBPb3DTcI/AAAAAAAACJo/TRntKj9ivZ8/s1600-h/SDC11132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyKBPb3DTcI/AAAAAAAACJo/TRntKj9ivZ8/s400/SDC11132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414031804229438914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cameron did so good even though it was past his bedtime. I told Blaine that next year we are all dressing up and we will see it that helps Ryan want to dress up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-2798440084371166694?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2798440084371166694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=2798440084371166694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/2798440084371166694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/2798440084371166694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/trunk-or-treat.html' title='The Trunk-or-Treat'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyKAqgUwrUI/AAAAAAAACJY/B6omXF-uoAs/s72-c/SDC11125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-5268952051709634436</id><published>2009-11-06T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T09:44:17.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Costume Parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401062602324610546" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SvRt0h00jfI/AAAAAAAABlI/AJzulmxAH9Q/s400/SDC11103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Halloween I was super happy to get both of my boys to dress up. Last year Ryan didn't want anything to do with trick-or-treating. I think we stayed at the trunk-or-treat for about 20 minuets before we left. I took Ryan to Party City so he could pick out his costume. I thought if he picked it out that it would go over better. We got Cameron's Yoda costume then Ryan decided that he wanted to be a boxer. Well tried on the costume and it was to small. So then he decided that he wanted to be a Doctor. Fine I was good with that so we got the costumes and went home. Thursday before Halloween his school had there costume parade. Last year I totally forgot about it so not only did I miss it but also he was one of the few that didn't have a costume. I made up for it this year. Ryan didn't want to put on his costume but I didn't care we put it on kicking and screaming.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 330px; display: block; height: 355px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401060678315518898" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SvRsEiVTq7I/AAAAAAAABlA/ZnRiY-eTwSE/s400/SDC11092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was Ryan waiting for his bus to come. This was the only thing that would make him stop crying. After I put him on the bus then I took Cameron our to my grandparents house so that I could go to Ryan's school to see the parade. That was going to be interesting because anytime we try to go to his school for an activity or b-day as soon as Blaine or I show up he breaks down. So I was wondering ow this was going to work. I had been telling him all week that I was going to come to his school and he was saying that it was okay. I got to the school and I his class wasn't out yet so I went to his classroom and walked out with them and he just held my hand and didn't freak out. The funny thing was that it was part of the cold days that we had so the high was 68 and for us that is cold. He wouldn't take off his jacket because he didn't want anyone to know that he was a Doctor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyKCnU5EUbI/AAAAAAAACJ4/3x4NL2uhbng/s1600-h/SDC11097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyKCnU5EUbI/AAAAAAAACJ4/3x4NL2uhbng/s400/SDC11097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414033314187334066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is Ryan's class picture. He wasn't happy about it but we still got one.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyKDcuwDo3I/AAAAAAAACKA/K9rqw_Qxob8/s1600-h/SDC11102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyKDcuwDo3I/AAAAAAAACKA/K9rqw_Qxob8/s400/SDC11102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414034231661929330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;Ryan loves to take pictures so he took one of me and one of the aids in his class room that has been with him for the past 3 years. He loves Ms. Irene&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyKD-8DlXvI/AAAAAAAACKI/rHvoPPy71GY/s1600-h/SDC11107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyKD-8DlXvI/AAAAAAAACKI/rHvoPPy71GY/s400/SDC11107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414034819349044978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;Then it was his classes turn to do the parade. He really didn't want to go without me but another aid came and got him and they walked around the circle so they could show off there costumes. Granted you couldn't see what Ry was because he wouldn't take off his jacket and then he didn't want anyone to see him so he covered his eyes so no one could see him so he thought.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyKEocf6pTI/AAAAAAAACKQ/rlna-WPga34/s1600-h/SDC11118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SyKEocf6pTI/AAAAAAAACKQ/rlna-WPga34/s400/SDC11118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414035532432450866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-5268952051709634436?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5268952051709634436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=5268952051709634436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/5268952051709634436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/5268952051709634436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/school-costume-parade.html' title='School Costume Parade'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SvRt0h00jfI/AAAAAAAABlI/AJzulmxAH9Q/s72-c/SDC11103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-4766161583421763005</id><published>2009-11-02T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T13:03:10.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Schnepf  Farms</title><content type='html'>My brother in law got a group together to go to Schnepf farms. We have been talking about going out there for a while now. I don't think that the night ended up the way that he had planned my little family ended up taking off from the rest of the group and I don't think we really ever ended up together again. We never know how Ryan is going to react to things so we wanted to try a few new things. &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399747563953924034" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Su_BzOJBJ8I/AAAAAAAABkY/k0bcFxI4AnE/s400/SDC11049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;They have a train there and thought that it would be really cool to take Ryan on a train ride especially since it was only $2.00. So first thing we wanted to do that so Blaine went and stood in line to get the tickets. We figured since it was a Saturday night the earlier we did it the better. Plus after 6:00 it became a spooky train ride and we knew that wasn't going to work. While Blaine and Cameron stood in line Ryan and I went and played on the bails of hay. He thought that was really cool. &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 389px; display: block; height: 283px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399748074013956978" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Su_CQ6Qzm3I/AAAAAAAABkg/u2Fjpg3Me7o/s400/SDC11055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryan loved the hay I think he would of stayed there all day if we would have let him. You could tell that the hay had been very well used because some of the sides where very steep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 268px; display: block; height: 326px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399746905659753826" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Su_BM5zdRWI/AAAAAAAABkQ/dcz7Hc3cboI/s400/SDC11053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waiting in line to go on the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401056834805756146" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SvRok0JK8PI/AAAAAAAABkw/M02bXK57hAw/s400/SDC11056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401058034986743042" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SvRpqrKndQI/AAAAAAAABk4/kI-zLnX1l5I/s400/SDC11057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ryan and Blaine on the Train&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SvSLr0wLWhI/AAAAAAAABlQ/VygD7lH_QzQ/s1600-h/SDC11059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SvSLr0wLWhI/AAAAAAAABlQ/VygD7lH_QzQ/s400/SDC11059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401095438135417362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy and Cameron on the Train&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SvSMMvqGkeI/AAAAAAAABlY/IHq5tC-Pwl0/s1600-h/SDC11060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SvSMMvqGkeI/AAAAAAAABlY/IHq5tC-Pwl0/s400/SDC11060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401096003703443938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Super happy to be on the train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-4766161583421763005?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4766161583421763005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=4766161583421763005&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/4766161583421763005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/4766161583421763005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/schnepf-farms.html' title='Schnepf  Farms'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Su_BzOJBJ8I/AAAAAAAABkY/k0bcFxI4AnE/s72-c/SDC11049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-8563546580453048957</id><published>2009-10-15T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T21:27:36.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad with Blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have been so bad with blogging lately I have a pretty good excuse. We have gotten the sick bug in our house the past few weeks. It started with Blaine getting sick then Ryan and Cameron both got ear infections. I ended up taking Ryan to an all night urgent care and found out that he had a double ear infection. He had tubes put in a couple of years ago so the is the first one I have had in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393049482918792962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Stf17l16jwI/AAAAAAAABjs/tDgTgFoR1EM/s400/100709_2357%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Then after the boys where on there way up I got sick. I am finally on the mend but it has been some craziness of a week. Ryan is now getting music therapy. So we are up to OT, Speech, Music and Feeding therapy. He is doing really good with all of them but as you can guess it has been keeping me very busy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393047603129338050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Stf0OLFLyMI/AAAAAAAABjM/neQMh56whqA/s400/SDC10947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ryan's new thing is that he likes to swing in Cameron's swing. I don't think thatthe weight limit is for a 42 pound kid but it is his favorite thing to do. What a little stinker. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393048057656694866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Stf0ooU82FI/AAAAAAAABjU/UksJL5uQKok/s400/092209_2132%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Mr. Cameron is getting so big and is becoming more of a happy baby. We have just cut our third tooth this week along with having the ear infection so yes it has been fun. (not)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393048532861004690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Stf1ESmfK5I/AAAAAAAABjc/hu23ryB7Ihc/s400/100609_1908%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cameron's Six month stats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weight 20 pounds 6oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Length 33 1/4"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep I know what you are thinking FAT BABY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;he is so dang cute! He is rolling all over the place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393049240507242130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Stf1teyf1pI/AAAAAAAABjk/CFGxC81y36g/s400/1011090902b_445940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-8563546580453048957?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8563546580453048957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=8563546580453048957&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/8563546580453048957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/8563546580453048957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/bad-with-blogging.html' title='Bad with Blogging'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Stf17l16jwI/AAAAAAAABjs/tDgTgFoR1EM/s72-c/100709_2357%5B01%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-7193432042964854990</id><published>2009-09-18T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T17:30:24.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryan's Virst Trip to the ER</title><content type='html'>After 4 1/2 years we have made our first ER visit with Ryan. I thought we would have made it there before now so I think we are doing pretty good. Like I said in the last post that Ryan gets to go to Tucson with Blaine every once in a while. Well a couple of Tuesday's ago Ryan was going to go it was a normal night a normal size run and NO rain in the forecast. Everyone was happy they even stopped and got some ice cream on the way down. Life was good. They got to there 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and biggest stop and Ryan was helping daddy as normal. Ryan sits on the back of the truck and lowers the life gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blaine has a 30ft truck with about a 4 ft lift on it so imagine the biggest moving truck you can have with out his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CDL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. When they pulled into Tucson it was starting to sprinkle a little so Blaine had to cover all of the pallets of newspapers when was leaving because he drops them outside. All of a sudden it started raining in sheets within about two minuets the parking lot was flooded. Ryan and Blaine hung out in the back of the truck trying to wait for the rain to trail off. It didn't happen so Blaine quickly finished his last few pallets while Ry stayed in the truck. They finished up and they where both standing on the lift. Blaine pulled the door down and Ryan didn't see what he was doing and at the same time Ry went over to start to push the button to make the lift go down so they could get going. Ryan ran into Blaine's rear and slipped on the wet lift and on his way down hit his chin on the edge. Needless to say Ryan was bleeding pretty bad because it is a head wound. Blaine called me a few times and I could hear the rain coming down. I asked him to call me when he left like I always do so I have an idea of when he will get home. I get a call saying that there has been a little accident. I am trying to keep my cool thinking he was in a car accident. He told me no Ryan got hurt. Okay so what happened? He told me what happened and I asked him if it needed stitches or if he was going to take him to urgent care in Tucson. He said since he is driving a 30ft truck and really didn't know his way around Tucson hat he got it to stop bleeding and would come home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was still up when they got home and they where both soaked so I got Ryan in some PJ's and took his make shift butterfly band aid off. ( Blaine's scout training came in handy) I opened up the bottom of the band aid and saw a nice size hole in his chin and said call your mm we need to take him in. Lets remember it is now 1am in the morning when they got home. Blaine's mom came over and we started for a Pediatric Urgent Care that we thought was all night. Well they closed at 11pm. So e went to another urgent care that closed at 12. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So off to the ER we go. I wanted to go to the one with the children's hospital in it so we headed off to Banner Desert. We got him all check in and they took him back.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383065876458358210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrR95NjTxcI/AAAAAAAABhU/4znIQOY2hfY/s400/090909_0150%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even at 1:45am he is still happy( Waiting in the hospital)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He did really a lot better than I thought he would. Ryan doesn't really do Doctors very good. He did really good but I think it was because he had a cute nurse. They put on this numbing gel for an hour but had to put it back on halfway though. He was such a trooper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383066203939355506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrR-MRg3O3I/AAAAAAAABhc/3kH--BvCL1s/s400/090909_0203%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; My Bro in Law Nathan I knew was still doing his ER rotation at the same hospital and told Blaine to text him even though we didn't think he would be there at 1:45am but I figured if we didn't that he would be there and then we would feel bad and if he wasn't there and was a sleep that he would get the text in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383066500462034786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrR-diJYP2I/AAAAAAAABhk/smnHeZw6Hb0/s400/090909_0234%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; About a minuet later his phone beeped and guess who was working his first graveyard over in the big people ER. Yep Uncle Nathan was working so he said that he would come and visit us in a few minuets. The nice thing was he brought us some much needed drinks. Nathan stayed as long as he could but they never came in to do Ry's stitches. Well about 3 minuets after he left they came in and Nathan got busy so he couldn't come back over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383066714934831938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrR-qBHra0I/AAAAAAAABhs/u6oc-1XVlmA/s400/090909_0212%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The doc looked at it and said they could get away with gluing it even thought they really should have done a single stitch but that would have required knocking him out and staying a lot longer. He said the only difference was he scar would be a little bigger. Don't all boy's/men have scar under there chin. I said glue away. It took five of us to hold him down but we got it done and then we where out the door.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383066957808324642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrR-4J5O0CI/AAAAAAAABh0/Ax-kaCGrNaM/s400/090909_0213%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; My cute little one is staring to get a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;delirious&lt;/span&gt; now. We are still waiting for the numbing gel to kick in he was starting to say things that really didn't make since but it was keeping us entertained. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383335103812743442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrVywTmmMRI/AAAAAAAABh8/u5SfmquS2Bk/s400/0909090307a_352969.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This is after they put the glue on his nurse said that if he was a good boy he could have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Popsicle&lt;/span&gt;. He has just started to like them so he was okay with that. He really wanted a green one but settled for the red one. He said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; there where two that he would share it with me. What a nice little boy.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383335627855256226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrVzOz0EWqI/AAAAAAAABiE/g-v2ZqbLKZ4/s400/0909090307b_288678.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Showing off his hurt chin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The big thing they said was to make sure that he doesn't pick at it. We got out of the ER in a record setting time think we where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt; by 3am and we got there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;at&lt;/span&gt; 1:45 so not to bad in hospital time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Later on the same Wednesday morning Cameron was acting up and was having a hard time going to sleep. I took Cameron into my room to try and put him down &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; Cameron's crying was not being handled well by Ryan. Ryan had done so good with leaving his chin a lone all day until I left the room for about 30min. I got Cameron to sleep and then came out to see half of the glue had been picked off his face. Great now what to do so I called his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;DR's&lt;/span&gt; and told them what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; wondering if I needed to take him in to get it re-glued. They said that it had been to long and they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; re-glue so to put a butterfly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;band aid&lt;/span&gt; over the part that he took off to pinch it back &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt;. This worked for about a day. The next day he got up and showed us he had messed with it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; and got even more off. The only good thing is that the deepest part of the cut was still glued &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt;. By this time his chin was starting to look really red so I took him into our DR. to make sure it wasn't getting infected. She said it looked okay and they told us in the hospital that we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; put &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt; over it. I told her I wish we could cover it so he would leave it a lone. The great thing is she said that we could. She put a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Donald&lt;/span&gt; duck band aid on it and he started to leave it alone.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383337716758516114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrV1IZlakZI/AAAAAAAABiM/QpjJhJN8oTw/s400/SDC10898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I decided to keep him home the rest of the week from school only two day's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; I didn't think that his teachers would want to watch him from messing with it. He didn't mind the missing school but he did mind the not being able to go to gymnastics with Grandma and the girls. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383338638122628642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrV1-B7vNiI/AAAAAAAABiU/6jkMEQNYV7w/s400/SDC10905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is what it looked like a couple of days ago&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad that it was just his chin I could have been a lot worse. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-7193432042964854990?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7193432042964854990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=7193432042964854990&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/7193432042964854990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/7193432042964854990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/ryans-virst-trip-to-er.html' title='Ryan&apos;s Virst Trip to the ER'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrR95NjTxcI/AAAAAAAABhU/4znIQOY2hfY/s72-c/090909_0150%5B00%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-8777977836702208459</id><published>2009-09-18T22:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T23:17:42.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Ryan has been up to</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrRwc4MmcEI/AAAAAAAABf8/qx1EiKaZIwg/s1600-h/082509_1223%5B00%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383051096038469698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrRwc4MmcEI/AAAAAAAABf8/qx1EiKaZIwg/s400/082509_1223%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Ryan waiting for the bus to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383051687743424754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrRw_UeDiPI/AAAAAAAABgE/jAKahdc7690/s400/0905091400b_304514.jpg" border="0" /&gt; He will hate us for this when he is older. Look at what his daddy has taught him. I thought that this wouldn't happen for a few more years but Ryan wants to be just like his daddy.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383052103584618018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrRxXhmUliI/AAAAAAAABgM/7AkEYomKGqw/s400/0905091400a_304045.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; The end so I guess it is now time to get off the pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383052368089709170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrRxm69P-nI/AAAAAAAABgU/HuwS7NwpIMA/s400/082909_1312%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Ryan sitting in the front seat in the truck on our way to Flagstaff. Cameron was crying and Ryan wasn't handling it very well so Blaine sat in the back and I drove so I wouldn't get car sick. You can tell he didn't mind switching spots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383053246255175218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrRyaCYNljI/AAAAAAAABgc/6MBaaAHvjvo/s400/0811091817b_282770.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ryan loves to go in his dad's "Big Tuck". Blaine has to drive to Tucson every Tuesday night and every once in a while Ryan will go with him. He prays to go in the big truck every night but usually only gets to go once a month. He loves to go and work the switch that makes the lift gate go up and down. This is my cool little dude on there way down to Tucson.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383053869372771842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrRy-TrBjgI/AAAAAAAABgk/5Q4dWdsmz5c/s400/0811091921a_254346.jpg" border="0" /&gt; It is part of there tradition to go to Mc Donald's and get a #10. Yes that is a 10 piece chicken nugget and yes he will eat the entire thing. This picture just looks like ahhhh I love my big truck.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383054498060117394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrRzi5txJZI/AAAAAAAABgs/n1qRl5lf1Pg/s400/0905091346b_333213.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This is Ryan's newest thing. Ryan loves to get in Cameron's crib and play with his cars. I think it is so funny because he hated his crib that is why he was in his twin size by 9 months old. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383055097846553250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrR0F0F_2qI/AAAAAAAABg0/-D4nODtWQ-8/s400/0905091346c_334658.jpg" border="0" /&gt; "Look mommy I still fit"&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383055871421895634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrR0y14u09I/AAAAAAAABg8/bh4rgyZQPY0/s400/0908091954b_349641.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Another perk of going with daddy ice cream at any hour of the night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383056656160905714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrR1ghRF2fI/AAAAAAAABhE/Fxz51hMZ60s/s400/SDC10903.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We took Ryan to As You Wish to make a birthday b-day present for Grandma Matthews. He did really good he kept thinking it was watercolor like they do at school so he kept putting his paint brush in the water. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383057758789663186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrR2gs4RedI/AAAAAAAABhM/cHBXlrpIEGo/s400/SDC10914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I love love love this picture. Ryan will not go anywhere near Cameron but I told him after we went and picked up the frame that he made that we needed to take a picture of him and Cameron so we can put it in the frame and give it to Grandma. The first one I took Ryan was sitting on the arm of the couch and he asked to see it after I took it. He wasn't smiling and I asked him if he looked happy and he said no. So like a good mom I bribed him with and ice cream cone and this is the best one that we got. I am so excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-8777977836702208459?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8777977836702208459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=8777977836702208459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/8777977836702208459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/8777977836702208459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-ryan-has-been-up-to.html' title='What Ryan has been up to'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrRwc4MmcEI/AAAAAAAABf8/qx1EiKaZIwg/s72-c/082509_1223%5B00%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-144917941357996374</id><published>2009-09-18T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T22:44:00.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Cameron has been up to</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrRj1h_tSHI/AAAAAAAABeM/wpV0RW8M3N4/s1600-h/081109_1310%5B00%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383037225924380786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrRj1h_tSHI/AAAAAAAABeM/wpV0RW8M3N4/s400/081109_1310%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Mr. Cameron he is now almost 5 1/2 months old. He is totally different then Ryan ever was as a baby. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383040040437630114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrRmZW39RKI/AAAAAAAABes/T2pTmibMYuU/s400/082709_1236%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cameron is very vocal and that is a good sign because Ryan was very quite unless he needed something. Cameron has started to like his little entertainment saucer and that makes his mommy very happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383037949207679266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrRkfob4kSI/AAAAAAAABeU/p1mVURp0_d8/s400/081109_1318%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Cameron is getting more and more mobile. He is rolling all over the place he is getting up on his knees but hasn't figured out that he has to be up on his hands at the same time yet. Thank goodness I don't think I am quite ready for him to be mobile yet although I don't think it will be to much longer.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383038663062173794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrRlJLwDuGI/AAAAAAAABec/5e-hzz6vSa8/s400/082509_1223%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Cameron is such a little trooper. Between being dragged around to Ryan's therapy appointments this is on while we are waiting for Ryan's bus to come and take him to school. Cameron likes his new stroller because he can see out and he can eat the straps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383039187221522866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrRlnsZYqbI/AAAAAAAABek/6TLcFFV57_A/s400/083009_0931%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Cameron got his outfit from Nana Bird. We took it to Flagstaff with us since I didn't think it would fit him when it got cool enough to where down here.(since it hit 104 today I think it will be a while) It is the cutest little outfit It has little bears on the knees and socks as you can see. It's a good thing that we let where it because it doesn't fit anymore. (Thanks Nana but think 12-18m size.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383040521131951618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrRm1VmahgI/AAAAAAAABe0/qwrvth8894E/s400/090109_2003%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;My happy fat baby.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383041024791542578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrRnSp4N-zI/AAAAAAAABe8/9mC2uNF7TOs/s400/0720092049b_306915.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is a very rare sight Ryan close to Cameron. Ryan doesn't like to be around Cameron very much so I was super excited when I saw him playing with Cameron's toy. I think that Ryan really just wanted to play with Cameron's new toy but oh well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383041514867013842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrRnvLjUONI/AAAAAAAABfE/kLgJSKx_KLA/s400/0826091652a_324261.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This is Cameron hanging around at Grandma Matthews house. I'm sure his dad hung in the same bouncer thing. My mother in law has all the good ol stuff but it still works so that's ok.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383041949837747490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrRoIf8a5SI/AAAAAAAABfM/Sy3y4DCbUC8/s400/Cam_20577.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Blaine's cell phone can do some pretty cute stuff. My dad got Cameron this bib and we where at church a few months ago and he took this picture and sent a text to my parents saying we thought that it was super cute.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383043246641073762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrRpT-6bTmI/AAAAAAAABfU/aeb34GKb2cA/s400/SDC10906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what Cameron looks like most of the time right now. He is cutting his top tooth so es that is tooth # 3 so Cameron has his good day's and bad days. (sorry papa Bird I still need to order a 12m duck shirt)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383044162665296034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrRqJTXnsKI/AAAAAAAABfc/SWaVZFdv0sk/s400/SDC10915.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I love this cute Fat Baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383047231966334402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrRs79aAzcI/AAAAAAAABfk/6jhUsk0lGeY/s400/SDC10917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cameron showing off his two very sharp teeth. Don't worry he should have another on to add to this one in about a week.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383048745669842306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrRuUEZDVYI/AAAAAAAABfs/jbXsUdLYomc/s400/SDC10920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr. Cameron has been not so easy to get started on solid foods. Ryan took to it right away Cameron not so much. As you can tell he loves his rice cereal. He knocked the bowl out of my hand after that he loved to play in it eat it not so much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383049590102013746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrRvFOJXtzI/AAAAAAAABf0/iPZyCQq0ACc/s400/SDC10919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is the look of I told you not to give it to me mom you totally deserve what you got. (Naughty fat baby)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-144917941357996374?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/144917941357996374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=144917941357996374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/144917941357996374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/144917941357996374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-cameron-has-been-up-to.html' title='What Cameron has been up to'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SrRj1h_tSHI/AAAAAAAABeM/wpV0RW8M3N4/s72-c/081109_1310%5B00%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-3967645276179982674</id><published>2009-09-05T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T14:36:42.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SqQofALC3hI/AAAAAAAABdM/2fGfwxn3lXA/s1600-h/SDC10847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378468368074595858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SqQofALC3hI/AAAAAAAABdM/2fGfwxn3lXA/s400/SDC10847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last night Blaine took Ryan down to the pool and I came a long after Cameron woke up from his evening nap. We got to the pool and Ryan was so excited to show us that he could reach the bottom of the pool all by himself. He has gotten so tall I can't believe it. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378468740220813922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SqQo0qhngmI/AAAAAAAABdU/kMhc4FeyH50/s400/SDC10848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron was so excited to get into the water he just thought it was a huge bathtub. Ryan also wasn't as afraid of the water as I have seen him before. He was jumping off the side into the water to Blaine. We all had a lot of fun and it was so nice becasue it was dark and we didn't have to worry about getting sun burned. Ryan saw me blow bubbles and go under the water and he asked me if he could do it.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378469224753343346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SqQpQ3jLK3I/AAAAAAAABdc/Ehn40kCOd-Y/s400/SDC10849.JPG" border="0" /&gt; So he did he was so excited to go under water he kept saying look at me it was so cute. By the time we got home and everyone got a shower we where all ready for bed. Cameron was over tired so it took him a little longer to go to sleep. If it makes them so tired I think we may have to start going swimming at night more often. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378469542286449058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SqQpjWc92aI/AAAAAAAABdk/uLKzT2iPlsY/s400/SDC10850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Look at that fat baby&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378470124849228930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SqQqFQqwbII/AAAAAAAABds/G_ZZ7VjA5JA/s400/SDC10851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My little fish&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378470746380751842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SqQqpcDa0-I/AAAAAAAABd0/D6Jt4BA0rtY/s400/SDC10852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cameron loved the pool&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378471296259620258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SqQrJcgwfaI/AAAAAAAABd8/3w5KrR5Y3sM/s400/SDC10853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ready to go home&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-3967645276179982674?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3967645276179982674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=3967645276179982674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/3967645276179982674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/3967645276179982674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/swimming.html' title='Swimming'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SqQofALC3hI/AAAAAAAABdM/2fGfwxn3lXA/s72-c/SDC10847.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-4861799955249928444</id><published>2009-09-01T23:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T00:00:16.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More wedding pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have so many pictures to post so here are a few more from our fun weekend.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376755538985864626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sp4SrOldzbI/AAAAAAAABcE/pLXz2gTGVhg/s400/SDC10782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cameron all pooped out and the night is just getting started.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376756101773346770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sp4TL_IdR9I/AAAAAAAABcM/hNwEXBcWqN4/s400/SDC10789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Cam decided to join the party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376756477519550146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sp4Th25VVsI/AAAAAAAABcU/wFV-UCIxiuk/s400/SDC10791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We went to Olive Garden because we hadn't eaten much that day so we snuck out for while. Ryan was getting tired at this point as you can tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376757492951638818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sp4Uc9rNYyI/AAAAAAAABcc/nXkRNXbcUoo/s400/SDC10792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love this picture&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376758366812446354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sp4VP1D3HpI/AAAAAAAABcs/mQiBGX8ab6Q/s400/SDC10801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kaylee with Cameron so cute&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376758901218462162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sp4Vu74LydI/AAAAAAAABc0/t8VffK_ptqI/s400/SDC10806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Buddy and Ryan testing the bubbles to make sure that they are good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376758030410830754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sp4U8P3d06I/AAAAAAAABck/Tr1SBjX2DEI/s400/SDC10795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Blaine and I finally got a picture togeather.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376759905283181426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sp4WpYT3i3I/AAAAAAAABc8/7t2vQpNBiaU/s400/Ryankaylee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ryan kissing the bride he loves Kaylee&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376760848670012658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sp4XgSs0NPI/AAAAAAAABdE/ju6-GK-Ak2A/s400/SDC10807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ryan saying bye to Kaylee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-4861799955249928444?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4861799955249928444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=4861799955249928444&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/4861799955249928444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/4861799955249928444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-wedding-pics.html' title='More wedding pics'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sp4SrOldzbI/AAAAAAAABcE/pLXz2gTGVhg/s72-c/SDC10782.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-4295738213609390016</id><published>2009-09-01T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T23:03:18.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaylee &amp; Ben's Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sp3X19TepzI/AAAAAAAABac/YbCLc3DkcfE/s1600-h/a-85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376690852139542322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sp3X19TepzI/AAAAAAAABac/YbCLc3DkcfE/s400/a-85.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This past weekend Blaine's niece got married and we where able to go up to Flagstaff for the reception. It was Blaine's crazy week at work with Clipper so we where not able to go to Snowflake on Friday for the actual wedding and we where pretty bummed about that however that would have presented problem on its own since we wouldn't of had anyone there to watch our kids and so we decided that after Blaine got done with Clipper on Saturday that we would drive up to Flagstaff. We got gone around 11:30 and that was night because we didn't think we would get gone till at least 12:30. We took our truck because we transported a kitchen table, chairs and an entertainment cabinet that where given to Ben and Kaylee. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376734412933452914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sp3_dh6EVHI/AAAAAAAABak/bDrqUBXWOhA/s400/SDC10780.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I was going to help decorate by making bows that my Sister in law Janna asked me to do. So I had Blaine drop me off at the Institute building so I cold start making them since it was about 3 in the afternoon and they where coming there at 5 to do pictures. Well things don't always happen the way that we think they will especially when it comes to a wedding as many of you know.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376734990722100530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sp3__KVnbTI/AAAAAAAABas/MsmZ-BDSgJc/s400/SDC10781.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We got there and nothing was ready and no one was there so I didn't know what to do. My other sister in law Ellen got there not long after I did and she and I went to work. Shortly after that my other sister in law and brother in law Jenny &amp;amp; Nate showed up to lend a hand. Janna ad to go and get ready for pictures since she is the mother of the bride we just took over and did what we could with what was there and the time we had to do it. The nice thing is everything turned out great even dealing with a 20 minuet rain storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376735468758906946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sp4Aa_KeOEI/AAAAAAAABa0/piD9UyEM65U/s400/SDC10772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Linda made a quilt for Kaylee and Ben out of the colors they used in there wedding it turned out so good we wanted to show it off and it worked out well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; we used it as filler and got to show it off so we killed two birds with one stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376736412062053282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sp4BR5Pd86I/AAAAAAAABa8/rTCOZU1WSlc/s400/SDC10784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The even better news was that we got it all done right before they needed to start taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376737319092473842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sp4CGsMXz_I/AAAAAAAABbE/ItmNlzglewY/s400/SDC10771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;As many of you know my mother in law makes wedding cakes. Yes she did Kaylee's and transported it up to Flagstaff talk about a nail &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;biting &lt;/span&gt;ride but everything worked out great and the cake made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376738190003409890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sp4C5YluE-I/AAAAAAAABbM/mqVVzuiiELY/s400/SDC10769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Janna helping get Kenny ready for pictures. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376745847299961890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sp4J3GPe9CI/AAAAAAAABb0/btDMM7SmVpI/s400/SDC10770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What a cute little man &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376740241669621106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sp4EwzpEBXI/AAAAAAAABbc/hL6AyJ_BDIk/s400/SDC10779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kenny and Ryan eating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;candy &lt;/span&gt;at the reception. Ryan was so excited to go up to Kenny's house it was so nice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; by the end of the night of running around like a crazy person made him very tired that night it was great. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376743940791616034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sp4IIH8eQiI/AAAAAAAABbk/PREnaAoHZEE/s400/SDC10776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ryan on his 400&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; time to go and get more cookies.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376744477600854978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sp4InXtxM8I/AAAAAAAABbs/2sCjUIKyje4/s400/SDC10786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All of the little nieces at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;reception Linda&lt;/span&gt; and Ellen made all the little girls dresses. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-4295738213609390016?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4295738213609390016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=4295738213609390016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/4295738213609390016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/4295738213609390016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/kaylee-bens-wedding.html' title='Kaylee &amp; Ben&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sp3X19TepzI/AAAAAAAABac/YbCLc3DkcfE/s72-c/a-85.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-4076763898651803670</id><published>2009-08-25T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T23:37:01.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What we have been up to</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SpTLqPg2QAI/AAAAAAAABYw/rt_BiLVGt_I/s1600-h/SDC10742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374144181939093506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SpTLqPg2QAI/AAAAAAAABYw/rt_BiLVGt_I/s400/SDC10742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some updated pictures that are a little late. Since I took Ryan to school on his first day I didn't get any cute pictures of him getting on the bus. This was the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; day of school and Ryan was happy to be ridding the bus again. The crazy thing is that Ryan's bus picks him up at 12:23 and is suppose to drop him off around 4:00. Well his first day of school he didn't get home till 4:50. 50 minuets late was a little restarted. I called transportation twice and I was nice the first time when they where only 15 minuets late but after being 50 minuets that is crazy. When his bus driver got here I said that the first day must be hard. She said that she was very sorry. They went to drop off a child and there mom wasn't home so they went and dropped off some other kids while transportation office kept trying to get a hold of the parent. STUPID IF YOU KID IS GOING TO BE HOME FROM SCHOOL AT 3:30 BE HOME OR HAVE SOMEONE THERE TO TAKE THEM OFF THE BUS SO OTHER KIDS AND CRAZY MOMS DON'T HAVE TO SUFFER!!!!! -K- done with that little rant but seriously you kid is gone for 3 hours be responsible. Ryan is the last kid to get dropped f in the afternoon and is usually only about 5 minuets late but with all the construction around here I am fine with it. Since Ryan has started afternoon school this year he comes home totally pooped out. Today he came home took off his shoes (no flip flops at school and he doesn't really like that) curled up in the rocking chair and said that he was ready to take a nap. I told him that I needed to go to Target before I took him to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Gma&lt;/span&gt; Matthews and he said no Target is closed and so is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Walmart we&lt;/span&gt; can't go. Poor kid but I convinced him that we needed to go and if he was good that I would take him to McDonald's and get him number 10. That is what he always wants when he goes to McDonald's to get his 10 piece chicken nuggets and he will eat them all on his own. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374149275312022498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SpTQStzlY-I/AAAAAAAABY4/iSliWeq5v2I/s400/SDC10740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Waiting for the bus to come.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374150062278969378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SpTRAhfICCI/AAAAAAAABZA/NsBBBOvRIPU/s400/SDC10741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ryan wanted to take a picture of Cameron. As you can see Cameron is thrilled to be outside in 112 can't you tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374151258854805218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SpTSGLFCTuI/AAAAAAAABZI/ZUVE8RpKHhQ/s400/SDC10747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We got a new stroller because next pay period we are upgrading to a new car seat for Cameron. He has outgrown his infant carrier. The stroller that my parents got us is one that the infant carrier sits on with no seat. So I found a lightweight stroller and Ryan went and got his hammer to help put everything together. Notice that he is not wearing a shirt such a typical boy.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374153898808813698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SpTUf1rHqII/AAAAAAAABZQ/Z10CLWq8jDA/s400/SDC10750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ryan telling daddy how to but it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt;. "Your doing it wrong daddy no like this...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374154648846545010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SpTVLfyDMHI/AAAAAAAABZY/MBM9xpBOCf4/s400/SDC10744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I am hot and tired LEAVE ME ALONE&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374155468218627714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SpTV7MLk9oI/AAAAAAAABZg/AtbQrHFDyJQ/s400/SDC10751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;All &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tuckered&lt;/span&gt; out after a long day of playing, crying, cutting teeth, rolling over and being scared by his big brother.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374156101489835218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SpTWgDTMvNI/AAAAAAAABZo/BG1Hxf5qBFM/s400/SDC10752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What??????&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374156567692156834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SpTW7MCfn6I/AAAAAAAABZw/uRueQsXEo2g/s400/SDC10763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our 1st time eating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;banana&lt;/span&gt; he did pretty good we are still working on the baby food. This was only the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; time so I guess I have to give him a break. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374157008740073794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SpTXU3EgwUI/AAAAAAAABZ4/AyKLVpDN6BY/s400/SDC10764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan gets to go to Gymnastics every Thursday night with three of his cousins and Grandma Matthews. This is one of the things they do is head stands. He was so proud of himself today when I did it all by him self.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-4076763898651803670?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4076763898651803670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=4076763898651803670&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/4076763898651803670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/4076763898651803670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-we-have-been-up-to.html' title='What we have been up to'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SpTLqPg2QAI/AAAAAAAABYw/rt_BiLVGt_I/s72-c/SDC10742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-751010849124080506</id><published>2009-08-14T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T12:26:19.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Pics of Cameron</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been so bad about blogging lately I am sorry life has been a little crazy here in the Matthews home. Cameron has been cutting teeth for the past few weeks now and he is really having a lot harder of a time with it than Ryan did. He is 4 1/2 months old and we have our two bottom front teeth.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SoW1_i6sJHI/AAAAAAAABXw/fqdftlaSlF4/s1600-h/SDC10712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SoW1_i6sJHI/AAAAAAAABXw/fqdftlaSlF4/s400/SDC10712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369898234018538610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cameron puts anything that he can into his mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/So2dbIB0hkI/AAAAAAAABX4/a_XAYTmb-FE/s1600-h/SDC10717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/So2dbIB0hkI/AAAAAAAABX4/a_XAYTmb-FE/s400/SDC10717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372123019860018754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My chubby happy baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/So2d4tR8L5I/AAAAAAAABYA/tmxFePkEkS8/s1600-h/SDC10719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/So2d4tR8L5I/AAAAAAAABYA/tmxFePkEkS8/s400/SDC10719.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372123528075947922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm gonna eat you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;You can't tell in this picture but he is trying to show you his two bottom teeth.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/So2eY3mGApI/AAAAAAAABYI/OWoFQF0PgMI/s1600-h/SDC10724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/So2eY3mGApI/AAAAAAAABYI/OWoFQF0PgMI/s400/SDC10724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372124080600646290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a okay I will smile mommy leave me alone face.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/So2e81JAjvI/AAAAAAAABYQ/DgcAn7niDAk/s1600-h/SDC10725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/So2e81JAjvI/AAAAAAAABYQ/DgcAn7niDAk/s400/SDC10725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372124698417073906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting ready for his first taste of cereal not in a bottle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/So2fmoyxA2I/AAAAAAAABYY/nleMBM9TyZI/s1600-h/SDC10726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/So2fmoyxA2I/AAAAAAAABYY/nleMBM9TyZI/s400/SDC10726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372125416657060706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found out that he would rather have his cereal in his bottle starting fruit next week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/So2gIGo407I/AAAAAAAABYg/wUZmv_ErLzY/s1600-h/SDC10728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/So2gIGo407I/AAAAAAAABYg/wUZmv_ErLzY/s400/SDC10728.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372125991604376498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He would rather eat the washcloth anyway&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/So2gqnm7R3I/AAAAAAAABYo/aqk3nIqBpr4/s1600-h/SDC10732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/So2gqnm7R3I/AAAAAAAABYo/aqk3nIqBpr4/s400/SDC10732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372126584570070898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cameron loves to play in his saucer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got it one upon a child one of our favorite places to shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-751010849124080506?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/751010849124080506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=751010849124080506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/751010849124080506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/751010849124080506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/some-pics-of-cameron.html' title='Some Pics of Cameron'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SoW1_i6sJHI/AAAAAAAABXw/fqdftlaSlF4/s72-c/SDC10712.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-7117554791535250138</id><published>2009-08-13T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T15:04:01.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Day of School</title><content type='html'>Today was Ryan's first day of school. This morning Ryan was really excited to go to school I started talking to him about it yesterday telling him that he was going to school. He got up and asked for eggs and that shocked me becasue he use to like eggs but stopped so I was excited and he helped me make his breakfast.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SoSIqotm_dI/AAAAAAAABWw/wLF4ViTvw2M/s1600-h/SDC10733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SoSIqotm_dI/AAAAAAAABWw/wLF4ViTvw2M/s400/SDC10733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369566921797074386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He wanted two eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SoSJNBlpH0I/AAAAAAAABW4/YT6K_qQB_hs/s1600-h/SDC10734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SoSJNBlpH0I/AAAAAAAABW4/YT6K_qQB_hs/s400/SDC10734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369567512590098242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What a good little helper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SoSJw3OCH0I/AAAAAAAABXA/qC8nnrgGlAw/s1600-h/SDC10735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SoSJw3OCH0I/AAAAAAAABXA/qC8nnrgGlAw/s400/SDC10735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369568128282009410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The little stinker only ate two bites. I guess its better than nothing right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SoSKQgg9YvI/AAAAAAAABXI/OBalBnAWhn0/s1600-h/SDC10737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SoSKQgg9YvI/AAAAAAAABXI/OBalBnAWhn0/s400/SDC10737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369568671943189234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryan was so excited to go to school he was ready to go by 11:00 he didn't need to be there until 12:45 so I thought since it was a special day that we would go to lunch to McDonald's and get him his #10. Yes he eats all 10 chicken nuggets. I decided that I was going to take him for his first day since we didn't get a chance to meet his new teacher.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SoSLgVysc6I/AAAAAAAABXQ/ZmClZwFDj6Q/s1600-h/SDC10738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SoSLgVysc6I/AAAAAAAABXQ/ZmClZwFDj6Q/s400/SDC10738.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369570043454321570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ryan is still going to EMECECE this year I think it will be his last year there and then they will figure out where he will go to kindergarden next year. I am not going to think that far yet becasue that is to crazy to think mny kid will be going to a big kid school. Anyway Ryan did really good and was excited to go to school even when we got there I thought he would start crying but no he stayed pretty happy.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SoSLzkCL9xI/AAAAAAAABXY/KPY10wbTYD0/s1600-h/081309_1251%5B00%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SoSLzkCL9xI/AAAAAAAABXY/KPY10wbTYD0/s400/081309_1251%5B00%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369570373694912274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got Cameron out of the car and ran up to find his class becasue we where a couple of minuets late. We found his new teacher Ms.Mary and she seems really nice. Ryan kept telling me "mommy stay here" I said I could only stay for a little while. In Ryan's classroom they have the teacher and two aids and I new his teacher from last year and one of the aid's wansn't going to be there I was just hoping that Ms. Irene was still going to be there. At first I wasn't sure becasue I didn't see her the Speech teacher was there but dealing with another little boyt that moved up from the morning class with Ryan who wasn't handling things well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SoSNDrDXKEI/AAAAAAAABXg/y5Kiu9hPH58/s1600-h/081309_1257%5B00%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SoSNDrDXKEI/AAAAAAAABXg/y5Kiu9hPH58/s400/081309_1257%5B00%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369571749968422978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I told him to say cheese and this is what I got&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;So I was trying to figure out how I was going to get out of there and him not trow a fit. Then Ms. Irene came over I was so happy to see her and she was really happy to see Ryan. Ryan tried to grab on to me but he did giver her a hug and she took his hand and I told him I would see him when the bus brought him home. He said okay and never started to cry just had his sad face on. He didn't let go of Ms. Irene the entire time.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SoSNf1J8AKI/AAAAAAAABXo/3kShN4yDgU8/s1600-h/081309_1257%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SoSNf1J8AKI/AAAAAAAABXo/3kShN4yDgU8/s400/081309_1257%5B01%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369572233716695202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hopefully I will have a better picture after school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-7117554791535250138?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7117554791535250138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=7117554791535250138&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/7117554791535250138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/7117554791535250138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/1st-day-of-school.html' title='1st Day of School'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SoSIqotm_dI/AAAAAAAABWw/wLF4ViTvw2M/s72-c/SDC10733.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-2258486973315397830</id><published>2009-07-27T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T10:18:47.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cameron is 4 months old today</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that it has already been 4 months since we have had our chunky little Cameron. In some ways it seems like he has been here forever with us in other ways it seems like we haven't ever been without him. He is having a little bit of a hard day today. He has had an ear infection and is on meds for that and then Blaine took him in today for his 4 month well visit.&lt;br /&gt;Here are the Stats&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 17 pounds 14 oz&lt;br /&gt;Length : 27.5" long&lt;br /&gt;He is off the charts for his length and in the 98% for his weight.&lt;br /&gt;The Doctor said that he is the size of an average 8 month old.&lt;br /&gt;Not only did he get shots the ear infection but his two bottom teeth are about to break through and he is not happy at all.&lt;br /&gt;I will post more later just wanted to update you all on my huge fat baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-2258486973315397830?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2258486973315397830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=2258486973315397830&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/2258486973315397830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/2258486973315397830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/cameron-is-4-months-old-today.html' title='Cameron is 4 months old today'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-1407249920352886863</id><published>2009-07-21T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T22:10:52.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took some cute pictures of my boys last night and this morning that I love. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361145380019376914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SmadUY1IExI/AAAAAAAABVg/J4JHbMzRQTk/s400/SDC10611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ryan is a monster he looks scary doesn't he. How could you not love this kid.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361146062308419202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Smad8GjgpoI/AAAAAAAABVo/9wRBmSEXUO4/s400/SDC10615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was so funny this morning Cam got up at 6:00 to eat.He ate a couple of ounces and then fell asleep. I was so tired from the lovely thunder I just laid Cam next to me and gave him his bottle. I got up around 7:30 to take a shower and I rolled out of the two inches of room that I had and saw this. I had to get a picture because they where both out. I knew I only had one chance to get it because I knew the flash would wake up Blaine. I was so happy when it came out. It is so cute they sleep the same way. Blaine and his mini me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-1407249920352886863?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1407249920352886863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=1407249920352886863&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/1407249920352886863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/1407249920352886863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-boys_21.html' title='My Boys'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SmadUY1IExI/AAAAAAAABVg/J4JHbMzRQTk/s72-c/SDC10611.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-294899373920609426</id><published>2009-07-17T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T21:48:40.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SmDrYzmJE6I/AAAAAAAABVI/s2giQNVuOnw/s1600-h/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SmDrYzmJE6I/AAAAAAAABVI/s2giQNVuOnw/s400/Picnik+collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359542367970464674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took these pictures this morning of the boys to send to my dad because I know he has had a tuff week. I can't believe how big my babies are getting. Ryan has gymnastics on Thursday nights with some of his cousins and Grandma Matthews so Blaine and I have been trying when I don't have to teach to go out and do something even though we have to take little Cameron with us. Last night we went out to dinner at 4:30 then went over to Joann's to look at some pillows that I want to make for our living room. On our way home Blaine drove us to the cemetery to Emily's grave. We haven't been there since January. I know that's bad but towards the last part of my pregnancy I was so miserable and then after Cameron was born we have had a lot happen. I know it's no excuse especially since she is so close. WE finally made it out there and the flowers we put their in January still look great and bright I am going to get some new ones on Monday when I am at work. We where both so excited because her spot is now covered in green thick grass.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SmFTrzLgFOI/AAAAAAAABVY/BALW26YeTPI/s1600-h/0716091812a_464205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SmFTrzLgFOI/AAAAAAAABVY/BALW26YeTPI/s400/0716091812a_464205.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359657043485529314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been putting seed down for a while now so we where really excited. I hope to have some pictures soon. Life is getting pretty back to normal. I have started working on Monday's at Ribbons and Lace in Chandler its a lot of fun. My Grandparents get the boys on Monday's so they have fun as well. I am still teaching my hair bow classes in Mesa as well so we are staying pretty busy. Hope to have some more fun pictures soon.  27 days till Ryan starts school not that I am counting or anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-294899373920609426?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/294899373920609426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=294899373920609426&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/294899373920609426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/294899373920609426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-boys.html' title='My Boys'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SmDrYzmJE6I/AAAAAAAABVI/s2giQNVuOnw/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-3476828047977792733</id><published>2009-07-10T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T23:07:51.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our 4th of July</title><content type='html'>We had a pretty laid back forth this year. It was Clipper weekend for Blaine and they had some problems with getting the product here in time to verify so Blaine and I went into his office on Saturday morning to finish things up and get them ready for Monday. After working in the warehouse for a while we where pretty hot when we got home so we just tried to cool down before we headed out for a night of fun.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlgcXINKyeI/AAAAAAAABTM/Rsdb6_XyTOU/s1600-h/SDC10589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlgcXINKyeI/AAAAAAAABTM/Rsdb6_XyTOU/s400/SDC10589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357062940422490594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time this has happened. Ryan isn't a real big fan of Cameron and will never sit with anyone who is holding Cameron so I was lucky that he came and sat with me for a few minuets then I think he realized that I was also holding Cam and so he got down. Another good new moment when it comes to Ryan and Cameron if Ryan can't see Cam in the room he asks where he is and if he is in his crib sleeping a lot of times Ryan will go and check on him, and the other day Ryan actually touched Cameron's foot and said it was little. That was a huge thing for him since he freaks out anytime Cameron touches him.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlgddWvNaVI/AAAAAAAABTU/KEB5OG4ReoE/s1600-h/SDC10584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlgddWvNaVI/AAAAAAAABTU/KEB5OG4ReoE/s400/SDC10584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357064146914208082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cameron at Gma &amp;amp; Gpa Birds house on the 4th of July&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlgeEryh-bI/AAAAAAAABTc/xiQM2_EqKig/s1600-h/SDC10585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlgeEryh-bI/AAAAAAAABTc/xiQM2_EqKig/s400/SDC10585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357064822580181426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at those cheeks don't you just want to eat them&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlgedDeO3-I/AAAAAAAABTk/zlDHOxtMPDo/s1600-h/SDC10590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlgedDeO3-I/AAAAAAAABTk/zlDHOxtMPDo/s400/SDC10590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357065241254354914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cameron has rolled over but then he realizes that he is on his tummy and he hates tummy time. That's funny because when Ryan was this age he would only sleep on his tummy. (ya ya I know they aren't suppose to) So now Cam just likes to get everything over but that last arm and chew on his fingers.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Slgr2f1tKLI/AAAAAAAABUk/WoM_I6JkNVI/s1600-h/070409_1929%5B00%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Slgr2f1tKLI/AAAAAAAABUk/WoM_I6JkNVI/s400/070409_1929%5B00%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357079972016892082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waiting inside for the fireworks to start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlgfOJn-xRI/AAAAAAAABTs/wLqSYXwdZFw/s1600-h/SDC10591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlgfOJn-xRI/AAAAAAAABTs/wLqSYXwdZFw/s400/SDC10591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357066084719445266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes he can fit his entire fist in his mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4th of July at the Young's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlgfjOoq0mI/AAAAAAAABT0/UnGtCXIr7Y4/s1600-h/SDC10592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlgfjOoq0mI/AAAAAAAABT0/UnGtCXIr7Y4/s400/SDC10592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357066446841762402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They still only mostly have girl toys as you can see but as long as it has wheels Ryan doesn't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlghSNzck3I/AAAAAAAABT8/DGJ89gPhR7M/s1600-h/SDC10594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlghSNzck3I/AAAAAAAABT8/DGJ89gPhR7M/s400/SDC10594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357068353584010098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watching the fireworks from the top of the slide in there back yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlghmLUT_GI/AAAAAAAABUE/iNkoYE1dJ3Q/s1600-h/SDC10595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlghmLUT_GI/AAAAAAAABUE/iNkoYE1dJ3Q/s400/SDC10595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357068696513936482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryan was in the pool from about 4 in the afternoon till 10:00 at night you can tell he is starting to get a little tired.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlgiKW977_I/AAAAAAAABUM/2MQin17HotI/s1600-h/SDC10596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlgiKW977_I/AAAAAAAABUM/2MQin17HotI/s400/SDC10596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357069318116601842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryan and Kaylee throwing the glow necklaces into the pool. They where board with the fireworks after five minuets.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Slgiz6uwjRI/AAAAAAAABUU/PiGtppIM188/s1600-h/SDC10597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Slgiz6uwjRI/AAAAAAAABUU/PiGtppIM188/s400/SDC10597.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357070032091254034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ready to go home and go to bed&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlgrqxUPPPI/AAAAAAAABUc/6dPoIdQzU7Y/s1600-h/SDC10599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlgrqxUPPPI/AAAAAAAABUc/6dPoIdQzU7Y/s400/SDC10599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357079770549927154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-3476828047977792733?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3476828047977792733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=3476828047977792733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/3476828047977792733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/3476828047977792733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-4th-of-july.html' title='Our 4th of July'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlgcXINKyeI/AAAAAAAABTM/Rsdb6_XyTOU/s72-c/SDC10589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-4954045200471025728</id><published>2009-07-10T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T21:55:59.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update It's Been A While</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlfEdhiEA4I/AAAAAAAABSE/ZpFM7EObdVo/s1600-h/0706091857a_154570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlfEdhiEA4I/AAAAAAAABSE/ZpFM7EObdVo/s400/0706091857a_154570.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356966293276984194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cameron at 3 months old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sorry it has been so long since I have update. Life in our house got a little crazy but we are finally starting to slow down at least for us. We have finally got everything unpacked and put away in our new place. Cameron is doing much better from his hospital stay. It took him about two weeks to get back to normal. Ryan is doing great he is still going to therapy twice a week. Speech and OT we are trying to get him into Food Therapy as well but we will see if we can get that approved. Blaine has been staying pretty busy at work.(thank goodness) I feel like I am forgetting a lot but I guess I can update more later.  So I guess I will just add a bunch of new pictures.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlfEs2GOfMI/AAAAAAAABSM/u2eWeBFWqa0/s1600-h/0613091751b_11418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 176px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlfEs2GOfMI/AAAAAAAABSM/u2eWeBFWqa0/s400/0613091751b_11418.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356966556495412418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ryan and Mommy Fishing On Our Camping Trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mommy Ryan and Cameron day at Chandler mall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;We went to Chandler mall a a few months ago to get out of the heat and to let Ryan play at there play area(which is not a good one by the way it's way to small) I have been trying to get Ryan to go into Build A Bear for a while and he just would not do it he was to scared. For some reason this day he decided that he wanted to go in and he picked out a turtle to make.  I think the big thing was that he wanted to "wash" the turtle .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlgXbD4zz_I/AAAAAAAABSU/EjCQx8igNSE/s1600-h/052909_1421%5B00%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlgXbD4zz_I/AAAAAAAABSU/EjCQx8igNSE/s400/052909_1421%5B00%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357057510424694770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;He walked around the store for about 25 minuets for him to pick out an outfit. He found a Fishing outfit that came with a fish on the pole and everything. I was just getting ready to go pay when he said "woe woe woe mommy wait just a minuet so I stopped and he went and got this shirt thing that I couldn't tell what it was and very proudly walked over to me and sai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;d this one look it's papa bird. He found a Harley Davidson shirt for his turtle. It was so dang cute. My dad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;has a Harley and when he comes a lot of time he brings Ryan Harley shirts and Ryan loves them. It was so cute not only was his turtle wearing Papa's shirt he also named his turtle Ryan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlgXj88JWhI/AAAAAAAABSc/gUNE5koFBWw/s1600-h/052909_1424%5B00%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlgXj88JWhI/AAAAAAAABSc/gUNE5koFBWw/s400/052909_1424%5B00%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357057663178463762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlgXsNvebLI/AAAAAAAABSk/4nXRqnQBfCA/s1600-h/052909_1442%5B00%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlgXsNvebLI/AAAAAAAABSk/4nXRqnQBfCA/s400/052909_1442%5B00%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357057805127675058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ryan ready to go home with his new turtle.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlgX-tOGjmI/AAAAAAAABSs/BOy-iMgY4e4/s1600-h/060709_1203%5B00%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlgX-tOGjmI/AAAAAAAABSs/BOy-iMgY4e4/s400/060709_1203%5B00%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357058122815278690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mr. Cool on our way to church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute Pictures of Mr. Cameron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlgZLC42s5I/AAAAAAAABS8/w8pMRybp6X8/s1600-h/SDC10575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlgZLC42s5I/AAAAAAAABS8/w8pMRybp6X8/s400/SDC10575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357059434301797266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cameron found his tongue and he loves to stick it out.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Slga4o-WcWI/AAAAAAAABTE/xHB38a7t0cU/s1600-h/SDC10576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Slga4o-WcWI/AAAAAAAABTE/xHB38a7t0cU/s400/SDC10576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357061317131137378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at how good he is holding up his head. You can see the drool mark on his shirt yes we are 3months old and teething oh the joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-4954045200471025728?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4954045200471025728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=4954045200471025728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/4954045200471025728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/4954045200471025728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/update-its-been-while.html' title='Update It&apos;s Been A While'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SlfEdhiEA4I/AAAAAAAABSE/ZpFM7EObdVo/s72-c/0706091857a_154570.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-3285854901253017166</id><published>2009-06-26T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T11:11:18.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr Visits &amp; Moving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today we took Ryan in for his 4 well visit. He did really good even though he got 4 shots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryan's Stats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weight: 41.4 pounds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Height : 42.25"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351700355417513410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SkUPHmT-HcI/AAAAAAAABR8/CKfZRj9n0TY/s400/SDC10494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes he is a big kid. Cameron was suppose to get the rest of his two month shots but we have decided to wait a couple more weeks to let him continue to get better from his hospital stay last week. Cameron does weigh a nice 16 pounds 1 ounce. He will be three months old tomorrow. He is getting to the fun stage he is smiling and cooing ad that is new for us because Ryan was such a quite baby it is a lot of fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the Moving Front&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes we have moved and yes it is a couple months earlier that we had planned on. Like everyone else it seems like in the world we are having money problem. Blaine's part time job has dried up making money very tight. To add on top of that we had our baby Cameron and then last week having Cameron in hospital has put a lot of pressure on us. We have moved into an apartment and oddly enough it is the same complex that we lived in when we first got married. We only moved a block away if that from where we where living. Yes it is i a different ward however we are staying in the ward that we are in for many reasons. The biggest one being Ryan. We have finally got him to go to primary and not cry the entire time. The other thing is that the ward that we should be in is in the same building and that would totally throw Ryan off to go to the same church and see all different people. He knows that he should see Papa and Grandma and all of his friends when he goes to church. We are hoping in the next year that we could find a house to rent in that ward because we really feel like this is the place for us to be right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes it has been a crazy month. Went camping a couple of weekends ago, Moving and cleaning the old place (I HATE MOVING) then to top it all off Cameron being in the hospital for a couple of days CRAZY. Lets hope that July is a little less eventful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-3285854901253017166?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3285854901253017166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=3285854901253017166&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/3285854901253017166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/3285854901253017166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/dr-visits-moving.html' title='Dr Visits &amp; Moving'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SkUPHmT-HcI/AAAAAAAABR8/CKfZRj9n0TY/s72-c/SDC10494.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-4804678497990917574</id><published>2009-06-20T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T20:05:56.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cameron in the Hospital</title><content type='html'>Pics of Cameron in the hospital they are kind of in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sj2f40wx_LI/AAAAAAAABQw/jQjq6UX3tOg/s1600-h/061809_1045%5B00%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349607730970754226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sj2f40wx_LI/AAAAAAAABQw/jQjq6UX3tOg/s400/061809_1045%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I promised pictures of Cameron in the hospital. So here is the story. Tuesday night I went to pick up Cameron from my in laws house and noticed that he was a little stuffy but didn't think anything of it. Wednesday he was even more stuffy and wasn't happy. He didn't really sleep the night before he slept a few minuets in his swing. We got him some stuff you plug into the wall to help him breath. It didn't really work because he ended up back in his swing to sleep. I posted about Cameron being sic on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; and my step mom who is an RN in the ER told me to watch for a fever. Up to this point he still had no fever. Thursday morning at 4am Cameron woke up not very happy and I took his temp under his arm and it was 100.8 so I told Blaine that we needed to take him in. So we got Ryan up and took him to Blaine's parents house.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349611592335466274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sj2jZld3nyI/AAAAAAAABR0/U62nftsQUB8/s400/SDC10559.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Then it was off to Banner Desert Children's hospital. We got in and didn't even have to wait 5 minuets before they called us back. They took Cameron" temp in his little bum and it was 102.2. They said that they were going to do a full work up on him. After a chest X-Ray, blood work, a catheter, nose suction, and an IV we just hurried sat and waited for results.&lt;br /&gt;After a few minuets they moved us to our own room in the ER and that was really nice because we could close the door and it was a little quieter. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349607878906981954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sj2gBb3hrkI/AAAAAAAABQ4/ANfp6udRFOc/s400/061809_0657%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dr came in and talked to us and said that he has a cold and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;UTI&lt;/span&gt;.(Urinary Tack Infection). He said that it is very common in children who are not circumcised. But Cameron is circumcised so he said that most likely the way that he got it was once when he had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;poopie&lt;/span&gt; diaper and blew out his drawers he got some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;poopie&lt;/span&gt; on his little pee pee and the bacteria traveled up the urethra and caused an infection. He said that because it is so uncommon and he is so little that they where going to keep him for at least 48 hours and give him some strong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; to make sure that it didn't turn into a kidney infection. He said that there was no way to stop the infection. Even if you change a stinky diaper as soon as he dose it he could still get the infection. He gave him a steroid because he vocal cords where swollen from his cold making it hard for him to breath. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349609654958750834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sj2ho0LQ_HI/AAAAAAAABRQ/n3IjwrqoL44/s400/SDC10562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally got a bed around 3 that afternoon and then the fun started. They gave him the rest of his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; and tried to make him as comfortable as possible. The nurses and Doctors where great. Te nice thing is we had our own room so I was able to stay with him all the time. The bad thing is Cameron couldn't of waited till this fall when the new building was built because there was no Internet access but they said when the new building is built that they would have it then. Wasn't doing me any good. Cameron wanted to be help a lot and kept hitting himself in the face and with his IV so they put a little sock over the IV so he would stop scratching himself. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349610169440825874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sj2iGwxWchI/AAAAAAAABRY/pzkTBWiUWLM/s400/SDC10563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;He was such a little trooper. After we got into our room Blaine went to work for a while since there was nothing that he could do at the hospital. After work Blaine and his dad came to the hospital to give Cameron a blessing. Gary anointed and Blaine gave him a wonderful blessing. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349609003100822226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sj2hC30OWtI/AAAAAAAABRI/AkeGjQ2Eys8/s400/SDC10560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Cameron did pretty good that night with sleeping I think the Drugs helped. The next morning our DR came in and said that he was very impressed that he didn't have a fever all night and that all of his blood work came back normal. No flu (including Swine Flu) and nothing else seemed to be wrong. We where just waiting on his urine culture to come back. He said that as long as they didn't grow anything that there was a very small possibility we could go home that night. I wasn't getting my hopes up.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349610580912558674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sj2ietn20lI/AAAAAAAABRg/6qeykx8ROOY/s400/061909_1325%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Until heard from the Doctor I was holding everything together as long as there where people around but that night was a hard night for me. Blaine and I where talking on the way home saying that the way our luck has been the past couple of years we where both waiting for the other shoe to drop. Neither one of us said anything while we where in the hospital but we kept waiting for them to come back with something really really bad. Thank goodness that didn't happen. I am so thankful for all the prayers and for all the support that we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; during this hard time. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349608503714481442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sj2glzdPhSI/AAAAAAAABRA/pcpgluL1Xww/s400/SDC10561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to report that later that afternoon the Doctor called our room and said that we could go home. I was so happy I started crying. He was shocked at how fast he turned &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;around for&lt;/span&gt; having such a high &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;fever&lt;/span&gt; and being so sick to being just a little sick. I know that it was the power of the priesthood and all of the prayers that where in Cameron's behalf. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349610893420462466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sj2iw5zjAYI/AAAAAAAABRs/YYiSbpxvCXE/s400/061909_1118%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron ha a really pretty good night last night. He is eating like crazy since he hasn't eaten much the past few days. He did gain a pound in the hospital but I am sure that is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; of all the fluid they gave him. He is still not 100% but he is smiling and talking again. He is very happy to have his hands back &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; he loves to suck on them and study them. Thank you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; for all of your support.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-4804678497990917574?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4804678497990917574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=4804678497990917574&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/4804678497990917574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/4804678497990917574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/cameron-in-hospital.html' title='Cameron in the Hospital'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sj2f40wx_LI/AAAAAAAABQw/jQjq6UX3tOg/s72-c/061809_1045%5B00%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-5270368373313090305</id><published>2009-06-19T17:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T17:06:51.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We are home</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to let everyone know that we are home and very tired. More to come later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-5270368373313090305?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5270368373313090305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=5270368373313090305&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/5270368373313090305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/5270368373313090305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-are-home.html' title='We are home'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-1519899110039775250</id><published>2009-06-18T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T19:20:44.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Will It Ever End?</title><content type='html'>Short version for now on my way back to the hospital. Cameron was admitted to Banner Desert Children's Hospital this morning for having a fever and being congested for the past couple of days. My step mom told me is he its 100 to take him in. At 4 this morning I took his temp under his arm and it was 100 so we went to the ER. When we got there we didn't even wait 5 min before we where in the back. They took his temp in him little bum and it was 102.2. After having a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;catheter&lt;/span&gt;, Blood work, nose suctioned and an IV we now have our own room and will be there till at least Saturday morning. We also found out he has a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;UTI&lt;/span&gt; that is very rare in his age of kids. WE will update more later I came home to take a shower and now I am on my way back. They don't have Internet that I have found yet so will update later. Please keep him in your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-1519899110039775250?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1519899110039775250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=1519899110039775250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/1519899110039775250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/1519899110039775250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/will-it-ever-end.html' title='Will It Ever End?'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-8156492057154361147</id><published>2009-06-16T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T15:13:33.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping June 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SjgHpu5AitI/AAAAAAAABPg/h_mtTwCgV3M/s1600-h/SDC10473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348032971045636818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SjgHpu5AitI/AAAAAAAABPg/h_mtTwCgV3M/s400/SDC10473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last weekend we went camping. It was nice to get out of the heat and relax even if it was just over night. Usually when we go camping we come home Sunday morning ish. My choir had to sing on Sunday so we came home after dinner on Saturday so we didn't have to get up at5 am Sunday to come home. I wasn't going to go I was going to stay home and finish things up that we are doing here.(more on that to come a little later) Blaine convinced me I needed a break and to come so I went. This was Cameron's first camping trip and his first time out of town and he did really good. We went to Gary's shop to get something and Ryan saw Gary hooking up the trailer. Ryan went up to Blaine and asked him for his seat so he could put it in papa's truck. The last time they went camping was right after Cameron was born so I didn't go and Blaine and Ryan drove up with Gary and Ryan thought it was the greatest thing ever. This time Ryan wanted to stay in Papa's truck so we let him ride up with Gary. We set up his DVD player and he didn't turn it on the entire way to the campground. When we go camping we always take papa's trailer it has two bunk beds a queen pull out plus the couch and the table that turns into beds. I think it says that it can sleep 9 but that would be a little tight. Cris sleeps in the back of his truck because it has a cover on it. And Gary sleeps in the back of his truck it has a very nice padded carpet kit and he sets up his DVD player and can watch whatever he wants. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348034592799047714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SjgJIIZJwCI/AAAAAAAABPw/EZlOqtvqbRA/s400/SDC10501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me Blaine and the kids sleep in the trailer usually along with Danny and Nate and Jenny when they come. This trip was a smaller group. Our little family went plus Gary, Danny and Cris. Also Blaine's Uncle Allen and his cousin Keith came so we had a lot of fun. Yep I was the only girl. Until Jenny came into the picture that was about normal for me to be the only girl but it's fun.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348035446126600162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SjgJ5zSS3-I/AAAAAAAABP4/jhgesGikzX0/s400/SDC10481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We camp up on the Indian reservation above Show Low. We usually camp Horseshoe CienegaLake/Campground this time it was so crowded we decided to camp at A-1 Lake. It is about 5 miles before the turn off for Sunrise Ski Resort. It is a lot of fun. Friday night we get up there set up camp and usually we drive back into Show Low for dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348033732886774098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SjgIWE-FwVI/AAAAAAAABPo/qv_Q4Zh1jjw/s400/SDC10475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ryan on our way back into town for dinner.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a little colder than the weather people said it was going to be and a little windy so Saturday morning I decided to stay in the trailer with Cameron till it warmed up a little. So Blaine and Ryan went down to the lake to do some fishing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348039954505769746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SjgOAOTpoxI/AAAAAAAABQA/_mmotvhC0yA/s400/SDC10487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately Blaine didn't catch anything that morning although everyone else did. It probably doesn't help when you son is throwing rocks right in front of you. They came back to camp and we made lunch and then the little boys took a nap so papa stayed behind so Blaine and I could go and fish. We went over to Bog Tank and thought that we would do good since Ryan wasn't with us. Nope we could see the fish jumping in front of us but none of them wanted to be caught. After a while with no luck we went back to camp to see if our kids where awake and hung around for a while then at 5ish we took the kids back down to the lake for one more try. Cameron fell asleep so we just left him in the truck(it was right behind us so we could hear him if he woke up.) I caught a little one but it was one so I was happy that I wasn't going to get skunked. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348047499434562914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SjgU3ZW2lWI/AAAAAAAABQQ/bfouoctSdY4/s400/SDC10525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348040704901905634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SjgOr5wB_OI/AAAAAAAABQI/7YPLl6GsAHw/s400/SDC10489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;My Cute little Cameron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt bad for Blaine because he had been fishing all day and still hadn't gotten anything. A few minuets later he had one. It was cute because Ryan helped real it in and it was the biggest one anyone had caught all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-112ec5f33388b125" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D112ec5f33388b125%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329962652%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D408342B7228AF65FE126DF0C1434D7205E46F15.52B8FB20184FFF9DA9EF596BF356451046DB7CFE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D112ec5f33388b125%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dc-E2jDQhMcnbO3Tbmsy3l-TYrpw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D112ec5f33388b125%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329962652%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D408342B7228AF65FE126DF0C1434D7205E46F15.52B8FB20184FFF9DA9EF596BF356451046DB7CFE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D112ec5f33388b125%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dc-E2jDQhMcnbO3Tbmsy3l-TYrpw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few minuets later I caught another one and it was a good size so even though I caught more than Blaine we where both happy because we got at least one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348049400689613954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SjgWmEFYXII/AAAAAAAABQg/z2tPchgRHk0/s400/SDC10532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Bigger Fish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then it was time to go back up to camp and have BBQ dinner then time to pack up the truck and the kids and head for home. I think we left around 8ish and got home at 11:30 Saturday night. Even though it was a short trip it was nice to relax and get away. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348048672733232930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SjgV7sPDfyI/AAAAAAAABQY/BfmTkrJIqVY/s400/SDC10500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some fun cute pictures. Look at these cheeks don't you just want to eat them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348050899148518978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SjgX9SR0tkI/AAAAAAAABQo/ZMZxOoVEJEE/s400/SDC10485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Cameron's 1st camping trip.&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/1470091516051750731-8156492057154361147?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=112ec5f33388b125&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8156492057154361147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=8156492057154361147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/8156492057154361147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/8156492057154361147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/camping-june-2009.html' title='Camping June 2009'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SjgHpu5AitI/AAAAAAAABPg/h_mtTwCgV3M/s72-c/SDC10473.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-6422798119347924344</id><published>2009-06-07T09:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T19:43:32.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Sack for Sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Six4Io9B9ZI/AAAAAAAABOQ/_sNvkFiJYDw/s1600-h/SDC10446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344778947609621906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Six4Io9B9ZI/AAAAAAAABOQ/_sNvkFiJYDw/s400/SDC10446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sad to say but we are selling our Love Sack bean bag chair. This was the first thing we bought when we got married. We have decided that we would rather get a rocking chair so we have decided to sell it. This love sack is the biggest one you can buy in the store. It has a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;denim&lt;/span&gt; cover on it and is a lot of fun. We priced it out online today and to buy it new would be over $700.00 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;not including&lt;/span&gt; the cover. We are asking $150 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OBO&lt;/span&gt;. Please we are looking for a good home for our beloved Love Sack so let us know if you are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;interested&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344779386465072034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Six4iL0Us6I/AAAAAAAABOY/ICFidfomB5Y/s400/SDC10445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344780333031451762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Six5ZSDVbHI/AAAAAAAABOg/BQZ3TXpdaZg/s400/SDC10448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan in our Love Sack&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344781508230820450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Six6dsAssmI/AAAAAAAABOo/7NLUGFEuurw/s400/SDC10451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-6422798119347924344?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6422798119347924344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=6422798119347924344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/6422798119347924344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/6422798119347924344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-sack-for-sale.html' title='Love Sack for Sale'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Six4Io9B9ZI/AAAAAAAABOQ/_sNvkFiJYDw/s72-c/SDC10446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-1787473853642491271</id><published>2009-06-01T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T21:37:54.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>We have an ultrasound on Wednesday for Cameron to figure out what is happening with his hip and if he is going to have to be in a brace or not. So we will let you all know what we find out on Wednesday. Ryan started swimming lessons today through the City of Mesa and lets just say it didn't go over very well. Cameron got way to hot and Ryan screamed the entire time. I am going to see how it goes tomorrow and then will decide if I can stick with it or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-1787473853642491271?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1787473853642491271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=1787473853642491271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/1787473853642491271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/1787473853642491271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-8874018267382353497</id><published>2009-05-28T16:24:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T17:43:25.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cameron's Two Months Old</title><content type='html'>What is the deal where did the last two months go? Cameron was two months old yesterday on the 27th. I took him to the Doctors today for his check up and here are the stats&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341022463417927554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sh8foe1oR4I/AAAAAAAABMU/5ggDLKeW3-Q/s400/SDC10414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cameron Ray Matthews at two months is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14 pounds 6 oz (98% for weight)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25.25 inches long (off the charts for height)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So he says that is is the size of your average 4 month old. CRAZY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cameron has very dry and sensitive skin especially on his face so he told me some stuff to do for that as well as his cradle cap. He is sending us for an ultrasound because when he was checking Cameron's legs he found that his left hip has a pop in it. You can hear and feel it and he said that we need to make sure that it doesn't keep popping out of place like it is doing. He said that because we caught it so early that most likely he will have to ware a brace for a couple of months but we won't be sure until we get the ultrasound sometime next week. They said that if it wouldn't have been caught till he was two he would have to have major surgery and possible would walk with a limp for the rest of his life but because we caught it so early that everything would be okay. I can't wait to know more of what is going on so we will keep you updated on that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-8874018267382353497?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8874018267382353497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=8874018267382353497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/8874018267382353497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/8874018267382353497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/camerons-two-months-old.html' title='Cameron&apos;s Two Months Old'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sh8foe1oR4I/AAAAAAAABMU/5ggDLKeW3-Q/s72-c/SDC10414.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-3001733936324449580</id><published>2009-05-28T16:24:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T17:43:13.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cameron's Blessing Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sh8iLV8jeqI/AAAAAAAABMk/FZ3q-x2tIEk/s1600-h/SDC10369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341025261349730978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sh8iLV8jeqI/AAAAAAAABMk/FZ3q-x2tIEk/s400/SDC10369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We blessed Cameron on May 17th 2009. No it wasn't fast Sunday but it was the only day that my parents could come. This also happened to be Ryan's 4th birthday so it worked out well because all of the family was in town so we had a pretty big party. It was so nice to have all of our family in town. Blaine's sister and her family drove down from Flagstaff and I had my parents fly in as well as family that came in from Maricopa so we pretty much kicked everyone out of there normal seats in the chapel. I think in the end we ended up with 5 row or so. I guess that is what happens when you have a huge family. Here are some pics from the day. You will notice that Ryan wasn't in any because he was having a very bad day. He was so tired from his party he slept all through sacrament meeting and didn't get into a better mood until after we got home and changed. I am going to get Cameron's pictures done next week so I will post that as soon as I get them back.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341024432155394706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sh8hbE9OApI/AAAAAAAABMc/qmomii2zf7A/s400/SDC10367.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is just some of the men that stood in the circle. I think we are missing two that couldn't be there for the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341025843138868130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sh8itNR5M6I/AAAAAAAABMs/RqnFYga8PJw/s400/SDC10368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Blaine and Cameron you can defiantly tell that these two are related.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341026482716163042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sh8jSb5AO-I/AAAAAAAABM0/F6cPHV6Vlcg/s400/SDC10376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I finally have a picture of me and Cameron I am never in them because I am always taking them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-3001733936324449580?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3001733936324449580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=3001733936324449580&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/3001733936324449580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/3001733936324449580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/camerons-blessing-day.html' title='Cameron&apos;s Blessing Day'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sh8iLV8jeqI/AAAAAAAABMk/FZ3q-x2tIEk/s72-c/SDC10369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-5123049257632126384</id><published>2009-05-28T16:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T17:41:00.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryans B-day Party &amp; Nana &amp; Papa Birds Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some more of Ryan's b-day party pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-71.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=1152921504629207921&amp;amp;site=widget-71.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1152921504629207921&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-71.slide.com/p1/1152921504629207921/bb_t047_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1152921504629207921&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-71.slide.com/p2/1152921504629207921/bb_t047_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1152921504629207921&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-71.slide.com/p4/1152921504629207921/bb_t047_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some fun pictures of Ryan and Nana and Papa Bird. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341034552174495794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sh8qoI9yyDI/AAAAAAAABM8/zqiAfTmjB7c/s400/SDC10372.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We tried to get a picture of the boys with my dad the last time he was in town but Ryan wouldn't have it. This time my dad tricked him. Ryan said that he wanted to read stories and my dad told him to come and sit on his other leg that was just for Ryan that seemed to go over better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341035515488014690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sh8rgNlokWI/AAAAAAAABNE/-xwlHy-8G1c/s400/SDC10378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Papa Bird and Ryan playing catch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341036166057328898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sh8sGFJcgQI/AAAAAAAABNM/inswhAhzPBE/s400/SDC10381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nana Papa and Ryan doing the bed time routine of reading Big Green Monster book.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341037324552826962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sh8tJg4S8FI/AAAAAAAABNU/C4BBMCqjL54/s400/SDC10386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Playing the Piano at gma Birds house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341038432306772418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sh8uJ_laucI/AAAAAAAABNc/_EsiFL1QbFs/s400/SDC10387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ryan tickling Nana&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341039081380205410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sh8uvxklU2I/AAAAAAAABNk/M9Xkp-9beQw/s400/SDC10402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ryan on his new Razor. He loves it and is starting to get really good at it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-5123049257632126384?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5123049257632126384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=5123049257632126384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/5123049257632126384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/5123049257632126384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/ryans-b-day-party-nana-papa-birds-visit.html' title='Ryans B-day Party &amp; Nana &amp; Papa Birds Visit'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sh8qoI9yyDI/AAAAAAAABM8/zqiAfTmjB7c/s72-c/SDC10372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-597268924666513692</id><published>2009-05-26T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T11:29:39.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cameron Pics</title><content type='html'>I thought I would post a few pictures of Cameron that we have taken the past few weeks. I have a lot but they are on my other computer so the next time I go upstairs I will try and get them posted. I noticed I haven't done anything about his blessing pics yet so I will post those later today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/ShwzK-nRaMI/AAAAAAAABL0/033cOrqZ3HY/s1600-h/051309_0905%5B00%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340199521853991106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/ShwzK-nRaMI/AAAAAAAABL0/033cOrqZ3HY/s400/051309_0905%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cameron asleep on our bed the other morning. His lips where shaped in a perfect circle. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340200469006115714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Shw0CHB744I/AAAAAAAABL8/ANzX1Sh_P0I/s400/051909_1456%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cute Baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340200636889884114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Shw0L4ci5dI/AAAAAAAABME/LUneHms3wo4/s400/052109_1424%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He loves to smile now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340201166375154930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Shw0qs7q9PI/AAAAAAAABMM/jovizNOCpkk/s400/052209_1226%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ryan calls this Cameron's football shirt. He is all ready for football to start.&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/1470091516051750731-597268924666513692?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/597268924666513692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=597268924666513692&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/597268924666513692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/597268924666513692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/cameron-pics.html' title='Cameron Pics'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/ShwzK-nRaMI/AAAAAAAABL0/033cOrqZ3HY/s72-c/051309_0905%5B00%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-5009247762484591115</id><published>2009-05-20T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T15:08:06.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Weekend</title><content type='html'>Sorry this is so late it seems after the crazy week and weekend last week I am still tying to get back into the swing of things. my parents flew in from PA for Cameron's baby blessing and the nice thing is it just so happened to be Ryan's 4th birthday as well. We had Ryan's party on Saturday since his real b-day was Sunday. We got a race car blow up bouncer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338028512530939090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/ShR8pmpQPNI/AAAAAAAABLM/ve3klfA5AdM/s400/SDC10337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338028647808654674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/ShR8xel-XVI/AAAAAAAABLU/V8tZxbrvd_w/s400/SDC10338.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I looked at getting one last year but they were like $200.00 so that was out. When I got online to see how much they where I found one place that if you went and picked it up you could have it for 24 hours and it was only $79.00. Let me tell you it was worth it . All of the kids loved it!!!!(and they all slept really good that night to) Of course it was the hottest day of the year so far but they still had a lot of fun. We used my in laws front yard since we don't have one and set up tables and chairs under the car port along with some fans and one heavy duty fan from Blaine's office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f78458b317ac6e4b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f78458b317ac6e4b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5009247762484591115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=5009247762484591115&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/5009247762484591115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/5009247762484591115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/birthday-weekend.html' title='Birthday Weekend'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/ShR8pmpQPNI/AAAAAAAABLM/ve3klfA5AdM/s72-c/SDC10337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-2575486470902112641</id><published>2009-05-15T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T09:23:53.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Crazy Day</title><content type='html'>Sorry that I haven't posted in a while. Today is going to be just a crazy as every other day. My parents are flying in tonight so I have been going crazy trying to get our house cleaned up and getting things ready for them. They are only here till Monday afternoon so it will be a quick trip. We are blessing Cameron on Sunday that is why they are coming but it works out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; Ryan's 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday is on Sunday and we are having his party &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;. So it will be a very full weekend. We are renting a bouncer for the kids &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; with good food. Right now I am off to take snack to Ryan's class for his b-day then off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sams&lt;/span&gt; Club to get food for Sunday. Then off to do the rest of my shopping, dinner with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;grandparents&lt;/span&gt; then off to the airport around 9:00pm to get my parents.&lt;br /&gt;Lets see how we get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;though&lt;/span&gt; the day. Wish me luck:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-2575486470902112641?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2575486470902112641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=2575486470902112641&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/2575486470902112641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/2575486470902112641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-crazy-day.html' title='My Crazy Day'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-6235329423848703508</id><published>2009-05-09T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T13:40:19.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Cameron Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333925214869664450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SgXouPrOMsI/AAAAAAAABK4/zzbb439sqLA/s400/SDC10332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The other day I was giving Cameron a bath and Ryan wanted to take his picture. Ryan is a good little photographer. Look at that round belly and huge cheeks no one can say that we don't feed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333926359481211202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SgXpw3r4WUI/AAAAAAAABLA/bvIt8klpMdQ/s400/SDC10334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is Cameron jut a few minuets ago. He loves to sleep like this the more spread out he can be the happier he is. This is one baby that you can't swaddle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-6235329423848703508?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6235329423848703508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=6235329423848703508&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/6235329423848703508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/6235329423848703508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/baby-cameron-pics.html' title='Baby Cameron Pics'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SgXouPrOMsI/AAAAAAAABK4/zzbb439sqLA/s72-c/SDC10332.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-8018944665805629959</id><published>2009-05-09T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T13:29:22.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dentist</title><content type='html'>Last week we took Ryan to the Dentist for the first time. He will be 4 next weekend and his insurance company kept calling me asking if I had taken him in yet so I finally did it. We found a pediatric dentist and will knock him out if we need him to and he works with special needs kids. This visit he just counted Ryan's teeth and that was it. Ryan did really good at fist we kept telling him that the dentist was going to look in his mouth. He sat in the chair and we got this really good picture of him.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333923834519940130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SgXnd5eM7CI/AAAAAAAABKo/jYuOM00HKYs/s400/SDC10322.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only this was they way the rest of the appointment went. He stayed in the chair when the Doctor came into talk to us but then he started to lay the chair back then everything fell apart. So Ryan sat in my lap as the doctor looked at him. We are good for the next 6 months thank goodness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-8018944665805629959?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8018944665805629959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=8018944665805629959&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/8018944665805629959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/8018944665805629959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/dentist.html' title='The Dentist'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SgXnd5eM7CI/AAAAAAAABKo/jYuOM00HKYs/s72-c/SDC10322.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-7889862064142641934</id><published>2009-05-06T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T09:46:24.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nick Mason</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="ctl00_ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder1_ContentPlaceHolder1_ObituaryTile" class="ObitsTile" style="min-width: 200px; display: inline-block; width: 615px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                 &lt;div id="obitText"&gt;                                                          &lt;!-- Mason, Nicholas Edmond --&gt;&lt;img src="http://mi-cache.legacy.com/legacy/images/Cobrands/AZCentral/Photos/0006734648-01-1_210253.jpg" lgyorigname="0006734648-01-1.jpg" align="left" vspace="4" hspace="10" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mason, Nicholas Edmond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Nicholas was born November 16, 1979 in Stanford, California and passed away Friday, May 1, 2009. Nicholas served 2 years as a missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints in Sydney, Australia. He served 2 missions in Iraq as an honorable reserve in the U.S. Marine Corps and was a hard working student at Utah State University. Nicholas had a great love of music and was a talented guitar player and violinist. He was preceded in death by his father, Edmond Mason and survived by his mother, Greer King, his sister, Molly Gould and his brothers, Sean Spencer Mason and Eric Suchecki. A visitation will be held Wednesday, May 6, 2009 from 6 – 8 PM at Bunker's Garden Chapel, 33 N. Centennial Way, Mesa. Funeral services will be Thursday May 7, 2009 at 11:00 AM at the Grandview 1st Ward, 1455 N. Harris Drive in Mesa preceded by a visitation at 10:00 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-7889862064142641934?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7889862064142641934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=7889862064142641934&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/7889862064142641934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/7889862064142641934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/nick-mason.html' title='Nick Mason'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-1138976654425850250</id><published>2009-05-04T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T16:35:09.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Peaceful House</title><content type='html'>At this particular moment my house is very quite. Blaine had to take another furlough day today which has worked out because he isn't feeling very good anyway. I took Ryan to therapy today and was able to leave Cameron home with Blaine so that made life a little easier for me. After we got home I have been trying to get things done that have been piling up for the past few months. Like calling to make Dr's appts, calling insurance companies and different stuff like that. Ryan and Blaine were downstairs playing the Wii, but Blaine came upstairs with Cameron and now this is what they are doing.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sf96R90lv5I/AAAAAAAABKY/-8Auv_Qe5Tw/s1600-h/SDC10313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sf96R90lv5I/AAAAAAAABKY/-8Auv_Qe5Tw/s400/SDC10313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332114932901461906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still heard Ryan downstairs playing bowling until about 5 minuets ago I walked downstairs to find this.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sf97LYkY6cI/AAAAAAAABKg/4Tm1wQmhV0k/s1600-h/SDC10311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sf97LYkY6cI/AAAAAAAABKg/4Tm1wQmhV0k/s400/SDC10311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332115919333812674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh happy day at least for a few minuets.&lt;br /&gt;I don't get why the mom can't take a nap. I guess I could but the only other place to sleep would be in Ryan's bed and his mattress isn't what you would call comfortable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-1138976654425850250?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1138976654425850250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=1138976654425850250&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/1138976654425850250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/1138976654425850250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-peaceful-house.html' title='My Peaceful House'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sf96R90lv5I/AAAAAAAABKY/-8Auv_Qe5Tw/s72-c/SDC10313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-4597223130195510949</id><published>2009-04-28T10:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T10:31:11.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cameron's Three Week Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sfc7GGT0_WI/AAAAAAAABJo/L-1WY_dJMao/s1600-h/cameron3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sfc7GGT0_WI/AAAAAAAABJo/L-1WY_dJMao/s400/cameron3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329793659975302498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When Ryan was a baby I got his pictures taken at Target. It was $8.99 for a package and so when we had Cameron I wanted to get his pictures done at about the same age. Ryan's were at two weeks and  I was a week later with Cameron's but they got done. I tried to see if Ryan would be in some with Cameron but the little room with all the lights and stuff in it freaked Ryan out so we will have to wait on those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Cameron Ray Matthews @ 3 Weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sfc5DN5UvsI/AAAAAAAABJY/0a-2-kVv6eo/s1600-h/cameron.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sfc5DN5UvsI/AAAAAAAABJY/0a-2-kVv6eo/s400/cameron.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329791411448757954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cameron did really good he was awake for all of his where Ryan slept through his. People keep asking if Cameron looks like Ryan did Here are the pictures you decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Ryan Paul Matthews at 2 weeks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sfc6mJfaVLI/AAAAAAAABJg/rhDTAkQnRlw/s1600-h/2+weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sfc6mJfaVLI/AAAAAAAABJg/rhDTAkQnRlw/s400/2+weeks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329793111073379506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back to Cameron's pictures&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sfc7OixXBHI/AAAAAAAABJw/M3OgCdqAKww/s1600-h/camface1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sfc7OixXBHI/AAAAAAAABJw/M3OgCdqAKww/s400/camface1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329793805054313586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sfc7-yahE-I/AAAAAAAABKA/lef6Anwl9a8/s1600-h/cameron5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sfc7-yahE-I/AAAAAAAABKA/lef6Anwl9a8/s400/cameron5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329794633887192034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Cameron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sfc8JhWwhpI/AAAAAAAABKI/qsApaCfiiUg/s1600-h/cameronspecial.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sfc8JhWwhpI/AAAAAAAABKI/qsApaCfiiUg/s400/cameronspecial.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329794818286585490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had a layout like this one for Ryan with the same poses Ryan's only had spots for three pictures and that is what I wanted but they got rid of that layout two weeks before I got Cameron's taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sfc8vh5LDCI/AAAAAAAABKQ/ft039xpsgtE/s1600-h/b%26w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sfc8vh5LDCI/AAAAAAAABKQ/ft039xpsgtE/s400/b%26w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329795471265958946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-4597223130195510949?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4597223130195510949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=4597223130195510949&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/4597223130195510949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/4597223130195510949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/camerons-three-week-pics.html' title='Cameron&apos;s Three Week Pics'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sfc7GGT0_WI/AAAAAAAABJo/L-1WY_dJMao/s72-c/cameron3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-7584335013416591437</id><published>2009-04-27T22:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T10:10:41.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cameron is  a 1 Month Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sfc1RPDPdzI/AAAAAAAABI4/Hp6Nue-U29I/s1600-h/SDC10309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sfc1RPDPdzI/AAAAAAAABI4/Hp6Nue-U29I/s400/SDC10309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329787254230447922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today our little or not so little baby is one month old. I took him for his check up and the Doctor said that he is the size of an average 2 month old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;One month stats:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Weighs 11 pounds 11 ounces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;23 1/2" long  so he is in the 90% for weight and off the charts for his height. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;At birth was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;9 pounds 2 ounces and was 22 1/2" long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have overachievers for children.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sfc1DKMKFGI/AAAAAAAABIw/dLd1Ta7vXoo/s1600-h/SDC10308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sfc1DKMKFGI/AAAAAAAABIw/dLd1Ta7vXoo/s400/SDC10308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329787012407497826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-7584335013416591437?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7584335013416591437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=7584335013416591437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/7584335013416591437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/7584335013416591437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/cameron-is-1-month-old.html' title='Cameron is  a 1 Month Old'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sfc1RPDPdzI/AAAAAAAABI4/Hp6Nue-U29I/s72-c/SDC10309.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-5427068345224261392</id><published>2009-04-27T22:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T10:10:25.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishing Continued</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sfc3Z4XGYWI/AAAAAAAABJA/hlIGJ2cW2iE/s1600-h/0425091636b_442218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sfc3Z4XGYWI/AAAAAAAABJA/hlIGJ2cW2iE/s400/0425091636b_442218.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329789601781801314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blaine and Ryan at it again fish #3. Too bad we don't eat them&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sfc3qSV6xSI/AAAAAAAABJI/Czeg19bhoQw/s1600-h/0425091722a_575644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sfc3qSV6xSI/AAAAAAAABJI/Czeg19bhoQw/s400/0425091722a_575644.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329789883634074914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good size fish Ryan&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sfc30tPVKVI/AAAAAAAABJQ/U9T9J3ivt3Y/s1600-h/0425091658b_109810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sfc30tPVKVI/AAAAAAAABJQ/U9T9J3ivt3Y/s400/0425091658b_109810.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329790062652893522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walking back to camp Ryan liked to walk in the snow drifts. We camp on the reservation at horseshoe up by Sunrise ski resort area. They said it wouldn't have  been that cold if the wind wasn't so bad. Seeing the snow in the campground really made me glad Cameron and I stayed home for this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-5427068345224261392?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5427068345224261392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=5427068345224261392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/5427068345224261392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/5427068345224261392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/fishing-continued.html' title='Fishing Continued'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sfc3Z4XGYWI/AAAAAAAABJA/hlIGJ2cW2iE/s72-c/0425091636b_442218.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-7746896724429669950</id><published>2009-04-25T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T10:46:43.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I called Blaine last night before Ryan went to bed to say goodnight. Ryan was so excited to sleep in Papa's trailer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ryan' s night : went to bed around 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; after Jenny and Nate got to camp. Ry woke up a few times in the night and went right back to sleep. Blaine got woken up at 6:30 this morning to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;R: "Daddy lets go fishing"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;B: "It's to early"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;R: " Dad go outside"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;B: " We have to get dressed first" ( thinking that Ry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; want to get dressed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;R: "okay daddy lets get dressed"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That was the end of trying to go back to sleep. After they where dressed they headed down to the lake for a while then went back up for breakfast. After a few helpings of eggs and pancakes it was back down to the lake. I am very glad I didn't go right now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Blaine said that there are still a few snow drifts around the lake and the wind is really bad. Ryan has been using his little fishing pole with his plastic fish attached to it and has been doing really good casting it out and stuff. Blaine sent me this picture a few minuets ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SfNL0ajwidI/AAAAAAAABIo/EChp4qqkzp8/s1600-h/0425090938a_448293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SfNL0ajwidI/AAAAAAAABIo/EChp4qqkzp8/s400/0425090938a_448293.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328686147964013010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Blaine caught this fish and Ryan wanted to see it. He really wanted to touch it but this is as close as Blaine would let him get.  So next time Blaine gets one on the line he is going to let Ryan real it in. Blaine said that after he got the fish off the hook and threw it back that Ryan pushed him out of the way and said "Move it daddy this is my spot!" They are having a blast even with all the wind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-7746896724429669950?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7746896724429669950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=7746896724429669950&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/7746896724429669950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/7746896724429669950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/fishing.html' title='Fishing'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SfNL0ajwidI/AAAAAAAABIo/EChp4qqkzp8/s72-c/0425090938a_448293.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-7585759593047054454</id><published>2009-04-25T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T00:13:25.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today I sent the boys off camping. This is the first time since Blaine and I started dating that I haven't gone with them camping. You have to understand out idea of Camping. We take my father in laws travel trailer that has heat bunk beds a queen bed and we do go fishing however none of us like fish so we catch and release. Ryan has his own fishing pole that has a fish already attached to it when he is done with that he will just start to throw rocks in the lake. After lunch we go and watch a movie in the trailer while most of us take a nap then get ready to go back out to fish for a while then we put the potatoes in the oven and get ready to eat our stake dinner Saturday night. Usually Blaine's dad and a few of his brothers go camping along with our little family. Usually I am the only girl there. This time my bro in law Nathan is married so I wouldn't of been the only one.  Yes I realize that you are wondering why I wouldn't go camping since Cameron is 4 weeks old and when Ryan was 4 weeks old we took him to lake Powell for a week, well this weekend I have a YW/YM fundraiser dinner as well as having Choir practice on Sunday that I need to be at so I didn't go camping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Blaine and Ryan drove up with his dad in his truck and picked Ryan up from school and went up north. This is the 1st picture that I got this afternoon of Ryan having fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SfK31UM84wI/AAAAAAAABIg/dvVFTV6HGPw/s1600-h/Ryancamping.aspx"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SfK31UM84wI/AAAAAAAABIg/dvVFTV6HGPw/s400/Ryancamping.aspx" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328523435716698882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-7585759593047054454?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7585759593047054454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=7585759593047054454&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/7585759593047054454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/7585759593047054454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/camping.html' title='Camping'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SfK31UM84wI/AAAAAAAABIg/dvVFTV6HGPw/s72-c/Ryancamping.aspx' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-2221146919363985158</id><published>2009-04-16T16:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T16:01:47.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="420" height="312"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.scrapblog.com/viewer/viewer_v2_embed.swf?scrapblogId=1714315&amp;amp;showShareButton=true&amp;amp;showShareInitially=true&amp;amp;showOnlyShare=false&amp;amp;partnerId=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.scrapblog.com/viewer/viewer_v2_embed.swf?scrapblogId=1714315&amp;amp;showShareButton=true&amp;amp;showShareInitially=true&amp;amp;showOnlyShare=false&amp;amp;partnerId=1" width="420" height="312"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-2221146919363985158?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2221146919363985158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=2221146919363985158&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/2221146919363985158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/2221146919363985158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-5163759284725246653</id><published>2009-04-16T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T09:26:59.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Baby in the Family</title><content type='html'>We are so excited for my sister in law Shelley and her husband Robert. They had a baby boy last night. They have been trying for a long time to get this baby and he is finally here. Cameron and his new cousin are about three weeks apart so they should be good buds. As of this post we haven't heard if he has a name yet. Shelley had a c-section last night and Baby boy Fletcher was born. Congratulations Robert and Shelley we can't wait to see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby Boy Fletcher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;born April 15th 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;was 8lbs 14oz and 23 1/2" long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sedb9aK4-DI/AAAAAAAABHE/P-ESx1eVac4/s1600-h/baby+boy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sedb9aK4-DI/AAAAAAAABHE/P-ESx1eVac4/s400/baby+boy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325326194944047154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-5163759284725246653?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5163759284725246653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=5163759284725246653&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/5163759284725246653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/5163759284725246653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-baby-in-family.html' title='New Baby in the Family'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sedb9aK4-DI/AAAAAAAABHE/P-ESx1eVac4/s72-c/baby+boy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-2478775995084918235</id><published>2009-04-14T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T21:35:49.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Babe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SeVfUYxFH2I/AAAAAAAABGo/ympxOS_j7a0/s1600-h/bl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SeVfUYxFH2I/AAAAAAAABGo/ympxOS_j7a0/s400/bl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324766938285809506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tuesday April 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; was my husbands birthday. Unfortunately we really didn't get to do anything fun to celebrate. For the past few months Blaine drives to Tucson every Tuesday night to deliver a newspaper. He usually goes to the Tribune around 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; drives to Tucson then gets home around 1&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; in the morning.  Thank goodness things where done on time so he was able to leave and get home at a reasonable hour. We wanted to go out to eat or something but it didn't work. Most people would try dinner another night like the weekend. Blaine left at 5am on Thursday to drive to Austin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tx&lt;/span&gt; for work and didn't get home Wednesday night till 6:30 and I was suppose to be at mutual at 6:30. So the week of his birthday was very busy. Even though he was out of town most of the week the boys and I did manage to give him a new PlayStation 2 on his birthday. He had one but used it so much it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; work.  In the Sunday adds I saw that Target had one on sale so we went and got it at least he got a good gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SeVi_wjvs_I/AAAAAAAABGw/AO_tGTkRM1g/s1600-h/SDC10227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SeVi_wjvs_I/AAAAAAAABGw/AO_tGTkRM1g/s400/SDC10227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324770981941588978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blaine favorite thing to do Play with fire&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SeVjjFx2alI/AAAAAAAABG4/cJZfu3g0YPQ/s1600-h/SDC10229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SeVjjFx2alI/AAAAAAAABG4/cJZfu3g0YPQ/s400/SDC10229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324771588933315154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryan helping daddy blow out all 31 of his candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-2478775995084918235?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2478775995084918235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=2478775995084918235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/2478775995084918235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/2478775995084918235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-babe.html' title='Happy Birthday Babe'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SeVfUYxFH2I/AAAAAAAABGo/ympxOS_j7a0/s72-c/bl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-1513440280758381664</id><published>2009-04-14T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T21:07:37.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SeVCjJBOPgI/AAAAAAAABGI/s-iP3EKYxfc/s1600-h/SDC10223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SeVCjJBOPgI/AAAAAAAABGI/s-iP3EKYxfc/s400/SDC10223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324735305919380994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Going through the loot&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SeVGvuFpHYI/AAAAAAAABGQ/fRaDaf4bLKM/s1600-h/SDC10222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SeVGvuFpHYI/AAAAAAAABGQ/fRaDaf4bLKM/s400/SDC10222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324739920074972546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All the kids seeing what they got&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SeVcgpOdZkI/AAAAAAAABGY/AmqZDssjfZQ/s1600-h/SDC10225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SeVcgpOdZkI/AAAAAAAABGY/AmqZDssjfZQ/s400/SDC10225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324763850327549506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Green slinky Ryan's Favorite&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SeVdYc08eKI/AAAAAAAABGg/A8IaGlD487E/s1600-h/SDC10231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SeVdYc08eKI/AAAAAAAABGg/A8IaGlD487E/s400/SDC10231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324764809071982754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cameron with Papa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-1513440280758381664?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1513440280758381664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=1513440280758381664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/1513440280758381664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/1513440280758381664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/more-easter.html' title='More Easter'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SeVCjJBOPgI/AAAAAAAABGI/s-iP3EKYxfc/s72-c/SDC10223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-7545955670310578732</id><published>2009-04-13T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T19:06:52.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SePCMIhY8iI/AAAAAAAABFo/w0L2kOQfikI/s1600-h/SDC10212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SePCMIhY8iI/AAAAAAAABFo/w0L2kOQfikI/s400/SDC10212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324312698183807522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hope everyone had a great Easter weekend. I tried to get somewhat matching outfits for the boys and Ryan was actually excited to put on his tie. I was kind of shocked but happy. I got Blaine a new tie Ryan a new shirt and Tie and the got Cameron a cute little outfit and they all had blue and green in them so I thought that was good enough for going shopping the Friday before Easter. I even found something new for me so I was happy. Easter was good for us I went to choir for the first time in months since I wasn't pregnant anymore and was able to participate in the program at church. I was called by a member of our bishopric to see if I could meet with him before church started and was released from my calling in young women's. I was a little surprised but had a feeling that it was coming. I am now the new Choir director. I am excited scared and sad all at the same time. I have been in Young Women's for about a year and a half. I have to admit when I was first called to be the Secretary in Young Women's I was terrified. Growing up I really looked to my Young Women leaders and they did so much for me. I was so afraid that I wasn't good enough for these girls. I have learned so much from my calling. Not the secretary part that part is easy you keep track of the calender and who is there every Sunday. I have learned so much from the girls in our ward. I thought it was hard when I was a teenager but I think it was a cake walk for me. I will miss being in Young Woman's but I know that it is not my choice. I am excited and scared to death to be choir director again. For one it has been four years since I have done it and two I am very intimidated by all the talent that is in our ward.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SePF-B5tuWI/AAAAAAAABFw/w1y3HGYLHIw/s1600-h/SDC10216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SePF-B5tuWI/AAAAAAAABFw/w1y3HGYLHIw/s400/SDC10216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324316853935126882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enough about that for now, after Church we went to Blaine's parents house for dinner and our normal Easter egg hunt. The kids made out really well. I think Ryan got more candy for Easter than he did for Halloween.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SePHHh0NQwI/AAAAAAAABF4/QLbQ5jgAHJ8/s1600-h/SDC10217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SePHHh0NQwI/AAAAAAAABF4/QLbQ5jgAHJ8/s400/SDC10217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324318116632412930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running trying to get all the eggs before everyone else&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SePH2kUxrxI/AAAAAAAABGA/gJEe1W3K7DQ/s1600-h/SDC10220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SePH2kUxrxI/AAAAAAAABGA/gJEe1W3K7DQ/s400/SDC10220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324318924759740178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He found more eggs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-7545955670310578732?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7545955670310578732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=7545955670310578732&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/7545955670310578732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/7545955670310578732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SePCMIhY8iI/AAAAAAAABFo/w0L2kOQfikI/s72-c/SDC10212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-4792206775254914312</id><published>2009-04-09T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T14:57:48.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Fun Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr Fix It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa and Nana Bird bought us a new stroller since I have gotten rid of ours because Ryan has turned into Mr. Independent. I have really liked it. It is the kind that you can just snap you infant carrier on till he gets a little older than I will get a little bigger one. So Ryan and Daddy had to put it together. Ryan ran upstairs to his room to get his hammer so he could help daddy they did such a great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sd5oEeBv5HI/AAAAAAAABEg/gSUaUTvkVs4/s1600-h/SDC10183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sd5oEeBv5HI/AAAAAAAABEg/gSUaUTvkVs4/s400/SDC10183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322806235587667058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryan took every chance he could to take pictures of anyone and anything. We had I think about 100 of his car carpet but some that he took actually turned out good. This is one of my dad that Ryan was very proud of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sd5pJyaFxKI/AAAAAAAABEo/NCB_OrNQhAA/s1600-h/SDC10159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sd5pJyaFxKI/AAAAAAAABEo/NCB_OrNQhAA/s400/SDC10159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322807426469446818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryan also likes it when people take pictures of him so this was one that is super cute I think. But I'm the mom so I think they are all cute.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sd5p8ejTVUI/AAAAAAAABEw/GR7l0M-UuvY/s1600-h/SDC10179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sd5p8ejTVUI/AAAAAAAABEw/GR7l0M-UuvY/s400/SDC10179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322808297312703810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big Brother Ryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;this is one of two pictures that we have of Ryan holding baby Cameron. We wanted to give him a picture that he could take to school to show his teachers but that was the last time he has held him. Ryan will give him a kiss at night before bed but other than that he doesn't want anything to do with him. Ryan has started to act out a little saying that he's a baby and then proceeds to cry even thought he isn't really crying. Hopefully now that things are getting back to normal and we are getting our schedule back he will get a little better.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sd5rUj0SbkI/AAAAAAAABE4/NS61NtN53Kw/s1600-h/SDC10138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sd5rUj0SbkI/AAAAAAAABE4/NS61NtN53Kw/s400/SDC10138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322809810554613314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute brothers&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sd5sE9VwLpI/AAAAAAAABFA/MIUoikkfKls/s1600-h/SDC10140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sd5sE9VwLpI/AAAAAAAABFA/MIUoikkfKls/s400/SDC10140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322810642039582354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tying to get a picture with both boys was very difficult. This was my dads last day and we where getting ready to take him to the airport the plan was to get a picture with my dad and the boys but Ryan had a break down so that didn't happen. I wanted to get a picture with my dad and Cameron so when Ryan asked if he could take it we said yes he could take one picture after that my dad grabbed Ryan and he was okay with that because my dad wasn't holding the baby any more. We had two different cameras going at once that is why we are not all looking the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sd5tbcCnq0I/AAAAAAAABFI/LQ1xbUxH42o/s1600-h/SDC10187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sd5tbcCnq0I/AAAAAAAABFI/LQ1xbUxH42o/s400/SDC10187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322812127749581634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one was the good one of Ryan looking at the camera. I will have to ask my dad and see if the ones one his camera turned out any better.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sd5uEKFv_CI/AAAAAAAABFQ/iPd2PpVpJ6w/s1600-h/SDC10188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sd5uEKFv_CI/AAAAAAAABFQ/iPd2PpVpJ6w/s400/SDC10188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322812827305507874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PJ Day at School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tuesday was read across America day and Ryan's class decided that they where having a PJ day. Ryan was very excited I had gotten him a cool new pair of jamas but he wanted his dump truck  jamas.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sd5vIXDM8gI/AAAAAAAABFY/vusGnlD14Xw/s1600-h/SDC10189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sd5vIXDM8gI/AAAAAAAABFY/vusGnlD14Xw/s400/SDC10189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322813999015588354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-4792206775254914312?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4792206775254914312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=4792206775254914312&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/4792206775254914312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/4792206775254914312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/more-fun-pictures.html' title='More Fun Pictures'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sd5oEeBv5HI/AAAAAAAABEg/gSUaUTvkVs4/s72-c/SDC10183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-3419472902724225109</id><published>2009-04-09T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T14:13:45.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cameron</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cameron at One Week Old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322800079220392770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sd5ieHxaQ0I/AAAAAAAABEY/VSTqCgUv4QE/s400/SDC10191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At birth Cameron was 9lbs 2oz ad 21 1/2" long. We were released from the hospital on Saturday and he had gained an ounce. The nurse couldn't believe it since most babies loose weight after birth. Monday we went to our first Doctors appointment and he weighed 8 lbs 15oz and 22 inches long. Lost some weight but gained length. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At one week Cameron is now 9lbs 5oz and 22"long. Crazy big kid. We don't fit in our newborn outfits anymore we are in 0-3months and some of those are fitting a little tight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is now eating 3-4oz every 3 or so hours. At night he is a good sleeper his normal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;schedule&lt;/span&gt; is awake around 11:30 for a while. Back to sleep around 12:30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; then will wake up around four to eat again till we do it again around 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;. So I can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;complain&lt;/span&gt; to bad he is a good baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-3419472902724225109?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3419472902724225109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=3419472902724225109&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/3419472902724225109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/3419472902724225109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/cameron.html' title='Cameron'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sd5ieHxaQ0I/AAAAAAAABEY/VSTqCgUv4QE/s72-c/SDC10191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-8612607494438586400</id><published>2009-04-09T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T12:29:15.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little behind</title><content type='html'>Yes I am a little okay a lot behind on my postings. My dad was here last week for a few days and we where doing a lot of stuff with him. I told everyone there would be pictures so here they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322769990149635042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sd5HGtP6e-I/AAAAAAAABDw/daAU69QtMmY/s400/SDC10151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Papa Bird with his sleeping grandsons. Ryan kept saying "I Not Tired"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322770914526377218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sd5H8g0gNQI/AAAAAAAABD4/WVMvSHk_AEg/s400/GEDC0141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Papa Bird with baby Cameron&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322771611406236898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sd5IlE5m_OI/AAAAAAAABEA/KjvJ2J8d7xo/s400/GEDC0142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cameron's 1st bath&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322772075983994754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sd5JAHlk_4I/AAAAAAAABEI/JXS5mFKk2gg/s400/GEDC0143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ryan loves to take pictures so while I was giving Cameron a bath Ryan was my little photographer and he actually did pretty good.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322774525257815026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sd5LOr19k_I/AAAAAAAABEQ/cJV7DXL219s/s400/GEDC0158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ryan took his great picture of Cameron and Papa. It was early in the morning as you can tell by papa's hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&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/1470091516051750731-8612607494438586400?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8612607494438586400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=8612607494438586400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/8612607494438586400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/8612607494438586400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-behind.html' title='A little behind'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sd5HGtP6e-I/AAAAAAAABDw/daAU69QtMmY/s72-c/SDC10151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-4423595047248997075</id><published>2009-04-08T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T11:56:21.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new pics</title><content type='html'>Sorry that I haven't posted more we have had my dad in town so I have been spending time with him. I have some cute fun pics but they are on my other computer so I will work on that later. I scanned in a couple that I can post. Ryan had spring pictures taken at school a few weeks ago. I love them even though he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; looking at the camera they still turned out great.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SdzyXjhhDBI/AAAAAAAABDg/vGAVC3IyrWM/s1600-h/ryan+schoool+spring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SdzyXjhhDBI/AAAAAAAABDg/vGAVC3IyrWM/s400/ryan+schoool+spring.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322395346131815442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The other ones of him looking at the camera looked like he was mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Cameron's hospital picture. It looks better than Ryan's hospital picture but I think I need to get a better looking one for his announcements.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SdzzBQWxAaI/AAAAAAAABDo/XecF8EfCPJw/s1600-h/hospital+pics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SdzzBQWxAaI/AAAAAAAABDo/XecF8EfCPJw/s400/hospital+pics.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322396062540956066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-4423595047248997075?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4423595047248997075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=4423595047248997075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/4423595047248997075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/4423595047248997075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-pics.html' title='new pics'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SdzyXjhhDBI/AAAAAAAABDg/vGAVC3IyrWM/s72-c/ryan+schoool+spring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-5317936657323027005</id><published>2009-04-05T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T12:51:18.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visitors</title><content type='html'>We have had jammed packed fun past few days. My dad came into town on Thursday. Ryan was able to go to the airport to pick him up and he thought that was the greatest thing ever. We had a surprise visitor come and see us as well. Blaine's sister from Flagstaff came down a day earlier than we expected. We thought that she was coming on Friday but was able to come down sooner. She brought Kaylee, Madison &amp;amp; Kenny with her. They came over to see baby Cameron. Ryan and Kenny had a blast playing together. Ryan loves his cousin Kenny he thinks that he is so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Madison and Cameron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321287822971874722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SdkDFOPZraI/AAAAAAAABC0/6_BjJpL68pQ/s400/SDC10148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321288996811060354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SdkEJjIeNII/AAAAAAAABDA/2y7ue_-A4x0/s400/100_4652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Kaylee and Cameron&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321289866540349602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SdkE8LIF-KI/AAAAAAAABDI/0SWkgepUMWw/s400/100_4660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kenny &amp;amp; Ryan best buds&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321290357243899634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SdkFYvI77vI/AAAAAAAABDQ/R5Vyna49HWg/s400/100_4664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ryan and Kaylee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321296896883154722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SdkLVZMb3yI/AAAAAAAABDY/LeONHYuaA-Y/s400/100_4699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cute Ryan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-5317936657323027005?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5317936657323027005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=5317936657323027005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/5317936657323027005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/5317936657323027005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/visitors.html' title='Visitors'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SdkDFOPZraI/AAAAAAAABC0/6_BjJpL68pQ/s72-c/SDC10148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-6014713131760651663</id><published>2009-04-02T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T11:18:07.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hip Hip Hooray</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SdUAzb1EnwI/AAAAAAAABCg/zAW6krxWLFw/s1600-h/plane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 110px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SdUAzb1EnwI/AAAAAAAABCg/zAW6krxWLFw/s400/plane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320159418451795714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited my dad is flying into town today. It has been a few months since the last time he was here. He has been on this side of the country for work and is on his way home with a stop here in Arizona. Ryan is so excited &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; he got to go to the airport to get him. Ryan has been asking us for the past month everyday if we could go to the airport. I wasn't feeling up to dragging two kids to the airport so my grandparents went to go and get him.  We are even more excited &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; he gets to stay for more than two days. We are bummed that my step mom couldn't come but hopefully she can make it out soon.&lt;br /&gt;Good news after my rant of the last post. I am feeling better with my boob problem. Thank you for all of the suggestions finally after five days of doing the cabbage, ice and ace bandages they are finally starting not to hurt all the time. So hopefully as long as I keep doing it we will have everything back to normal in about a week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-6014713131760651663?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6014713131760651663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=6014713131760651663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/6014713131760651663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/6014713131760651663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/hip-hip-hooray.html' title='Hip Hip Hooray'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SdUAzb1EnwI/AAAAAAAABCg/zAW6krxWLFw/s72-c/plane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-8817195463870053794</id><published>2009-03-31T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:39:09.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain Pain Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SdLvuYWf14I/AAAAAAAABCQ/Ay7Q_vnodtA/s1600-h/bra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 121px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SdLvuYWf14I/AAAAAAAABCQ/Ay7Q_vnodtA/s400/bra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319577689967810434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning if you don't have boobies my may not like this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so its my turn to complain. I really try not to however I am board and the kids are asleep and Blaine is driving to Tucson. I have to admit that I am very lucky with what a good baby Cameron is. He is such a great sleeper and eater. On the eating part. I do not breast feed my kids. I tried with Ryan but my milk never came in . We talked to the Doctor about it and I just get super engorged and my ducts get clogged. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SdLvx1zDQDI/AAAAAAAABCY/Kkv6-xnLdRA/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 137px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SdLvx1zDQDI/AAAAAAAABCY/Kkv6-xnLdRA/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319577749411807282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was told after I had Emily about the old cabbage trick and it really worked. For those who don't know you take green cold  cabbage leafs and put them on your boobs until they smell like cooked cabbage and this is suppose to help dry up your milk. I have to admit I really didn't believe it but I thought if it could get rid of my pain I would try anything. So I did with Emily and it worked great. So I was happy that I already knew a trick that would help me after Cameron came. I am doing the wrap yourself in the ace bandage and cabbage. I am ready to chop them off. I am taking my pain killers for my boobs now. I am not really having any pain from pushing out a 9 pound baby I am having pain from my killer boobs. It got so bad today I took a scalding hot shower to try and help. I have even tried to pump but I have nothing so I guess I am just going to deal with it. Hopefully by the end of the week I will be doing better. The funny thing is Ryan is having the hardest part with my chest. He saw that I have a bandage as he calls it on my chest (ace bandage) and he saw me putting ice on it and he almost started crying thinking that I am really really hurt. The things little kids worry about.&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough of the complaining. I am very grateful for my hurt boobs I have a healthy baby I am healthy and didn't almost die this time.  Ryan is doing great with Cameron he isn't always wanting to hold him but will every once in a while will help me and he will come up and ask to give him a kiss. I have great kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-8817195463870053794?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8817195463870053794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=8817195463870053794&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/8817195463870053794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/8817195463870053794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/pain-pain-pain.html' title='Pain Pain Pain'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SdLvuYWf14I/AAAAAAAABCQ/Ay7Q_vnodtA/s72-c/bra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-1104527690318294203</id><published>2009-03-31T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T15:23:13.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SdKXyMiSbTI/AAAAAAAABB4/teoCb1h3-OY/s1600-h/SDC10144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319480998492269874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SdKXyMiSbTI/AAAAAAAABB4/teoCb1h3-OY/s400/SDC10144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cameron has been here for 4 days now and we couldn't ask for a better baby. We took him in for his 3 day check up yesterday and he is now 8 lbs 15 oz and 22" long. (we started at 9 lbs 20z 21.5" long). He is in the 97% for his weight and height. The doctor said congratulations you have a one month old. He is a great sleeper. He usually at night wakes up every three hours and eats about 3 oz then goes back to sleep. The hospital had us on Simulac formula and I was just going to keep him on that until we ran out of all the free stuff that they gave to us but we have switched a little sooner than that. I switched Ryan to the Good Start formula because it is easier for them to digest and Ryan got super constipated on the Simulac. Well Cameron has as well. I noticed his little poops have been getting less and less. So we decided to switch Cameron on Sunday. Last night he had a really hard night because he couldn't poop. He would wake up every hour just crying like he was in so much pain. We are still not totally normal yet but he is doing better Hopefully in the next few days he will be better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-1104527690318294203?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1104527690318294203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=1104527690318294203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/1104527690318294203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/1104527690318294203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-4.html' title='Day 4'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SdKXyMiSbTI/AAAAAAAABB4/teoCb1h3-OY/s72-c/SDC10144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-4038078308977669600</id><published>2009-03-29T20:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T20:41:17.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day one at home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SdA-ukhM_qI/AAAAAAAABBw/c6cJbvbW_XE/s1600-h/SDC10134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318820129722400418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SdA-ukhM_qI/AAAAAAAABBw/c6cJbvbW_XE/s400/SDC10134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have had a great day at home. Cameron's first night went really well. It was so nice to be home and to sleep in my own bed. Cameron would wake up every 2 1/2 hours to eat he would down a 2 oz bottle then be out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;. I love this kid. The last time I put him down was around six and he let me sleep till about 9:30. Ryan on the other hand we think woke up some time around 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; but didn't wake us up till he wanted me to open his fruit snacks around 8. We sent Ryan to church so he could go to his primary class that he has been doing pretty good in. Today they had substitutes and that didn't go over very well. I was upstairs feeding Cameron when the doorbell rang. It was papa and Ryan thank goodness for grandparents that are in the same ward. He said Ryan was done he sat in the Clerks office with Gary and he got him to calm down but he wasn't going back to class so he brought him home. I asked Ryan if his teachers where gone and he said yes and it was not fun. Blaine took Ryan to Ellen's for dinner and so he could see his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cousins&lt;/span&gt;. So we had a great day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-4038078308977669600?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4038078308977669600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=4038078308977669600&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/4038078308977669600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/4038078308977669600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-one-at-home.html' title='Day one at home'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SdA-ukhM_qI/AAAAAAAABBw/c6cJbvbW_XE/s72-c/SDC10134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-555010972985467083</id><published>2009-03-28T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T23:13:36.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Baby Cameron</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sc8HeO3ZQcI/AAAAAAAABAY/HN9CogbINpM/s1600-h/SDC10112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318477900915753410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sc8HeO3ZQcI/AAAAAAAABAY/HN9CogbINpM/s400/SDC10112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today we where able to come home from the hospital with baby Cameron. I was able to go and be induced on Thursday night at 10:00. I was so happy we got there early to do the check in stuff and then we waited to be taken back till around 10:15ish. We got all the billion questions out of the way. So here is the funny thing. I haven't been having regular timetable contractions for a while. The night we went in to be induced we took Ryan to Blaine's parents house and got him into bed since he had school the next day and we waited there to go in. I was having contractions the entire time we where at Blaine's parents house. When I left the Dr.'s office that day she said that I was the same as I had been for the past few weeks at a three. When I was checked at the hospital I was at a 4. So around 11:00ish they started my Pitocin. After that I went pretty fast with dilating at least. The problem was Cameron was still high and not in the birth canal. They said that they could feel his head but he would just bob in the fluid. He didn't want to come down. At 8:00 my Dr. came in to see how we where doing. I was at a 6 and 80% thinned out but still no Cameron coming down. a few minuets after the Dr. left I told the nurse that I think that my water broke. Sure enough it had. That is when the fun began. By 9:15 the told me to try pushing to see how I would do I pushed twice and they yelled at me to stop so they could go and page my Dr. after 20 minuets of pushing Cameron was here. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318478358747027746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sc8H44a4GSI/AAAAAAAABAg/GIGAr2c_d7I/s400/SDC10113.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Cameron was born at 9:55am. They plopped him on my chest ad that was new because they couldn't do that with Ryan. Cameron gave the nurses a run for their money because the kept moving so they would loose the heart beat as well has having a low heart beat. It got so low for a while they stayed in the room and said that if didn't improve that we would have to talk about a c-section. Thank goodness it didn't come to that. I think? I ended up tearing pretty bad and think that a c-section could have been better. Cameron took a minuet to start crying and when he did it wasn't that strong. So he ended up going up to the NICU' s transition nursery. It was only going to be for a couple of hours but turned into 7 hours. Needless to say I was very anxious to get him back in my room. I went up to the NICU to see him and hold him again and they said that he was doing better and could come down to my room. I was so happy.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318478993384122162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sc8Id0oJpzI/AAAAAAAABAo/0MVJMWjA9bc/s400/SDC10117.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mommy and Cameron before they took him to the NICU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318479719081069106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sc8JIEDySjI/AAAAAAAABAw/Q2F-hreNGwc/s400/SDC10119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cameron under the warmer in the NICU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After we got settled and then Blaine went to his parents house to get Ryan. I had been very worried for this part of introducing Ryan to Cameron not sure how he would react. When they got there I was holding Cameron and Ryan didn't really care. Blaine took Cameron and went and sat down and Ryan walked over to see him. I told Ryan I wanted to take there picture and he as okay with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318480097999759122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sc8JeHpCpxI/AAAAAAAABA4/lEukNiYCauk/s400/SDC10121.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The main thing that was bothering Ryan was the fact fact that I was wearing the hospital gown. He didn't like it and I told him they where PJ's and he was good. He even came and sat by me because I asked him if he wanted to hold the baby and he said yes. I was shocked he was so happy he said that he was so cute.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318480598967741794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sc8J7R5HbWI/AAAAAAAABBA/9rPzlsVKVNM/s400/SDC10122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318481293431118658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sc8Kjs-Fm0I/AAAAAAAABBI/F8M8tA_eT8I/s400/SDC10123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ryan checking under Cameron's hat to see if he had hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318482747578190786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sc8L4WFxC8I/AAAAAAAABBQ/Uw1JmalFJiE/s400/SDC10124.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ryan checking to make sure that he has ears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318485154048605666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sc8OEa5BfeI/AAAAAAAABBY/CzVNC0ohcXs/s400/SDC10125.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kissing his baby brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318486134158651810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sc8O9eFd8aI/AAAAAAAABBg/00mMATdPuIE/s400/SDC10126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ryan hanging out in Moms room eating her cookie&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318487111008965106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sc8P2VIu0fI/AAAAAAAABBo/3YrucHl89cc/s400/SDC10127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ryan checking to see why Cameron was crying. What a good big brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We where able to come home this afternoon. I was so happy. We could have stayed for one more day but I really wanted to come home so I could sleep better in my own bed and not have people coming in all night long to take my temp and check my blood pressure. Blaine and I went down to the cafeteria to get some lunch around 1:30ish and came back at 2 and they said that they where done with him and that we could go home. We were in the car by 3:30 on our way home.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We went to Blaine's parents to get Ryan and now we are all home and happy.&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/1470091516051750731-555010972985467083?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/555010972985467083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=555010972985467083&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/555010972985467083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/555010972985467083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/welcome-baby-cameron.html' title='Welcome Baby Cameron'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sc8HeO3ZQcI/AAAAAAAABAY/HN9CogbINpM/s72-c/SDC10112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-7556285144741546703</id><published>2009-03-28T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T19:24:06.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cameron Ray Matthews</title><content type='html'>Just a picture really fast of Cameron I will post some more later tonight.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sc7bqfQOgJI/AAAAAAAABAQ/TdBDuxabJl0/s1600-h/0328091823b_284627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sc7bqfQOgJI/AAAAAAAABAQ/TdBDuxabJl0/s400/0328091823b_284627.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318429732961681554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cameron Ray Matthews&lt;br /&gt;3/27/2009&lt;br /&gt;9:55am&lt;br /&gt;9pounds 2 ounces and 21 1/2 inches long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-7556285144741546703?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7556285144741546703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=7556285144741546703&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/7556285144741546703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/7556285144741546703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/cameron-ray-matthews.html' title='Cameron Ray Matthews'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sc7bqfQOgJI/AAAAAAAABAQ/TdBDuxabJl0/s72-c/0328091823b_284627.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-7215176348953539280</id><published>2009-03-26T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T16:51:48.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Is Coming</title><content type='html'>After my appt. today I was able to talk my Dr. into inducing me. At first she said tomorrow or Saturday then she asked if they had any openings if we could go tonight. So we are going in tonight to be induced. Then my Dr. should be able to deliver me sometime tomarrow. So I will have Blaine or someone upload pics and everything as soon as he gets here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-7215176348953539280?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7215176348953539280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=7215176348953539280&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/7215176348953539280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/7215176348953539280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/baby-is-coming.html' title='Baby Is Coming'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-3101006405399343605</id><published>2009-03-26T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T12:50:32.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At the Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/ScvZrOxlL-I/AAAAAAAAA_w/bzZ_W2jZNZk/s1600-h/Just+horsing+around.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/ScvZrOxlL-I/AAAAAAAAA_w/bzZ_W2jZNZk/s400/Just+horsing+around.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317583121764659170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ryan has been asking to go to the "Playground" a lot lately so we have been taking him to Mt. View park because it is nicer than the one in our complex and usually there are always kids there for him to play with.  There was one day a couple of weeks ago when we where the only ones there and so I called Ashley to see if she wanted to bring her kids over to play.  So she brought over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kayli&lt;/span&gt; and Lilly and so they could play. They had so much fun running around playing. I forgot my camera but Ashley came prepared and got some really cute pictures.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/ScvaI5vECYI/AAAAAAAAA_4/F-XH5OUaigE/s1600-h/Cell+Mates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/ScvaI5vECYI/AAAAAAAAA_4/F-XH5OUaigE/s400/Cell+Mates.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317583631513028994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ryan and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kayli&lt;/span&gt; playing at the park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Scva0mwJwPI/AAAAAAAABAA/zRxJZ7D69zU/s1600-h/Go+Ryan+Go.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Scva0mwJwPI/AAAAAAAABAA/zRxJZ7D69zU/s400/Go+Ryan+Go.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317584382331568370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ryan is Super Fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/ScvbZXp0r3I/AAAAAAAABAI/vMY2kb4cgso/s1600-h/The+happy+parents.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/ScvbZXp0r3I/AAAAAAAABAI/vMY2kb4cgso/s400/The+happy+parents.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317585013933649778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hope you are all happy Ashley got a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Prego&lt;/span&gt; picture of me. I hate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;prego&lt;/span&gt; pictures of me because I feel so uncomfortable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have a Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Appt&lt;/span&gt; this afternoon so I will let everyone know how it goes. This is my last appointment so my due date is Saturday and Blaine has a very crazy week next week and my dad is flying into town so it would be great if this baby comes this weekend but I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;thinking&lt;/span&gt; that he won't come till next Tuesday since my Dr. isn't on call at all this weekend and she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; work Monday's so I don't think she will induce till Tuesday. We will keep our fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-3101006405399343605?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3101006405399343605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=3101006405399343605&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/3101006405399343605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/3101006405399343605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/at-park.html' title='At the Park'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/ScvZrOxlL-I/AAAAAAAAA_w/bzZ_W2jZNZk/s72-c/Just+horsing+around.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-518636448817730517</id><published>2009-03-19T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T21:38:33.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr Appt Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/ScMbyNk5QAI/AAAAAAAAA_o/YNZw208YFig/s1600-h/clip_art_baby-1_copy_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 110px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/ScMbyNk5QAI/AAAAAAAAA_o/YNZw208YFig/s400/clip_art_baby-1_copy_web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315122534679134210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had another doctors appointment today and there is still no baby. I am still dilated to a 3 and she did end up stripping my membranes again this week. I think she did a better job this week &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; since I left her office I have been in a lot more pain and the good news is I have actually been having contractions. They are not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;timetable&lt;/span&gt; yet however I have had more this afternoon than I have had all week.  She said that since there is nothing wrong with me or the baby that she doesn't want to induce until I am over my due date.(next Sat) so if Cameron hasn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;shown&lt;/span&gt; himself by my next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt; on Thursday at that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt; we will set a date to be induced. So we will see. I am not doing much of anything &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; my back hurts so bad so I feel bad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; I have been neglecting my house, family and calling. We have been trying to take Ryan to the playground since he is on Spring break this week and seems to be a little board.  He has a makeup session for OT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; so that will make him happy. He loves his new OT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;therapist&lt;/span&gt; Laura and is doing really good with her. I am looking forward to when school starts &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; he is saying that he wants to go. So that is the update on our little family for the moment. We will let you all know if something else &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;happens&lt;/span&gt;. Wish us luck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-518636448817730517?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/518636448817730517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=518636448817730517&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/518636448817730517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/518636448817730517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/dr-appt-update.html' title='Dr Appt Update'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/ScMbyNk5QAI/AAAAAAAAA_o/YNZw208YFig/s72-c/clip_art_baby-1_copy_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-5892082566020197636</id><published>2009-03-17T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T15:48:24.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Waiting</title><content type='html'>Yes we are still waiting for this baby to come. I have kind of become a home body and not really doing anything because I am in so much pain. I can hardly walk because my back is so bad. I usually get out to take Ryan to his therapy and that is about it. I have felt bad for Ryan so the past few nights after Blaine has gotten off work we take him to the Big Playground (Mt. View Park) so he could run around. We have been to triage twice now and I have come to the conclusion unless there is a huge gush of water or my contractions get to be 3 min a part I am not going back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday nights Blaine has to drive to Tucson. He usually doesn't 't get to leave till 7 or 8 and usually on a good night gets home around 1 or 2 in the morning. The past couple of weeks he as been worried that I would go into labor while he was gone. No big deal we had a plan just in case but nothing has happened. He called me today from work and said that the stuff he has to take to Tucson will be done at 4:00 ish so we are all going for a little ride this afternoon to Tucson. Ryan loves his dads big truck and I guess I could get out of the house for a while.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/ScAolJIEGuI/AAAAAAAAA_U/V_mPToCosRE/s1600-h/big+truck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/ScAolJIEGuI/AAAAAAAAA_U/V_mPToCosRE/s400/big+truck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314292178867198690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Maybe the bumpiness of the truck will start something.(I don't hold my breath) So that is the most update information from our house. I have my next Dr. Appt on Thursday. There is a possibility that my dad is stopping by on his way home from a business trip for a couple of days so I am really hoping this baby comes before then so he can see his grandson. So we will see what happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-5892082566020197636?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5892082566020197636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=5892082566020197636&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/5892082566020197636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/5892082566020197636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/still-waiting.html' title='Still Waiting'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/ScAolJIEGuI/AAAAAAAAA_U/V_mPToCosRE/s72-c/big+truck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-6866604452951351005</id><published>2009-03-13T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T17:15:47.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Much Needed Updated Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I Love This Kid How Could You Not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SbxFQ8h4JsI/AAAAAAAAA-w/a82e-16c5bw/s1600-h/030309_1406%5B00%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313197817818785474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SbxFQ8h4JsI/AAAAAAAAA-w/a82e-16c5bw/s400/030309_1406%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Since it has been so long since I have updated we have taken a lot of pics of Ryan and haven't posted them. I don't think that they will be in order but at least they will be posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PRESCHOOL OLYMPICS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312762571901337826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sbq5aTIrgOI/AAAAAAAAA9w/-rG8QB_xovw/s400/SDC10106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A few weeks ago at Ryan's school they had preschool Olympics and I totally forgot about it. Although it was probably a good thing that I didn't go. Anytime Blaine or I show up at school during school hours he starts crying and shuts down. It's like he thinks that is his time and mom and dad aren't allowed at school. So when he got off the bus with his little metal on I felt bad. So I told Ryan that we needed to take a picture of him with his metal. He was so proud of it. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312764025114580818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sbq6u4xt11I/AAAAAAAAA-A/BlwKPwiMdD8/s400/SDC10105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;He was so proud of his gold metal. So I am glad that I didn't go otherwise he wouldn't have done any of the activities and would have just stood there and cry. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Big Truck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313191620904981218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/Sbw_oPOfkuI/AAAAAAAAA-I/YR8qjCqUZDw/s400/010309_1321%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Once a month Blaine delivers the Clipper Magazine to a lot of the post offices in the valley. On Saturday he has to deliver to Mesa Gilbert and the Chandler post offices. So usually we meet up with Blaine after he finishes his Gilbert run and we go for a ride in "the big truck".This is Ryan's favorite thing to do. It usually takes a couple of hours while he finishes his last few runs. We get to go to the back of the post office so he gets to see all the mail man(which really means he sees their little cars) then we sit in the truck while Blaine unloads the pallets of mail. He could ride in that truck all day and be super happy. Whatever makes him happy its free and he loves it.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313193693970655810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SbxBg5_3akI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/C7ttCwooDZo/s400/011909_1010%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is Ryan in Blaine's warehouse Blaine had to reload his truck and so Ryan thinks that means he needs to help. Since that won't work Blaine lets him pull this around and he seems to be happy till he can get the truck loaded. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313194443547230354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SbxCMiY2QJI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/hFMVS0qci2Y/s400/011909_1332%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boys will be boys Ryan and Blaine are at the "Fish store" (Bass Pro) every time that we go to Bass Pro the boys like to do the gun game. This time Ryan wanted to do it the only problem is that he couldn't hold the gun so Blaine held it and told Ryan when to shoot. They actually did pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Red Robin and Mommy's Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Birthdays in Blaine's family usually the birthday person gets to pick where they want to go to eat then everyone is invited and whoever wants to come will come. So this year for my birthday I decided to do Red Robin. We go there a lot and Ryan likes it so It works out. Sorry no pics of me I love being the person behind the camera. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313196079769159490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SbxDrxyjh0I/AAAAAAAAA-o/PVjpCmtE7nI/s400/021609_1854%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313195602983273922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SbxDQBn8RcI/AAAAAAAAA-g/oVMN3NStewk/s400/021609_1853%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Ryan doing his double shot. He got his normal kid Root Beer however then he wanted Blaine's big cup however he wanted them at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Walking Mommy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We have been walking a lot latley to try and induce labor and that hasn't happend. So this last Saturday we where trying to figure out where to walk and Blaine's dad was saying that he was thinking about going to Fry's Electronics for something. So we decided to go with him because it was air conditioned. We found the lovley chairs that I really want I really didn't think that Ryan would sit in it or if he did I thought he would freak out but no. He really liked it it was hard to get him out of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313198120954895858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SbxFilzKHfI/AAAAAAAAA-4/zTzJMI-hoJo/s400/030709_1236%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Everytime the the message things would go down his back you could just see his entire body go with it. So funny.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313199458762175954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SbxGwdhRNdI/AAAAAAAAA_A/wkcW__HYE0g/s400/030709_1237%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think Ryan would like to take this home&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313200367235702482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SbxHlV2PHtI/AAAAAAAAA_I/q3fNYp2VRHA/s400/030709_1242%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is Ryan?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-6866604452951351005?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6866604452951351005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=6866604452951351005&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/6866604452951351005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/6866604452951351005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/some-much-needed-updated-pictures.html' title='Some Much Needed Updated Pictures'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SbxFQ8h4JsI/AAAAAAAAA-w/a82e-16c5bw/s72-c/030309_1406%5B00%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-2631430916316414663</id><published>2009-03-13T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T09:20:45.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still No Baby</title><content type='html'>I am so sorry that I am not doing very good with keeping up with my blog lately. I haven't really wanted to much of anything plus my husband has had me out walking for the past couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;So this is the latest. I was having contractions yesterday morning(Thursday) we waited for a couple of hours to make sure that my contractions where staying 5 min a part. We went in and of course my contractions stop. They checked me and I was dilated to a 3 1/2 cm so they said why don't you walk. So we did we walked at the hospital for a hour still no contractions. They said that if I could dilate that last 1/2cm that they would keep me. That's right nothing happened so they sent me home to walk some more and said that they would most likely see me back this weekend. Whatever I am trying to have a positive attitude about the entire thing but it has left me. I am so tired and in so much pain from walking that I  just can't do it anymore. Of course once you get to this huge stage everyone tells you all the things to do at home to induce labor. We have done everything BUT the Caster Oil. I have had a few friends that have had very bad reactions to that so we will not do that and NOTHING IS HAPPENING. This kid is as stubborn as his parents and older brother.&lt;br /&gt;I told Blaine that I can't do the walking thing again for the next couple of days my knees are super swollen as well as my feet and I can hardly walk. I know that the gravity helps but sitting is going to be as good as it gets for a couple of days. I was really hoping to have this baby before spring break but it doesn't look like it is going to happen. He is already starting to be a goober head and he isn't even born yet.  So that is the latest I think unless my water breaks that we are just going to stay home and chill. Ryan keeps yelling at my belly and he is even bargaining with it. He says come out baby brother and we will play cars. And that is huge for him to want to share his cars with someone. He is just tired of me not being able to lift him and he doesn't fit on my lap anymore. So keep your fingers crossed for us that something happends soon other wise I may go insane. The good news is that baby Cameron sound like he is doing good and his head is back where it needs to be so little one I guess we will all just have to wait for you to decide to come out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-2631430916316414663?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2631430916316414663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=2631430916316414663&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/2631430916316414663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/2631430916316414663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/still-no-baby.html' title='Still No Baby'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-4691153293748092121</id><published>2009-03-05T14:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T15:33:48.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 5 Years Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SbBbYlx-wSI/AAAAAAAAA9o/9en3LBQMhHA/s1600-h/wedd.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SbBbYlx-wSI/AAAAAAAAA9o/9en3LBQMhHA/s400/wedd.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309844438686548258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes today is our 5 year anniversary.  It seems like a lot longer but in a good way. I can't really remember my life without Blaine. He is such a great husband I couldn't ask for better. He especially lately is so good with me and doesn't let me being grumpy get to him. He has been such a huge help with Ryan and takes care of him even though he has worked all day and since I haven't been a good wife with cleaning keeping up with the laundry or having any dinner ready he still forgives me. We just keep telling ourselves that I won't be like this forever even though it seems like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-6f.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=1152921504628212847&amp;amp;site=widget-6f.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1152921504628212847&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6f.slide.com/p1/1152921504628212847/bb_t011_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1152921504628212847&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6f.slide.com/p2/1152921504628212847/bb_t011_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1152921504628212847&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6f.slide.com/p4/1152921504628212847/bb_t011_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We where really hoping that we would be spending tonight at the hospital with a new baby or having a new baby and it isn't going to happen.  I have been walking for the past two days and having some strong contractions nothing seems to be happening. I had contractions 8 min a part for two days. They want it to be about 5 min before I go in to the hospital. So unless my water breaks (and I am praying that it will) or my contractions get good. We are staying home.&lt;br /&gt;So that is the baby update for now. Sorry to all my friends I am ignoring. I am not feeling very social at the moment with only getting about 2 hours of sleep every night I am not the most pleasant person to be around. I will be better after this dang baby starts cooperating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-4691153293748092121?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4691153293748092121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=4691153293748092121&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/4691153293748092121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/4691153293748092121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-5-years-baby.html' title='Happy 5 Years Baby'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SbBbYlx-wSI/AAAAAAAAA9o/9en3LBQMhHA/s72-c/wedd.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-8949562430385578723</id><published>2009-02-24T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T18:56:22.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Kid</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SaSyso0eH7I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/Frrl5m3ctN4/s1600-h/SDC10104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306562740890771378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SaSyso0eH7I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/Frrl5m3ctN4/s400/SDC10104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night we went out to dinner with my grandparents a week late for my birthday because they where out of town on my birthday. So we went out of an early dinner Ryan didn't really eat anything. He has some chicken nuggets after therapy but that was about it. So we get home and Blaine picked up Ryan out of the truck because Ryan wanted him to carry him in the house. It all went down hill from there. Ryan threw up all over Blaine and himself. Blaine got him out of the truck just in time. Then Ryan kept throwing up all over the grass and he was catching some great air. We took him in and put him right into the tub. Ryan thought that he was in trouble and we kept telling him that he wasn't. Ryan was up most of the night dry heaving so that meant that I was up most of the night as well. He didn't go to school today and just lounged around today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306562250649804562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SaSyQGh6nxI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/EIwDnD9v8TE/s400/SDC10103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am happy to report that Ryan is feeling better tonight. I have given him pretty bland food most of the day and didn't give him anything to heavy till tonight and he is doing great. He has even beaten up his dad so you know he is feeling better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-8949562430385578723?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8949562430385578723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=8949562430385578723&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/8949562430385578723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/8949562430385578723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/sick-kid.html' title='Sick Kid'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SaSyso0eH7I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/Frrl5m3ctN4/s72-c/SDC10104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-298262710256180782</id><published>2009-02-23T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T13:04:08.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preggo Pic</title><content type='html'>So the other night we had a YW/YM activity and my friend Ashley found out that I haven't taken any pictures of myself while I have been pregnant.  To tell you the truth I think I have two from with I was pregnant with Ryan and one of me sitting while I was pregnant with Emily. Lets just say I don't think of it and I usually remember on the way to the hospital. So thank you Ashley for taking care of that for me. =0)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SaMOxGc77rI/AAAAAAAAA9A/pO6Rit68uW8/s1600-h/baby+cameron.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SaMOxGc77rI/AAAAAAAAA9A/pO6Rit68uW8/s400/baby+cameron.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306101022680936114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is me at 35 weeks after two baby showers and a yw/ym activity needless to say I went home and passed out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-298262710256180782?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/298262710256180782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=298262710256180782&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/298262710256180782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/298262710256180782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/preggo-pic.html' title='Preggo Pic'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SaMOxGc77rI/AAAAAAAAA9A/pO6Rit68uW8/s72-c/baby+cameron.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-2275970097524642776</id><published>2009-02-20T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:50:43.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another baby update</title><content type='html'>I went to the Dr. again this week and not much has changed except my weight. I came home and told Blaine how much I had gone up and he was shocked and started making fun of me. He will pay for that later=0). SO I have dilated to a 2 now the baby is ready to come however the Dr. would still really like me to hold off till next weekend when I will be 36 weeks.  I hope next week we can nail down a date a little better becasue now I am in constant pain with my back and can't take any of my good meds for it. There are sometimes I can't even walk becasue it is so bad. The only way I sleep is if I take a sleeping pill so I am deffenantly to the done stage. So we will see what this next week brings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-2275970097524642776?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2275970097524642776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=2275970097524642776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/2275970097524642776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/2275970097524642776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-baby-update.html' title='Another baby update'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-1640474082738763446</id><published>2009-02-17T22:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T23:24:59.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from Emily's Birthday</title><content type='html'>I did post about the year anniversary of Emily but I didn't post any pictures. Better late than never right. January 26th we did go out to the cemetery to put some new flowers when we got there we noticed that there was a couple of people who had also been by and left some flowers as well. So thank you to you who did that even though we don't know who you where we very much appreciate it. Ryan helped me cut down the stems of our flowers then we combined all the flowers. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304029821294895298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SZuzBUBcYMI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/Dq0hMhSdJIc/s400/SDC10058.JPG" border="0" /&gt; These are the flowers that we found when we got there &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304030526119059474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SZuzqVsnoBI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/6k7qsOQbn9E/s400/SDC10059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ryan showing the flowers that we picked out&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304031939955212322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SZu08opbQCI/AAAAAAAAA8o/Y3YMDTiufuw/s400/SDC10062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304031361959194786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SZu0a_cb8KI/AAAAAAAAA8g/yq2DHvF3qa8/s400/SDC10061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ryan helping mommy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304032874960075762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SZu1zDz9O_I/AAAAAAAAA8w/BRrgjsZw6Mo/s400/SDC10062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What a good little helper&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304033744955785458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SZu2lszGQPI/AAAAAAAAA84/oO8mQ7Q5ba0/s400/SDC10066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The finished flowers with everyone accounted for Ryan did such a great job helping me put it together. Thank you again to whoever brought he other flowers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-1640474082738763446?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1640474082738763446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=1640474082738763446&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/1640474082738763446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/1640474082738763446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/pictures-from-emilys-birthday.html' title='Pictures from Emily&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SZuzBUBcYMI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/Dq0hMhSdJIc/s72-c/SDC10058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-3470720703940132720</id><published>2009-02-17T22:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T22:58:15.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to update pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have been bad about blogging lately. I haven't really been doing much of anything lately. Every Tuesday night Blaine has to drive to Tuscon he usually goes to the Tribune to pick up the Tuscon Explorer newspaper around 6:30 loads up then drives it to two different locations in Tuscon then drives home and on a good night if everything has gone good he is home around 1:00am ish. Today has kicked my butt. I have been having contractions like crazy but nothing close enough together that I want to go to the hospital. I decided to go and teach my bow class and got through that okay. Blaine decided that he was going to take Ryan with him for a daddy Ryan night. Blaine drive a 26foot truck when he delivers this stuff to Tuscon. Ryan LOVES riding in daddy's BIG TRUCK. Ryan has no school on Wednesday so I didn't care. It is now 11:46 a night and all is well with the boys on the road. They stopped and got McDonald's then later they stopped to get gas and got an ice cream cone and Ryan fell asleep 20 miles this side of Tuscon. After they got there and started to unload he woke up and is going strong again. Blaine took the DVD player with them and they haven't had to use it yet. We will see how the rest of the trip goes.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304027589246604866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SZuw_Y_qVkI/AAAAAAAAA8I/7zloI2nhVcc/s400/truck.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't the greatest picture because it was dark and it's off of Blaine's cell phone. This is at Blaine's first stop he let Ryan lay on the bench seat while he was going to unload. It didn't last long till he woke up and wanted to help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-3470720703940132720?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3470720703940132720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=3470720703940132720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/3470720703940132720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/3470720703940132720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/time-to-update-pictures.html' title='Time to update pictures'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SZuw_Y_qVkI/AAAAAAAAA8I/7zloI2nhVcc/s72-c/truck.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-8759841040425145195</id><published>2009-02-07T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T09:24:28.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Update</title><content type='html'>I had just a normal two week check up yesterday and I didn't actually see my Dr. but saw the nurse practitioner she was really nice and asked how things are going and all that kind of good stuff. I am now 33 weeks and told her that I have been feeling a lot of pressure. So they wanted to make sure that I wasn't loosing amniotic  fluid and then they wanted to see if I was dilating. So hear are the results I am not loosing fluid. I haven't started to dilate but my cervix is very soft. They found some blood that has her concerned so I am going in for an ultrasound on Monday becasue on top of everything else I am measuring about a week and a half bigger than I should. I have another appointment on Tuesday to see my Dr. so we can hear what she has to say. They really want me to keep the baby in till I am 36 weeks and that would put me Feb. 28th but they are not sure if I will make it. So hopefully we will have more firm news for everyone on Tuesday. I am getting to the done stage so I am getting excited to finally see this little (big) kid who keeps ripping my insides to shreds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-8759841040425145195?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8759841040425145195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=8759841040425145195&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/8759841040425145195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/8759841040425145195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/baby-update.html' title='Baby Update'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-1108381966002934586</id><published>2009-02-05T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T21:39:52.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Cute</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So tonight I got home from my bow class and Ryan was in the tub and then Blaine told him it was time to get out and Ryan said okay and lets get ice cream cone. So he got dressed and came downstairs got his ice cream cone and let me have the big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;. I was shocked he took his ice cream one up to his room and turned on a movie and that was the last we heard of him. When Blaine and I came upstairs we found this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299551196728105762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SYvJvDX5myI/AAAAAAAAA7k/BNrjwe7MKhg/s400/SDC10071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some other fun stuff from today. A few days ago Ryan and I where at the store and we found some cookies so we got some to cook. He picked them out and I told him we would make them today. So after lunch I called him and asked him if he was ready to cook his cookies. He said yes and came running. The cute thing is he came downstairs wearing his tie. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299552665631931570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SYvLEjd3PLI/AAAAAAAAA7s/WJdZqV1KZNA/s400/SDC10070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is so dang cute. Then we put the cookies in the oven and he had to watch them cook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299553383583575106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SYvLuWC37EI/AAAAAAAAA70/FFTVy4IPlIs/s400/SDC10068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Before we put the cookies in we had to eat some of it so he is showing off that he was a huge wad of cookie in his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299554377589206866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SYvMoNASL1I/AAAAAAAAA78/F6pyvRIdBOc/s400/SDC10069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-1108381966002934586?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1108381966002934586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=1108381966002934586&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/1108381966002934586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/1108381966002934586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-cute.html' title='How Cute'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SYvJvDX5myI/AAAAAAAAA7k/BNrjwe7MKhg/s72-c/SDC10071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-4423575004192241840</id><published>2009-02-02T09:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T09:18:54.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superbowl Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SYcq7In11hI/AAAAAAAAA7c/ySZRtTFFazo/s1600-h/cards_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 188px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SYcq7In11hI/AAAAAAAAA7c/ySZRtTFFazo/s400/cards_logo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298250682039916050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a great Superbowl Sunday. I wasn't feeling the greatest not that I was sick but I just felt very big and it hurts to walk you know all the good stuff as you are coming to the end of being pregnant. So Blaine said why don't you stay home and he would take Ryan to church and then they would come home and get me and we would go to the party. So I let him after the shock was over of him offering to take him without me. I say this because Blaine usually finds a way to get out of going so I was very proud of him. After they got home we went to our friends house for a great Superbowl party we had tons of food and fun. There was about 10 kids including the babies and for the most part all the kids got along great. Ryan did really good I was shocked. I thought that we would have to take him down to my in laws house during half time but he didn't have anymore problems than any other of the kids.  I didn't get any pictures except for this one and it was on my phone so it wasn't the best but it is still cute. Ryan would come in every once in a while to watch the game but mostly played with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SYcn_G-Y6VI/AAAAAAAAA7U/_tjU213zVms/s1600-h/superbowl.aspx"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SYcn_G-Y6VI/AAAAAAAAA7U/_tjU213zVms/s400/superbowl.aspx" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298247451782211922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-4423575004192241840?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4423575004192241840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=4423575004192241840&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/4423575004192241840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/4423575004192241840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/superbowl-sunday.html' title='Superbowl Sunday'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SYcq7In11hI/AAAAAAAAA7c/ySZRtTFFazo/s72-c/cards_logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-5516879220439925792</id><published>2009-01-26T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T09:55:13.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Year Later</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SX32DYNyUWI/AAAAAAAAA7M/14s-lcIwlKM/s1600-h/item.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295659274757886306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SX32DYNyUWI/AAAAAAAAA7M/14s-lcIwlKM/s400/item.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SX3z2t65OxI/AAAAAAAAA60/7UV46CPp5DM/s1600-h/DSCN1899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295656858222672658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SX3z2t65OxI/AAAAAAAAA60/7UV46CPp5DM/s400/DSCN1899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today is has been a year since Emily was born. Emily Anne Matthews was born today January 26th at 9:36am. In some ways this year has gone by so fast and in other ways it seems like everything has just happened. I am so very grateful for the knowledge of Eternal families that we have. I am thankful for all the love and support that people have shown our family during the hard times. It was my brother Ryan's birthday on the 22nd and I was going to do a post for him but I was really not feeling good so I never got around to it. I know its lame. He would have been 24 years old. Since his and Emily's birthday are very close to each other I have been thinking a lot about them lately. It gives me such comfort to know that my little bro is taking care of his niece and is getting to spend all this time with her and that I don't have to worry about her because I know he is taking great care of her. I also think that they are both hanging out up in heaven taking car of this baby most likely telling him all the stuff to do to drive his parents crazy:) We are really looking forward to welcoming our newest baby Cameron and we know that he is meant to come to our family at this time. After Ryan is done with therapy today and Blaine gets off of work e are going out to the cemetery to put some new flowers at Emily's grave. It is so peaceful there and Ryan thinks that it is fun to put the flowers at her spot. As soon as we turn in he knows that it's Emily is what he calls it and then when we leave he always says bye Emily. In someways I think that he knows more about her than we do. Sorry this is kind of a scatter brain post but I have a lot on my mind and I don;t know if it even works anymore. Lately everything I say comes out wrong. I am so grateful to be a member of the church and to have the knowledge that families are forever and that I can see my baby again as well as my brother and that I am never alone. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295659024703704178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SX3100sOTHI/AAAAAAAAA7E/wR88WdyVS7E/s400/ryan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295657534533886082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SX30eFYDYII/AAAAAAAAA68/sY2B7aSN_Lc/s400/100_0256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-5516879220439925792?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5516879220439925792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=5516879220439925792&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/5516879220439925792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/5516879220439925792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/1-year-later.html' title='1 Year Later'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SX32DYNyUWI/AAAAAAAAA7M/14s-lcIwlKM/s72-c/item.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-5175793957968384956</id><published>2009-01-20T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T10:06:10.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Huge Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SXYRnJxzLkI/AAAAAAAAA5w/lX9-uJf-1us/s1600-h/face1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SXYRnJxzLkI/AAAAAAAAA5w/lX9-uJf-1us/s400/face1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293437776357961282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I went in for my 30 week ultrasound to check how big baby Cameron is getting. Well we found out that he is getting really big. He is in the 70% for his size great for him bad for me. Ryan was 8 pounds 7 ounces and was born a week late. So as of right now if I go to my due date Cameron will be well over 9 pounds. When Ryan was born my doctor told me that I would not be able to have any babies bigger than Ryan because they would not fit. So it will be interesting to hear what her plan is on Thursday because she has a reputation fro NOT inducing.  The lady that does the ultrasound said that I would be back in two more weeks to see how big he has gotten and she thinks that if I last for 4 more weeks that would be great. I am thinking the same thing I am hoping for the first part of March instead of the last week in March.  I was at a store yesterday and I lady asked me when I was due and I told her at the end of March and she thought I was due in the next two weeks haha. I must say I am really trying not to be a complainer I have been very blessed this pregnancy that everything has turned out the was that is has. Monday the 26th of January will mark the one year date since Emily was born. It is crazy to think that it has been a year in some ways it has seemed like it has gone by so fast and in others it feels like it has just happened.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SXYRvCS7tHI/AAAAAAAAA54/fsPj8eydPyA/s1600-h/face2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SXYRvCS7tHI/AAAAAAAAA54/fsPj8eydPyA/s400/face2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293437911788401778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SXYSBChhJ1I/AAAAAAAAA6A/MM-TQfD-WUc/s1600-h/openeye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SXYSBChhJ1I/AAAAAAAAA6A/MM-TQfD-WUc/s400/openeye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293438221087221586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cameron with his eyes opend looking at the camera :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SXYSSgegzgI/AAAAAAAAA6I/6k5i3W4N71U/s1600-h/foot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SXYSSgegzgI/AAAAAAAAA6I/6k5i3W4N71U/s400/foot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293438521185455618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cameron's foot. His feet are not as big as his brothers was but it is defiantly fatter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-5175793957968384956?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5175793957968384956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=5175793957968384956&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/5175793957968384956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/5175793957968384956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/huge-baby.html' title='Huge Baby'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SXYRnJxzLkI/AAAAAAAAA5w/lX9-uJf-1us/s72-c/face1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-6221920795645825269</id><published>2009-01-09T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T18:09:15.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Update</title><content type='html'>I am now 29 weeks and still going good. I had a Dr. Appt today and she said that I need to take Iron but other than that I am good. I am happy becasue I have hit the see the Dr. every two weeks from now on. That makes me happy becasue I a closer to the end. I have an ultrasound on the 19th so I will have fun pictures after that. The baby is growing good. He loves to move around at 2:30 in the morning that is also his favorite time of day to get hiccups. SMy next bab post in two weeks should be more fun so check back again soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-6221920795645825269?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6221920795645825269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=6221920795645825269&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/6221920795645825269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/6221920795645825269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/baby-update.html' title='Baby Update'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-7987693682200596922</id><published>2009-01-03T20:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T21:34:13.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SWBHt3yRztI/AAAAAAAAA5o/qQ0lTz2e40Q/s1600-h/100_0700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287304815927480018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SWBHt3yRztI/AAAAAAAAA5o/qQ0lTz2e40Q/s400/100_0700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was a little worried how Christmas morning was going to go this year. Last year Ryan didn't want anything to do with opening any of his presents. Blaine and I ended up opening everything and then he eventually started to play with his new toys. This year went a lot better. I woke up around 6:30 with heartburn surprise surprises. Ryan had been getting up the few days before around 7 so I figured that it would be the same this morning . NOT the way it happened. My grandparents came over at 8:30 and e were going to open gifts then have breakfast. Ryan had just barley gotten out of bed when my grandparents got here. Blaine and I kept wondering when he was going to get up because we wanted to open our gifts because nether one of us knew what we got each other and this was the first time in 4 years. Ryan came downstairs sat an the couch and really didn't want to do anything. So we let him wake up a little and he seemed like he was ready to go. Most of his gifts this year I put into gift bags so he didn't have to tear any paper. He got a little excited so I decided to give him some of the ones that were wrapped. Ryan got two big presents this year that was saved for him to open till the end otherwise we wouldn't have gotten through the rest of the gifts. My grandparents have Wii at there house and Ryan loves to play it and is really good at bowling. So the beginning of November I found one and hid it till Christmas. My grandparents got him two other controllers as well as controller covers. So I let him open the bag that had the controller in it and he just gave me this look like what is this for. Then he opened the bag with the controller covers in it and thought that it was cool because it was green. But he had this look on his face like what do you want me to do with this. Then he opened the bag with he Wii in it and got really excited. We told him that it was Ryan's and that we could play bowling on the big TV. Lets just say Blaine couldn't set it up fast enough. This was big gift #1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Big gift #2: Just within the last few months Ryan loves trains. we got him a little train set from Ikea that has magnets on the ends of the trains with a little wood track. So I found this rain table at Toys R Us that we got a really great deal on however that is a story in itself. Lets just say we got $175 train table for $80.00. My parents got this for Ryan we got it on Black Friday night and we had it hidden at Blaine's dad's shop until Ryan went to bed Christmas Eve. I got a bicycle bag to wrap it in because it was so big and heavy. We had it set up in front of the bathroom door downstairs so to him he thought that it was just a decoration on the door since it was taller than him. After the Wii was set up and he played a round of bowling I said Ryan oh no we forgot a present come over here and look. So we walked over to me and said look what is this. He said it's a door. So I showed him how to pull the plastic and he kept pulling and pulling till he saw that outside of the box. I have this all on video but I haven't gotten a cable to transfer things from my video camera to the computer yet so that will have to come later. His eyes got so big and he was so excited when he saw his 100 + train piece set. He wanted to take it up to his room right then. We convinced him to let us finish eating fist then it it took Blaine and I 2 hours to set it up. He loves it. It takes up all the extra room in his bedroom but he doesn't care at all. His cars use it as well as his trains. Thanks to Nana &amp;amp; Papa Bird for that. Next time we have decided that if you want to get him a gift with a half of million pic es that you need to come and set them up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-10.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=1152921504626977296&amp;amp;site=widget-10.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1152921504626977296&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-10.slide.com/p1/1152921504626977296/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1152921504626977296&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-10.slide.com/p2/1152921504626977296/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=1152921504626977296&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-10.slide.com/p4/1152921504626977296/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-4c.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=1152921504626977356&amp;amp;site=widget-4c.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1152921504626977356&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4c.slide.com/p1/1152921504626977356/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1152921504626977356&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4c.slide.com/p2/1152921504626977356/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=1152921504626977356&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4c.slide.com/p4/1152921504626977356/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-7987693682200596922?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7987693682200596922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=7987693682200596922&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/7987693682200596922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/7987693682200596922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-day.html' title='Christmas Day'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SWBHt3yRztI/AAAAAAAAA5o/qQ0lTz2e40Q/s72-c/100_0700.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-6803778008517836781</id><published>2009-01-03T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T20:53:16.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>I forgot to post some more pictures from when my dad was here. While he was here we went and got our Christmas tree. My dad thought that it was great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; we went to Home Depot and picked up the second tree we looked at. Lets just say that when my parents go and get a tree it takes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; longer and it is usually cold and my dad has to cut it down so on this day it was 70 + degrees and we where in and out in a few minuets. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287292972134631426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SWA88eOBCAI/AAAAAAAAA5I/2Ch_RBD6fjc/s400/100_0627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Ryan filling up the water for our Christmas Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287294488926065714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SWA-UwtRlDI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/2ILq_k9w_ew/s400/100_0628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Helping take the tree out of the truck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287295468609940482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SWA_NyUHLAI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/dzvlsi60f7Q/s400/100_0631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ryan cutting the netting off the tree&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287296387136919106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SWBADQGAlkI/AAAAAAAAA5g/uyirvhVeu4Q/s400/100_0641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Putting on the lights and he did such a great job&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/1470091516051750731-6803778008517836781?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6803778008517836781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=6803778008517836781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/6803778008517836781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/6803778008517836781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-tree.html' title='Christmas Tree'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SWA88eOBCAI/AAAAAAAAA5I/2Ch_RBD6fjc/s72-c/100_0627.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-9053368796698143668</id><published>2009-01-03T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T20:03:53.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December Makeup Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SWA0r_QwUOI/AAAAAAAAA5A/sLoAAEVmARw/s1600-h/gas2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287283892853690594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SWA0r_QwUOI/AAAAAAAAA5A/sLoAAEVmARw/s400/gas2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So our December was a little busy and I haven't been feeling very well so I have fallen behind on my posts. Sorry so this is my attempt to makeup for it. The first couple of weeks of December was nice and easy not a lot of stuff to do. I got all of my shopping done so I thought that I was doing good. I got my Christmas cards ready to be sent and sorry I still don't have them all out yet. Half of you got them for Christmas and half of you will get them within the next few days. Sorry will try to do better next year. The last two weeks of December got a little more crazy. Blaine had to drive to Austin Texas for a delivery I was going to drive with him we were leaving Sunday night driving strait through then dropping three pallets of mail at a post office then turning around and driving home. 17 hours one way. Since I haven't been doing all that great we decided it would be best if I didn't go. So Danny Blaine's brother volunteered to go the nice thing is that I was going to get paid for going so that made the deal a little nicer for Danny since he got paid. Blaine and Danny got home late late Monday night. Blaine was up at 8:00 the next day to get the van that they rented back. I fallowed in our car and Ryan got to ride in the van and we returned the van. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287283508469029346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SWA0VnUT2eI/AAAAAAAAA44/a31JpqitPcI/s400/gas1.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Ryan Supervising at the gas station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blaine and Ryan dropped me off at home and did some last minuet Christmas shopping since it was only 2 days away. They got home in time for Blaine and I to get ready to go to the Temple for Jenny's Endowment session. It was nice to go to the Temple again although I don't think I will do it again while I am big pregnant. I had contractions the entire time but I got through it. Afterwards we went to Jenny's parents house for a great dinner. I have to admit I was very proud of my husband because he stayed awake the entire time with only two hours of sleep in the past two days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-9053368796698143668?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9053368796698143668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=9053368796698143668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/9053368796698143668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/9053368796698143668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/december-makeup-post.html' title='December Makeup Post'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SWA0r_QwUOI/AAAAAAAAA5A/sLoAAEVmARw/s72-c/gas2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-7920679732488171839</id><published>2008-12-26T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T19:58:48.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowling</title><content type='html'>So this post is a little late but better late than never and it will be fun because there are a lot of pictures. My dad was able to come and visit for 4 days at the beginning of December becasue he had a business trip and we weren't that far out of the way. I love it when it works out like that. So back to the story my grandpa who is 81 has a Wii at his house and Ryan loves to play it. His favorite game is bowling and he is very good at it. So we thought that we would all go bowling Friday afternnon while my dad was in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SVWfo_vgSDI/AAAAAAAAAuY/4ESXdzS3awk/s1600-h/100_0604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SVWfo_vgSDI/AAAAAAAAAuY/4ESXdzS3awk/s400/100_0604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284305264443410482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got Ryan a 6 pound ball and he did really great. We went to the bowling ally in Gilbert it is new this year and we love it. They have it so you can set up the bumpers will come up automaticly for whoever you want them for. So Ryan was the only one that had bumpers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SVWgrXFCxwI/AAAAAAAAAug/dxXKoU3Yo2M/s1600-h/100_0622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SVWgrXFCxwI/AAAAAAAAAug/dxXKoU3Yo2M/s400/100_0622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284306404579133186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Twins daddy and Ryan. Daddy did such a great job showing Ryan how to bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SVWh72ZTI4I/AAAAAAAAAuo/vsN-YgwpvFc/s1600-h/100_0606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SVWh72ZTI4I/AAAAAAAAAuo/vsN-YgwpvFc/s400/100_0606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284307787375125378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Going for another STRIKE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SVWi2ZLfJDI/AAAAAAAAAuw/28lJv3AFzmc/s1600-h/100_0607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SVWi2ZLfJDI/AAAAAAAAAuw/28lJv3AFzmc/s400/100_0607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284308793144845362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He did it and is so proud of himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SVWjbdENikI/AAAAAAAAAu4/0FngGUZ5Yhw/s1600-h/100_0609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SVWjbdENikI/AAAAAAAAAu4/0FngGUZ5Yhw/s400/100_0609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284309429843233346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryan and Grandma Bird waiting for Ryan's turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SVWj2rRG26I/AAAAAAAAAvA/q9NSIDrFXIY/s1600-h/100_0613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SVWj2rRG26I/AAAAAAAAAvA/q9NSIDrFXIY/s400/100_0613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284309897511885730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryan watching to see if daddy scored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SVWkhmMwr5I/AAAAAAAAAvI/1qMsn4bqm24/s1600-h/100_0614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SVWkhmMwr5I/AAAAAAAAAvI/1qMsn4bqm24/s400/100_0614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284310634885853074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Going for another strike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SVWlEqg_IcI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/3Jwp3C3ISQk/s1600-h/100_0617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SVWlEqg_IcI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/3Jwp3C3ISQk/s400/100_0617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284311237339849154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know where he got the hands on the hips thing must have been from me but he does it all the time if he is waiting for something and it makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SVWllFPJsQI/AAAAAAAAAvY/2ZjMabTONm4/s1600-h/100_0618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SVWllFPJsQI/AAAAAAAAAvY/2ZjMabTONm4/s400/100_0618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284311794268614914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love to go bowling eventhough I am not very good at it. Well needless to say since I have a belly in my way I didn't do very good. My 3 1/2 year old beat me. By the end of the 1st game my back was so bad I was just going up to the lane and dropping the ball. So I didn't play the other two games. I am looking forward to going and playing again after the baby comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SVWmFKVi8GI/AAAAAAAAAvg/ALQPvno8kHY/s1600-h/100_0619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SVWmFKVi8GI/AAAAAAAAAvg/ALQPvno8kHY/s400/100_0619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284312345393426530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good idea daddy ever since we have been bowling Ryan has been asking to go anytime we get in the car to go somewhere "mom we go bowling?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SVWm8dChO-I/AAAAAAAAAvo/JTgbjvGWM4c/s1600-h/100_0620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SVWm8dChO-I/AAAAAAAAAvo/JTgbjvGWM4c/s400/100_0620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284313295306701794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks for coming and playing with us papa we can't wait until the baby comes so you can come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SVWneNpOiTI/AAAAAAAAAvw/itysHbr1WAg/s1600-h/100_0621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SVWneNpOiTI/AAAAAAAAAvw/itysHbr1WAg/s400/100_0621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284313875289639218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-7920679732488171839?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7920679732488171839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=7920679732488171839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/7920679732488171839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/7920679732488171839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/bowling.html' title='Bowling'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SVWfo_vgSDI/AAAAAAAAAuY/4ESXdzS3awk/s72-c/100_0604.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-5102839457499170846</id><published>2008-12-20T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T21:15:21.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not doing good with blogging</title><content type='html'>I have been so tired lately it has been hard for me to do anything including blogging. I have been having a lot of contractions and they are not little wimpy ones they are strong. Nothing to regular though so they are not to worried yet. This same thing happened with Ryan and they put me on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; to stop them. For now they told me to try and stay down as much as possible with it being the holidays and having a 3 year old child to take care of. I am so lucky &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; Ryan had school till Thursday and now he is out till Jan 3rd, so this will be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Blaine is getting ready to leave tomorrow to drive to Austin for work and then turn around and drive back. 13 hours there 13 hours back with really no stopping. I was going to go with him and team drive it with him but I can't so his brother Danny is going. So they will switch off sleeping and drive straight through. They will leave tomorrow(Sunday) night around 7pm and will be home sometime late Monday night.&lt;br /&gt;I am really trying to get my Christmas cards done and out and that is taking longer than I thought so sorry hopefully you will get them by New Years. I have a lot of pictures to post from when my dad was hear last as well as some other cute ones so I hope do do that on Monday and Tuesday so stay tuned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-5102839457499170846?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5102839457499170846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=5102839457499170846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/5102839457499170846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/5102839457499170846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/not-doing-good-with-blogging.html' title='Not doing good with blogging'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-514547252490796205</id><published>2008-12-13T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T18:16:46.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures Take 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SURrpmBq6gI/AAAAAAAAAto/e7Qdtld2aRU/s1600-h/003864-R1-11-12_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SURrpmBq6gI/AAAAAAAAAto/e7Qdtld2aRU/s400/003864-R1-11-12_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279463025511426562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today we tried to have our family pictures taken. We haven't done it in two years so I thought that I would try to get something done so I can sent out Christmas cards. The last time we tried to have someone take our pictures Ryan didn't go for it. In other words it was a screaming disaster. So I thought well maybe we could get Baline's dad to take some for us. We would go down to the Temple and since Ryan likes papa that things would be okay. I have to say I was impressed Ryan did do pretty well considering. We had to go fast to get it done before he was done but that was okay. So afterwards we took Gary's film to Sam's to get it put on CD. I thought for sure that we had something that turned out good. We did however Gary's film had gone bad so there is a black shadow on most of our pictures. Bummer. I was able to doctor one up so I can do a Christmas card and that is what I wanted. So my thinking is we will try again after the baby comes. That will be nicer anyway so we can have the entire family in the picture and then I won't be as miserable as well. We will hope by then that Ryan will feel comfortable enough that he won't freak out. I do really like some of the pictures that we did today. The big one at the top is the one I am using for my Christmas cards and needless to say they will be late as always but we are ones that stick to the tradition of after Christmas cards.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SURrT773JEI/AAAAAAAAAtg/wsuhyQ3fC0Q/s1600-h/003864-R1-04-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SURrT773JEI/AAAAAAAAAtg/wsuhyQ3fC0Q/s400/003864-R1-04-5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279462653435520066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SURsabsaTtI/AAAAAAAAAt4/pCpbf5bH24U/s1600-h/blainenandrayn.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SURsabsaTtI/AAAAAAAAAt4/pCpbf5bH24U/s400/blainenandrayn.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279463864551493330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-514547252490796205?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/514547252490796205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=514547252490796205&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/514547252490796205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/514547252490796205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/family-pictures-take-1.html' title='Family Pictures Take 1'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SURrpmBq6gI/AAAAAAAAAto/e7Qdtld2aRU/s72-c/003864-R1-11-12_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-8240345868916541127</id><published>2008-12-12T13:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T13:33:39.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GREAT NEW STORE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SULYk6aVMWI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/NpJNijcspYU/s1600-h/Bows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279019841898230114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SULYk6aVMWI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/NpJNijcspYU/s400/Bows.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The news &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RIBBONS &amp;amp; LACE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is now open. They have opened an new store in Chandler. It is so cute you have to go and check it out. It has everything that the store in Mesa does plus fun new classes. The new store is located at 1175 E Ray Rd. One block west of Alma School. If you know where the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Skateland&lt;/span&gt; in Chandler is you know where the new store is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; they are in the same parking lot. I will have some fun pics of the cool stuff you can make so make sure to check back next week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-8240345868916541127?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8240345868916541127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=8240345868916541127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/8240345868916541127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/8240345868916541127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/great-new-store.html' title='GREAT NEW STORE'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SULYk6aVMWI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/NpJNijcspYU/s72-c/Bows.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-5438946774618608507</id><published>2008-12-11T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:41:34.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SUHp3fZw8PI/AAAAAAAAAtI/WJrPH_rBo-s/s1600-h/stork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SUHp3fZw8PI/AAAAAAAAAtI/WJrPH_rBo-s/s400/stork.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278757377786573042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went to the Dr. for another check up.  We are at 24 weeks and 5 days today. I am very happy to have today over with. I was 24 weeks and 5 days in January when I went in to the hospital with Emily and everything fell apart. So this is a milestone for this pregnancy. I have been a lot more emotional today than I thought I would be. I am very happy that my husband is in town and is hear to comfort me.  The  Dr. said that everything is looking great. I have gained more weight( and for me this is a good thing) and the baby is growing great I have one more 4 week appointment on January 9th then we start the every two week visits. So I am excited for this month to end so I can get my ultrasound next month. I am so great full that everything is going better. Thank you for all who have been giving us such great support and always asking how things are going.  We will keep you updated with the latest when we know it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-5438946774618608507?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5438946774618608507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=5438946774618608507&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/5438946774618608507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/5438946774618608507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/baby-update.html' title='Baby Update'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SUHp3fZw8PI/AAAAAAAAAtI/WJrPH_rBo-s/s72-c/stork.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-6546535735650766008</id><published>2008-12-08T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:00:34.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLAINE SAYS DO NOT POST</title><content type='html'>However I am the boss so I am posting. I got this great idea from my friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Koe&lt;/span&gt; when she made her husband do this. Yes we went and got pedicures. You better believe it and I really really enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/ST3pcjXeuhI/AAAAAAAAAsw/KR2bKD5Lixs/s1600-h/2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277631015087421970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/ST3pcjXeuhI/AAAAAAAAAsw/KR2bKD5Lixs/s400/2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blaine on the other hand as you can see did not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; my great gesture of having someone touch his feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277632065474752754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/ST3qZsXVcPI/AAAAAAAAAs4/TR_QH2nCgjg/s400/1.bmp" border="0" /&gt; So how did I get him here do you ask that is a good story. My dad flew into town and Ryan didn't want us to stay with him and papa he kept kicking us out of the room so we thought that we would take advantage of this and go out for a little while. So I had taken my wedding ring into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jared's&lt;/span&gt; to get cleaned and inspected so I had to go and pick it up. So I told him that I was going to drive and that I wasn't going to tell him where we where going. So we left &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jared's&lt;/span&gt; and I got to the light on Val Vista and Baseline and was trying to decide if I was going to turn on Baseline or go south more. As soon as I said that Blaine knew what the surprise was. I think if we where closer to home that he would have gotten out of the car and walked home. The good thing was I had his car keys as well so he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; get away. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277634280505997842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/ST3san_7-hI/AAAAAAAAAtA/uD6eM9rCHMM/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we finished we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Culvers&lt;/span&gt; so Blaine could get a big fat hamburger and feel more more like a man &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;. Thank honey for coming with me and making your big fat wife feel good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-6546535735650766008?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6546535735650766008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=6546535735650766008&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/6546535735650766008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/6546535735650766008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/blaine-says-do-not-post.html' title='BLAINE SAYS DO NOT POST'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/ST3pcjXeuhI/AAAAAAAAAsw/KR2bKD5Lixs/s72-c/2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-4516636553954373557</id><published>2008-12-02T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T15:32:02.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryan's  Long Day</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Ryan had a pretty full day. We went to take Summer some fun birthday stuff out to the new Ribbons and Lace store in Chandler. Blaine was out delivering stuff to post offices again and said that he was going to drive right by there so did we want to go for a ride with him. Ryan loves riding in the big truck( Blaine drives a 26ft truck when he delivers stuff) so we didn't have anywhere to be until 3 so we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Phx&lt;/span&gt; post office to get supplies with Blaine.  After that went to lunch and then it was time for OT. After therapy we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Gma&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gpa&lt;/span&gt; Birds house so he could go bowling. After playing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; for about 2 hours we decided it was time to go home. We got to our street and I turned down and asked Ry" are we almost home?" no answer. So I looked in my rear view mirror and saw this and thought CRAP.(it's 5:00pm)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/STXFGg9Td1I/AAAAAAAAAsg/08r2vw46hME/s1600-h/120108_1718%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/STXFGg9Td1I/AAAAAAAAAsg/08r2vw46hME/s400/120108_1718%5B01%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275339254251353938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness Blaine was home so he was able to come out and carry him in the house. I don't know what I would have done if he wasn't home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;becasue&lt;/span&gt; I can't lift him especially out of the car.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/STXFVbUd-rI/AAAAAAAAAso/joGXpD-jDVE/s1600-h/120108_1718%5B00%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/STXFVbUd-rI/AAAAAAAAAso/joGXpD-jDVE/s400/120108_1718%5B00%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275339510435936946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-4516636553954373557?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4516636553954373557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=4516636553954373557&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/4516636553954373557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/4516636553954373557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/ryans-long-day.html' title='Ryan&apos;s  Long Day'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/STXFGg9Td1I/AAAAAAAAAsg/08r2vw46hME/s72-c/120108_1718%5B01%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-3056153741812862054</id><published>2008-11-30T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T20:27:02.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We had two thanksgiving dinners. Dinner #1 11:30 at my grandparents house then 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; at Blaine's parents house. Unfortunately I didn't get a lot of pictures taken this year. I did get a cute one of Ryan. We ate at my grandparents house at 11:30 after a few hours of playing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;. Ryan is very very good at playing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; sports. He started out on bowling now he is so good he is getting in the 180-189 most games. Then we turned him on to baseball, he is getting better at the batting but he is really good on the pitching. So we did that then they rode bikes.(meaning that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;gpa&lt;/span&gt; rode his scooter and Ryan rode his bike) so by 2 Ryan was as you can see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274672539535322962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/STNmunGCr1I/AAAAAAAAAsY/cYUHIjVfmPc/s400/thanksgiving.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a much needed nap so he was ready to go for round two at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;gma&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; papa Matthews house.  We did have a good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt; with a lot of food. The only bad thing about thanksgiving this year is that I don't have a lot of extra room so I wasn't able to eat as much as I would have liked to. I guess next year when I am not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pregnant&lt;/span&gt; I will make up for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-3056153741812862054?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3056153741812862054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=3056153741812862054&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/3056153741812862054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/3056153741812862054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-2008.html' title='Thanksgiving 2008'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/STNmunGCr1I/AAAAAAAAAsY/cYUHIjVfmPc/s72-c/thanksgiving.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-2874884801145090347</id><published>2008-11-24T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T18:51:17.895-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryan's School Pitctures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SStl2OA9J8I/AAAAAAAAAsI/5wJZzaghK7Q/s1600-h/School+Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SStl2OA9J8I/AAAAAAAAAsI/5wJZzaghK7Q/s400/School+Picture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272419770916743106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan had school pictures a few weeks ago and I didn't think that it was going to go well. You see when ever we take him to get his picture taken or when someone would come to our house he totally freaks out screaming bloody murder. So I told his teacher good luck. She wrote me a note after school and said that Ryan did a great job. She said that he started to do the crying and stuff then she stood in front of the camera and told Ryan that they didn't want to take a picture of him they wanted to take a picture of her. So she started dancing and making funny faces then moved out behind the photographer and this is what we got. I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt; excited so I really want to get a family picture more than ever now. I am hoping to get one taken within the next few weeks.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SStnrUrT3dI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/ttioj-_VVw8/s1600-h/Class+Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SStnrUrT3dI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/ttioj-_VVw8/s400/Class+Picture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272421782749699538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is more of what I expected Ryan to look like. Ryan is sitting on Ms. Kimmi she is one of the aids he has been with her for the last two years and loves her. His teacher Ms. Vanessa is the one with the brown spiky hair. He really loves her two. Thank you to all his teachers he loves coming to school and playing with the trains. It is so fun to see how well he is doing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-2874884801145090347?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2874884801145090347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=2874884801145090347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/2874884801145090347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/2874884801145090347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/ryans-school-pitctures.html' title='Ryan&apos;s School Pitctures'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SStl2OA9J8I/AAAAAAAAAsI/5wJZzaghK7Q/s72-c/School+Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-5583711936130718641</id><published>2008-11-20T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T15:15:05.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Carnival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SSXthdsp9ZI/AAAAAAAAArY/aEWRM_MYPAc/s1600-h/112008_0826%5B00%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270880098070427026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SSXthdsp9ZI/AAAAAAAAArY/aEWRM_MYPAc/s400/112008_0826%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today was Ryans Fall Carnival at school. I helped out with one of the booths and it was really cute because Ryan didn't know that I was there until his class came o my booth and then it took him till the end to notice me. Story behind this. Last year when Blaine and I went to Ryans school he totally freaked out screaming and crying. So I don't go to his school. So today at the carnival Blaine was going to try to come out and he did about an hour late but he still got to do stuff with Ryan. I was in charge of the Hay scooter maze race. They had hay bails set up and little platforms with wheels on them that the kids sat on and went thought the path. So I kept watching Ryans class from across the field and saw him doing some fun stuff. Can I tell you that he even got his face painted. I thought for sure there was no way he is going to do it. I didn't realize it until he came to my booth and saw a baseball on the side of his face I was so excited. Ryan didn't even notice me until he got all the way through the race track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270879911159740226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SSXtWlZrN0I/AAAAAAAAArQ/XImOvTEZ-ek/s400/112008_1000%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Ryan GO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270880335530821570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SSXtvSToB8I/AAAAAAAAArg/qf09vNrzF38/s400/112008_1001%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270880571665273890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SSXt9B-d1CI/AAAAAAAAAro/YoJKrtoUXcE/s400/112008_1014%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryan's class on a hay ride&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270880936631971746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SSXuSRlTr6I/AAAAAAAAArw/m8xeYIgvMM8/s400/112008_1134%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ryan siting down at circle time after the carnival&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270881377071993746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SSXur6WZE5I/AAAAAAAAAr4/L1O3Yg6713M/s400/112008_1132%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ryan playing a game where they sing a song and when it says freeze they have to do it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270881779139499762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SSXvDUKwVvI/AAAAAAAAAsA/U9A2pEguAqU/s400/112008_1133%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freeze&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-5583711936130718641?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5583711936130718641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=5583711936130718641&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/5583711936130718641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/5583711936130718641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/school-carnival.html' title='School Carnival'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SSXthdsp9ZI/AAAAAAAAArY/aEWRM_MYPAc/s72-c/112008_0826%5B00%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470091516051750731.post-4575785147540731058</id><published>2008-11-20T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T14:58:33.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SSXrMNQP61I/AAAAAAAAArA/KpxJVd61TBI/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270877533855804242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SSXrMNQP61I/AAAAAAAAArA/KpxJVd61TBI/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SSXq4Lua4QI/AAAAAAAAAq4/EReY61nv1WE/s1600-h/mom.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270877189848097026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SSXq4Lua4QI/AAAAAAAAAq4/EReY61nv1WE/s400/mom.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I haven't updated in a while so thought that I better get on the ball and do it. Sorry some of the picturesare a little old but better late than never. Things are going good with the Matthews family. Ryan is getting bigger everytime I look at him. My belly is becoming more and more round and my Dr said everythig is looking goood and I go back and see her in about 3 weeks. Blaine and I got new phones the other day and have joined the world of texting I am so happy. Blaine likes it wether he will admit it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270877774166826994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SSXraMe3H_I/AAAAAAAAArI/qT1L5erNb-Q/s400/111708_1719%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ryan riding his bike at my grandparents house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270876074782305746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SSXp3RyBLdI/AAAAAAAAAqo/vovkVW9ID8g/s400/111708_1721%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ryan with his Great Grandpa Bird. Ryan loves to go for bike rides with gpa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270876441479226482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SSXqMn1YJHI/AAAAAAAAAqw/3cJBuyRDDjI/s400/111808_1654%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ryan relxing after a hard day of playing (notice how he is on his toy box not his bed)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470091516051750731-4575785147540731058?l=btmfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4575785147540731058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470091516051750731&amp;postID=4575785147540731058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/4575785147540731058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470091516051750731/posts/default/4575785147540731058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btmfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/fun-stuff.html' title='Fun Stuff'/><author><name>The Matthews Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/S5AkBxGlJ4I/AAAAAAAACoo/ZYp2QDH5rZA/S220/DSC_0141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rOTiNUh1pm8/SSXrMNQP61I/AAAAAAAAArA/KpxJVd61TBI/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
