<?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-2189098615597704815</id><updated>2011-10-21T12:32:58.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abba Dabba Doodle</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189098615597704815/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>abbadabba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743031210662911054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/SeDWGWah5KI/AAAAAAAAABY/Fzq5dQ1cwEo/S220/abbie.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2189098615597704815.post-753335502872172255</id><published>2011-01-07T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T16:16:20.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas, and all that other stuff.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;December:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christmas is a time of happiness and cheer, bla, bla, bla. It isn't if your one year old baby brother holds up the line. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559600678703742306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/TSerXHsoPWI/AAAAAAAAAHU/d0sseD8C2JA/s320/grant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well yeah it still is. I had a fun time on Christmas. My favorite top three gifts were a MP3 PLAYER, a SEWING KIT, and CLAY. I also got a new thing called SQUINKIES. They are really cool. My friend calls them SQUEKIES, or how ever you spell that. My MP3 PLAYER is way better than my old one:) it has a big screen and my other one didn't have one at all.New Years eve was fun as well. And Heather was back! And it was as crazy as ever! December was great!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2189098615597704815-753335502872172255?l=abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/753335502872172255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-and-all-that-other-stuff.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189098615597704815/posts/default/753335502872172255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189098615597704815/posts/default/753335502872172255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-and-all-that-other-stuff.html' title='Christmas, and all that other stuff.'/><author><name>abbadabba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743031210662911054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/SeDWGWah5KI/AAAAAAAAABY/Fzq5dQ1cwEo/S220/abbie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/TSerXHsoPWI/AAAAAAAAAHU/d0sseD8C2JA/s72-c/grant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2189098615597704815.post-3909421513079573267</id><published>2011-01-07T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T15:57:17.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All About Me</title><content type='html'>In school I had to write a All About Me poem. My mom said I should put it on this but I don't want to. These are the things that were on it though. I have experienced losing my cat, I imagine getting a dog. I know that I like reading. I wonder if I will go to BYU, and I believe that the play:Annie Get Your Gun will be a success. This is all about me. Not literally, but it's some things. I also like writing, and lot's of other things. Well that's pretty much it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2189098615597704815-3909421513079573267?l=abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/3909421513079573267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/2011/01/all-about-me.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189098615597704815/posts/default/3909421513079573267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189098615597704815/posts/default/3909421513079573267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/2011/01/all-about-me.html' title='All About Me'/><author><name>abbadabba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743031210662911054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/SeDWGWah5KI/AAAAAAAAABY/Fzq5dQ1cwEo/S220/abbie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2189098615597704815.post-7382324870145072964</id><published>2010-08-06T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T19:51:16.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Idaho and Utah Fun!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/TFzEm7TVWCI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/l03oeK6YH50/s1600/IMG_1164.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We did so many things in Utah and Idaho. I think Steph's pools were really fun. And I say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pools&lt;/span&gt;,    because there are four different pools at here community place. A lap    pool, a kiddie pool, a pool with a waterfall, and a normal pool.  Pretty   cool! We got to sleep in Jake &amp;amp; Steph's new cool house.   And  played  in there backyard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/TFzCSHVLpwI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FXtvqhUvDnw/s1600/IMG_1345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/TFzCSHVLpwI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FXtvqhUvDnw/s320/IMG_1345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502486461201229570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Pools&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/TFzEmtO1fNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/bURXVMkV_IY/s1600/IMG_1152.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/TFzEmJjHXYI/AAAAAAAAAGA/cUB3PsAV-t8/s1600/IMG_1233.JPG"&gt;I got to see my only cousin my age in Utah! Her name is Hannah, and she's awesome. Here are some pics of me and her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/TFzFfyp8mSI/AAAAAAAAAGg/tTJOceWTt84/s1600/IMG_1164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/TFzFfyp8mSI/AAAAAAAAAGg/tTJOceWTt84/s320/IMG_1164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502489994704230690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hannah's the person with the pink shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/TFzEmJjHXYI/AAAAAAAAAGA/cUB3PsAV-t8/s1600/IMG_1233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/TFzEmJjHXYI/AAAAAAAAAGA/cUB3PsAV-t8/s320/IMG_1233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502489004417179010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We're playing Rock Band, and Hannah's rocking out, although it doesn't show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/TFzGRUuvPeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/9keZfGckAL4/s1600/IMG_1152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/TFzGRUuvPeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/9keZfGckAL4/s320/IMG_1152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502490845664722402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Picture Perfect!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now these are some pics with the Raddatz's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/TFzHzYtuPlI/AAAAAAAAAHA/bXdymltlseg/s1600/IMG_1239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/TFzHzYtuPlI/AAAAAAAAAHA/bXdymltlseg/s320/IMG_1239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502492530361384530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are on our rainy walk up the canyon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/TFzHy9LCxoI/AAAAAAAAAG4/pwnboeFugRg/s1600/IMG_1335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/TFzHy9LCxoI/AAAAAAAAAG4/pwnboeFugRg/s320/IMG_1335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502492522968172162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/TFzHyiJzzXI/AAAAAAAAAGw/006o7U2Li2g/s1600/IMG_1326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/TFzHyiJzzXI/AAAAAAAAAGw/006o7U2Li2g/s320/IMG_1326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502492515715239282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Around the World ping-pong. I love it. I am in the yellow shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; After Utah we headed back for Idaho, for a couple days, then we headed home. We had so much fun!!!!!!!!!!!!!&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/2189098615597704815-7382324870145072964?l=abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/7382324870145072964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/2010/08/idaho-and-utah-fun.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189098615597704815/posts/default/7382324870145072964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189098615597704815/posts/default/7382324870145072964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/2010/08/idaho-and-utah-fun.html' title='Idaho and Utah Fun!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>abbadabba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743031210662911054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/SeDWGWah5KI/AAAAAAAAABY/Fzq5dQ1cwEo/S220/abbie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/TFzCSHVLpwI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FXtvqhUvDnw/s72-c/IMG_1345.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2189098615597704815.post-8940928146710872203</id><published>2010-06-13T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T17:17:39.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oregon Trail Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Okay, so just last Thursday I had Oregon Trail Day. It was so much fun. I mean all of it was okay, except for the carbonated water at Soda Spring. It was &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;REVOLTING&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!! My mom even tried it, and she even thought it was gross. Well I had to go through Three Island Crossing, up Flagstaff hill, down Windlass hill, through Sacred Indian Burial Grounds, and trade with the Native Americans, of Indians, either one, and I got to carve my name onto Independence Rock (a chalkboard) and so on. All of it took 4 hours, from 8:30-12:30. By the end I was really tired. But I had lot's of fun.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2189098615597704815-8940928146710872203?l=abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/8940928146710872203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/2010/06/oregon-trail-day.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189098615597704815/posts/default/8940928146710872203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189098615597704815/posts/default/8940928146710872203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/2010/06/oregon-trail-day.html' title='Oregon Trail Day'/><author><name>abbadabba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743031210662911054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/SeDWGWah5KI/AAAAAAAAABY/Fzq5dQ1cwEo/S220/abbie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2189098615597704815.post-119523363591925400</id><published>2010-06-13T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T17:07:13.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Horrible.... amazing weather</title><content type='html'>Okay, so for the past well 6 months, we have had horrible weather. It even snowed once in the middle of March, but was melted before I woke up. But still, that's pretty bad weather for March. So now it's June, (and I'm going to do a make-up one for May) and today (Sunday, June 13) was the second day in a row that it was actually June weather. Before it was horrible weather, raining, and cold. I hated it. It is amazing because when it's hot, I hate when it's sunny, but since it was cold and miserable, I wanted the sun. Well, now that's changed. It's all sunny and nice out now, and I wish it was raining. Big difference. Well I hope it's like this when we go to Utah. But I can only hope......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2189098615597704815-119523363591925400?l=abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/119523363591925400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/2010/06/horrible-amazing-weather.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189098615597704815/posts/default/119523363591925400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189098615597704815/posts/default/119523363591925400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/2010/06/horrible-amazing-weather.html' title='Horrible.... amazing weather'/><author><name>abbadabba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743031210662911054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/SeDWGWah5KI/AAAAAAAAABY/Fzq5dQ1cwEo/S220/abbie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2189098615597704815.post-3821238028113319430</id><published>2010-03-25T14:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T15:03:55.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Battle of the Books</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; Well about two weeks ago, I had my regional battles. (Well the battles are only for the Oregon, so you won't know about it if you are from a different state.) I was one of the top four scores in my school, so I made it into the Regional Battles. These are my other teammates: Maddie Gardiner(left), Me(middle, left), Emily Pezckek(middle right), and Hannah Secrest(right). They were all really good, but we didn't make it into the battles to get into the state. But I don't really care, because our first, and only two battles were hard enough. Well afterward, me and Maddie got to play together, and so, all and all, I had a pretty good day.(But totally stressful.)   &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452692167635357458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/S6vaowl1zxI/AAAAAAAAAFU/rUxMR6YOx-g/s320/IMG_0443.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452691772538784850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/S6vaRwvejFI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OK6Q7m_V9SY/s320/IMG_0446.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2189098615597704815-3821238028113319430?l=abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/3821238028113319430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/2010/03/battle-of-books.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189098615597704815/posts/default/3821238028113319430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189098615597704815/posts/default/3821238028113319430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/2010/03/battle-of-books.html' title='Battle of the Books'/><author><name>abbadabba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743031210662911054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/SeDWGWah5KI/AAAAAAAAABY/Fzq5dQ1cwEo/S220/abbie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/S6vaowl1zxI/AAAAAAAAAFU/rUxMR6YOx-g/s72-c/IMG_0443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2189098615597704815.post-2050239487063672514</id><published>2010-02-14T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T16:28:29.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion Show!!</title><content type='html'>A couple weeks ago I made a fashion show at my house. It started out with Sage and Holly, but then they didn't want to do it any more. So I got some back-up models. Emily and Jaxon were much easier to deal with. They decided that it was really easy. As for Holly and Sage, they thought it was much to hard, and they shouldn't smile. Or if they did they should only do their most cheesiest smile. Well at least Holly thought that. Well I must say that her smile is always cheesy. As for Sage, she had a much better smile. But like I said, if I had to choose between Holly and Sage to Emily and Jaxon, it would definitely be Emily and Jaxon. Well here are some pics. of them. Sage, she had a much better smile. But like I said, if I had to choose between Holly and them. Sage to Emily and Jaxon, it would definitely be Emily and Jaxon. Well here's some pics. of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438255055494873170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/S3iQKOy-gFI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-ZDm2gT2Vng/s320/DSCF3296.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                         Very nice pose Emily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/S3iQJ2Rs7pI/AAAAAAAAAE0/lySjEnLguZQ/s1600-h/DSCF3302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438255048912858770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/S3iQJ2Rs7pI/AAAAAAAAAE0/lySjEnLguZQ/s320/DSCF3302.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   I like your arm Jaxon. Did it get tired?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/S3iQJTsPZ1I/AAAAAAAAAEs/1gFJzFp0EEA/s1600-h/DSCF3303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438255039628928850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/S3iQJTsPZ1I/AAAAAAAAAEs/1gFJzFp0EEA/s320/DSCF3303.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                         You don't have to hold each others hand, just put &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                          them around each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/S3iQJGNgQmI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6topuCpVhk4/s1600-h/DSCF3295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438255036010349154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/S3iQJGNgQmI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6topuCpVhk4/s320/DSCF3295.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         What are you looking at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/S3iQIxNtkRI/AAAAAAAAAEc/4sUnP66KBbU/s1600-h/DSCF3297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438255030374076690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/S3iQIxNtkRI/AAAAAAAAAEc/4sUnP66KBbU/s320/DSCF3297.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                           My favorite. The kneeler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438252089210149986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/S3iNdkhlnGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/x_XGddnRq5c/s320/DSCF3287.JPG" /&gt; Silly face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/S3iNdVSrfAI/AAAAAAAAAEM/KxxcSuLwV0Q/s1600-h/DSCF3285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438252085121088514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/S3iNdVSrfAI/AAAAAAAAAEM/KxxcSuLwV0Q/s320/DSCF3285.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See super cheesy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/S3iNdK8Sp7I/AAAAAAAAAEE/m-Wpfb-JDws/s1600-h/DSCF3292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438252082342832050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/S3iNdK8Sp7I/AAAAAAAAAEE/m-Wpfb-JDws/s320/DSCF3292.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well at least she's better than Holly&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/S3iNcp9Y2yI/AAAAAAAAAD8/nbYmq3ArpDY/s1600-h/DSCF3288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438252073489062690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/S3iNcp9Y2yI/AAAAAAAAAD8/nbYmq3ArpDY/s320/DSCF3288.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Your so silly Sage. See Holly's really cheesy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/S3iNceJm3uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_9F07mNJ7KM/s1600-h/DSCF3286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438252070319087330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/S3iNceJm3uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_9F07mNJ7KM/s320/DSCF3286.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uh-Oh what are you going to do Sage? Holly are you sad? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well see they had a good day. (Sorry, Emily and Jaxon are supposed to be on the bottom.) Oh yeah this is the right day to say it, right? Happy Valentines Day!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2189098615597704815-2050239487063672514?l=abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/2050239487063672514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/2010/02/fashion-show.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189098615597704815/posts/default/2050239487063672514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189098615597704815/posts/default/2050239487063672514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/2010/02/fashion-show.html' title='Fashion Show!!'/><author><name>abbadabba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743031210662911054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/SeDWGWah5KI/AAAAAAAAABY/Fzq5dQ1cwEo/S220/abbie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/S3iQKOy-gFI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-ZDm2gT2Vng/s72-c/DSCF3296.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2189098615597704815.post-5771031911929507198</id><published>2010-01-01T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T15:40:42.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was New Years Eve, and I got to celebrate it at my freind's house. (Well today is New Years Day, so as my New Years resolution, I am going to blog at least once a month. This is the first one in January.) My freind Sydney was really crazy about the new year, and she said she was going to scream, when it was time. So she practiced right next to me, and inside!!! (To practice her screaming.) Here are some pictures of her. (With my remarks under them.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421915539115774002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/Sz6DdM8qkDI/AAAAAAAAADo/8KIHlAxrTFc/s320/DSCF3202.JPG" /&gt; Nice fists Sydney, you really know how to pose!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 364px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 317px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421913112807825474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/Sz6BP-PxYEI/AAAAAAAAADY/auqF121-3EA/s320/DSCF3201.JPG" /&gt;What a nice pose Syd, I can tell your exited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR 2010!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well when it was time, we drank Sparkling Cider, and me, Syd, Emily, and her freind, Mia, made a little band with pots, or pans, and we banged on them with metel things. Well, as I told you, Sydney was going to scream as loud as she could, well she did. And very loudly too. I think we maybe even woke someone up, but, I don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*****HAPPY NEW YEAR 2010!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2189098615597704815-5771031911929507198?l=abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/5771031911929507198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189098615597704815/posts/default/5771031911929507198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189098615597704815/posts/default/5771031911929507198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>abbadabba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743031210662911054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/SeDWGWah5KI/AAAAAAAAABY/Fzq5dQ1cwEo/S220/abbie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/Sz6DdM8qkDI/AAAAAAAAADo/8KIHlAxrTFc/s72-c/DSCF3202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2189098615597704815.post-7322681621066747991</id><published>2009-04-19T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T15:36:57.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a little bit more fun.......Pleaassssssssssse?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/SeuIglfmCTI/AAAAAAAAACg/arrETew9ijE/s1600-h/IMG_2909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326501077697562930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/SeuIglfmCTI/AAAAAAAAACg/arrETew9ijE/s200/IMG_2909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/SeuFJtLo74I/AAAAAAAAACY/93nPwxItFt4/s1600-h/IMG_2912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326497386089475970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/SeuFJtLo74I/AAAAAAAAACY/93nPwxItFt4/s200/IMG_2912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/SeuFJZuHv1I/AAAAAAAAACQ/zYiW81ovQY0/s1600-h/IMG_2911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326497380865392466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/SeuFJZuHv1I/AAAAAAAAACQ/zYiW81ovQY0/s200/IMG_2911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/SeuFJNLLh8I/AAAAAAAAACI/7u7p1zMvI64/s1600-h/IMG_2923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326497377497614274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/SeuFJNLLh8I/AAAAAAAAACI/7u7p1zMvI64/s200/IMG_2923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is all at the first part of our trip to the Children's Museum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It looks like Holly is ethier ready to leave or getting ready to do a no-no bad in the picture of us behind all the trees. :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emily: posing while she is "painting" the rocks. :-) On the bottom of Emily's pic is Holly sliding down a slide. Then the pic on the top is a picture of Holly when I was hiding behind a window and then jumped out from behind it. That was basically the only time I made Holly smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="321" height="299" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b1e23c4e35ca8a6b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db1e23c4e35ca8a6b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330112277%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D130BAECE5CF01F959353355CC827EAC083B0A38E.860E30823EC401D776EA1D3A81254D3749C5B244%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db1e23c4e35ca8a6b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDXIriFqvZGUfPU7UZcLe8FHbtS0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="321" height="299" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db1e23c4e35ca8a6b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330112277%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D130BAECE5CF01F959353355CC827EAC083B0A38E.860E30823EC401D776EA1D3A81254D3749C5B244%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db1e23c4e35ca8a6b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDXIriFqvZGUfPU7UZcLe8FHbtS0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Nice mucic guys! Well Connor and Emily, not me, but I still did a good job didn't I? During our Spring Break, we went to the Children's Museum so here we are, this was in the end of our trip there, so we were basicly the last people there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2189098615597704815-7322681621066747991?l=abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b1e23c4e35ca8a6b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/7322681621066747991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-little-bit-more.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189098615597704815/posts/default/7322681621066747991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189098615597704815/posts/default/7322681621066747991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-little-bit-more.html' title='Just a little bit more fun.......Pleaassssssssssse?'/><author><name>abbadabba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743031210662911054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/SeDWGWah5KI/AAAAAAAAABY/Fzq5dQ1cwEo/S220/abbie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/SeuIglfmCTI/AAAAAAAAACg/arrETew9ijE/s72-c/IMG_2909.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2189098615597704815.post-2379620257637791935</id><published>2009-04-10T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T10:24:04.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>A couple days ago I got sick with who knows what kind of sickness.  It all started on a day at school.  I was fine at first, but around lunch time I didn't fell so good.  I barely had any lunch.  I got lucky that my mom was going in to do Art Lit the time I got out of lunch.  She told me that when she was done, she would come see me in my classroom and take me home if I felt sick still.  So I waited, for which seemed like forever, (but was just a hour.) And waited and wai- and then finally she came!  So I told my teacher that I was going ( oh I forgot to mention that my friend saw my mom) home so I got all my things and went home.   THE END!.............................Wait that can't be the end!  I forgot to say that I think I got to play on the computer, and hey I got to watch a lot of T.V. and probably a movie so,see it wasn't the end.  But wait now it is, oh well.  Now it really is the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2189098615597704815-2379620257637791935?l=abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/2379620257637791935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/2009/04/sick.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189098615597704815/posts/default/2379620257637791935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189098615597704815/posts/default/2379620257637791935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/2009/04/sick.html' title='Sick!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>abbadabba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743031210662911054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/SeDWGWah5KI/AAAAAAAAABY/Fzq5dQ1cwEo/S220/abbie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2189098615597704815.post-5966165648731093722</id><published>2009-03-27T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T19:38:19.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOWLING!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/Sc1HfaY7xnI/AAAAAAAAABM/sUIAXvo4mGU/s1600-h/IMG_2903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317985339979843186" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/Sc1HfaY7xnI/AAAAAAAAABM/sUIAXvo4mGU/s320/IMG_2903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To the bowling alley!  Today I went bowling with my family, well not all my family my dad was at work, even though it was Spring Break. Holly definitely had a good time as you can see she really enjoyed herself. Connor had gotten suckers for everyone, as you can see Holly really enjoyed her sucker, while sitting, where she knew was a no-no-bad place to sit and mom might get mad at her. But she probably didn't care because she did it all the time with her cousin Sage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/Sc1GwTrtfoI/AAAAAAAAAA8/E4O0UMQax8Q/s1600-h/IMG_2897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317984530725699202" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 263px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/Sc1GwTrtfoI/AAAAAAAAAA8/E4O0UMQax8Q/s320/IMG_2897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom also played some bowling, she helped Emily get two spares and I think one strike! They won at 99 '' We were almost at a 100.!'' Mom said to Emily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/Sc1GwOpz3TI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vVgyJ9-Egcw/s1600-h/IMG_2893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317984529375550770" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 274px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/Sc1GwOpz3TI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vVgyJ9-Egcw/s320/IMG_2893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Connor had a good time too. But on the 2nd game when mom helped him, she didn't give him any strikes, just a couple spares. Mom and Connor had 93 points when that game was over. I guess it was just a unlucky game.  But he still had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/Sc1Gv3HhcUI/AAAAAAAAAAs/fxYspVy2bcg/s1600-h/IMG_2889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317984523057721666" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/Sc1Gv3HhcUI/AAAAAAAAAAs/fxYspVy2bcg/s320/IMG_2889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As for Emily, she had a good time. Whether it was: throwing the ball,using it correctly, or getting down on her knee's and rolling the ball down the alley.  All in which were very slow, and Connor said: '' That might stop!'' Because it was going so slow.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/Sc1GvWAZ93I/AAAAAAAAAAk/KyzbD6qtd6Y/s1600-h/IMG_2888.JPG"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317984514169501554" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/Sc1GvWAZ93I/AAAAAAAAAAk/KyzbD6qtd6Y/s320/IMG_2888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really enjoyed bowling too.  On the 1st round of it, I got a score of I think 87.  On the 2nd round I did a lot better.  My score was 103, what a big difference that was 87 to 103!  I was 10 ahead of Connor on the 2nd round.  I really had a good time.  Bowling sure can be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2189098615597704815-5966165648731093722?l=abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/5966165648731093722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/2009/03/bowling.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189098615597704815/posts/default/5966165648731093722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189098615597704815/posts/default/5966165648731093722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/2009/03/bowling.html' title='BOWLING!'/><author><name>abbadabba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743031210662911054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/SeDWGWah5KI/AAAAAAAAABY/Fzq5dQ1cwEo/S220/abbie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/Sc1HfaY7xnI/AAAAAAAAABM/sUIAXvo4mGU/s72-c/IMG_2903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2189098615597704815.post-6720316260266217117</id><published>2009-03-27T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T16:07:55.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kittys!</title><content type='html'>Three weeks ago,K.C. had her 3rd litter of kitties! At first they were all really slimy! But after a few hours they were nice and fluffy!  Luckily I was home sick(it was a school day.)K.C. would have been really scared if I was not there.  She probably would of had to wait until I got home from school, but she didn't have to.  Since my mom had to do Art Lit, she called my Aunt Steph.  Steph and I watched K.C. give birth to about two kittens.  K.C. really had four kittens,but I played on the computer for the other two.  I had a good time watching the kittens, and playing on the computer .  But I had to wait for a little while before K.C finally had her first kitten, so it was a little boring at, well at least at first.  When my mom got home (she had to pick Connor up from school), there was I think about only two kittens, but finally after about 45 min. all four kittens had been born!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/Scz5Q-11bGI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Yg9WIuGDC9w/s1600-h/IMG_2810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/Scz5Q-11bGI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Yg9WIuGDC9w/s400/IMG_2810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317899330159733858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/Scz5Qa6400I/AAAAAAAAAAU/cGfQ_CZtpIk/s1600-h/IMG_2811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/Scz5Qa6400I/AAAAAAAAAAU/cGfQ_CZtpIk/s400/IMG_2811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317899320517251906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2189098615597704815-6720316260266217117?l=abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/6720316260266217117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/2009/03/kittys.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189098615597704815/posts/default/6720316260266217117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2189098615597704815/posts/default/6720316260266217117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbadabbadoodle.blogspot.com/2009/03/kittys.html' title='Kittys!'/><author><name>abbadabba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743031210662911054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/SeDWGWah5KI/AAAAAAAAABY/Fzq5dQ1cwEo/S220/abbie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJ7mfS2sjQ8/Scz5Q-11bGI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Yg9WIuGDC9w/s72-c/IMG_2810.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
