<?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-7419215877871807254</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:15:02.070-08:00</updated><category term='Easter 2010'/><category term='Summer fun'/><category term='What happened to the end of the year?'/><category term='Spring Break'/><category term='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vd7QFa5Rmek/TwFOd6Jh4yI/AAAAAAAAAnA/E-jthsPwdEs/s1600/100_4969.JPG'/><title type='text'>Kapanak Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kapanak Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884323556356922055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419215877871807254.post-6389313700206373373</id><published>2012-01-08T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T23:06:32.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WoW....35...Really?</title><content type='html'>I was thinking  the other day about my birthday. I always heard older people say that they never feel  like they are getting older. They feel the same as they did when they were 20. I never really understood that until this week. I often get in new situations were I all of a sudden I realize...holy crap, this is my responsibly! Am I able to handle this? Um...yes,but for that slit second, I revert to  a freaked out 16 year old. It's funny. So, now I old enough to say I don't feel this old.&lt;div&gt;I had a really good day. We got up and headed out to church. We missed the 3rd hour so that we could get out to Mesa. Before we headed to Mesa, the kids each gave me a card and I got a cute a cute pair of PJ  SpongeBobSquare Pants from the kids and a sewing machine cover for the new server I got for Christmas and  I digital camcorder . I of course, got the song and candles, this year, they got cupcakes instead of a cake...works for me.Grammy watched the kids so that Kris and I could go to dinner and a movie...I know it's Sunday, but this was the only day it could happen. We went to Texas Road House for dinner. We both had the same thing....so corny.... but we do that all the time. After eating YUMMY steak and those to die for hot rolls and cinna-butter...yum... we went to the movies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love that every birthday is a big deal for our family. It started when I was a kid. It was what ever dinner you wanted, then cake and ice cream. Kris's family is all about birthdays too. They always sing and make a big deal of it. When we got married this  didn't change.We make sure that EVERY person in our family knows that the day they arrived was a truly blessed day. I have been so blessed to have married a man who always goes out of his way to make me and our children feel so loved. I have never been forgotten. Every year he makes sure that I have gifts on the table next to cake with number candles. He always helps the kids get me a card, and takes time to help then each sign their card to me. So, four cards, gifts and cake! WOW.. so truly blesses to have so many people love me enough to make the  day all about me. So, I have to say that there is no need to find a silver lining today...because today was Golden! I ended my day hear my mother wish me a Happy Birthday. What more could a girls want? Nothing, according to Brenda. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7419215877871807254-6389313700206373373?l=thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6389313700206373373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/wow35really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/6389313700206373373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/6389313700206373373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/wow35really.html' title='WoW....35...Really?'/><author><name>Kapanak Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884323556356922055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419215877871807254.post-363039784944122204</id><published>2012-01-04T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T21:54:14.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fMh84qfzlq8/TwU6us_mVxI/AAAAAAAAAq8/B_JdCfiD9bA/s1600/409328_2712297044335_1164171622_32527875_1344588527_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fMh84qfzlq8/TwU6us_mVxI/AAAAAAAAAq8/B_JdCfiD9bA/s400/409328_2712297044335_1164171622_32527875_1344588527_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694021877906167570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 years ago  today our sweet Angelic came to our family. She was and has continued to be an angel that has blessed our family. She is angel sent for heaven that saved my sisters life. She was the blessing our family needed to  mend fences and reunite our family. She has a smile that can melt your soul. She is grown into a beautiful young lady with big goals and dreams. With her determination and will power she can and will reach each of her goals. &lt;div&gt; We loved her from the moment we saw her, she was loved without measure from that minute.Happy Birthday Angelic, you are loved more then words can express. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are proof that our Father in Heaven loves us and sends the right spirit to the right family. We are meant  to be together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you sweetheart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7419215877871807254-363039784944122204?l=thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/363039784944122204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/363039784944122204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/363039784944122204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Kapanak Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884323556356922055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fMh84qfzlq8/TwU6us_mVxI/AAAAAAAAAq8/B_JdCfiD9bA/s72-c/409328_2712297044335_1164171622_32527875_1344588527_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419215877871807254.post-6917233270441168903</id><published>2012-01-02T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T23:45:39.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crate Paper and Ribbons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight Kris was on call. He was called in and when he came in I was  informed  that there was a treat left on the bushes for me. We were TP'd with Crate-paper and Ribbons! I feel so LOVED ! This is what they  do  when they don't hate you. I'm sad that I was released but so grateful to have gotten to  know and love so  many beautiful young ladies. It's funny because a year in February my little house was egged..that's what they do when they do hate you...and now I got Ribbons! It's funny how love grows. Sometime it's instant, but other times it  needs to  be given some time and extra effort. They were by far worth the extra effort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This makes me think, how there are endless way to  show someone you  love them. Often I feel more loved when it's action and not necessarily words. So, again I'm reminded by teenage girls, that action is so important in showing love. I'm one who loves the silly little things, like ribbons and crate-paper!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7419215877871807254-6917233270441168903?l=thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6917233270441168903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/crate-paper-and-ribbons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/6917233270441168903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/6917233270441168903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/crate-paper-and-ribbons.html' title='Crate Paper and Ribbons'/><author><name>Kapanak Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884323556356922055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419215877871807254.post-8539089846315606737</id><published>2012-01-01T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T22:53:28.595-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vd7QFa5Rmek/TwFOd6Jh4yI/AAAAAAAAAnA/E-jthsPwdEs/s1600/100_4969.JPG'/><title type='text'>New Years Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to church today....at 11am.... LOVING that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After church he headed straight home to change clothes and go to Grammy's. She was making a big dinner for all the grand-kids. She had Ham and Turkey...she really out did herself! We sat round for the most part. But it was nice for the kids to play together. The biggest part of our day was getting her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; WiFi hooked up so that she could enjoy Netflix.......a great Christmas gift for a hard to shop for mother-in-law..........She was cooking dinner when we got here. She had these cute little aprons for the girls to wear. They helped...as much as a 5 &amp;amp;3 yr old can...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;get a few things ready. The aprons really worked as bibs at dinner . Don't tell the girls that ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the end of the day, we had a good time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still hard knowing this is the 1st New Years without Dan. It was strange not to have him &lt;span style="text-align: left; "&gt;there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; "&gt;But we still think of him and love him, so he is always with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xXhzsobWxkY/TwFOdOrFihI/AAAAAAAAAmo/yJmFJoPNfNQ/s400/100_4970.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692917668035004946" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;u&gt;This is the Vanna Pose&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I-pWO650YRY/TwFS6amghcI/AAAAAAAAAoU/PN3iFd4hxaA/s400/100_4963.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692922567499744706" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They are so silly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TirUc5BJzSA/TwFS50Y0TzI/AAAAAAAAAoI/gljgS96iXb8/s400/100_4968.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692922557241773874" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PSCDqHBz1KI/TwFS50wZZuI/AAAAAAAAAn4/Ajv_yX1pdwE/s400/100_4969.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692922557340673762" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9kqvSwNi1lI/TwFS5oCN2DI/AAAAAAAAAnw/yHV0E6WXzr0/s400/100_4965.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692922553925752882" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what a nut!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PbpRqt3tNvQ/TwFQBc815-I/AAAAAAAAAnY/RrSLQR-yGgQ/s400/100_4971.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692919389854492642" style="text-align: center; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Kyle just hanging out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;January 1st~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;I love how my kids love their grandparents. They like spending time with them and learning from them. I'm so grateful that we an Eternal Family. Still working on some of the Grandparents....in time, it will come ,I know it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7419215877871807254-8539089846315606737?l=thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8539089846315606737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-years-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/8539089846315606737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/8539089846315606737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-years-day.html' title='New Years Day'/><author><name>Kapanak Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884323556356922055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xXhzsobWxkY/TwFOdOrFihI/AAAAAAAAAmo/yJmFJoPNfNQ/s72-c/100_4970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419215877871807254.post-3434953490135158129</id><published>2012-01-01T21:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T22:07:47.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Years! 2012!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We spent our New Years Eve at home...like always, I figure as soon as the kids are old enough they will be off with friends, at dances or party's. I want to spend as much time with them as I can. We eat junk food and do fireworks in the back year. We drink Sparkling Grape Juice from &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;fancy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; glasses..that they &lt;b&gt;NEVER&lt;/b&gt; get to touch.....they&lt;b&gt; LOVE&lt;/b&gt; it. We cheers each other and laugh and giggle. Here are a few Picture of our New Years Eve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: center; "&gt;                                                           It's gonna be a GREAT year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look out World here come the Kapanaks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zDcPiA618ic/TwFDt_PDOuI/AAAAAAAAAls/8RQbnFKnKyw/s1600/IMG_5713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zDcPiA618ic/TwFDt_PDOuI/AAAAAAAAAls/8RQbnFKnKyw/s400/IMG_5713.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692905861320751842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;      We're not taking everything so seriously!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Tzy4-o9kJo/TwFDtOsQMuI/AAAAAAAAAlU/Zdy29uy4NkA/s1600/IMG_5714_pp.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Tzy4-o9kJo/TwFDtOsQMuI/AAAAAAAAAlU/Zdy29uy4NkA/s400/IMG_5714_pp.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692905848289899234" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;       He wouldn't stop, But you get to  see his beautiful  blue eyes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;         ( yes, that's were the kids get their great eyes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2zE0hdRToMU/TwFDaKDDv2I/AAAAAAAAAlE/akKak637AIk/s1600/IMG_5691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2zE0hdRToMU/TwFDaKDDv2I/AAAAAAAAAlE/akKak637AIk/s400/IMG_5691.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692905520625860450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;KYLE!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MZ-OSbDK_dM/TwFDZyS8n2I/AAAAAAAAAk8/W2Hv7gtkDHQ/s1600/IMG_5690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MZ-OSbDK_dM/TwFDZyS8n2I/AAAAAAAAAk8/W2Hv7gtkDHQ/s400/IMG_5690.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692905514250051426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2zE0hdRToMU/TwFDaKDDv2I/AAAAAAAAAlE/akKak637AIk/s1600/IMG_5691.JPG"&gt;S&lt;/a&gt;AMMIE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Vyh9V5Odu8/TwFDZu5_UMI/AAAAAAAAAkw/LQKTdD4KBik/s400/IMG_5688.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692905513340063938" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SYDNEE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XQu8koZNrSM/TwFDZdRLf7I/AAAAAAAAAkk/xpaAMECfO5g/s1600/IMG_5709_pp.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XQu8koZNrSM/TwFDZdRLf7I/AAAAAAAAAkk/xpaAMECfO5g/s400/IMG_5709_pp.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692905508605493170" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;My Boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J4cHlCUMO3o/TwFC1kFxk4I/AAAAAAAAAkY/x-IyABUdl08/s1600/IMG_5705_pp.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J4cHlCUMO3o/TwFC1kFxk4I/AAAAAAAAAkY/x-IyABUdl08/s400/IMG_5705_pp.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692904891961414530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Big Girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1SIN9lklGbs/TwFCtmSiDVI/AAAAAAAAAkM/XV9cGJfcEEg/s1600/IMG_5702_pp.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1SIN9lklGbs/TwFCtmSiDVI/AAAAAAAAAkM/XV9cGJfcEEg/s400/IMG_5702_pp.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692904755112840530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J4cHlCUMO3o/TwFC1kFxk4I/AAAAAAAAAkY/x-IyABUdl08/s1600/IMG_5705_pp.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; My Baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BnawqRazMDk/TwFDteHnCOI/AAAAAAAAAlg/umncBahV0Z0/s400/IMG_5716.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692905852431173858" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aef_rXZEn1M/TwFCNBy-E_I/AAAAAAAAAj0/5xAtWMUnn7U/s1600/IMG_5695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aef_rXZEn1M/TwFCNBy-E_I/AAAAAAAAAj0/5xAtWMUnn7U/s400/IMG_5695.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692904195560969202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Let the Fireworks Begin!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zlIt7FFutHY/TwFCZdSDHMI/AAAAAAAAAkA/ftqo6qmMPGI/s400/IMG_5697.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692904409097510082" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;January 1st~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;I see how much love my family has for one another.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt; We are in together!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7419215877871807254-3434953490135158129?l=thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3434953490135158129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-years-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/3434953490135158129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/3434953490135158129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-years-2012.html' title='Happy New Years! 2012!!!!'/><author><name>Kapanak Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884323556356922055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zDcPiA618ic/TwFDt_PDOuI/AAAAAAAAAls/8RQbnFKnKyw/s72-c/IMG_5713.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419215877871807254.post-4667058420705937681</id><published>2012-01-01T21:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T21:26:41.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012 The Silver Lining</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;I've been gone a long time. That's going to change.I was inspired today by a beautiful lady, Sister Vinson,who I was serving with in the Young Women program at church. I was released from my calling as the 1st counselor and keeper of the Mia Maids. I was asked to bear my testimony about how it felt about being with all of these wonderful  ladies...young and not too old. Before I was to stand and bear my testimony, she shared with us her journal blog from 2009. She had it published into a book. It was unbelievable. So, as I start this new year I want to do the same.  I want to write down what the 2012 year has brought to me and my family. My goal is to find the silver lining in every day. To find good, love and/or hope in everyday I'm blessed to be here as a mother, wife and a daughter of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt; So, here goes, the "list" things I hope to have accomplished by years end:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Take my health more seriously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Eat better and workout 3 times a week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Clean the bathroom before it "has" to  be cleaned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Be a better Visiting Teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Do my calling whole heartily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Send birthday  cards on time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Read my scripture daily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Show my children how service blesses you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;I know, most of you do many of these things already, but I don't always. They are not going to  cure cancer, or end world hunger, but I hope these small goals will help me become a better person  both physically and spiritually. So here goes!&lt;/span&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/7419215877871807254-4667058420705937681?l=thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4667058420705937681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012-silver-lining.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/4667058420705937681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/4667058420705937681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012-silver-lining.html' title='2012 The Silver Lining'/><author><name>Kapanak Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884323556356922055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419215877871807254.post-3363880422440346383</id><published>2010-08-04T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T16:50:34.979-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer fun'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Summer At Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the 12&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July the kids and I headed to New Mexico. My mom flew out and we all drove back. It was just for a week. We spent the days at the park for lunch and the rest of the time just hanging out. We did get a little work done. Mom and I hung gutters on the back of the house. We seem to have a summer project every year. I don't mind, it means I get to spend time with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One afternoon we set up Stacy's pool in the back yard. They had fun squirting everyone with water. It was just one of those lazy fun summer days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFn3apULZPI/AAAAAAAAAio/vAivzIlz7AM/s1600/IMG_3357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501700456948917490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFn3apULZPI/AAAAAAAAAio/vAivzIlz7AM/s320/IMG_3357.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the perfect picture! This went on for about an hour!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFn3aObUvTI/AAAAAAAAAig/LxerCeozr6E/s1600/IMG_3326.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501700449731132722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFn3aObUvTI/AAAAAAAAAig/LxerCeozr6E/s320/IMG_3326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma is ALWAYS in the mix!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFn3ZmGwh2I/AAAAAAAAAiY/ilw6YXK2vII/s1600/IMG_3305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501700438907455330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFn3ZmGwh2I/AAAAAAAAAiY/ilw6YXK2vII/s320/IMG_3305.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anthony showing off his mini guns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFn2ViyjMzI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/UOjC28dWFHI/s1600/IMG_3309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501699269786284850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFn2ViyjMzI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/UOjC28dWFHI/s320/IMG_3309.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle in need of a hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFn2VDK6mMI/AAAAAAAAAiI/wAJ-j7HJxWo/s1600/IMG_3316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501699261298546882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFn2VDK6mMI/AAAAAAAAAiI/wAJ-j7HJxWo/s320/IMG_3316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sammie, she was up to something, you can see it in her eyes!&lt;br /&gt;Silly girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFn2Ukb7m-I/AAAAAAAAAiA/S-Jtkfyz1kE/s1600/IMG_3330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501699253048417250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFn2Ukb7m-I/AAAAAAAAAiA/S-Jtkfyz1kE/s320/IMG_3330.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sydnee&lt;/span&gt;, she was just trying to survive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFn2UYHlOPI/AAAAAAAAAh4/OMQ5rSgWXDo/s1600/IMG_3352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501699249741838578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFn2UYHlOPI/AAAAAAAAAh4/OMQ5rSgWXDo/s320/IMG_3352.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anthony would shot anything he could, little bugger got me 7 or 8 times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFn2T5Ebj2I/AAAAAAAAAhw/uu7UGJ2XygI/s1600/IMG_3360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501699241407123298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFn2T5Ebj2I/AAAAAAAAAhw/uu7UGJ2XygI/s320/IMG_3360.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray, he was just as guilty as Anthony! Everyone got wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFn0NQo9gZI/AAAAAAAAAho/TMqsS3LTJtE/s1600/IMG_3336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501696928452018578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFn0NQo9gZI/AAAAAAAAAho/TMqsS3LTJtE/s320/IMG_3336.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Angelic, she just sat and laughed at the little kids. She's a good girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFn0Mxk1QnI/AAAAAAAAAhg/2SRPtp2UdVk/s1600/IMG_3345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501696920113201778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFn0Mxk1QnI/AAAAAAAAAhg/2SRPtp2UdVk/s320/IMG_3345.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stacy wouldn't let me take her picture! Angelic is holding her hands up over her head, it was very funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFn0MUccTtI/AAAAAAAAAhY/rOBqnBg6pxw/s1600/IMG_3343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501696912293383890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFn0MUccTtI/AAAAAAAAAhY/rOBqnBg6pxw/s320/IMG_3343.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good job &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lic&lt;/span&gt;'!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFn0L02i5iI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/hzaqmNoc9UQ/s1600/IMG_3339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501696903812933154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFn0L02i5iI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/hzaqmNoc9UQ/s320/IMG_3339.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom watching the kids play. She is the best &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grandmother&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFn0LRbAK5I/AAAAAAAAAhI/VuC3pRh-xUg/s1600/IMG_3356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501696894302170002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFn0LRbAK5I/AAAAAAAAAhI/VuC3pRh-xUg/s320/IMG_3356.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My dad, he did not want to get wet. He was watching Anthony like hawk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7419215877871807254-3363880422440346383?l=thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3363880422440346383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-at-grandma-grandpas-on-12-th-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/3363880422440346383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/3363880422440346383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-at-grandma-grandpas-on-12-th-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Kapanak Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884323556356922055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFn3apULZPI/AAAAAAAAAio/vAivzIlz7AM/s72-c/IMG_3357.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419215877871807254.post-5133272220474752329</id><published>2010-08-02T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T15:56:58.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Families are Forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On June 26th our family was S&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ealed&lt;/span&gt; the the Mesa Arizona Temple. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are so blessed to be able to be married for Time and All Eternity and then look in to the eyes of our beautiful children and listen to the words as they sealed us as an Eternal Family. We were surrounded by loving family and friends. The memory of this day will forever be in our hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFdmE2dqD3I/AAAAAAAAAhA/BYwv9a_qREs/s1600/DSC_0592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500977703381766002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFdmE2dqD3I/AAAAAAAAAhA/BYwv9a_qREs/s320/DSC_0592.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our little family outside the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Temple after the Sealing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love this ugly tree, better than the reflection ponds,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know, but I just love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFdmEcLRoZI/AAAAAAAAAg4/mDzDSJYnABo/s1600/DSC_0603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500977696325345682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFdmEcLRoZI/AAAAAAAAAg4/mDzDSJYnABo/s320/DSC_0603.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFdmENz1nkI/AAAAAAAAAgw/ISAsZHSIs6I/s1600/IMG_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500977692468944450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFdmENz1nkI/AAAAAAAAAgw/ISAsZHSIs6I/s320/IMG_0108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our babies , being so kind, everything was just perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFdmDpdMu8I/AAAAAAAAAgo/37rshF6tHfk/s1600/IMG_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500977682710313922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFdmDpdMu8I/AAAAAAAAAgo/37rshF6tHfk/s320/IMG_0089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls were able to wear these dresses for the Sealing. The temple had little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;shrugs&lt;/span&gt; for them. I loved the dresses, I about burst ,when they were brought into the Sealing Room with them on. How special!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFdlHCefCmI/AAAAAAAAAgg/nZWF_D-FD9M/s1600/IMG_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500976641454574178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFdlHCefCmI/AAAAAAAAAgg/nZWF_D-FD9M/s320/IMG_0100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our handsome son.&lt;br /&gt;We're so happy that he's old enough to remember everything from this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFdlGvW2KOI/AAAAAAAAAgY/qHedKhz3t3s/s1600/DSC_0663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500976636322261218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFdlGvW2KOI/AAAAAAAAAgY/qHedKhz3t3s/s320/DSC_0663.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samantha, she was such a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;beauty&lt;/span&gt; all in white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFdlGOrfD3I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/cbG746RWEUc/s1600/DSC_0649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500976627550457714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFdlGOrfD3I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/cbG746RWEUc/s320/DSC_0649.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sydnee&lt;/span&gt;, our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; curly haired angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFdlFsMKa1I/AAAAAAAAAgI/rbyJ5XiVJbs/s1600/DSC_0481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500976618292276050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFdlFsMKa1I/AAAAAAAAAgI/rbyJ5XiVJbs/s320/DSC_0481.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the member of my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt; who were able to come! I adore each one of them. We are so lucky to be family with such loving, kind and funny people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFdlFazS-eI/AAAAAAAAAgA/pKFeWBVSDLY/s1600/IMG_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500976613624576482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFdlFazS-eI/AAAAAAAAAgA/pKFeWBVSDLY/s320/IMG_0087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family, minus my dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He wasn't able to come down. But I know that he was thinking of us. My Mom,Chrissy, Stacy, Enrique,Angelic,Ray and Anthony. They are always there when we need them. This is where I learned that families are an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;essential&lt;/span&gt; part of life. We love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFdkBVuPsMI/AAAAAAAAAf4/fz-fxgOWkXY/s1600/IMG_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500975444030107842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFdkBVuPsMI/AAAAAAAAAf4/fz-fxgOWkXY/s320/IMG_0076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Grandma and Grandpa &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fessler&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can not say in words how happy I was that they were there, nor can I put into words how much I love them. They mean the world to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFdkA0HrE9I/AAAAAAAAAfw/wOAFqH9bwzw/s1600/DSC_0486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500975435009954770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFdkA0HrE9I/AAAAAAAAAfw/wOAFqH9bwzw/s320/DSC_0486.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Uncle Doug, my cousin Braden his wife, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rendi&lt;/span&gt;,their kids &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jaxson&lt;/span&gt;,Alec and Joy. Also my cousins &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Teonna&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TaNesha&lt;/span&gt;. These nuts all crammed in a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Suburban&lt;/span&gt; and drove 13 hours to be with us, come on, how great is that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFdkAqIA8gI/AAAAAAAAAfo/8DyfIjw3ZrM/s1600/DSC_0477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500975432327033346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFdkAqIA8gI/AAAAAAAAAfo/8DyfIjw3ZrM/s320/DSC_0477.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin Trent and Andrea. They saved the day and drove down with our grandparents. We love them for their kind hearts and very funny since of humor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFdkADYbQGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/yoq9sU5r75I/s1600/DSC_0448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500975421926883426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFdkADYbQGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/yoq9sU5r75I/s320/DSC_0448.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ryan and Mandie are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt; we made just recently, but we just love them. Ryan went &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; as Kristopher's escort for his Endowment. They are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt; friends and we are so blessed to know their family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFdj_u9CNxI/AAAAAAAAAfY/wkLM6hTeVFE/s1600/DSC_0451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500975416443287314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFdj_u9CNxI/AAAAAAAAAfY/wkLM6hTeVFE/s320/DSC_0451.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elder Carver! He is one of the elders that baptized Kristopher. He was a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;greenie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt; out of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MTC&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;when&lt;/span&gt; we met him. He has a strong &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;testimony&lt;/span&gt; and you feel it just talking to him. He was able to come because of a good mission &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;president&lt;/span&gt; and a loving ward member that drove him nearly 2 hours to the temple.We were so happy to see his sweet smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7419215877871807254-5133272220474752329?l=thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5133272220474752329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/families-are-forever-on-june-26th-our.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/5133272220474752329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/5133272220474752329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/families-are-forever-on-june-26th-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Kapanak Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884323556356922055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TFdmE2dqD3I/AAAAAAAAAhA/BYwv9a_qREs/s72-c/DSC_0592.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419215877871807254.post-216800085280920175</id><published>2010-06-30T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T13:38:41.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sydnee's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our Little One turned &lt;em&gt;TWO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sydnee Grace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 220px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488635250768053282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TCuMrje3hCI/AAAAAAAAAb4/yRovjlPrM8c/s320/101_3301.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We had Sydnee's birthday with her cousins, Grandma and Auntie. They had come down to go through the temple with us. I was super busy and wasn't able to spend as much time making her cake, as I did on Sam's. Syd love stars, so we had a sandy brown cake with pink stars ( she loves to say pink). It was cute.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488635259762453586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TCuMsE_TLFI/AAAAAAAAAcA/585HV6UZ4ac/s320/101_3304.JPG" /&gt;She is such a shy girl! But very cute!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488635270041905906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TCuMsrSHKvI/AAAAAAAAAcI/k-OqzGCwmnY/s320/101_3306.JPG" /&gt;She hated us singing to her. She cried the entire time! Kyle was the same way until he was about 4yrs old. So, we got tears and smiles all within 2 minutes! Too funny!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488635282938048866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TCuMtbUysWI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/NBQB-eQSmPw/s320/101_3308.JPG" /&gt; She opened all of her gifts with such care! Then got the present out and&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;throw it at her Dad,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then moved lovingly to the next one&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488635291584161650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TCuMt7iL53I/AAAAAAAAAcY/JLQj7uL9s2k/s320/101_3330.JPG" /&gt;So got so many really cute outfits! Thank you Grandma and Auntie's! She also got a purse ( so she'll stop going through mine!) with a little slide show camera. She loves "taking" pictures. But the Big hit was the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bristle Blocks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All the kids just loved them. Over the weekend with even more family here, they were played with by every one of the kids. She did such a great job sharing them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is a sweet girl, she's our cuddle bug. Sydnee is the first one to crawl up in your lap or snuggle up to you on the couch and just sit. It's hard to look in her big blue eyes and not see what a sweet loving girl she is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7419215877871807254-216800085280920175?l=thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/216800085280920175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/sdynees-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/216800085280920175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/216800085280920175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/sdynees-birthday.html' title='Sydnee&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Kapanak Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884323556356922055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TCuMrje3hCI/AAAAAAAAAb4/yRovjlPrM8c/s72-c/101_3301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419215877871807254.post-2102670826536555013</id><published>2010-06-06T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T11:19:19.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We had a fun Holiday weekend. Monday started out with a few of the Young Men and Young Women from our ward coming over to cut their Pinewood Derby cars out for their Dirty Derby. It was fun to hear them talking… it did make me feel a little old. I remember talking to my friends like that. It was cute and scary because Kyle is only a year away from that!!&lt;br /&gt;After the activity was over we headed to Kris’s parent house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The kids swam and had a ball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I thought the water was FREEZING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I like it to be at least 87 degrees. I did get in, slow and painfully! We stayed in for a few hours. We had dinner and visited with his family. There is a little video of the kids and Kris swimming. The girls are learning to swim. They have too because they have NO FEAR! Sydnee will just walk right off the edge of the pool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;They are little water bugs: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kyle is a great swimmer and the girls are following suit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TA7fb4485II/AAAAAAAAAbw/cbX7uDuOgl0/s1600/201_1551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480563466777191554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TA7fb4485II/AAAAAAAAAbw/cbX7uDuOgl0/s320/201_1551.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyone begging mom to get in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TA7fbPBekXI/AAAAAAAAAbo/0nsd_vHRMSI/s1600/201_1559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480563455538663794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TA7fbPBekXI/AAAAAAAAAbo/0nsd_vHRMSI/s320/201_1559.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the best picture of Kris and Kyle I had.&lt;br /&gt;All the do is try to dunk each other . I think it's a guy thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TA7faZs0qPI/AAAAAAAAAbg/ktcHm59d4lQ/s1600/201_1555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480563441224952050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TA7faZs0qPI/AAAAAAAAAbg/ktcHm59d4lQ/s320/201_1555.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sydnee, she would rather be jumping in. But she did sit in there until I got in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TA7fZgMXruI/AAAAAAAAAbY/xeiXPruusNs/s1600/201_1547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480563425788014306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TA7fZgMXruI/AAAAAAAAAbY/xeiXPruusNs/s320/201_1547.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sammie, she loves to swim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="401" height="361" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-55856355c77ebde2" 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://v4.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D55856355c77ebde2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331531695%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D69B7F26DA6AF8B102D89526829207862174C8A02.5BC3C39F86D0BC816CF1734DE46DB68D8493385%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D55856355c77ebde2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dn82RAR6boRJkGXGMmOa67ksx-90&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="401" height="361" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D55856355c77ebde2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331531695%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D69B7F26DA6AF8B102D89526829207862174C8A02.5BC3C39F86D0BC816CF1734DE46DB68D8493385%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D55856355c77ebde2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dn82RAR6boRJkGXGMmOa67ksx-90&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7419215877871807254-2102670826536555013?l=thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2102670826536555013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/memorial-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/2102670826536555013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/2102670826536555013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/memorial-day.html' title='Memorial Day'/><author><name>Kapanak Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884323556356922055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/TA7fb4485II/AAAAAAAAAbw/cbX7uDuOgl0/s72-c/201_1551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419215877871807254.post-8979312485585934801</id><published>2010-04-19T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T19:11:13.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Samantha's 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that she wanted was a pink scooter! She was so cute! That morning she got up and came out and looked at me for a minute or so, like, don't you have something to say. I wished her a happy birthday and she just smiled the rest of the day. She is now " a big girl" and needs no help with anything. It was a fun day. I asked her if she wanted to go buy a cake or if she wanted me to make one, she said that I needed to make her one. I tried something new. It came out pretty good, all that mattered was that she said it was the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;prettiest&lt;/span&gt; cake ever. That made my day. I had to work on her birthday, so we had cake and presents after I got home. She got a card from Great Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fessler&lt;/span&gt;, cute outfits from her Grandma, Grandpa and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Aunties&lt;/span&gt; and a stroller and crib for her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt; from her Grammy. She had a great birthday. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S80AhObm4lI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/KH24WeH6VwY/s1600/IMG_3265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462022493879853650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S80AhObm4lI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/KH24WeH6VwY/s320/IMG_3265.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her new pink scooter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(did I mention I was at work ...i.e. the crazy outfit, thanks Dad! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S80AglPBo0I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3dKQmFPPd4/s1600/IMG_3268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462022482821227330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S80AglPBo0I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3dKQmFPPd4/s320/IMG_3268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S80AgHahhOI/AAAAAAAAAbA/LntWSaRaMcs/s1600/IMG_3250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462022474816390370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S80AgHahhOI/AAAAAAAAAbA/LntWSaRaMcs/s320/IMG_3250.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her card she got out of the mail box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S80AfsKXiqI/AAAAAAAAAa4/eZXL4XrwQJc/s1600/IMG_3257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462022467500870306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S80AfsKXiqI/AAAAAAAAAa4/eZXL4XrwQJc/s320/IMG_3257.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S80AfNLWUoI/AAAAAAAAAaw/RUsCMMiEKjY/s1600/IMG_3251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462022459183485570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S80AfNLWUoI/AAAAAAAAAaw/RUsCMMiEKjY/s320/IMG_3251.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our beautiful 4 year old daughter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7419215877871807254-8979312485585934801?l=thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8979312485585934801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/samanthas-4-th-birthday-all-that-she.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/8979312485585934801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/8979312485585934801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/samanthas-4-th-birthday-all-that-she.html' title=''/><author><name>Kapanak Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884323556356922055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S80AhObm4lI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/KH24WeH6VwY/s72-c/IMG_3265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419215877871807254.post-5133543167028622120</id><published>2010-04-19T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T18:08:44.123-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter 2010'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Easter 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This Easter was a little different from other Easters. We did allot of driving. Kris's mom went to Hereford, Texas to see her side of the family. His dad stayed behind to work on some projects.  We invited him over ..knowing he wouldn't come .. to make sure he had a good dinner. I got up early that morning and had the entire dinner ready and we had the kids in the car by noon. We drove the 50 miles to Mesa to make sure that he had a good Easter dinner. We stayed and visited with him for about  an hour before we had to get home. Kris's oldest brother was coming over for dinner. We got home and finished everything we needed for our dinner and ate. It was nice to spent the day with family. We did do an Easter Egg hunt that evening after dinner. Kyle was so cute he would race to all the eggs and then let Sammie have them. Sydnee did ok, it took a few eggs before she go the idea. We had fun. The kids were so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S8z6FUOMwhI/AAAAAAAAAao/JRVWthAfAc4/s1600/IMG_3237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462015417328124434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S8z6FUOMwhI/AAAAAAAAAao/JRVWthAfAc4/s320/IMG_3237.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S8z6EqGFYxI/AAAAAAAAAag/Caa--XnW5ko/s1600/IMG_3243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462015406019797778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S8z6EqGFYxI/AAAAAAAAAag/Caa--XnW5ko/s320/IMG_3243.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S8z6EI_XMgI/AAAAAAAAAaY/8GpUG5r-fkQ/s1600/IMG_3239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462015397133234690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S8z6EI_XMgI/AAAAAAAAAaY/8GpUG5r-fkQ/s320/IMG_3239.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S8z6DD37jpI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/dyh4w3KWET4/s1600/IMG_3234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462015378580016786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S8z6DD37jpI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/dyh4w3KWET4/s320/IMG_3234.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S8z4C_8hS6I/AAAAAAAAAaI/5bv_YHcXd8Y/s1600/IMG_3241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462013178502269858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S8z4C_8hS6I/AAAAAAAAAaI/5bv_YHcXd8Y/s320/IMG_3241.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S8z4CdgHf1I/AAAAAAAAAaA/KNAH-RVEKNE/s1600/101_1541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462013169256333138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S8z4CdgHf1I/AAAAAAAAAaA/KNAH-RVEKNE/s320/101_1541.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S8z4BRJCiuI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/NV_vMLK1d3Y/s1600/101_1539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462013148758444770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S8z4BRJCiuI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/NV_vMLK1d3Y/s320/101_1539.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sydnee's eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S8z4BCREscI/AAAAAAAAAZw/LolLWC2S0uk/s1600/101_1537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462013144765608386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S8z4BCREscI/AAAAAAAAAZw/LolLWC2S0uk/s320/101_1537.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sammie's eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S8z4AYFHsQI/AAAAAAAAAZo/E34GEz9qeM4/s1600/101_1533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462013133441184002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S8z4AYFHsQI/AAAAAAAAAZo/E34GEz9qeM4/s320/101_1533.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Kyle...in  need of a major hair cut....with his eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7419215877871807254-5133543167028622120?l=thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5133543167028622120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/5133543167028622120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/5133543167028622120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kapanak Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884323556356922055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S8z6FUOMwhI/AAAAAAAAAao/JRVWthAfAc4/s72-c/IMG_3237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419215877871807254.post-2614345831158022264</id><published>2010-04-05T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T10:03:22.773-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring Break'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Over spring break my mom and sister came down with the kids. We spent three days just doing fun stuff. My sister Stacy wasn't able to come and we missed her. We went to the park one day and I took some pictures of the kids. It was a fun afternoon. Chrissy got so sunburned! It was funny. They drove &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; snow to get here and ended up in 80 degree weather with sun burns! That's spring time in Arizona! We also took the kids to the Zoo and Aquarium. It was a busy visit, but super fun.Here are some of the pictures that I took in the park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7oFp3sH56I/AAAAAAAAAZg/CfQexBZftds/s1600/3-16-2010+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456680115394570146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7oFp3sH56I/AAAAAAAAAZg/CfQexBZftds/s320/3-16-2010+095.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He looks like a guy and not a boy anymore, makes me a little sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7oFpfn56JI/AAAAAAAAAZY/zNZmccaytUM/s1600/3-16-2010+098.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456680108934424722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7oFpfn56JI/AAAAAAAAAZY/zNZmccaytUM/s320/3-16-2010+098.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyle is so big! He's growing so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7oFoy1TXbI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Wbfm8Dw2AsI/s1600/3-16-2010+178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456680096911023538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7oFoy1TXbI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Wbfm8Dw2AsI/s320/3-16-2010+178.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Samantha looking sassy, she loves sunglasses, she is so light sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7oFoXan1ZI/AAAAAAAAAZI/6fLHC2DWV18/s1600/3-16-2010+185.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456680089551361426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7oFoXan1ZI/AAAAAAAAAZI/6fLHC2DWV18/s320/3-16-2010+185.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Samantha loves having her picture taken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7oFn1s4fHI/AAAAAAAAAZA/8lB4y4CbUZA/s1600/3-16-2010+195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456680080501144690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7oFn1s4fHI/AAAAAAAAAZA/8lB4y4CbUZA/s320/3-16-2010+195.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sydnee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7oAe9vjVyI/AAAAAAAAAY4/3pzyP8SRbDc/s1600/3-16-2010+199.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456674430482863906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7oAe9vjVyI/AAAAAAAAAY4/3pzyP8SRbDc/s320/3-16-2010+199.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sydnee&lt;/span&gt;, she needed a nap. We took this one when she was playing with her shoe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7oAeAZiqBI/AAAAAAAAAYw/vrNlPubnQs8/s1600/3-16-2010+289.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456674414015981586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7oAeAZiqBI/AAAAAAAAAYw/vrNlPubnQs8/s320/3-16-2010+289.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my children, the only one who doesn't look uncomfortable is Sammie. ( thanks Chrissy for taking these pictures, I never get to be in them )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7oAdVD-bhI/AAAAAAAAAYo/QS9NmgfoBvo/s1600/3-16-2010+126.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456674402382802450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7oAdVD-bhI/AAAAAAAAAYo/QS9NmgfoBvo/s320/3-16-2010+126.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Angelic hates this picture, but I like it, it shows how sweet she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7oAc0_CiII/AAAAAAAAAYg/nbq2nS8Hd6Q/s1600/3-16-2010+162.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456674393772165250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7oAc0_CiII/AAAAAAAAAYg/nbq2nS8Hd6Q/s320/3-16-2010+162.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stacy's two boys, what a pair they are! Ray and Anthony. They have the cutest smiles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7oAcG0uuAI/AAAAAAAAAYY/hxtQ7Ge2zv0/s1600/3-16-2010+311.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456674381380892674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7oAcG0uuAI/AAAAAAAAAYY/hxtQ7Ge2zv0/s320/3-16-2010+311.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom and the 6 grand kids. This was a fun picture. Everyone was smiling at different times. They were all laughing and giggly. Even &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sydnee&lt;/span&gt;, but you'd never guess it in this picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7n_IbTcrHI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/5_lQpLHuE3g/s1600/3-16-2010+465.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456672943769431154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7n_IbTcrHI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/5_lQpLHuE3g/s320/3-16-2010+465.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrissy and Angelic, they always stick together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7n_H1nvzqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/5G-wYivDDHs/s1600/3-16-2010+487.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456672933654023842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7n_H1nvzqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/5G-wYivDDHs/s320/3-16-2010+487.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angelic, she is such a beauty. She's growing up so fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7n_HpzhkDI/AAAAAAAAAYA/ENx93LWm8EY/s1600/3-16-2010+505.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456672930482196530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7n_HpzhkDI/AAAAAAAAAYA/ENx93LWm8EY/s320/3-16-2010+505.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister Christina, I love this picture. Her eyes are amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7n_HN2BWDI/AAAAAAAAAX4/cfUqi3tZB14/s1600/3-16-2010+530.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456672922976475186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7n_HN2BWDI/AAAAAAAAAX4/cfUqi3tZB14/s320/3-16-2010+530.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my Mom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Thanks Angelic for taking this one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7n_GmCeCxI/AAAAAAAAAXw/WL_o4jYPS04/s1600/3-16-2010+532.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456672912291269394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7n_GmCeCxI/AAAAAAAAAXw/WL_o4jYPS04/s320/3-16-2010+532.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Mom, she hates having her picture taken. She is so funny and kind and always there when you need her. She always tells it like it is, and that can be hard, but you always know where she stands. I love her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7419215877871807254-2614345831158022264?l=thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2614345831158022264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/little-sydnee-she-needed-nap.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/2614345831158022264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/2614345831158022264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/little-sydnee-she-needed-nap.html' title=''/><author><name>Kapanak Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884323556356922055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7oFp3sH56I/AAAAAAAAAZg/CfQexBZftds/s72-c/3-16-2010+095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419215877871807254.post-9010155885065057644</id><published>2010-04-01T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T17:57:20.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 7px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 2px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455333345812159154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7U8xkB6GrI/AAAAAAAAATo/n0PPbb6Rb2k/s320/3-16-2010+051.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;February 2010 Arrow of Light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7U8xH60gmI/AAAAAAAAATg/rtbaZwrAngw/s1600/3-16-2010+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455333338266239586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7U8xH60gmI/AAAAAAAAATg/rtbaZwrAngw/s320/3-16-2010+047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyle earned his Arrow of Light. This is the Bridge &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ceremony&lt;/span&gt;, he is leaving Cub Scout and entering into Boy Scouts. He didn't have a bridge so we had to make one, it worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7U8w7HB4II/AAAAAAAAATY/N7dM9Ch3p2k/s1600/3-16-2010+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455333334827786370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7U8w7HB4II/AAAAAAAAATY/N7dM9Ch3p2k/s320/3-16-2010+041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a man in another ward who makes these Arrow of Light awards. The boys thought that they were the coolest thing. It was a good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7U8wBfYFMI/AAAAAAAAATQ/zD0iSMlO-nc/s1600/3-16-2010+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455333319360648386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7U8wBfYFMI/AAAAAAAAATQ/zD0iSMlO-nc/s320/3-16-2010+040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had four scouts earn them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7U8vrpswcI/AAAAAAAAATI/wWrMd4Li1rY/s1600/3-16-2010+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455333313498366402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7U8vrpswcI/AAAAAAAAATI/wWrMd4Li1rY/s320/3-16-2010+038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so proud of Kyle. He worked really hard and did all that was asked of him. I'm sad to see him leave cub scouts. I'm sure he'll have so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;much&lt;/span&gt; fun in 11yr old scouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7419215877871807254-9010155885065057644?l=thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9010155885065057644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/february-2010-arrow-of-light-kyle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/9010155885065057644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/9010155885065057644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/february-2010-arrow-of-light-kyle.html' title=''/><author><name>Kapanak Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884323556356922055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S7U8xkB6GrI/AAAAAAAAATo/n0PPbb6Rb2k/s72-c/3-16-2010+051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419215877871807254.post-89200277921965273</id><published>2010-01-20T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T20:07:02.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year Grammy, ( Kris's Mom) Got the kids a play set for the back yard. The thing took FOREVER to put together! But the kids LOVE it. They play out there every day. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sydnee&lt;/span&gt; is so small but she goes every where the other two go. It took us three days ( not full days) to get this thing together. It would have gone faster if all the pieces were labeled A, B ,C for example. But NO, we had to look every piece up and measure it, to make sure it was the right one. You'd think that was easy, no, no,no,no! Because there would be 5 that were 1x4x43 inches, and 4 that were 1x4x43 1/2 inches! Really!!! So it took us all day! We got it up, and if you know me, when I say we, it means, Kris did everything and I just handed him things or held things! I was in charge of reading the directions, he doesn't read them, he just looks at the pictures. If it isn't going together as pictured then he reads them. It's a blast! By the end of the three days we needed to be done for the sake of our marriage! Good Grief! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The kids love it and that's all that matters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kris did a great job putting it together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429032974012587618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S1fMucHnHmI/AAAAAAAAAS4/ZbOIaM3jxEk/s320/IMG_2617.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429032962186088850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S1fMtwD9EZI/AAAAAAAAASw/ISUv1FRndyU/s320/IMG_2611.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429032957432304098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S1fMteWkEeI/AAAAAAAAASo/v7yJS1oVrKI/s320/IMG_2604.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429032953436002962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S1fMtPdxWpI/AAAAAAAAASg/YObpagth0ag/s320/IMG_2600.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429032939237163010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S1fMsakgQAI/AAAAAAAAASY/xVPyVCF6I7Y/s320/IMG_2599.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yes, it's January, and the all the tree's are green. We don't put winter grass in because it's one of the only ways I know it's winter. It's a little hard to remember that other people get snow this time of year because we have those pretty palms all year long.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7419215877871807254-89200277921965273?l=thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/89200277921965273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-year-grammy-kriss-mom-got-kids.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/89200277921965273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/89200277921965273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-year-grammy-kriss-mom-got-kids.html' title=''/><author><name>Kapanak Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884323556356922055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S1fMucHnHmI/AAAAAAAAAS4/ZbOIaM3jxEk/s72-c/IMG_2617.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419215877871807254.post-6878861750060765065</id><published>2010-01-20T16:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T21:47:26.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;WWE Kapanak Style&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kyle loves to watch the WWE. One of his favorit wrestlers is Rey Mysterio. I found this mask and thought he'd love it. Yup! It was a great surprise! He wears it when he plays WWE on the Wii.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sammie has to do everything that Kyle does. When they play WWE, it's really, just Kyle throwing the girls around and Sammie yelling "Jeff Hardy" or "John Cena". If you've ever watched wrestling you've seen them walking round with microphone talking crap to each other; well my kids use my mixing beaters and just yell the name of the guy they are. It's so redneck......but very funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428984477410911922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S1egnkMv5rI/AAAAAAAAARI/XBs_5SxNFqQ/s320/IMG_2527.JPG" /&gt; Kyle playing the WII, it makes me smile every time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428984495067072130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S1egol-ThoI/AAAAAAAAARY/mnxgALrn6Xc/s320/IMG_2582.JPG" /&gt;Sammie is so insane! She has makeup on from earlier in the day. In the morning she was such a girl and by the end of the day she needed to be like her brother. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428984502268818002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S1egpAzVclI/AAAAAAAAARg/fqvkewOWui4/s320/IMG_2587.JPG" /&gt; Talking crap with the beater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428984507195451826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S1egpTJ76bI/AAAAAAAAARo/Or6jCPSfx3c/s320/IMG_2581.JPG" /&gt;Now Sydnee needs a beater!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's always a fun day at our house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7419215877871807254-6878861750060765065?l=thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6878861750060765065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/wwe-kapanak-style-kyle-loves-to-watch.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/6878861750060765065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/6878861750060765065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/wwe-kapanak-style-kyle-loves-to-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>Kapanak Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884323556356922055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S1egnkMv5rI/AAAAAAAAARI/XBs_5SxNFqQ/s72-c/IMG_2527.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419215877871807254.post-4882531413451540050</id><published>2010-01-20T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T21:51:16.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;New Years Eve!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a fun little new years this year. We stayed home and spent the night just hanging out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had gone to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart earlier that day and I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt; it would be fun to get some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sparkling&lt;/span&gt; grape &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;juice&lt;/span&gt; to use to toast in the new year! Sammie thought it was the coolest thing that I let her use one of the "good glasses"from the china hutch. I was worried that they wouldn't like it but they loved it and we went through it super fast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428966929241644402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S1eQqILKnXI/AAAAAAAAAQo/73uMdGyM_Gs/s320/IMG_2542.JPG" /&gt; Kyle thought the whole thing was a little "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt;",it was , but he did it anyway, clearly he wasn't happy about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428966920371565458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S1eQpnIX85I/AAAAAAAAAQg/RxxtAYZjV1M/s320/IMG_2534.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428966912352081362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S1eQpJQYVdI/AAAAAAAAAQY/5kB2UFuzS6E/s320/IMG_2531.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428966903138244258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S1eQom7oVqI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/TcYM380utTA/s320/IMG_2528.JPG" /&gt; Our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sydnee&lt;/span&gt;, she really tried to stay up, no such luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428973834374736706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S1eW8DzL60I/AAAAAAAAARA/avKytmzu0L0/s320/IMG_2560.JPG" /&gt;New Years Day. This is more Kyle's thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428973825174421362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S1eW7hhqP3I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/eFwqX6YoKls/s320/IMG_2545.JPG" /&gt;This is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sydnee's&lt;/span&gt; new thing, we call it the "pop-eye" look. When ever she's mad or faking a smile this is what we get. She is such a nut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428966936095661026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S1eQqhtSm-I/AAAAAAAAAQw/kTL_tr78g0o/s320/IMG_2551.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sammie LOVES to ride her bike, we think she's ready for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;training&lt;/span&gt; wheels to come off, she doesn't agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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/7419215877871807254-4882531413451540050?l=thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4882531413451540050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-years-eve-2009-we-had-fun-little.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/4882531413451540050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/4882531413451540050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-years-eve-2009-we-had-fun-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Kapanak Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884323556356922055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S1eQqILKnXI/AAAAAAAAAQo/73uMdGyM_Gs/s72-c/IMG_2542.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419215877871807254.post-7079134189538354849</id><published>2010-01-20T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T15:12:13.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christmas Eve&lt;br /&gt;2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428957688168227314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S1eIQOfkofI/AAAAAAAAAQI/prNCie3YZ_A/s320/IMG_2518.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428957679813820450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S1eIPvXugCI/AAAAAAAAAQA/c2nl4IozvdI/s320/IMG_2515.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428957671206709650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S1eIPPToaZI/AAAAAAAAAP4/EDgSM_YvTbE/s320/IMG_2510.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428957659658982258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S1eIOkScE3I/AAAAAAAAAPw/xWpJNZRoYw8/s320/IMG_2514.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428957653838996898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S1eIOOm2JaI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Txv4gBaxcwE/s320/IMG_2512.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love to take pictures of the kids! But this Christmas I didn't take even one picture! I'm kinda picky about how we do Christmas morning with the gifts. I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;( it's crazy, I know) to know who the gift is from before they can open it. Well, this year, Kyle was giving out the gifts like a mad man and Sammie was tearing them open just as fast! I had to sit with them and make sure we read who it was from, then opened them. Have you have tried to control the wind? Yea, that was Christmas at our house! Anyway, these are the only pictures I took, Christmas Eve. My mom and dad ALWAYS give the kids ( grand kids and us girls and husbands) new PJ's for to wear Christmas morning. Here are the kids in their new PJ's. &lt;/div&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/7419215877871807254-7079134189538354849?l=thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7079134189538354849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-eve-2009-i-love-to-take.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/7079134189538354849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/7079134189538354849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-eve-2009-i-love-to-take.html' title=''/><author><name>Kapanak Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884323556356922055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/S1eIQOfkofI/AAAAAAAAAQI/prNCie3YZ_A/s72-c/IMG_2518.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419215877871807254.post-6724946096691440252</id><published>2009-12-28T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T21:35:40.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;December 8, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keyra&lt;/span&gt; came back to visit. We spent a few days just hanging out at our house. I thought it'd be cute to have the kids get their pictures done while she was here. We got the kids all dress up and headed over to get them done. The kids were good and did a great job, but the lady helping us was so rude. I wasn't impressed at all with her. After we left I really didn't feel like they should get my money so I called and cancelled the order. So, we ended up with picture in front of our Christmas tree at my house. I think they came out fine. Sure cost me a heck of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;allot&lt;/span&gt; less! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SzmOQTSm61I/AAAAAAAAAPg/pyr_OdLRk-U/s1600-h/IMG_2453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420520037224475474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SzmOQTSm61I/AAAAAAAAAPg/pyr_OdLRk-U/s320/IMG_2453.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Huntyr&lt;/span&gt;, my cute little great nephew...yea, I'm that old, thanks &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keyra&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SzmOP8r25RI/AAAAAAAAAPY/KCEVHMp71xY/s1600-h/IMG_2430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420520031156364562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SzmOP8r25RI/AAAAAAAAAPY/KCEVHMp71xY/s320/IMG_2430.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our children, clean and cute......for the moment anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SzmOPsAk4vI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Kwp6W8wwH7Q/s1600-h/IMG_2491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420520026679862002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SzmOPsAk4vI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Kwp6W8wwH7Q/s320/IMG_2491.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle is such a good kid. He is willing to put on a smile when ever I need him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SzmOPMA3qLI/AAAAAAAAAPI/5e--f1dTDOQ/s1600-h/IMG_2442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420520018091157682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SzmOPMA3qLI/AAAAAAAAAPI/5e--f1dTDOQ/s320/IMG_2442.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sammie, I couldn't pay her to put her hand down, always posing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SzmOOzYDy_I/AAAAAAAAAPA/bDRjQggYQZ0/s1600-h/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420520011477535730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SzmOOzYDy_I/AAAAAAAAAPA/bDRjQggYQZ0/s320/a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe she just s&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;at&lt;/span&gt; there! She did, she just smiled with her big blue eyes!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We love &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keyra&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Huntyr&lt;/span&gt; and are so glad that they are apart of our family. We're hoping to see them again in the spring.&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/7419215877871807254-6724946096691440252?l=thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6724946096691440252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/december-8-2009-keyra-came-back-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/6724946096691440252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/6724946096691440252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/december-8-2009-keyra-came-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kapanak Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884323556356922055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SzmOQTSm61I/AAAAAAAAAPg/pyr_OdLRk-U/s72-c/IMG_2453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419215877871807254.post-8802671530070357715</id><published>2009-12-28T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T21:39:38.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;December 5, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sammie loves to dance! I found a hip hop/tap class for her. Her class performed for the City of Surprise, at Surprise Days. It's a big party the city puts on. They light the Christmas tree and have petting zoos with camel rides and different things. It's really fun for the kids. Sammie got to perform in the middle of the event. She was too cute.I took more video of it than took pictures. I do have a few. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420512424358694098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SzmHVLJ9zNI/AAAAAAAAAOo/CPWR2T7-MUg/s320/IMG_2389.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420512413066352178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SzmHUhFqVjI/AAAAAAAAAOg/4gFgoqxdD64/s320/IMG_2391.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On December 12th she had her "real" recital. It was at a high school in Glendale. They were so cute. Her class is the 3-4 years olds. Again, I took more video than pictures. I do have a few cute ones of her with her flower after she preformed. She loved the class and still will break out into her routine, so much so, Sydnee is starting to copy her moves. It is SO funny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420512434571183154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SzmHVxM0BDI/AAAAAAAAAO4/zPdM4u0kG2w/s320/IMG_2508.JPG" /&gt;Hip Hop out fit with tap shoes.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420512432639183282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SzmHVqAMCbI/AAAAAAAAAOw/NX14hXNOtx8/s320/IMG_2505.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She did such a good job!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7419215877871807254-8802671530070357715?l=thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8802671530070357715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/8802671530070357715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/8802671530070357715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kapanak Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884323556356922055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SzmHVLJ9zNI/AAAAAAAAAOo/CPWR2T7-MUg/s72-c/IMG_2389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419215877871807254.post-4430553951343297600</id><published>2009-12-28T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T20:46:49.939-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What happened to the end of the year?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Holy Crap&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the year got away from me! We have had so many things going on that I haven't had the time to post anything new. So I'm laying it all out on this post. I'll try to fill in all the the fun things that have happened. I'm pledging not to let it happen again in 2010..... but if you really know me,your not holding your breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;November 21, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't even believe that I'm writing this down and it has really happened, my father got &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baptized!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got a call from My mom around the 19&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of October, she was her normal self, we chatted about this and that, then she says " didn't make plans for the 21st of November." So I said" fine , why?"and she just said it,like no big deal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT! HOLY COW! REALLY!? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We loaded up the car and headed back to Albuquerque. We had the best time! My Dad was happy and we saw people that we loved, it was great. My grandparents, Uncle Doug, Aunt Wendy and their girls were there. We just love them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw people that I hadn't seen in years. The most amazing thing was when I saw old friends of my parents from Germany! My family has been friends with them since we all lived in Germany in the late 70's. They are members of the church and have always been so kind to our family. Gary and Elaine Stewart showed up with big smiled and many tears. It was fun to watch them surprise my parents. My mom was a happy tearful mess, but it was wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420482241375978066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/Szlr4SyHQlI/AAAAAAAAANg/lFNvgv7p52I/s320/IMG_2329.JPG" /&gt;Family and friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420482250116527906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/Szlr4zWBdyI/AAAAAAAAANo/b_u73kiJTek/s320/IMG_2335.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dad and Mom with Gary and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Elaine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420474451932728626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/Szlky42HzTI/AAAAAAAAANA/-aRYkeBVvLw/s320/IMG_2317.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My parents and sisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420476233604222866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SzlmamFtT5I/AAAAAAAAANY/NN0vCFVJTbM/s320/IMG_2345.JPG" /&gt;No family get together is complete without a game of spoons! Kyle got one! This is a fun game that brings out the competitive side in all of us! We laughed so hard our faces hurt! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7419215877871807254-4430553951343297600?l=thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4430553951343297600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/4430553951343297600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/4430553951343297600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Kapanak Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884323556356922055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/Szlr4SyHQlI/AAAAAAAAANg/lFNvgv7p52I/s72-c/IMG_2329.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419215877871807254.post-1157812064332956378</id><published>2009-11-04T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T23:05:22.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400493672280730594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SvJoYcQJq-I/AAAAAAAAALQ/iB4NoCAcHs8/s320/IMG_2203.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We had a very fun Halloween!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We went up to the Church for trunk-or-treat!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This year Sammie and Kyle picked what they wanted to be. Kyle has done this for a few years but this year was the first time Sammie picked. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The night started out a little rocky , but turned out to be really fun. I had to work until 4pm and our trunk-or-treat started at 4:30pm. I rushed home and got the kids ready to go, there was NO way we were going to be there on time. I was stressed out trying to get everyone ready. We did get there late but we were fine because the only thing we missed was the chili and corn bread dinner. We didn't mind missing that. We had just a hand full of families that came, but it was fun because we all had a good time and the kids didn't leave with a lot of candy, just enough. After leaving church we headed home to pass out candy. We had maybe six trick-or-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;treater's&lt;/span&gt; come to the house. We have two really large churches right near our housing area that were doing trunk-or-treat as well. Most of the kids in the area headed over there. So, loaded the kids up and went out for dinner. I thought if I could fill them up with Chilli's then maybe they wouldn't eat to much candy that night. As we were leaving the manager gave each one of the kids a free meal gift card because they came in , in costume. It was really nice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400493674962751170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SvJoYmPmDsI/AAAAAAAAALY/w6UHqSyBNcY/s320/IMG_2206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sammie thinks she's on America's Next Top Model, good grief!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400500012033675362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SvJuJdrCkGI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_TGrO4Yf16E/s320/IMG_2207.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thank goodness for Kyle! He's the only one who holds still. It was like taking a picture of a real bee! She never stopped moving!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400499162257389362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SvJtYAAldzI/AAAAAAAAAMA/F0-xbe2XZWc/s320/IMG_2238.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sydnee&lt;/span&gt; was so cute!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400499174948861586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SvJtYvSd9pI/AAAAAAAAAMI/vKsJyXYozlg/s320/IMG_2248.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;No more  pictures please!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400499159558922274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SvJtX19OICI/AAAAAAAAAL4/VYHfxnIV4Ww/s320/IMG_2212.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Betty ( Kris's mom) made the best bags! They each had one with their name and a Halloween character &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;embroidered&lt;/span&gt; on it. They are so cute.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400499153333612418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SvJtXew_b4I/AAAAAAAAALw/QN5idMVWGM4/s320/IMG_2218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sammie was the best pirate EVER! She is so expressive! She's a crack-up!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400493685861694082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SvJoZO2GuoI/AAAAAAAAALg/ebL72_fbALA/s320/IMG_2208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kyle was his favorite singer, Chris &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LeDoux&lt;/span&gt;. We thought we had a guitar for him but unfortunately we didn't get it in time. So, he had to go as the rodeo star, Chris &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LeDoux&lt;/span&gt;, good thing he was a very talented man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400493694135062594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SvJoZtqoUEI/AAAAAAAAALo/8abcTXSAr5w/s320/IMG_2209.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kyle's bag that Grammy made.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400493663555937330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SvJoX7v_5DI/AAAAAAAAALI/h4ycz6TluFA/s320/IMG_2192.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our jack-o-lanterns&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400500483598485698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SvJuk6Y2iMI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Awa_MfXBKtc/s320/IMG_2195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; This was Syd's, mouth open with big eyes, just like her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SvJmmBZI5DI/AAAAAAAAALA/7rFL2R5LdwA/s1600-h/IMG_2194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400491706565583922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SvJmmBZI5DI/AAAAAAAAALA/7rFL2R5LdwA/s320/IMG_2194.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sammie's, I gave her a marker to draw a face but she just draw all over it. She does not live between the lines, she a very free spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SvJmlRZxASI/AAAAAAAAAK4/1QIDyM0kjdU/s1600-h/IMG_2193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400491693683310882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SvJmlRZxASI/AAAAAAAAAK4/1QIDyM0kjdU/s320/IMG_2193.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyle worked hard on his, he did allot of the cutting this year. He is such a good kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SvJmlE_Oc3I/AAAAAAAAAKw/n3Y5KbfcSoc/s1600-h/IMG_2184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400491690350769010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SvJmlE_Oc3I/AAAAAAAAAKw/n3Y5KbfcSoc/s320/IMG_2184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SvJmkk4q95I/AAAAAAAAAKo/QbA1gtTu5Dc/s1600-h/IMG_2172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400491681733343122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SvJmkk4q95I/AAAAAAAAAKo/QbA1gtTu5Dc/s320/IMG_2172.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SvJmkJ3zj0I/AAAAAAAAAKg/bKYdkqaiV_M/s1600-h/IMG_2175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400491674481954626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SvJmkJ3zj0I/AAAAAAAAAKg/bKYdkqaiV_M/s320/IMG_2175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7419215877871807254-1157812064332956378?l=thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1157812064332956378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-had-very-fun-halloween-we-went-up-to.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/1157812064332956378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/1157812064332956378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-had-very-fun-halloween-we-went-up-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kapanak Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884323556356922055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SvJoYcQJq-I/AAAAAAAAALQ/iB4NoCAcHs8/s72-c/IMG_2203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419215877871807254.post-511831552073145324</id><published>2009-10-20T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T19:55:30.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The weekend of October 9&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; we headed to Albuquerque. We were able to go to the Balloon Fiesta.Friday we went to the special shapes night glow. It’s a real sight! The colors are so bright and they are so big. The kids loved it! We all had a great time. It’s fun to stand under the balloons, you are completely surrounded. We were a little worried about getting cold. We are NOT used to weather less then 70 degrees, so the thought of 50 was a bit concerning. The flames from the balloons all going off really kept us warm. The crazy Arizonians were fine………good thing! After the glow they have a fireworks show! The kids stood still for almost every thing! I love going to things like this as a family! On Sunday we were all awake and down on the field by 5am to watch the Mass Ascension. There are hundreds of balloons that go up.&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;FREEZING&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can’t say that enough!&lt;br /&gt;We ate our breakfast burrito and hot chocolate like we do every time we go. Unfortunately, the wind was blowing too hard for the balloons to go up. So needles to say, we stood in the freezing cold eating burritos at 5am just to go home full and cold. Maybe next year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/St6EI9bQQjI/AAAAAAAAAKY/yTsDgWwbpIY/s1600-h/balloons09+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394894693099127346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/St6EI9bQQjI/AAAAAAAAAKY/yTsDgWwbpIY/s320/balloons09+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The balloons went up right before the sun went down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/St6EISzD6EI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Rxra6sYHh7Q/s1600-h/balloons09+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394894681656256578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/St6EISzD6EI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Rxra6sYHh7Q/s320/balloons09+043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/St6EH1dbh6I/AAAAAAAAAKI/PRDruoisM2U/s1600-h/balloons09+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394894673780901794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/St6EH1dbh6I/AAAAAAAAAKI/PRDruoisM2U/s320/balloons09+041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this frog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/St6EHbHd25I/AAAAAAAAAKA/XgqIVIPn02E/s1600-h/balloons09+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394894666709457810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/St6EHbHd25I/AAAAAAAAAKA/XgqIVIPn02E/s320/balloons09+032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/St6EG8UEtgI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/M9Kqm0Jo1ns/s1600-h/balloons09+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394894658440836610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/St6EG8UEtgI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/M9Kqm0Jo1ns/s320/balloons09+070.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were a little cold, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sydnee&lt;/span&gt; needed her gloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/St4qtDifmwI/AAAAAAAAAJw/xUQqMvYWtc0/s1600-h/balloons09+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394796357168896770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/St4qtDifmwI/AAAAAAAAAJw/xUQqMvYWtc0/s320/balloons09+014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had storm troopers with the Darth &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Vader&lt;/span&gt; balloon, the boys loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/St4qsDzAXVI/AAAAAAAAAJo/D1k9ra_MIcY/s1600-h/balloons09+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394796340058283346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/St4qsDzAXVI/AAAAAAAAAJo/D1k9ra_MIcY/s320/balloons09+020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sammie and Auntie Chrissy...and some lady that was really close to them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/St4qrWPN2QI/AAAAAAAAAJg/UBUalMAOngE/s1600-h/balloons09+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394796327828576514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/St4qrWPN2QI/AAAAAAAAAJg/UBUalMAOngE/s320/balloons09+056.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and Sammie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/St4qqwMgSDI/AAAAAAAAAJY/5RZXMlrRKDs/s1600-h/balloons09+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394796317616654386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/St4qqwMgSDI/AAAAAAAAAJY/5RZXMlrRKDs/s320/balloons09+067.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyone waiting for fireworks to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/St4qqBOzx8I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/xKiH_bBnqF4/s1600-h/balloons09+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394796305009854402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/St4qqBOzx8I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/xKiH_bBnqF4/s320/balloons09+074.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/St4pEgd3L9I/AAAAAAAAAJI/gZ_QNLcL1fM/s1600-h/balloons09+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394794561047834578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/St4pEgd3L9I/AAAAAAAAAJI/gZ_QNLcL1fM/s320/balloons09+076.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to Ray's last game. This was his first year playing, We were so glad to see him play.We had to pick between his game in town or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Angelic's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soccer&lt;/span&gt; game that was over an hour away. We love and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;support&lt;/span&gt; her too, we just had a few things to do in town. We love you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lic&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/St4pDwNyUBI/AAAAAAAAAJA/3q4xhwofmvA/s1600-h/balloons09+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394794548095504402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/St4pDwNyUBI/AAAAAAAAAJA/3q4xhwofmvA/s320/balloons09+101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stacy, Enrique and Anthony at Ray's ball game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/St4pDChrafI/AAAAAAAAAI4/WKkikF7bzII/s1600-h/balloons09+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394794535830907378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/St4pDChrafI/AAAAAAAAAI4/WKkikF7bzII/s320/balloons09+111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The little kids at the game...........it was too long for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/St4pCiAlsQI/AAAAAAAAAIw/btDxNT8F8hM/s1600-h/balloons09+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394794527102185730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/St4pCiAlsQI/AAAAAAAAAIw/btDxNT8F8hM/s320/balloons09+098.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray, he was so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fiesta was great and spending time with my family always makes me feel better. I did have another reason that I went home. My dear friend Chelsea and her husband Nick are being stationed to Okinawa, Japan. He is in the Air Force. I won’t be able to hang out with her or have fun conversions on the phone in the middle of the day. Thank heavens for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;! I just wanted to make sure that I saw her before she left. I have to say that she is one the few people who knows how mean I can be. Through it all, the really fun times and the harder times, she is a true friend! I’ll miss talking to her when ever I need her, for the next four years anyway. Then, we’ll see where that sweet husband of hers takes her next.&lt;br /&gt;Love ya &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chels&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Just don’t come back wearing socks with sandals ……that is NEVER a cute look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/St4pB_RuirI/AAAAAAAAAIo/lhDCZnKvVus/s1600-h/chelsea.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394794517778827954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/St4pB_RuirI/AAAAAAAAAIo/lhDCZnKvVus/s320/chelsea.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea and Nick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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/7419215877871807254-511831552073145324?l=thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/511831552073145324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/weekend-of-october-9-th-we-headed-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/511831552073145324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/511831552073145324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/weekend-of-october-9-th-we-headed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kapanak Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884323556356922055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/St6EI9bQQjI/AAAAAAAAAKY/yTsDgWwbpIY/s72-c/balloons09+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419215877871807254.post-1893780449099148807</id><published>2009-10-14T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T19:56:45.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dan's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Sunday October 4th we headed over to Kris’s parents house to celebrate Dan’s 4th birthday! In 2005 Dan had bi pass surgery on his birthday; he said that he started over. So Sammie thinks it’s great that she get his candles because now Jeddah is only a few months older than her. We had a really fun time. Dan’s was in a great mood and the kids had fun talking to him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/StZiKGLrdyI/AAAAAAAAAEI/bqNwksUYxjE/s1600-h/dan%27s+bday09+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392605529420560162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/StZiKGLrdyI/AAAAAAAAAEI/bqNwksUYxjE/s320/dan%27s+bday09+020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sammie playing a game after cake&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/StZiJKqKVjI/AAAAAAAAAEA/j369loOpoxY/s1600-h/dan%27s+bday09+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392605513442285106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/StZiJKqKVjI/AAAAAAAAAEA/j369loOpoxY/s320/dan%27s+bday09+017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was killing time before dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/StZhG3wZztI/AAAAAAAAAD4/BVhsEu2dr6c/s1600-h/dan%27s+bday09+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392604374496825042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/StZhG3wZztI/AAAAAAAAAD4/BVhsEu2dr6c/s320/dan%27s+bday09+015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sydnee had nothing to do with her fork, cake to mouth, she was happy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/StZhGLP8SmI/AAAAAAAAADw/f-yeCaUyrjg/s1600-h/dan%27s+bday09+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392604362549512802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/StZhGLP8SmI/AAAAAAAAADw/f-yeCaUyrjg/s320/dan%27s+bday09+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This swing was folded from the visit from Keyra. Huntyr wasn't around so Sydnee took it back. She crawled up there by her self and closed the tray, little smarty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/StZhFg29jAI/AAAAAAAAADo/k4dW4MZyzm4/s1600-h/dan%27s+bday09+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392604351170448386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/StZhFg29jAI/AAAAAAAAADo/k4dW4MZyzm4/s320/dan%27s+bday09+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan making sure we got the right kind of cake...........yes Dan, it's an ice cream cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/StZhFO-b5_I/AAAAAAAAADg/V8FaxnAXDwU/s1600-h/dan%27s+bday09+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392604346369959922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/StZhFO-b5_I/AAAAAAAAADg/V8FaxnAXDwU/s320/dan%27s+bday09+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening gifts and it's a MUST in the Kapanak family to sing Happy Birthday loud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/StZhEUanPZI/AAAAAAAAADY/PaVJangJLpg/s1600-h/dan%27s+bday09+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392604330650451346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/StZhEUanPZI/AAAAAAAAADY/PaVJangJLpg/s320/dan%27s+bday09+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7419215877871807254-1893780449099148807?l=thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1893780449099148807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/dans-birthday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/1893780449099148807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/1893780449099148807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/dans-birthday.html' title='Dan&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Kapanak Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884323556356922055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/StZiKGLrdyI/AAAAAAAAAEI/bqNwksUYxjE/s72-c/dan%27s+bday09+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419215877871807254.post-9055320550208215884</id><published>2009-09-28T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T00:26:16.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386775594819266898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SsGr3PXyKVI/AAAAAAAAACA/I2Zf652LcBQ/s320/aug-sept+2009+125.jpg" /&gt; We were able to spend five days with a person I never thought that I would meet. I met my 18 year old niece Keyra and her beautiful son Huntyr for the first time Tuesday night. We were able to spend time getting to know her, it couldn’t have gone better!&lt;br /&gt;My brother-in-law Brian has a daughter from his first marriage. She has always lived in Connecticut. We (the Kapanak side) never thought that we would ever get to meet her. Unfortunately, her parents didn’t leave each other on the best terms, so, we had all but given up on getting to know her. About seven months ago through the wonder of Facebook, we meet. She emailed me asking if we were related, being we both have the same very uncommon last name. I told her who I was and that I was so happy to hear from her. We exchanged a few emails and eventually started talking on the phone. During all this my mother-in-law also on Facebook, started to talk with her. Last week her and her son Huntyr came out to visit. They stayed with us for a few days and then we all stayed at my in-laws getting to know each other. Betty (my mother-in-law) and Keyra spent the last two days together alone. It was a fabulous visit. She is so sweet and has the cutest little boy! My kids just loved her, even Syd, who is shy with everyone! We all got along so well. We took her to see Brian, which was a little emotional, even his nurse was crying. They haven’t seen each other in over ten years. Those of you, who know us, know that Brian isn’t in a state to let her know how much he loves her. The first time he looked at her he began to cry. He couldn’t use words but he let everyone know what he felt. It was wonderful and heart breaking at the same time. I say heartbreaking because I wish they could have talked to each other. So needless to say we did a lot of laughing and had a few tears, but for the most part it was fun. She is a real sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386774261771639058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SsGqppYdmRI/AAAAAAAAABw/keTwj7SpZKU/s320/aug-sept+2009+126.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SsGwF-JdfpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/4QPYXSbxavQ/s1600-h/aug-sept+2009+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386780245940338322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SsGwF-JdfpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/4QPYXSbxavQ/s320/aug-sept+2009+116.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grammy and the grandkids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386780234552993202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SsGwFTugZbI/AAAAAAAAADI/r0MIfWTOaTE/s320/aug-sept+2009+109.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SsGwEgKDT3I/AAAAAAAAADA/KNlNGqzNKwE/s1600-h/aug-sept+2009+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386780220709883762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SsGwEgKDT3I/AAAAAAAAADA/KNlNGqzNKwE/s320/aug-sept+2009+064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Huntyr James, so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SsGwEA7ohAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Xl3wV1dqvLg/s1600-h/aug-sept+2009+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386780212327908354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SsGwEA7ohAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Xl3wV1dqvLg/s320/aug-sept+2009+067.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Keyra and Brian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SsGtfnIzwFI/AAAAAAAAACw/w85soXW4l_A/s1600-h/aug-sept+2009+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386777387905302610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SsGtfnIzwFI/AAAAAAAAACw/w85soXW4l_A/s320/aug-sept+2009+061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These girls had too much fun, passed out at Grammy's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SsGtfPug-pI/AAAAAAAAACo/IRt8WFxA5bc/s1600-h/aug-sept+2009+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386777381621004946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SsGtfPug-pI/AAAAAAAAACo/IRt8WFxA5bc/s320/aug-sept+2009+058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kris too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SsGteT8rQLI/AAAAAAAAACg/-FmAbVaRIqs/s1600-h/aug-sept+2009+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386777365574271154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SsGteT8rQLI/AAAAAAAAACg/-FmAbVaRIqs/s320/aug-sept+2009+052.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Visiting with Brian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SsGtdgkr2xI/AAAAAAAAACY/elbi4kaqUPQ/s1600-h/aug-sept+2009+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386777351783439122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SsGtdgkr2xI/AAAAAAAAACY/elbi4kaqUPQ/s320/aug-sept+2009+044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sammie, Sydnee and Huntyr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SsGtdAPxcLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/YjLbsRSizIE/s1600-h/aug-sept+2009+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386777343105790130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SsGtdAPxcLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/YjLbsRSizIE/s320/aug-sept+2009+049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Kris was babysitting, good job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SsGsJj44E1I/AAAAAAAAACI/SeNdOzFpAXo/s1600-h/aug-sept+2009+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386775909564420946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SsGsJj44E1I/AAAAAAAAACI/SeNdOzFpAXo/s320/aug-sept+2009+034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenda with Syd and Huntyr, wow crazy picture, we were playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386775100497392658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SsGrad4Q9BI/AAAAAAAAAB4/m1pZOpmZcFs/s320/aug-sept+2009+029.jpg" /&gt;Keyra and Huntyr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7419215877871807254-9055320550208215884?l=thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9055320550208215884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-were-able-to-spend-five-days-with.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/9055320550208215884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/9055320550208215884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-were-able-to-spend-five-days-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Kapanak Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884323556356922055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVPS8jdjiPI/SsGr3PXyKVI/AAAAAAAAACA/I2Zf652LcBQ/s72-c/aug-sept+2009+125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419215877871807254.post-4046326513512495365</id><published>2009-09-16T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T19:24:02.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I got it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, finally I got this thing done, well , for the most part. Wow, I did just about give up. I hope to get some pictures from our trip to Utah up. We had a great time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7419215877871807254-4046326513512495365?l=thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4046326513512495365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/september-16-2009.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/4046326513512495365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7419215877871807254/posts/default/4046326513512495365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekapanakfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/september-16-2009.html' title='I think I got it!'/><author><name>Kapanak Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884323556356922055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
