<?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-7030277792504946171</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:21:08.031-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Harlan &amp; Lindsay</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-4923451299707240329</id><published>2010-01-31T20:11:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T22:19:40.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>San Diego - September 2009</title><content type='html'>We were able to go on a family trip back in September with our friends to San Diego, California. This was Kaesen's first time flying and I wasn't sure how he was going to be. But lucky us he slept the entire flight. Our first stop was the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZHfBpcKhI/AAAAAAAAAbE/R-XJV21IMAc/s1600-h/6Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZHfBpcKhI/AAAAAAAAAbE/R-XJV21IMAc/s320/6Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433108598812846610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was Harlan first time being to the beach and was loving every minute of it. Kaesen loved playing with Tucker and getting the sand and sea weed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZIu1_599I/AAAAAAAAAbM/QnYvh4OKrGE/s1600-h/7Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 109px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZIu1_599I/AAAAAAAAAbM/QnYvh4OKrGE/s320/7Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433109970075383762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second day we went to Sea World. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZKPC8M7gI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Px8bOhEcPMw/s1600-h/8Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZKPC8M7gI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Px8bOhEcPMw/s320/8Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433111622816951810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaesen looked watching the shows and seeing all the animals. Of course the kids had lots of treats and were actually good at all the shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZLMy5bM-I/AAAAAAAAAbc/4Hn__a4XAP8/s1600-h/9Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 109px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZLMy5bM-I/AAAAAAAAAbc/4Hn__a4XAP8/s320/9Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433112683662226402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZMC2nAIQI/AAAAAAAAAbk/chrQrhMiM9o/s1600-h/10Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZMC2nAIQI/AAAAAAAAAbk/chrQrhMiM9o/s320/10Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433113612371632386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third day we went to the San Diego Zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZePqOFrFI/AAAAAAAAAbs/HF_ioKEYaLs/s1600-h/11Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZePqOFrFI/AAAAAAAAAbs/HF_ioKEYaLs/s320/11Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433133623593512018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tucker and Kaesen took a few naps during the day. They are so cute when they are sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZfCNLcolI/AAAAAAAAAb0/4WIJQo7FTJw/s1600-h/12Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZfCNLcolI/AAAAAAAAAb0/4WIJQo7FTJw/s320/12Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433134491971134034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The San Diego Zoo has so many animals and I think we actually saw almost everything there. Of course Kaesen loved the monkeys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZgKyJtXTI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Kd0m5RXJpb4/s1600-h/13Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZgKyJtXTI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Kd0m5RXJpb4/s320/13Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433135738846534962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fourth day we went all over San Diego and went back to Sea World to see all the night shows. It was so great to go on vacations and have friends go with us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZkR5bZHeI/AAAAAAAAAcU/L3a0hHVKDTo/s1600-h/16Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZkR5bZHeI/AAAAAAAAAcU/L3a0hHVKDTo/s320/16Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433140259105349090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZkRXVsgUI/AAAAAAAAAcM/qCKSDW-MZ5A/s1600-h/15Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZkRXVsgUI/AAAAAAAAAcM/qCKSDW-MZ5A/s320/15Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433140249954648386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZkRJ2VG6I/AAAAAAAAAcE/Q_ExMY9TpEk/s1600-h/14Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZkRJ2VG6I/AAAAAAAAAcE/Q_ExMY9TpEk/s320/14Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433140246333430690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-4923451299707240329?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/4923451299707240329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=4923451299707240329' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/4923451299707240329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/4923451299707240329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2010/01/san-diego-september-2009.html' title='San Diego - September 2009'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZHfBpcKhI/AAAAAAAAAbE/R-XJV21IMAc/s72-c/6Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-8079062279900982386</id><published>2010-01-31T19:57:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T20:08:54.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Birthday Pictures</title><content type='html'>Okay I am going to get caught up on blogging. So here are Kaesen's 1st birthday pictures. We were able to get some family pictures done too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZFTIsLcYI/AAAAAAAAAa8/iTYmZgfQCjc/s1600-h/5Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 109px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZFTIsLcYI/AAAAAAAAAa8/iTYmZgfQCjc/s320/5Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433106195521696130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZFSmaHF6I/AAAAAAAAAa0/EUgwKKWnkr0/s1600-h/4Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZFSmaHF6I/AAAAAAAAAa0/EUgwKKWnkr0/s320/4Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433106186319108002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZFSIvLJEI/AAAAAAAAAas/DFEV4ugjO9A/s1600-h/3Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZFSIvLJEI/AAAAAAAAAas/DFEV4ugjO9A/s320/3Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433106178354390082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZFR6gtsJI/AAAAAAAAAak/NGBGFi2tmFk/s1600-h/2Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZFR6gtsJI/AAAAAAAAAak/NGBGFi2tmFk/s320/2Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433106174535643282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZFRkeK_YI/AAAAAAAAAac/QXHEFC8Mmu0/s1600-h/1Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZFRkeK_YI/AAAAAAAAAac/QXHEFC8Mmu0/s320/1Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433106168619400578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-8079062279900982386?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/8079062279900982386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=8079062279900982386' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/8079062279900982386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/8079062279900982386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2010/01/1st-birthday-pictures.html' title='1st Birthday Pictures'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/S2ZFTIsLcYI/AAAAAAAAAa8/iTYmZgfQCjc/s72-c/5Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-2723659441467854717</id><published>2009-09-15T18:09:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T18:34:13.704-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun</title><content type='html'>We did alot of fun things this summer. We went to any different parties and get togethers. One of Kaesen's favorite words he would yell was Johna. One day we were at Olive Garden getting and talking about Johna then Kaesen started yelling at the top of his lungs Johna Johna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrAuUoEabpI/AAAAAAAAAZg/-s-BbCe-3jI/s1600-h/Picnik+collage67.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrAuUoEabpI/AAAAAAAAAZg/-s-BbCe-3jI/s320/Picnik+collage67.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381852486595931794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my aunt and uncles birthday party Kaesen loved to be with his great grandma and great grandpa. They sure do love him. Kaesen also enjoyed the cake dad and Uncle Marc was feeding him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrAuyXMROeI/AAAAAAAAAZw/WTFhKgfx94U/s1600-h/Picnik+collage69.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrAuyXMROeI/AAAAAAAAAZw/WTFhKgfx94U/s320/Picnik+collage69.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381852997461555682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrAux0PGAZI/AAAAAAAAAZo/nJdTZ_oN85c/s1600-h/Picnik+collage70.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 109px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrAux0PGAZI/AAAAAAAAAZo/nJdTZ_oN85c/s320/Picnik+collage70.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381852988078162322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought a new tent to go to our family reunion. We set up the tent before hand in the backyard and actually tried to sleep in it but it was lighting. Kaesen loved playing in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrAw2YMeEvI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/2sFQr8TOq3Q/s1600-h/Picnik+collage71.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrAw2YMeEvI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/2sFQr8TOq3Q/s320/Picnik+collage71.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381855265473565426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaesen has so many toys and so funny when playing with them. We had a bookcase in the basement and had to get rid of it because Kaesen loved to open the doors and play in it. Also it was in the way of Kaesen playing space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrAxUYYs6UI/AAAAAAAAAaA/4wcCp1WCtRY/s1600-h/Picnik+collage72.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrAxUYYs6UI/AAAAAAAAAaA/4wcCp1WCtRY/s320/Picnik+collage72.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381855780920944962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also during the summer we would go to lunch with Johna and Grandma Hope. We would also visit Grandma Sue at work and she would give Kaesen rides around the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrAxqsefGnI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Adv9NLAEwk0/s1600-h/Picnik+collage78.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrAxqsefGnI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Adv9NLAEwk0/s320/Picnik+collage78.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381856164271037042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaesen one day wanted to swing so I put him in it and walked out of the room to get something and came back and he was sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrAx1O_2pdI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/XvB-xHDQ_I8/s1600-h/Picnik+collage79.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrAx1O_2pdI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/XvB-xHDQ_I8/s320/Picnik+collage79.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381856345336489426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-2723659441467854717?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/2723659441467854717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=2723659441467854717' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/2723659441467854717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/2723659441467854717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2009/09/summer-fun.html' title='Summer Fun'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrAuUoEabpI/AAAAAAAAAZg/-s-BbCe-3jI/s72-c/Picnik+collage67.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-8693504702561855518</id><published>2009-09-15T17:36:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T18:08:01.710-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming Lessons- July 13, 2009</title><content type='html'>Me and Kaesen took the mom and me swimming lessons this summer. Kaesen loves the water and swimming. Kaesen was the youngest one in his class at 10 months old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrArKhofHbI/AAAAAAAAAZI/xsJBXgUJZYE/s1600-h/Picnik+collage63.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrArKhofHbI/AAAAAAAAAZI/xsJBXgUJZYE/s320/Picnik+collage63.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381849014534610354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaesen has no fear of the water. He would put him whole head under the water all the time. He loves to float, kicks his legs, and jump off the side of the pool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrArkVIZzdI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/_2C20Gh0abg/s1600-h/Picnik+collage65.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrArkVIZzdI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/_2C20Gh0abg/s320/Picnik+collage65.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381849457855417810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaesen's teacher was Jamie. She is very nice and fun to work with. We would sing songs that have to due with water. On the last day of class Kaesen received a card on what he did well at. His said going under water, kicking his legs, and blowing bubbles. Johna, Grandma Hope, and Grandma and Grandpa Bunker all came to one of Kaesen's swimming lessons to watch him. I am not a good swimmer but it looks him Kaesen is going to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrAsOalGyJI/AAAAAAAAAZY/rHwh_4BY6VQ/s1600-h/Picnik+collage66.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrAsOalGyJI/AAAAAAAAAZY/rHwh_4BY6VQ/s320/Picnik+collage66.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381850180872489106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-8693504702561855518?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/8693504702561855518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=8693504702561855518' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/8693504702561855518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/8693504702561855518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2009/09/swimming-lessons-july-13-2009.html' title='Swimming Lessons- July 13, 2009'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrArKhofHbI/AAAAAAAAAZI/xsJBXgUJZYE/s72-c/Picnik+collage63.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-2563194965334689798</id><published>2009-09-15T16:00:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T16:15:39.488-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Point Farm--July 2009</title><content type='html'>Since Kaesen loves animals so much we decided to take Kaesen to the Thanksgiving Point Farm. He loved every minute of it. The baby cow was trying to eat Harlans shirt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrAQDWGn7rI/AAAAAAAAAYY/oyeuUeehdYc/s1600-h/Picnik+collage56.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrAQDWGn7rI/AAAAAAAAAYY/oyeuUeehdYc/s320/Picnik+collage56.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381819204366757554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaesen loved the ducks and smelly pigs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrAQc2lQHXI/AAAAAAAAAYg/cfXHdIGUNmc/s1600-h/Picnik+collage57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrAQc2lQHXI/AAAAAAAAAYg/cfXHdIGUNmc/s320/Picnik+collage57.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381819642581884274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horses and sheep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrARAnkv50I/AAAAAAAAAY4/C_Ia15hZjwY/s1600-h/Picnik+collage61.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrARAnkv50I/AAAAAAAAAY4/C_Ia15hZjwY/s320/Picnik+collage61.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381820257028532034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrARAUKEC6I/AAAAAAAAAYw/y8Vc2UQmYBg/s1600-h/Picnik+collage58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrARAUKEC6I/AAAAAAAAAYw/y8Vc2UQmYBg/s320/Picnik+collage58.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381820251816332194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrARAKnY23I/AAAAAAAAAYo/8zEJk1MdPd8/s1600-h/Picnik+collage59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrARAKnY23I/AAAAAAAAAYo/8zEJk1MdPd8/s320/Picnik+collage59.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381820249254976370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaesen was able to ride a horse while we were there. He liked it was first and just sat so good but it was going too slow and then he just wanted off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrARogr-1lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/SPE6LddVdn8/s1600-h/Picnik+collage60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrARogr-1lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/SPE6LddVdn8/s320/Picnik+collage60.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381820942374590034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-2563194965334689798?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/2563194965334689798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=2563194965334689798' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/2563194965334689798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/2563194965334689798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2009/09/thanksgiving-point-farm-july-2009.html' title='Thanksgiving Point Farm--July 2009'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/SrAQDWGn7rI/AAAAAAAAAYY/oyeuUeehdYc/s72-c/Picnik+collage56.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-3864604236458769492</id><published>2009-08-13T21:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T21:45:46.049-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Cones</title><content type='html'>When I was pregnant with Kaesen towards the end of the pregnancy I loved snow cones. My cousin Julie would being me one when her and the girls would get one or we would have to make a trip for a tigers blood snow cone. So we decided to see if Kaesen liked them too. Knowing Kaesen that he loves all foods he loved the snow cone even tigers blood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SoTdo4WWocI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Ka60HHs_xPs/s1600-h/Picnik+collage55.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SoTdo4WWocI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Ka60HHs_xPs/s320/Picnik+collage55.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369660350123123138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-3864604236458769492?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/3864604236458769492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=3864604236458769492' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/3864604236458769492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/3864604236458769492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2009/08/snow-cones.html' title='Snow Cones'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/SoTdo4WWocI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Ka60HHs_xPs/s72-c/Picnik+collage55.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-8376940646694356472</id><published>2009-08-13T21:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T21:40:59.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'>American Fork Canyon- July 5, 2009</title><content type='html'>Harlan decided after church that we would take a ride up the canyon and take the dog along with us. There were so many people up the canyon Nala didn't have alot of places to play in the water. Kaesen loves the dog and goes crazy when Nala is around. The water was so cold but we had to test the waters and Kaesen liked it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SoTb74mr4DI/AAAAAAAAAYI/BsoHTcVaAmw/s1600-h/Picnik+collage54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SoTb74mr4DI/AAAAAAAAAYI/BsoHTcVaAmw/s320/Picnik+collage54.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369658477585883186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SoTb7XVyN0I/AAAAAAAAAYA/G-hvCIURutk/s1600-h/Picnik+collage53.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SoTb7XVyN0I/AAAAAAAAAYA/G-hvCIURutk/s320/Picnik+collage53.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369658468656625474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SoTb6PmwoUI/AAAAAAAAAX4/3AgGNMDpI9M/s1600-h/Picnik+collage52.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SoTb6PmwoUI/AAAAAAAAAX4/3AgGNMDpI9M/s320/Picnik+collage52.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369658449400471874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SoTb5r3z7YI/AAAAAAAAAXw/YYClmMSx-iE/s1600-h/Picnik+collage51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SoTb5r3z7YI/AAAAAAAAAXw/YYClmMSx-iE/s320/Picnik+collage51.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369658439808314754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-8376940646694356472?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/8376940646694356472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=8376940646694356472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/8376940646694356472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/8376940646694356472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2009/08/american-fork-canyon-july-5-2009.html' title='American Fork Canyon- July 5, 2009'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/SoTb74mr4DI/AAAAAAAAAYI/BsoHTcVaAmw/s72-c/Picnik+collage54.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-6473189890439133291</id><published>2009-07-06T12:52:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T13:16:51.644-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4th Of July - July 4, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJIIe89IPI/AAAAAAAAAVg/YJHe04izEZo/s1600-h/Picnik+collage31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJIIe89IPI/AAAAAAAAAVg/YJHe04izEZo/s320/Picnik+collage31.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355422217481822450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4th was a busy day for the Bunker Family. We did alot of cleaning up for a big BBQ. We had a BBQ and swimming party at our house. We filled two pools up in the morning so the water was warm for the party and had a slip-n-slide. One pool was only for the little kids to play in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJIvMBbieI/AAAAAAAAAVo/cmIa-xjosQU/s1600-h/Picnik+collage32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJIvMBbieI/AAAAAAAAAVo/cmIa-xjosQU/s320/Picnik+collage32.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355422882415217122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaesen loves to be in front of the camera so we got some cute pictures of him outside before the BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJJB3xjdRI/AAAAAAAAAVw/O_Ol5LJVw4M/s1600-h/Picnik+collage33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJJB3xjdRI/AAAAAAAAAVw/O_Ol5LJVw4M/s320/Picnik+collage33.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355423203397432594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaesen with mom and dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJJL1udJAI/AAAAAAAAAV4/n3rx3-Oz0eY/s1600-h/Picnik+collage34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJJL1udJAI/AAAAAAAAAV4/n3rx3-Oz0eY/s320/Picnik+collage34.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355423374646256642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaesen already to do some swimming in the backyard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJJfZFZXgI/AAAAAAAAAWA/zGXBQgBTM1o/s1600-h/Picnik+collage35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJJfZFZXgI/AAAAAAAAAWA/zGXBQgBTM1o/s320/Picnik+collage35.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355423710555233794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaesen with his cousins Taylor and Isla. He was a crazy baby in the pool. He was splashing everyone and laughing. He was so cute in his pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJKKNQMFKI/AAAAAAAAAWI/8mzBitbon0o/s1600-h/Picnik+collage37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJKKNQMFKI/AAAAAAAAAWI/8mzBitbon0o/s320/Picnik+collage37.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355424446113649826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon &amp; Kaesen; Brandon, Eric, and Kaesen; Cole slip-n-sliding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJKr8iJpQI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/BUUaztPjlKA/s1600-h/Picnik+collage38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJKr8iJpQI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/BUUaztPjlKA/s320/Picnik+collage38.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355425025741137154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harlan was the cook and did cook so great hot dogs and hamburgers for about 40 people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJK9rdArWI/AAAAAAAAAWY/ImqDLpdul8M/s1600-h/Picnik+collage39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJK9rdArWI/AAAAAAAAAWY/ImqDLpdul8M/s320/Picnik+collage39.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355425330393820514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marc &amp; Brandon; Tucker Meryhew; Harlan &amp; Kaesen; Johna &amp; Kaesen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJLKSBn_yI/AAAAAAAAAWg/yZii4hdb3K4/s1600-h/Picnik+collage40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJLKSBn_yI/AAAAAAAAAWg/yZii4hdb3K4/s320/Picnik+collage40.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355425546906369826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute Couples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJLer-zS0I/AAAAAAAAAWo/PfH0tY_DWEE/s1600-h/Picnik+collage41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJLer-zS0I/AAAAAAAAAWo/PfH0tY_DWEE/s320/Picnik+collage41.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355425897471232834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All our nieces and nephews &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJLt-_jIQI/AAAAAAAAAWw/X8p87KYLSjI/s1600-h/Picnik+collage42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJLt-_jIQI/AAAAAAAAAWw/X8p87KYLSjI/s320/Picnik+collage42.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355426160272679170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relaxing and having fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJMHvp7k0I/AAAAAAAAAXI/7m6NacD0dwE/s1600-h/Picnik+collage46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJMHvp7k0I/AAAAAAAAAXI/7m6NacD0dwE/s320/Picnik+collage46.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355426602832073538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJMHTWehDI/AAAAAAAAAXA/IjmyTGhTUGM/s1600-h/Picnik+collage44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJMHTWehDI/AAAAAAAAAXA/IjmyTGhTUGM/s320/Picnik+collage44.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355426595234284594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJMHNaQhvI/AAAAAAAAAW4/crpOKUNYoQw/s1600-h/Picnik+collage43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJMHNaQhvI/AAAAAAAAAW4/crpOKUNYoQw/s320/Picnik+collage43.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355426593639532274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave &amp; Isla; Issak &amp; Sara; Mike &amp; Johna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJMWfidPEI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/2srUaW2z0rI/s1600-h/Picnik+collage47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJMWfidPEI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/2srUaW2z0rI/s320/Picnik+collage47.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355426856203795522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Fireworks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJMnbRmuaI/AAAAAAAAAXo/o17G_dpzJak/s1600-h/Picnik+collage50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJMnbRmuaI/AAAAAAAAAXo/o17G_dpzJak/s320/Picnik+collage50.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355427147117148578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJMnAaHdII/AAAAAAAAAXg/7ljDpFlV2ME/s1600-h/Picnik+collage49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJMnAaHdII/AAAAAAAAAXg/7ljDpFlV2ME/s320/Picnik+collage49.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355427139905090690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJMmyCHuEI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Hxf2Kn_s8Bs/s1600-h/Picnik+collage48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJMmyCHuEI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Hxf2Kn_s8Bs/s320/Picnik+collage48.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355427136046348354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did alot of fireworks and then watched the Thanksgiving Point fireworks from our backyard. Kaesen loved the fireworks. He just sat there and watched the fireworks. He was very tried and fell asleep during the Thanksgiving Point fireworks. We had a great 4th of July and loved having our family and friends over for a BBQ and swim party. He had tons of good food, treats, and glow bracelets for all the kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-6473189890439133291?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/6473189890439133291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=6473189890439133291' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/6473189890439133291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/6473189890439133291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july-july-4-2009.html' title='4th Of July - July 4, 2009'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlJIIe89IPI/AAAAAAAAAVg/YJHe04izEZo/s72-c/Picnik+collage31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-2404236922330137073</id><published>2009-07-05T21:02:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T21:08:34.360-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Parade Time - June 27, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlFpiAFOB9I/AAAAAAAAAVI/Cs1SJ124yfI/s1600-h/Picnik+collage28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 109px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlFpiAFOB9I/AAAAAAAAAVI/Cs1SJ124yfI/s320/Picnik+collage28.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355177464778590162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was the main parade for the Lehi Round-Up Days. We decided to go to the parade about thirty minutes before it started. So we called Harold to make sure it was okay to park at his house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlFp1zfMWUI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/HU-nSNFvlYM/s1600-h/Picnik+collage29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlFp1zfMWUI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/HU-nSNFvlYM/s320/Picnik+collage29.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355177804995254594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was alot of candy at the parade and Kaesen was able to have his first sucker. He sure did love it but he was messy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlFqeziSZgI/AAAAAAAAAVY/NwqyUppqL5Q/s1600-h/Picnik+collage30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlFqeziSZgI/AAAAAAAAAVY/NwqyUppqL5Q/s320/Picnik+collage30.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355178509382870530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-2404236922330137073?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/2404236922330137073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=2404236922330137073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/2404236922330137073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/2404236922330137073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2009/07/parade-time-june-27-2009.html' title='Parade Time - June 27, 2009'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlFpiAFOB9I/AAAAAAAAAVI/Cs1SJ124yfI/s72-c/Picnik+collage28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-7457460872369374426</id><published>2009-07-05T20:55:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T21:01:48.699-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Horse Parade - June 25, 2009</title><content type='html'>The sky was dark and the rain was coming. We decided to take Kaesen to the Lehi Round-Up Horse Parade. This is Kaesen first parade. He loved the parade and the horses. It did rain but Kaesen was able to stay dry by seating in his stroller. We went to the parade with Harold, Uncle Casey, Aunt Rachelle, Cole, Taylor, Porter, Aunt Sara, Isla, and Issak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlFori_BAtI/AAAAAAAAAU4/3NaZZeUcBuU/s1600-h/Picnik+collage26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlFori_BAtI/AAAAAAAAAU4/3NaZZeUcBuU/s320/Picnik+collage26.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355176529255006930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaesen loves to be with Taylor and Taylor loves him. Every time Kaesen sees her he has to get her and give her kisses. Sometimes he pulls her hair but I think she likes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlFpA3zd8aI/AAAAAAAAAVA/XgDfRJGNDdo/s1600-h/Picnik+collage27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlFpA3zd8aI/AAAAAAAAAVA/XgDfRJGNDdo/s320/Picnik+collage27.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355176895620968866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-7457460872369374426?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/7457460872369374426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=7457460872369374426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/7457460872369374426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/7457460872369374426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2009/07/horse-parade-june-25-2009.html' title='Horse Parade - June 25, 2009'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlFori_BAtI/AAAAAAAAAU4/3NaZZeUcBuU/s72-c/Picnik+collage26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-3102874831099663736</id><published>2009-07-05T19:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T20:04:46.344-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day - June 21, 2009</title><content type='html'>This year was Harlan's first Father's Day. Harlan is such a wonderful father to Kaesen. He is always there for Kaesen and never wants to leave Kaesen. He is always doing something for Kaesen or with Kaesen. I am also grateful for my dad and Harlan's dad. They are such great men and grandpa's. Kaesen loves to be with his grandpa's. On Father's Day we had dinner at Harlan's parents and then we to my parents for a BBQ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlFbqaIjZFI/AAAAAAAAAUc/bJqjZAwB3xE/s1600-h/Picnik+collage36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlFbqaIjZFI/AAAAAAAAAUc/bJqjZAwB3xE/s320/Picnik+collage36.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355162216048059474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlFbqDmjc_I/AAAAAAAAAUU/HXDiA196SSE/s1600-h/Picnik+collage25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlFbqDmjc_I/AAAAAAAAAUU/HXDiA196SSE/s320/Picnik+collage25.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355162209999877106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-3102874831099663736?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/3102874831099663736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=3102874831099663736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/3102874831099663736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/3102874831099663736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2009/07/father.html' title='Father&apos;s Day - June 21, 2009'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlFbqaIjZFI/AAAAAAAAAUc/bJqjZAwB3xE/s72-c/Picnik+collage36.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-4467667652664525134</id><published>2009-07-05T19:15:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T19:34:34.305-06:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Month Check Up - June 16, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlFSYFMHxHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/caiF-BN6CNs/s1600-h/Picnik+collage23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 109px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlFSYFMHxHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/caiF-BN6CNs/s320/Picnik+collage23.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355152005583586418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaesen is now 9 Months old. I can't believe how fast my baby is growing. He is crawling everywhere, pulling himself up to everything, walking around things, and going up the stairs. He loves to make all kinds of noises. I am loving every moment of Kaesen. At Kaesen's check up everything went well. Kaesen weighs 20lbs 12oz and is 29 3/4in. long. Kaesen had to get his blood taken and had one shot. He did great but was getting a little tried after having to wait over an hour for the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlFUkEceB-I/AAAAAAAAAUM/cCyGmQOrYXU/s1600-h/Picnik+collage24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlFUkEceB-I/AAAAAAAAAUM/cCyGmQOrYXU/s320/Picnik+collage24.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355154410565404642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-4467667652664525134?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/4467667652664525134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=4467667652664525134' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/4467667652664525134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/4467667652664525134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2009/07/9-month-check-up-june-16-2009.html' title='9 Month Check Up - June 16, 2009'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlFSYFMHxHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/caiF-BN6CNs/s72-c/Picnik+collage23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-391487086674697222</id><published>2009-07-05T19:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T19:12:21.029-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Harlan's Special Day- June 14, 2009</title><content type='html'>Kaesen and I are so grateful for Harlan and all he does for us. He has done many things and changed many things in his life for us. We are so lucky to have him. Harlan was able to receive the Priesthood. Harlan's brother Casey was able to perform the blessing for him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlFPUhcamHI/AAAAAAAAAT8/g78IzNFyxXM/s1600-h/Picnik+collage22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlFPUhcamHI/AAAAAAAAAT8/g78IzNFyxXM/s320/Picnik+collage22.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355148645913761906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-391487086674697222?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/391487086674697222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=391487086674697222' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/391487086674697222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/391487086674697222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2009/07/harlans-special-day-june-14-2009.html' title='Harlan&apos;s Special Day- June 14, 2009'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/SlFPUhcamHI/AAAAAAAAAT8/g78IzNFyxXM/s72-c/Picnik+collage22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-5745631821023194597</id><published>2009-06-30T16:32:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T16:46:55.944-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Grandma Bunker - June 10, 2009</title><content type='html'>Great Grandma Bunker has been sick and was in the hospital. We took Kaesen to see her. She was so excited to see him. She loves to see her grand kids. She is the sweetest lady and when we were going to leave she didn't want any of us to say goodbye but to say see you soon.&lt;br /&gt;Kaesen and Great Grandma Bunker. Four generations of Bunkers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkqUP3MCrhI/AAAAAAAAATE/4C_tim4B1q4/s1600-h/Picnik+collage20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkqUP3MCrhI/AAAAAAAAATE/4C_tim4B1q4/s320/Picnik+collage20.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353254107316661778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaesen, Dad, Great Grandma Bunker. Grandma Sue, Mom, Kaesen, and Great Grandma Bunker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkqUgH83viI/AAAAAAAAATM/zkpIddc8HT8/s1600-h/Picnik+collage21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkqUgH83viI/AAAAAAAAATM/zkpIddc8HT8/s320/Picnik+collage21.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353254386694340130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Grandma got out of the hospital we went to visit her. She was able to watch Kaesen crawl all over her house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkqVtYYdrrI/AAAAAAAAATU/_Wwnm9l97js/s1600-h/DSC01622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkqVtYYdrrI/AAAAAAAAATU/_Wwnm9l97js/s320/DSC01622.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353255713954967218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-5745631821023194597?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/5745631821023194597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=5745631821023194597' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/5745631821023194597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/5745631821023194597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2009/06/great-grandma-bunker-june-10-2009.html' title='Great Grandma Bunker - June 10, 2009'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkqUP3MCrhI/AAAAAAAAATE/4C_tim4B1q4/s72-c/Picnik+collage20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-6514317502240755149</id><published>2009-06-30T16:20:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T16:29:11.067-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cart Ride - June 6, 2009</title><content type='html'>So I really didn't ever want Kaesen to ride in a cart. They are so gross and dirty. We went to Smith's shopping and we put him in one and he loved it. But I did wipe it down with bleach wipes tons before putting him in it. Harlan had Kaesen laughing so hard while riding in the cart. I had to take his picture because he was being so cute. When Kaesen sees the camera he smiles so big. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkqRgt6Tt2I/AAAAAAAAAS8/G8GSNE9_2p0/s1600-h/Picnik+collage19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkqRgt6Tt2I/AAAAAAAAAS8/G8GSNE9_2p0/s320/Picnik+collage19.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353251098349254498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-6514317502240755149?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/6514317502240755149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=6514317502240755149' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/6514317502240755149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/6514317502240755149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2009/06/cart-ride-june-6-2009.html' title='Cart Ride - June 6, 2009'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkqRgt6Tt2I/AAAAAAAAAS8/G8GSNE9_2p0/s72-c/Picnik+collage19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-2979810798805886084</id><published>2009-06-30T16:01:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T16:17:24.297-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Camp - June 1-5, 2009</title><content type='html'>Did I ever think I would be going to girls camp again? NO! But it was so much fun. I thought it was going to be so hard to be away from Kaesen (and it was) but I am so glad I went to girls camp. We went to the Heber Valley Camp. Camp this year was a stake camp. I got to know many new leaders and got to know the girls more. Thanks to my mom to take the week off of work to watch Kaesen during the day for Harlan.&lt;br /&gt;Leaders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkqM1QL9weI/AAAAAAAAASE/GOUxi5CjWS0/s1600-h/CAMP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkqM1QL9weI/AAAAAAAAASE/GOUxi5CjWS0/s320/CAMP.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353245953589363170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we love to eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkqNBS5sDEI/AAAAAAAAASM/dPFZ69PXqxE/s1600-h/CAMP1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkqNBS5sDEI/AAAAAAAAASM/dPFZ69PXqxE/s320/CAMP1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353246160476441666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all made our own cars. The leaders had a limo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkqNU6G41lI/AAAAAAAAASU/jMANgOnCfz8/s1600-h/CAMP3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkqNU6G41lI/AAAAAAAAASU/jMANgOnCfz8/s320/CAMP3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353246497418303058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green Park Young Woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkqNiza1eoI/AAAAAAAAASc/cjbENgpMRds/s1600-h/CAMP4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkqNiza1eoI/AAAAAAAAASc/cjbENgpMRds/s320/CAMP4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353246736141089410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkqNvCIs5zI/AAAAAAAAASk/4VP_Lyr-sK0/s1600-h/CAMP5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkqNvCIs5zI/AAAAAAAAASk/4VP_Lyr-sK0/s320/CAMP5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353246946249991986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley's hair salon at camp. Yes she did braid my hair in a circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkqN4-3GGCI/AAAAAAAAASs/9uXPHx59gao/s1600-h/CAMP6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkqN4-3GGCI/AAAAAAAAASs/9uXPHx59gao/s320/CAMP6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353247117169530914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Day of Camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkqOIz9G2rI/AAAAAAAAAS0/4hS-s0HEDHc/s1600-h/CAMP7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkqOIz9G2rI/AAAAAAAAAS0/4hS-s0HEDHc/s320/CAMP7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353247389119863474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-2979810798805886084?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/2979810798805886084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=2979810798805886084' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/2979810798805886084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/2979810798805886084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2009/06/girls-camp-june-1-5-2009.html' title='Girls Camp - June 1-5, 2009'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkqM1QL9weI/AAAAAAAAASE/GOUxi5CjWS0/s72-c/CAMP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-4725064729013535846</id><published>2009-06-30T15:42:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T15:57:17.515-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Class of 2009 - May 29, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkqIgb4DL2I/AAAAAAAAAR0/dGXBHI78RPI/s1600-h/Picnik+collage16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkqIgb4DL2I/AAAAAAAAAR0/dGXBHI78RPI/s320/Picnik+collage16.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353241197903294306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year my niece Johna graduated from American Fork High. I was kind of nervous about taking Kaesen to the graduation. I thought he might get bored and want to play.&lt;br /&gt;But he was so good. He just sat and watched the whole thing. He got a little sleepy towards the end but never cried or wanted down. It is a little crazy that my niece is old enough to be graduating from high school. After the graduation we all went to eat at Brick Oven. Now that Johna is graduated from High School she will be going to BYU on a full ride scholarship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkqKDFzFJHI/AAAAAAAAAR8/9K3DtEu_3gs/s1600-h/Picnik+collage17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkqKDFzFJHI/AAAAAAAAAR8/9K3DtEu_3gs/s320/Picnik+collage17.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353242892783920242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-4725064729013535846?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/4725064729013535846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=4725064729013535846' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/4725064729013535846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/4725064729013535846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2009/06/class-of-2009-may-29-2009.html' title='Class of 2009 - May 29, 2009'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkqIgb4DL2I/AAAAAAAAAR0/dGXBHI78RPI/s72-c/Picnik+collage16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-8331885745205206345</id><published>2009-06-30T14:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T15:07:51.174-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bike Rides - May 25, 2009</title><content type='html'>Harlan and I love to ride bikes, so we have been looking for a bike trailer. We found the perfect one and Kaesen loves to be in it. One night Aunt Rachelle, Harlan, and I took Kaesen on a long bike ride. He was talking alot on the time and then he got all quiet. I looked back and Kaesen was sound asleep.Even after getting home from the long ride we put Kaesen in his highchair to feed him his rice he just slept. Harlan will take Kaesen on bike rides to see the chickens and horses that are around the corner from our house. I usually take Kaesen on rides with Taylor and Cole around the block or to the park. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/Skp-lFr-0TI/AAAAAAAAARs/jSL9iE9sIFY/s1600-h/Picnik+collage15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/Skp-lFr-0TI/AAAAAAAAARs/jSL9iE9sIFY/s320/Picnik+collage15.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353230282730164530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-8331885745205206345?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/8331885745205206345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=8331885745205206345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/8331885745205206345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/8331885745205206345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2009/06/bike-rides-may-25-2009.html' title='Bike Rides - May 25, 2009'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/Skp-lFr-0TI/AAAAAAAAARs/jSL9iE9sIFY/s72-c/Picnik+collage15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-728758901391711800</id><published>2009-06-30T14:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T14:48:50.977-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day - May 10, 2009</title><content type='html'>Being a mother to Kaesen is the best job ever. I am so lucky to have such a wonderful baby boy. I am also grateful for my wonderful mom and mother-in-law. On Mother's Day in the morning Harlan's two sisters had everyone over for a bunch. Then we went to church because I had to teach. After church my mom treated my whole family including Grandma Dorothy and Clyde to Olive Garden. It was so yummy. It is so great to finally be a mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/Skp59CwediI/AAAAAAAAARk/ekYiB0pSrZs/s1600-h/DSC00437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/Skp59CwediI/AAAAAAAAARk/ekYiB0pSrZs/s320/DSC00437.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353225196702430754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/Skp58xA37bI/AAAAAAAAARc/rB1J9dqDs6M/s1600-h/DSC01273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/Skp58xA37bI/AAAAAAAAARc/rB1J9dqDs6M/s320/DSC01273.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353225191939370418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/Skp58aQMU3I/AAAAAAAAARU/PbB05t5VIoM/s1600-h/DSC01520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/Skp58aQMU3I/AAAAAAAAARU/PbB05t5VIoM/s320/DSC01520.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353225185829606258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/Skp58KfGX_I/AAAAAAAAARM/k-TcKoll-ko/s1600-h/Picnik+collage14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/Skp58KfGX_I/AAAAAAAAARM/k-TcKoll-ko/s320/Picnik+collage14.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353225181597163506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-728758901391711800?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/728758901391711800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=728758901391711800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/728758901391711800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/728758901391711800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2009/06/mothers-day-may-10-2009.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day - May 10, 2009'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/Skp59CwediI/AAAAAAAAARk/ekYiB0pSrZs/s72-c/DSC00437.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-6504630496247996498</id><published>2009-06-30T14:20:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T14:31:28.191-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Time Swimming- April 24, 2009</title><content type='html'>Since Kaesen loves to take a bath we thought he would love swimming. So we decided to take him to the Lehi pool. We went with Aunt Rachelle, Taylor, Cole, Aunt Sara, Isaak, and Isla. Kaesen loved the swimming pool. He would put his head under the water and come up and laugh. If you would come near him he would splash you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/Skp0mX6NIOI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/54OL-PFcYbE/s1600-h/Picnik+collage12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/Skp0mX6NIOI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/54OL-PFcYbE/s320/Picnik+collage12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353219309685252322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaesen loves to float on his back. I think he is going to be a better swimmer than his mom. We played in the pool for about two hours and I thought it was time to go. So when I got Kaesen out of the pool he just cried. He wanted to stay and swim with everyone else. But as soon as we got him changed and back in the stroller he passed out before we got to the car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/Skp1tKewQSI/AAAAAAAAARE/Jc4bM62JuAs/s1600-h/Picnik+collage13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/Skp1tKewQSI/AAAAAAAAARE/Jc4bM62JuAs/s320/Picnik+collage13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353220525851164962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-6504630496247996498?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/6504630496247996498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=6504630496247996498' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/6504630496247996498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/6504630496247996498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-time-swimming-april-24-2009.html' title='First Time Swimming- April 24, 2009'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/Skp0mX6NIOI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/54OL-PFcYbE/s72-c/Picnik+collage12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-2839682209473495247</id><published>2009-06-29T21:48:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T22:07:59.371-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Hair Cut-April 20, 2009</title><content type='html'>Kaesen has lots of hair and curly. So Jana came over to give Kaesen his first haircut. He just wanted to look at Jana and see what she was doing. He did good and looked great after it was done. That same day we got Kaesen a new duck bath tub so we had to keep showing him it to look forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkmM-_d52oI/AAAAAAAAAQk/cq082kQE424/s1600-h/Picnik+collage9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkmM-_d52oI/AAAAAAAAAQk/cq082kQE424/s320/Picnik+collage9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352964645923183234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkmOujkvzPI/AAAAAAAAAQs/1VfD-ZF_5Dw/s1600-h/Picnik+collage10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 109px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkmOujkvzPI/AAAAAAAAAQs/1VfD-ZF_5Dw/s320/Picnik+collage10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352966562581040370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the haircut Kaesen finally got to play in his new bath tub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkmPe_tBWrI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/_IwhbeXRYZU/s1600-h/Picnik+collage11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkmPe_tBWrI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/_IwhbeXRYZU/s320/Picnik+collage11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352967394765658802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-2839682209473495247?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/2839682209473495247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=2839682209473495247' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/2839682209473495247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/2839682209473495247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-hair-cut-april-20-2009.html' title='First Hair Cut-April 20, 2009'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/SkmM-_d52oI/AAAAAAAAAQk/cq082kQE424/s72-c/Picnik+collage9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-2746167418380064444</id><published>2009-06-29T19:26:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T22:12:02.245-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep-Over with Cole- April 17, 2009</title><content type='html'>Cole has been wanting to sleep over at our house for a while. We decided to let Cole sleep over since he would ask us every day to stay. I think that Harlan was more excited to have him sleep over than I was. Cole wanted to take a bath with Kaesen but Kaesen was still bathing in his baby tub. So we filled Kaesen's baby tub up then the regular tub after. They had some much fun bathing. After bathing it was time for Kaesen to go to bed but Cole and Harlan had two bags of popcorn and watched a movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SklrQ2tSaMI/AAAAAAAAAQc/zhwxFr8YIDw/s1600-h/Picnik+collage8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SklrQ2tSaMI/AAAAAAAAAQc/zhwxFr8YIDw/s320/Picnik+collage8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352927569414088898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-2746167418380064444?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/2746167418380064444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=2746167418380064444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/2746167418380064444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/2746167418380064444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2009/06/sleep-over-with-cole.html' title='Sleep-Over with Cole- April 17, 2009'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/SklrQ2tSaMI/AAAAAAAAAQc/zhwxFr8YIDw/s72-c/Picnik+collage8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-4245334306721437664</id><published>2009-06-29T18:57:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T22:12:29.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Softball Games- April 13, 2009</title><content type='html'>This year Johna played on the varsity softball team for American Fork High. So we were able to go watch her play on the warm days. The first softball game Kaesen went to was on Johna's 18th Birthday. Grandpa Norm would always sit out in center field so we sat with him for a while. Kaesen loved playing on the grass while we watched Johna play. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SklpaM2KTQI/AAAAAAAAAQU/ls8EeYnRaXQ/s1600-h/Picnik+collage7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SklpaM2KTQI/AAAAAAAAAQU/ls8EeYnRaXQ/s320/Picnik+collage7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352925530952453378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-4245334306721437664?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/4245334306721437664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=4245334306721437664' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/4245334306721437664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/4245334306721437664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2009/06/softball-games.html' title='Softball Games- April 13, 2009'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/SklpaM2KTQI/AAAAAAAAAQU/ls8EeYnRaXQ/s72-c/Picnik+collage7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-3054396703500677379</id><published>2009-06-29T16:54:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T18:56:22.727-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>For Kaesen's first Easter we did alot of exciting things. We colored Easter eggs with the Aunt Rachelle, Taylor, and Cole one day and another day colored eggs with Aunt Michelle, Johna, Brandon, Grandma Hope, and Grandpa Norm. Kaesen's Egg this year was blue. He just liked to put it in his mouth. Kaesen also got lots of Easter gifts. Here is Kaesen opening his gifts from Grandma Hope and Grandpa Norm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SklMLl046zI/AAAAAAAAAPU/mPodmL35bpQ/s1600-h/Picnik+collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SklMLl046zI/AAAAAAAAAPU/mPodmL35bpQ/s320/Picnik+collage1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352893394122763058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of our pictures at Aunt Rachelle's House decorating eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SklOX7BNoiI/AAAAAAAAAPc/QLFz1THsfKQ/s1600-h/Picnik+collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SklOX7BNoiI/AAAAAAAAAPc/QLFz1THsfKQ/s320/Picnik+collage2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352895804993282594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Saturday before Easter Grandma Hope and Grandpa Norm took us all out to breakfast at Kneaders. Kaesen took a nap through the first part of breakfast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SklXYh9WJiI/AAAAAAAAAPk/wo76M0RSmRk/s1600-h/Picnik+collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SklXYh9WJiI/AAAAAAAAAPk/wo76M0RSmRk/s320/Picnik+collage3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352905711050696226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast we went back to our house to decorate eggs and open easter presents from Grandma and Grandpa. Kaesen got a swimming suit, clothes, money, and a bucket. Kaesen didn't care about the gifts but loved the tissue paper and bags. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SklZWjjRO9I/AAAAAAAAAPs/VUOjTu1FbVY/s1600-h/Picnik+collage4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SklZWjjRO9I/AAAAAAAAAPs/VUOjTu1FbVY/s320/Picnik+collage4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352907876141710290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Easter Bunny sure get Kaesen alot of fun stuff. Kaesen received PJ's, clothes, sunglasses, and some toys. He loves the sunglasses. He leaves them one and doesn't mess with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/Skle07bPZsI/AAAAAAAAAP0/NvP-kuqSgJ8/s1600-h/Picnik+collage5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/Skle07bPZsI/AAAAAAAAAP0/NvP-kuqSgJ8/s320/Picnik+collage5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352913895504701122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After church on Easter we went to Aunt Sara and Uncle Dave's house for an easter party. We had an easter egg hunt in the backyard and got more easter gifts. Grandma Sue made sugar eggs for all the grandkids. She made some that they could eat. So we let Kaesen and Isla have there egg for a minute. While all the other cousins were playing outside Isla let Kaesen play in her room and play with her dolls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SklieihEK4I/AAAAAAAAAP8/QsVzrGQs_ag/s1600-h/Picnik+collage6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SklieihEK4I/AAAAAAAAAP8/QsVzrGQs_ag/s320/Picnik+collage6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352917908907633538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-3054396703500677379?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/3054396703500677379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=3054396703500677379' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/3054396703500677379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/3054396703500677379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2009/06/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/SklMLl046zI/AAAAAAAAAPU/mPodmL35bpQ/s72-c/Picnik+collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-4394755722461395218</id><published>2009-03-17T16:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T16:37:50.991-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy St. Patrick's Day</title><content type='html'>Today was such a fun day. We started off by going to work. After work I had a little meeting because now I am in the Young Women's in our ward. Then me and Kaesen headed to the park with Rachelle, Taylor, and Cole. Kaesen has so much fun with his aunt and cousins. After the park we headed on our walk. We have been going on a walk every day with Aunt Rachelle and the kids. Tonight is Kaesen and dad's night. So who knows that Harlan has planned for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/ScAmIQ4m0OI/AAAAAAAAAO4/ZUC9XRu2Y3Y/s1600-h/St.+Patty%27s+Day+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/ScAmIQ4m0OI/AAAAAAAAAO4/ZUC9XRu2Y3Y/s320/St.+Patty%27s+Day+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314289483710386402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/ScAmHx2qu6I/AAAAAAAAAOw/5slRxVcD6kI/s1600-h/St.+Patty%27s+Day+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/ScAmHx2qu6I/AAAAAAAAAOw/5slRxVcD6kI/s320/St.+Patty%27s+Day+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314289475380755362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/ScAmI7f3e-I/AAAAAAAAAPI/3u1nKXlp3pg/s1600-h/St.+Patty%27s+Day+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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Kaesen got his first virus, got to eat rice, went sledding, slept in own room, had first valentines, and grew so much. At Kaesen's four month appointment he was 25 1/4in., 16 lbs 13oz. Just two weeks ago while at the doctors when he was sick he was 17lbs 8oz. He sure doesn't miss a meal. Kaesen is almost sitting up by himself and just the happiest baby ever. Kaesen loves his cousins Taylor and Cole. We see them about every day. Sometimes Kaesen visits Aunt Rachelle while I go to work. It is nice to have them just up the road to help out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-57.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3170534137677919831&amp;amp;site=widget-57.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3170534137677919831&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-57.slide.com/p1/3170534137677919831/bb_t014_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3170534137677919831&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-57.slide.com/p2/3170534137677919831/bb_t014_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3170534137677919831&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-57.slide.com/p4/3170534137677919831/bb_t014_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-1698578809662478435?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/1698578809662478435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=1698578809662478435' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/1698578809662478435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/1698578809662478435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2009/02/5-months-old.html' title='5 Months Old'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-4159996609687494346</id><published>2009-01-09T17:03:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T13:06:01.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas.</title><content type='html'>We started out Christmas Eve at Grandma Hope's House for our family party. After the party we got to open our Christmas PJ's from Santa. Dad helped Kaesen out with his PJ's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpJICaf0LI/AAAAAAAAAMA/klhQKF7c9QY/s1600-h/Christmas+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpJICaf0LI/AAAAAAAAAMA/klhQKF7c9QY/s320/Christmas+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290121114735857842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpJH2ZlHpI/AAAAAAAAAL4/iwOD05G0uLs/s1600-h/Christmas+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpJH2ZlHpI/AAAAAAAAAL4/iwOD05G0uLs/s320/Christmas+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290121111510785682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpJGzbhyVI/AAAAAAAAALg/ZQpZu0soT0I/s1600-h/Christmas+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpJGzbhyVI/AAAAAAAAALg/ZQpZu0soT0I/s320/Christmas+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290121093533780306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpJHpIW8yI/AAAAAAAAALw/DSsdiYNUTlg/s1600-h/Christmas+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpJHpIW8yI/AAAAAAAAALw/DSsdiYNUTlg/s320/Christmas+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290121107948892962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpJHP3nfkI/AAAAAAAAALo/40nr-n23VLg/s1600-h/Christmas+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpJHP3nfkI/AAAAAAAAALo/40nr-n23VLg/s320/Christmas+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290121101167787586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas morning we were woke up Kaesen around 8am. We opened presents from Santa and from each other. Kaesen got many fun presents like a Sea Horse that glows and plays music, PJ's, clothes, fun book from Jana, and other toys. He mostly loved the wrapping paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpKMxDW1kI/AAAAAAAAAMY/xoCK8L0KR_0/s1600-h/Christmas+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpKMxDW1kI/AAAAAAAAAMY/xoCK8L0KR_0/s320/Christmas+026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290122295486371394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpKNylGYpI/AAAAAAAAAMo/YidUvUB6RFU/s1600-h/Christmas+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpKNylGYpI/AAAAAAAAAMo/YidUvUB6RFU/s320/Christmas+033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290122313076204178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpKNeGEC7I/AAAAAAAAAMg/WN47L5y3RPw/s1600-h/Christmas+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpKNeGEC7I/AAAAAAAAAMg/WN47L5y3RPw/s320/Christmas+029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290122307577318322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpKMbnYbmI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/XNFlwRH9RfQ/s1600-h/Christmas+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpKMbnYbmI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/XNFlwRH9RfQ/s320/Christmas+022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290122289731890786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpKMFiMlJI/AAAAAAAAAMI/6PXVARRdoBg/s1600-h/Christmas+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpKMFiMlJI/AAAAAAAAAMI/6PXVARRdoBg/s320/Christmas+041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290122283804562578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After opening presents at our house we went to Grandma Hope's House for breakfast. Grandma Hope made a big breakfast for my family, Michelle's family, Great Grandma and Great Grandpa Petersen, and Grandpa. After eating we opened more presents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpPBzXOhcI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Zblqc0Xxxoo/s1600-h/Christmas+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpPBzXOhcI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Zblqc0Xxxoo/s320/Christmas+088.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290127604686161346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpPA-WPXlI/AAAAAAAAANA/anwkwvn_8jk/s1600-h/Christmas+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpPA-WPXlI/AAAAAAAAANA/anwkwvn_8jk/s320/Christmas+080.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290127590454943314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpO_3aJErI/AAAAAAAAAMw/zisdzvmsrzc/s1600-h/Christmas+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpO_3aJErI/AAAAAAAAAMw/zisdzvmsrzc/s320/Christmas+045.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290127571412390578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpPBSiOirI/AAAAAAAAANI/M-VmUCxs3Ko/s1600-h/Christmas+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpPBSiOirI/AAAAAAAAANI/M-VmUCxs3Ko/s320/Christmas+082.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290127595873929906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpPAWofMkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/o-QqK4axOGo/s1600-h/Christmas+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpPAWofMkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/o-QqK4axOGo/s320/Christmas+066.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290127579794059842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon we ended the night by going to Grandma Sue house for dinner. Kaesen was pretty tried after a long day and slept the whole time while opening presents. Once he woke up we wanted to show everyone how he can roll over. He started rolling over on my birthday. He got shy and would just put his head down. He only rolls over when he wants to but he pretty proud to be doing it. I didn't think a three month old baby should be rolling over. &lt;br /&gt;The football playoffs started during the Christmas break. Harlan went hunting the day the Eagles played the Cowboys. Harlan loves the Cowboys and Harlan's brother Casey loves the Eagles. When Harlan returned from hunting I had Kaesen in his cousin Coles Eagle outfit.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpQhCAcBtI/AAAAAAAAANw/Lz2Nd7TUnJA/s1600-h/Christmas+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpQhCAcBtI/AAAAAAAAANw/Lz2Nd7TUnJA/s320/Christmas+098.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290129240704681682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpQhW-1RFI/AAAAAAAAAN4/wdGgUBMeACg/s1600-h/Christmas+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpQhW-1RFI/AAAAAAAAAN4/wdGgUBMeACg/s320/Christmas+105.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290129246335091794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpQg1yB0-I/AAAAAAAAANo/fNisN2VihK4/s1600-h/Christmas+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpQg1yB0-I/AAAAAAAAANo/fNisN2VihK4/s320/Christmas+097.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290129237423018978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpQgYT1OsI/AAAAAAAAANg/zsrStmQMo5E/s1600-h/Christmas+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpQgYT1OsI/AAAAAAAAANg/zsrStmQMo5E/s320/Christmas+096.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290129229511736002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpQgPSDM7I/AAAAAAAAANY/UInp9fB6ffw/s1600-h/Christmas+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpQgPSDM7I/AAAAAAAAANY/UInp9fB6ffw/s320/Christmas+095.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290129227088343986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-4159996609687494346?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/4159996609687494346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=4159996609687494346' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/4159996609687494346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/4159996609687494346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas_6782.html' title='Christmas.'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/SWpJICaf0LI/AAAAAAAAAMA/klhQKF7c9QY/s72-c/Christmas+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-2114082013587376281</id><published>2008-12-08T14:52:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:10:40.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessing</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was such a special day for our family. Kaesen was blessed in his Grandparents ward. It was such a great blessing and we are so grateful for Colton. After the blessing Grandma Hope hosted a luncheon at her house for about 50 people. We are so lucky to have such great family and friends that supported Kaesen on his special day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/ST2an101YEI/AAAAAAAAAG4/qjt3A8FBN18/s1600-h/DSC00868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/ST2an101YEI/AAAAAAAAAG4/qjt3A8FBN18/s200/DSC00868.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277544347602346050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/ST2anfg0e0I/AAAAAAAAAGw/G8fV8PbJrf4/s1600-h/DSC00855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/ST2anfg0e0I/AAAAAAAAAGw/G8fV8PbJrf4/s200/DSC00855.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277544341612821314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/ST2Yg7Pr85I/AAAAAAAAAGY/A2t3EWGlDGk/s1600-h/DSC00853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/ST2Yg7Pr85I/AAAAAAAAAGY/A2t3EWGlDGk/s200/DSC00853.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277542029774812050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/ST2YgNMSBMI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/QhnGpmab3aw/s1600-h/DSC00878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/ST2YgNMSBMI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/QhnGpmab3aw/s200/DSC00878.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277542017412498626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/ST2Ye2-KbJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/HU2qjyX-SYA/s1600-h/DSC00851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/ST2Ye2-KbJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/HU2qjyX-SYA/s200/DSC00851.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277541994267831442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-2114082013587376281?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/2114082013587376281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=2114082013587376281' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/2114082013587376281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/2114082013587376281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2008/12/blessing.html' title='Blessing'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/ST2an101YEI/AAAAAAAAAG4/qjt3A8FBN18/s72-c/DSC00868.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-3938984200827956477</id><published>2008-11-17T15:31:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T15:52:20.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Months Old</title><content type='html'>Kaesen is now 2 months old. We went to his 2 month appointment on Friday. He had to have five shots and had to drink one too. Kaesen did well getting the shots. It almost made me cry to see him get the shots and cry. &lt;br /&gt;His stats at the doctors: &lt;br /&gt;Weight: 11 lbs 9.5oz(50%) &lt;br /&gt;Height: 23 1/4 inches(75%)&lt;br /&gt;The pictures are the before and after of having shots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SSH1bpmTSlI/AAAAAAAAAFo/LzLp8K7PaoY/s1600-h/DSC00791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SSH1bpmTSlI/AAAAAAAAAFo/LzLp8K7PaoY/s200/DSC00791.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269762894371965522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SSH1bcTUf7I/AAAAAAAAAFg/eN3qFevQ7qM/s1600-h/DSC00790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SSH1bcTUf7I/AAAAAAAAAFg/eN3qFevQ7qM/s200/DSC00790.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269762890802692018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SSH1bHUm44I/AAAAAAAAAFY/u79vpC6tQhM/s1600-h/DSC00789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SSH1bHUm44I/AAAAAAAAAFY/u79vpC6tQhM/s200/DSC00789.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269762885170946946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-3938984200827956477?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/3938984200827956477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=3938984200827956477' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/3938984200827956477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/3938984200827956477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2008/11/2-months-old.html' title='2 Months Old'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/SSH1bpmTSlI/AAAAAAAAAFo/LzLp8K7PaoY/s72-c/DSC00791.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-1216270472489913541</id><published>2008-11-02T15:22:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T15:30:42.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>This year little Kaesen was a monkey for Halloween. When I was pregnant our nephew Cole wanted us to name the baby George the Monkey Baby. So for halloween he was George the Monkey Baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SQ4pWvVZXDI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/1u6WuqESxS8/s1600-h/DSC00736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SQ4pWvVZXDI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/1u6WuqESxS8/s200/DSC00736.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264190485082758194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SQ4pWJko6lI/AAAAAAAAAFI/LMf84Q4AjBA/s1600-h/DSC00731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SQ4pWJko6lI/AAAAAAAAAFI/LMf84Q4AjBA/s200/DSC00731.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264190474946144850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SQ4pVT9I83I/AAAAAAAAAFA/GOZvYL_OxYk/s1600-h/DSC00727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SQ4pVT9I83I/AAAAAAAAAFA/GOZvYL_OxYk/s200/DSC00727.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264190460553393010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SQ4pU4P1vxI/AAAAAAAAAE4/vc_buESPmiM/s1600-h/DSC00718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SQ4pU4P1vxI/AAAAAAAAAE4/vc_buESPmiM/s200/DSC00718.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264190453115633426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SQ4pUTBw6SI/AAAAAAAAAEw/hYV4rn7xg3A/s1600-h/DSC00715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SQ4pUTBw6SI/AAAAAAAAAEw/hYV4rn7xg3A/s200/DSC00715.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264190443124484386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-1216270472489913541?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/1216270472489913541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=1216270472489913541' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/1216270472489913541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/1216270472489913541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/SQ4pWvVZXDI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/1u6WuqESxS8/s72-c/DSC00736.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-8634629569499690952</id><published>2008-10-27T19:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T19:33:59.372-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To Work</title><content type='html'>Today me and Kaesen finally went back to work. I am able to have Kaesen come to work with me every day. Today I worked hard and Kaesen slept the whole time only woke up once to eat. My cousin Angi has been doing my job since I had Kaesen so there wasn't alot of work to catch up on. She is so great. She has four kids, a daycare, works from home for the store, and also did my job. Thank you so much and you are a wonderful cousin for doing this for me. Also today my sister Michelle had surgery. So all day at work I just kept on thinking about her. The surgery went well and she is still in the hospital. I love you Michelle and hope you feel better soon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-8634629569499690952?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/8634629569499690952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=8634629569499690952' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/8634629569499690952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/8634629569499690952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-to-work.html' title='Back To Work'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-1891091005972748079</id><published>2008-10-22T16:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T17:24:36.894-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ali Is Married!!</title><content type='html'>My best friend Ali got married yesterday October 21st. I was one of five brides maids. It was such was beautiful wedding and Ali looked so pretty. I am so excited for Cody and Ali. While at the reception me and Vanessa just wanted our picture taken and Bowers wasn't taking our picture, so we just had to take our own pictures. Bowers would take our picture when we were not looking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-e2.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2882303761531403746&amp;amp;site=widget-e2.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2882303761531403746&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e2.slide.com/p1/2882303761531403746/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2882303761531403746&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e2.slide.com/p2/2882303761531403746/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2882303761531403746&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e2.slide.com/p4/2882303761531403746/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-1891091005972748079?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/1891091005972748079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=1891091005972748079' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/1891091005972748079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/1891091005972748079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2008/10/ali-is-married.html' title='Ali Is Married!!'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-8746130738800873754</id><published>2008-10-17T12:59:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T22:53:43.772-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Johna Is A Senior</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that my little niece is now is senior in high school. I can remember the day we finally got to meet her when her and Michelle came back from the Philippines. Now she is all grown up. I am excited to watch her graduate from American Fork High in May. Johna we love you and are so proud of you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-b7.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2810246167492829367&amp;amp;site=widget-b7.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2810246167492829367&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b7.slide.com/p1/2810246167492829367/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2810246167492829367&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b7.slide.com/p2/2810246167492829367/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2810246167492829367&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b7.slide.com/p4/2810246167492829367/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-8746130738800873754?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/8746130738800873754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=8746130738800873754' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/8746130738800873754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/8746130738800873754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2008/10/johna-is-senior.html' title='Johna Is A Senior'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-5778673316334608324</id><published>2008-10-06T14:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T14:13:57.226-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaesen A. Bunker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-5f.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2522015791339851871&amp;amp;site=widget-5f.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2522015791339851871&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-5f.slide.com/p1/2522015791339851871/bb_t047_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2522015791339851871&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-5f.slide.com/p2/2522015791339851871/bb_t047_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2522015791339851871&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-5f.slide.com/p4/2522015791339851871/bb_t047_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-5778673316334608324?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/5778673316334608324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=5778673316334608324' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/5778673316334608324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/5778673316334608324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2008/10/embed-src-httpwidget-5f.html' title='Kaesen A. Bunker'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-1254453289742754828</id><published>2008-09-19T10:52:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T11:20:29.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More Pictures of Kaesen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SNPctm_5mrI/AAAAAAAAACM/PIVPU78kmUM/s1600-h/DSC00290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247780666937547442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SNPctm_5mrI/AAAAAAAAACM/PIVPU78kmUM/s200/DSC00290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our little family minutes after Kaesen was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SNPcuCqO7oI/AAAAAAAAACU/56oX5NfGhAw/s1600-h/DSC00415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247780674362863234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SNPcuCqO7oI/AAAAAAAAACU/56oX5NfGhAw/s200/DSC00415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaesen with Grandma Hope, Grandpa Norm, and Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SNPcud9zXXI/AAAAAAAAACc/SxMYvkvrfPo/s1600-h/DSC00441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247780681692700018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SNPcud9zXXI/AAAAAAAAACc/SxMYvkvrfPo/s200/DSC00441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaesen with Grandma Sue, Grandpa Andy, and Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SNPcut42YiI/AAAAAAAAACk/48GEDdGiC8I/s1600-h/DSC00465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247780685966893602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SNPcut42YiI/AAAAAAAAACk/48GEDdGiC8I/s200/DSC00465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaesen watching mom eat breakfast some we can go home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SNPcu3hMbHI/AAAAAAAAACs/yYCGYGXaTXU/s1600-h/DSC00466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247780688552029298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SNPcu3hMbHI/AAAAAAAAACs/yYCGYGXaTXU/s200/DSC00466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaesen with Dr. Jones who delivered him. He did such a great job delivering him and being very calm with mom and dad during the delivery. &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/7030277792504946171-1254453289742754828?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/1254453289742754828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=1254453289742754828' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/1254453289742754828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/1254453289742754828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2008/09/more-pictures-of-kaesen.html' title='More Pictures of Kaesen'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/SNPctm_5mrI/AAAAAAAAACM/PIVPU78kmUM/s72-c/DSC00290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-6978319922409589039</id><published>2008-09-19T10:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T11:03:48.180-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of Kaesen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SNPacztAhxI/AAAAAAAAABk/VNIVhNsZ7cM/s1600-h/DSC00276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247778179266938642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SNPacztAhxI/AAAAAAAAABk/VNIVhNsZ7cM/s200/DSC00276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kaesen&lt;/span&gt; came out he was crying very loud and didn't stop. As you can see when weighing him he was still crying. He was 7lbs 8oz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SNPadNV3nfI/AAAAAAAAABs/qvMCgsxHLOk/s1600-h/DSC00319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247778186149207538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SNPadNV3nfI/AAAAAAAAABs/qvMCgsxHLOk/s200/DSC00319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kaesen&lt;/span&gt; in the nursery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SNPadYtmCLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/scc6J6A4dzI/s1600-h/DSC00413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247778189201508530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SNPadYtmCLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/scc6J6A4dzI/s200/DSC00413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is mom and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kaesen&lt;/span&gt; in our hospital room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SNPad7gSEDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eLjLWIKcmRw/s1600-h/DSC00424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247778198540914738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SNPad7gSEDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eLjLWIKcmRw/s200/DSC00424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad did all the diaper changes in the hospital and still is a pro doing it at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SNPaeAoWdeI/AAAAAAAAACE/MOBK0mtITGo/s1600-h/DSC00439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247778199916934626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SNPaeAoWdeI/AAAAAAAAACE/MOBK0mtITGo/s200/DSC00439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kaesen&lt;/span&gt; one day old. Very happy and smiling while Grandpa Andy was holding him. &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/7030277792504946171-6978319922409589039?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/6978319922409589039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=6978319922409589039' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/6978319922409589039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/6978319922409589039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2008/09/pictures-of-kaesen.html' title='Pictures of Kaesen'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/SNPacztAhxI/AAAAAAAAABk/VNIVhNsZ7cM/s72-c/DSC00276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-4782936828098468394</id><published>2008-09-16T13:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T13:10:01.029-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaesen Is Here!!</title><content type='html'>Kaesen Antoine Bunker was born Sunday September 14, 2008 at 8:08am. He was 7 lbs. 8oz. 19.5in. long. He is very healthly and doing verg good. Today we got home from the hospital. So we are both excited to have him here and we will be posting pictures soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-4782936828098468394?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/4782936828098468394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=4782936828098468394' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/4782936828098468394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/4782936828098468394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2008/09/kaesen-is-here.html' title='Kaesen Is Here!!'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-1479933590675512153</id><published>2008-09-08T19:46:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T20:10:30.828-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Update</title><content type='html'>Our dog is the best dog. She is always wanting out front when we are out there. Tonight I decided to mow the lawn to see if it would help the baby come faster. Harlan moved the four-wheeler out so I could get the lawn mower out and Nala jumped on the back and wanted a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SMXVq5bI0UI/AAAAAAAAABc/dnxuUAJGtR0/s1600-h/DSC00255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243832274088677698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SMXVq5bI0UI/AAAAAAAAABc/dnxuUAJGtR0/s320/DSC00255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For our little boy he is wanting out soon. Last Thursday night I couldn't sleep because my lower back was hurting alot. So Friday morning I was telling my mom and she thought maybe I could be having some back labor. So I called the doctor and I was instructed to go to labor and delivery. While being watched I was having back contraction every three to six minutes apart. But while being watched for an hour I didn't change any. So I was sent home. This happening three different times this weekend. The nurses and doctor told us this baby will probably be here within the week. I hope he comes soon because it is my first baby they wouldn't induce me until October 1st. So I decided that I wasn't going to go to labor and delivery again unless my water breaks or the contractions move forward. The nurses and doctors told me to do alot of walking. Harlan has been very good about all the trips to the hospital even at 1am in the morning. He is not sleeping much worried that my water is going to break during the night.&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/7030277792504946171-1479933590675512153?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/1479933590675512153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=1479933590675512153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/1479933590675512153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/1479933590675512153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2008/09/baby-update.html' title='Baby Update'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/SMXVq5bI0UI/AAAAAAAAABc/dnxuUAJGtR0/s72-c/DSC00255.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-5312388360694868271</id><published>2008-08-25T17:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T17:25:14.452-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Four More Weeks To Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SLM9hz46TCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/nme95H7nF2I/s1600-h/DSC00172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238598442635906082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SLM9hz46TCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/nme95H7nF2I/s320/DSC00172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SLM9iPBaeUI/AAAAAAAAABE/e_HsZnVkm6A/s1600-h/DSC00173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238598449919326530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SLM9iPBaeUI/AAAAAAAAABE/e_HsZnVkm6A/s320/DSC00173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SLM9ibBoW4I/AAAAAAAAABM/9uNR6WY9hsg/s1600-h/DSC00192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238598453141461890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SLM9ibBoW4I/AAAAAAAAABM/9uNR6WY9hsg/s320/DSC00192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SLM9i9RS1vI/AAAAAAAAABU/_B8-u1THB70/s1600-h/DSC00247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238598462333966066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SLM9i9RS1vI/AAAAAAAAABU/_B8-u1THB70/s320/DSC00247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past week has been a very busy week. I have had three baby showers to get ready to have this little boy. On the 16&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; the Bunker Family gave me a baby shower at the park. The shower was so much fun and had some great food.The three pregnant girls are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Macquel&lt;/span&gt;, Katie and Me. We all grew up next door to each other and all are pregnant. Katie had her baby early last Tuesday night, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Macquel&lt;/span&gt; is due in November, and Me due in four weeks.  On the 19&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Bunco&lt;/span&gt; group gave me a baby shower. We all played &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bunco&lt;/span&gt; then after we had a little shower. Jana, Michelle, and my mom were in charge of this shower. Then on that Thursday night my Aunt Jeana gave me a shower at her house. It was so good to have all my girl cousins from my dads side all together. I got so many neat and cool things for this baby. After all these showers I think we are finally ready to have a baby here. Last Friday at the doctors he kept telling me if I went into labor this last weekend he would be there to deliver him. Now after seeing the doctor everything is thinking that I may go a little early. So I got my bags packed and the babies bag so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;in case&lt;/span&gt; something happens we are ready to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-5312388360694868271?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/5312388360694868271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=5312388360694868271' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/5312388360694868271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/5312388360694868271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2008/08/four-more-weeks-to-go.html' title='Four More Weeks To Go'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/SLM9hz46TCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/nme95H7nF2I/s72-c/DSC00172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-9084980667552863374</id><published>2008-07-17T13:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T13:43:55.830-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 30</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SH-f6nmymtI/AAAAAAAAAA0/bntOCEl-ZgM/s1600-h/DSC00131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224069922185976530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SH-f6nmymtI/AAAAAAAAAA0/bntOCEl-ZgM/s320/DSC00131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Only ten more weeks to go until this little boy will be here. I can't wait to have him here so I can wear normal clothes. It has only been the last two weeks I have had to wear maturity pants. Next week we get to see our little baby again in an ultrasound. I am excited to see him again. Last time he was sucking his thumb wonder what he will be doing this time. Finally we are getting our carpet in the babies room next week so I can finally finish the babies room. It has been driving me crazy not decorating the room.&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/7030277792504946171-9084980667552863374?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/9084980667552863374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=9084980667552863374' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/9084980667552863374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/9084980667552863374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2008/07/week-30.html' title='Week 30'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/SH-f6nmymtI/AAAAAAAAAA0/bntOCEl-ZgM/s72-c/DSC00131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-7172252934086120858</id><published>2008-06-08T20:25:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T19:29:22.875-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 25</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SEyXD8T_kzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BH6Rc-EimdE/s1600-h/crib+beeding.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209704962946208562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIOTGgolP7I/SEyXD8T_kzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BH6Rc-EimdE/s320/crib+beeding.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I am 25 weeks pregnant. It has been so great so far. This little baby boy loves to move around so much. It seems like he never stops. When I go to bed he starts moving even more. I just hope this is not a sign that he is going to be up all night long. I went to see my doctor two weeks ago and everything is going great, so I guess I will be back in another four weeks. We just started working on the babies room. We are going to be painting the room hopefully this week. We got our crib this week thanks to Grandma Hope and all the crib bedding. But before all the fun decorating the room we must still paint and get new carpet. Hopefully our room will look like this when we are done but with carpet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-7172252934086120858?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/7172252934086120858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=7172252934086120858' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/7172252934086120858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/7172252934086120858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2008/06/week-25.html' title='Week 25'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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/_XIOTGgolP7I/SEyXD8T_kzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BH6Rc-EimdE/s72-c/crib+beeding.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-8204823486882742226</id><published>2008-05-02T14:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T14:33:52.404-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A Boy!!</title><content type='html'>We are having a little baby boy. Everyone was so surprised when they got the called that we were having a boy. It was very clear that it is a boy too. We are both so excited to have a new baby boy soon. I am half way done with the pregnancy and never had any problems. It has been great. I am now so excited about getting the room already for him to come. I have so many ideas but I don't know if Harlan likes any of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-8204823486882742226?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/8204823486882742226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=8204823486882742226' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/8204823486882742226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/8204823486882742226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-boy.html' title='It&apos;s A Boy!!'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030277792504946171.post-8891377723075044666</id><published>2008-04-21T15:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T15:25:06.786-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Baby</title><content type='html'>Me and Harlan are now expecting our first baby in September. I am now 18 weeks pregnant and loving everything about it. I haven't been sick at all and everything has gone great. I am loving our doctor we are seeing. He is so good with us. We are both so excited to have a new baby around. Next Monday is the day that we find out what we are having. Harlan says he knows its a boy and everyone else says a girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030277792504946171-8891377723075044666?l=lindsaybunker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/feeds/8891377723075044666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7030277792504946171&amp;postID=8891377723075044666' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/8891377723075044666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7030277792504946171/posts/default/8891377723075044666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaybunker.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-baby_21.html' title='New Baby'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06279707565189911540</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>
