tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33763435133193881882024-02-19T18:49:35.914-08:00Adventures of BoyPalmerBoyPalmerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143855215669811851noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376343513319388188.post-23721008641367892282016-03-23T19:05:00.001-07:002016-03-23T19:05:57.219-07:00Man it's been a long time sense I've posted on hear, but this time it's really me for proof I don't know how to spell: wjhkjlrhtwrkjthjkwhtkjhrjwkthktjhrkthwrkjthwlh (whatever that spells)BoyPalmerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143855215669811851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376343513319388188.post-6651714018247677172010-06-22T15:18:00.000-07:002010-06-22T15:24:04.064-07:00Joshua's next post<span style="font-size:180%;">tyn'</span>.<span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"> o</span>BoyPalmerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143855215669811851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376343513319388188.post-76135051882082905552010-06-22T15:09:00.000-07:002010-06-22T15:18:16.072-07:00Joshua's post<span style="font-size:180%;">Joshua says:</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">-8+o0yigz;][[]</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Joshua is going to tell a story - here is what his story says:</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">"Once upon a time I know that there will be a day it feel great."</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">"There goes it, says the boy as they sound out loud. Go go twit!"</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Now Joshua wants to type more. </span>BoyPalmerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143855215669811851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376343513319388188.post-46667275195101337082009-08-29T10:20:00.000-07:002009-08-29T10:28:46.697-07:00Whad up my brotha?That's right. I am a big brother. I have not posted in a while because I've been busy teaching Hank the ways of life. He still has a lot to learn. He still sits still for the camera and smiles for it too. I'm trying to teach him to run away or look the other direction when pictures are being taken, but Hank doesn't always listen - at least he is picking "not listening" up. <br /><br />Other than Hank being around life is pretty much the same. I go to the park, eat croutons, and poo in my pants. Pretty sweet I think. I have been watching a lot of Pocoyo on youtube and netflix. I like Pocoyo. Sometimes I watch it in Spanish or German, but I like it in English also. If you haven't seen it you should check it out. Just search for it on youtube and you'll find dozens of episodes. There are about 7 minutes long, so I get to watch several in one sitting.<br /><br />I need to go give Henry a hug now. For some reason Mama and Dada pull me away from him whenever I am showing him loves. I don't get it. I thought they wanted us to get along. I just don't get it.BoyPalmerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143855215669811851noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376343513319388188.post-67165527878002479102009-03-01T08:43:00.000-08:002009-03-01T08:56:23.254-08:00MARCH IS GREAT!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYuUVTrd0VfjIHw_b5IxV3g7E3EKUIN8EygIKf-vX_RqyoMU8cMasvUYuBW5C3IN7_mBvB5B8x5BoFJbAznJsuXH9bUgoqpvCnatDOd43eh7xZUTmv80A151kPfmZTVae8DnZjDhOMxNJo/s1600-h/009.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308264214873825810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYuUVTrd0VfjIHw_b5IxV3g7E3EKUIN8EygIKf-vX_RqyoMU8cMasvUYuBW5C3IN7_mBvB5B8x5BoFJbAznJsuXH9bUgoqpvCnatDOd43eh7xZUTmv80A151kPfmZTVae8DnZjDhOMxNJo/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>You know what's great about this month? My grandma’s birthday is this month (it’s actually in two days). My aunt’s birthday is this month (not until the 25th though). My “uncle”’s birthday is this month too. Also it just so happens that the Ides of March is this month. Pretty spectacular. My mom’s cousin’s kid’s birthday is this month and so is my mom’s cousin. As long as it isn’t a leap year the days of March match the days of February up through the 28th. Awesome!! Oh yeah and my friend Big Allie’s birthday is this month. March Madness happens during March (whatever that is). But most important of all is that MY birthday is this month. Last year we celebrated it 3 times. I have repeatedly reminded my parents of this fact so we can have a repeat but they seem to think that because we celebrated it three times we don’t have to celebrate again until I turn 4. WHAT?!? I don’t think so. They’re also telling me that there is a possibility my little brother is going to be born this month… oh dear… You know though, I am not going to be the jealous big brother. He is going to be jealous of me because of how awesome I am. That is pretty much the way it is going to be. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>BoyPalmerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143855215669811851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376343513319388188.post-12676802169521952332008-12-17T19:55:00.000-08:002008-12-17T19:58:55.154-08:00Christmas break so far<p>This is a video that Dada put together of my adventures so far during Christmas break. We've been stuck inside because the weather has been so bad. But we did sneak out a little.</p><p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxFjPfUFr4VwBI07xLSVXM7oaW20XyZqWgiBIJbOef1_hoWuUJYOfRFA7VunyLvbw6DmAYEKG2_mgefOSbP' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p>BoyPalmerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143855215669811851noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376343513319388188.post-87921440422045952072008-12-13T16:15:00.000-08:002008-12-13T16:36:10.648-08:00Merry Christmas!!!If you can't tell what I'm saying it's not me, it's you. I hope everyone has safe and happy holidays. God bless us, everyone.<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dydAT_qjmg5mATnHtcvNJV3f6BIXP5DTUjufC3nen4nvjeX0K9cV3Tndpw0C-HMOCWuHZF44vpol-wvESJDFg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>BoyPalmerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143855215669811851noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376343513319388188.post-16796530626034861952008-09-28T09:26:00.000-07:002008-09-28T09:31:43.413-07:00It's back!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGctAMddFPBg_nAXOrb3JuG2sQwfoDw9dNKyjP4ugpUYW_eO1lKbus7Ak75KJZI0EZTABrbQPAy0LlpfHvCdIk4yQO7413rn803tfAP2p8WOJI1ehuwfyCBc_c2yxMd_gBs3DMSUlpZ7WQ/s1600-h/001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251110078987682962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGctAMddFPBg_nAXOrb3JuG2sQwfoDw9dNKyjP4ugpUYW_eO1lKbus7Ak75KJZI0EZTABrbQPAy0LlpfHvCdIk4yQO7413rn803tfAP2p8WOJI1ehuwfyCBc_c2yxMd_gBs3DMSUlpZ7WQ/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /></a> The camera is back and repaired. Now we can have pictures of me again. Of course they still won't be posted as often as you'd like. I'll try and do better. <br /><div></div>BoyPalmerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143855215669811851noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376343513319388188.post-67783213297780979902008-09-14T07:37:00.000-07:002008-09-14T11:18:17.255-07:00SurgeryThis past Thursday I woke up bright and early with my usual whimper to get Dada’s attention. I should have known something was going on when he came in already dressed for the day. Mama was already awake and dressed too, and Grandma was here. I must have been too tired to tell that everyone was kind of stressed out. I also should have got the hint that something was happening when I wasn’t offered any breakfast and we loaded up in the car.<br /><br />The day before Mama and Dada started asking me if I wanted surgery. “Yeah,” I kept on saying. They gave me an “If you only knew” smile. But of course the trust I have in my parents outweighs any thoughts of deceit. We went to the doctor’s office so I got a little worried, but I’m young so I don’t’ quite remember what happens there, except I know I won’t like it.<br /><br />I met some very nice ladies who smiled and laughed and waved at me. One put a red light on my toe, then my finger, and then my ear. She also tried finding my blood pressure. Good luck with that, last time they tried I didn’t have any. Then a man walked in and Mama and Dada didn’t seem so smiley anymore. I had Hippo with me to keep me happy since no one else was doing it.<br /><br />After some boring grown up talk the lady with the red light issue put some medicine in a squirty. She gave it to Dada and he gave it to me. It was yummy but did a number on my coordination. Then Dada prayed for me and a lady came and took me away with the serious guy.<br /><br />Two seconds later I woke up on a bed with a tube in my arm, a bandage on the other, my diaper hurt and no Mama or Dada. So I screamed. I screamed and screamed until Dada and Grandma came in and got me. Mama came a minute later. I was given some juice and a graham cracker (which I didn’t care for). I fell asleep on Mama’s lap when a different guy came in and started using really big words. Boring. I was very glad when I was wheeled out to the car but then they tried to take Hippo from me, I was not going to have that.<br /><br />I got home and was given popsicles and a nap. I woke a little woozy but after eating something I felt better. I liked to be held by Mama and Dada and Grandma. I was read lots of books and pretty much had the royal treatment.<br /><br />I am up and running now. Nothing can hold me back.<br /><br />Later I was asked if I wanted to have surgery. Uhhh, “Yeah.”<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAYH4v9tQ_Js0Ojb409cf5rbsXsTSTRzttL_Z6lKmRA9cwOaZyb6sU46-Xf3-nRu3MYSOYmAQzGm_8-OhsPIPdIyPwdlOvWPsS5qQT3h7yiIFVLAotyf6zXi95-4A3szH9GCZ7dql4Ynnx/s1600-h/110.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245894603529779538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAYH4v9tQ_Js0Ojb409cf5rbsXsTSTRzttL_Z6lKmRA9cwOaZyb6sU46-Xf3-nRu3MYSOYmAQzGm_8-OhsPIPdIyPwdlOvWPsS5qQT3h7yiIFVLAotyf6zXi95-4A3szH9GCZ7dql4Ynnx/s320/110.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcsBKNIkSzAQSZtRJ8U84yEGpVUBVVTkGwKTBJaa0uONmMjssWZFiqwMFQ-iljUE4KBeNRyT5aAgQrT_woLL8q2UAD1Ac1aErR1Vo1ew4KDw5X_QmxpryrFh51GYWuEuyKJnujHxFqPRII/s1600-h/111.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245894427151753346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcsBKNIkSzAQSZtRJ8U84yEGpVUBVVTkGwKTBJaa0uONmMjssWZFiqwMFQ-iljUE4KBeNRyT5aAgQrT_woLL8q2UAD1Ac1aErR1Vo1ew4KDw5X_QmxpryrFh51GYWuEuyKJnujHxFqPRII/s320/111.JPG" border="0" /></a> These two pictures were taken right when we got home. You can see the bandage on my hand in the second one.</div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4gRXhyphenhyphenynyphyphenhyphen69bkEaBdzgem034HS4Iwo1RWgvHSxmd9kyTyV2kopZwRssIeeaZ5HnzjkDQ0JMdV7zGt3jNGso_zl8Nbj5gZ-6SsGEDqYnO1Yz3gKYlh1iXjxek9c4JWz5bJUjhnpo1zd/s1600-h/113.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245894435604995874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4gRXhyphenhyphenynyphyphenhyphen69bkEaBdzgem034HS4Iwo1RWgvHSxmd9kyTyV2kopZwRssIeeaZ5HnzjkDQ0JMdV7zGt3jNGso_zl8Nbj5gZ-6SsGEDqYnO1Yz3gKYlh1iXjxek9c4JWz5bJUjhnpo1zd/s320/113.JPG" border="0" /></a> This picture was taken on the day of my surgery after my nap.<br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjos_jjCo81vn0DQObwBYcz0f3SwhIrM89dz4H045_oRvxaqs8GFFLdJFvuZosXdqWSV8Lzs-uE79U1f07YnHcLQHU2KG4J-ibkmju0y5rEi7nZtL61CEGS_N5mxltGi8u67Z3AuWNgwgxi/s1600-h/122.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245894437557714866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjos_jjCo81vn0DQObwBYcz0f3SwhIrM89dz4H045_oRvxaqs8GFFLdJFvuZosXdqWSV8Lzs-uE79U1f07YnHcLQHU2KG4J-ibkmju0y5rEi7nZtL61CEGS_N5mxltGi8u67Z3AuWNgwgxi/s320/122.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggDBve1sCFl5qaclGpyRzKCnb-cajc44SaB_36E3rCMLia52EyCQey3CuhZ-jMOPFhFJu34qu_5gOq_xuMI7nhR3da36U_cRETxgDGfUFXeR2HG6MVgqIMilmwgjJzjrTKVt-STDA7oZTO/s1600-h/124.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245894443794248610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggDBve1sCFl5qaclGpyRzKCnb-cajc44SaB_36E3rCMLia52EyCQey3CuhZ-jMOPFhFJu34qu_5gOq_xuMI7nhR3da36U_cRETxgDGfUFXeR2HG6MVgqIMilmwgjJzjrTKVt-STDA7oZTO/s320/124.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh2Rl52yA0YNtVV8mAC0pCjXjiaVe6qUuPa3Jvq-JnMTmsGPBgMjYUMV7ITssAMlOSbzyBmSogsHEDDZ6tB64SNMfIOzwRoJgjPNRG0GSt4cIoMn8l6sSR6eCpLboN2CKu7WbMis9bDwfg/s1600-h/128.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245894452790124610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh2Rl52yA0YNtVV8mAC0pCjXjiaVe6qUuPa3Jvq-JnMTmsGPBgMjYUMV7ITssAMlOSbzyBmSogsHEDDZ6tB64SNMfIOzwRoJgjPNRG0GSt4cIoMn8l6sSR6eCpLboN2CKu7WbMis9bDwfg/s320/128.JPG" border="0" /></a>These last three pictures were taken the day after the surgery when I was allowed to play outside with my beans. </p><p>Thank you so much Grandma for coming and chasing me around. I had lots of fun. </p>BoyPalmerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143855215669811851noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376343513319388188.post-59008786582273348262008-08-31T10:15:00.000-07:002008-08-31T10:53:01.208-07:00CampingAfter 16 and a half months of waiting Mama and Dada finally took me camping. We went to Pacific City, Oregon, with Bapa and Bapa’s ward. I got to play at the beach and eat outside and get dirty and sit by a fire and sleep in a tent and wake up at 5:30 in the morning. It was great. Here are some pictures from my adventure.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj74iaTjVuCxjTa3CqbCIoNBLGiYrYQgOE6snEjDevFClPqW_7-U6ZxZPwa14_TTXGBElXVvbxqW2UCfVhSC6tek8N93pzILS_zsI2ryckw7WlB3cUhUBVIQcDBPaKoW6qprPs8vJ8Z0tpE/s1600-h/2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240736613870655346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj74iaTjVuCxjTa3CqbCIoNBLGiYrYQgOE6snEjDevFClPqW_7-U6ZxZPwa14_TTXGBElXVvbxqW2UCfVhSC6tek8N93pzILS_zsI2ryckw7WlB3cUhUBVIQcDBPaKoW6qprPs8vJ8Z0tpE/s320/2.JPG" border="0" /></a> When we first got to the campsite we went to find Bapa and Bapa at the beach.<br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWfJjm8LdSN7-u3gsjUW-tglakDZcJV5I7Mx06W5W3eYn_O9dfhkbXWTa-ChuGscwkgephluptAfCsrMqA1nCMY8l8Ym_F8vgoH0YRNsFMLTVzY9a1st3DprlQGl7K4voYs-jdrlX49eRv/s1600-h/7.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240736619138889570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWfJjm8LdSN7-u3gsjUW-tglakDZcJV5I7Mx06W5W3eYn_O9dfhkbXWTa-ChuGscwkgephluptAfCsrMqA1nCMY8l8Ym_F8vgoH0YRNsFMLTVzY9a1st3DprlQGl7K4voYs-jdrlX49eRv/s320/7.JPG" border="0" /></a> That is a big rock out there. Dada wouldn't let me swim to it.</p><p><br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhphXqwgA-Qhlg4PoY1EzAfAbWZPqQyZ7NI_h_uk7-vPjJi_4_f13cKV_qDK637O20KcDuWhbA5SsxtYZ52FZSYlFfhtarRrCKMIAur64FjXDDNDpVbBEp7IhIM9cWSZ91IjOrQNZ1IOsa/s1600-h/026.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240736623237569298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhphXqwgA-Qhlg4PoY1EzAfAbWZPqQyZ7NI_h_uk7-vPjJi_4_f13cKV_qDK637O20KcDuWhbA5SsxtYZ52FZSYlFfhtarRrCKMIAur64FjXDDNDpVbBEp7IhIM9cWSZ91IjOrQNZ1IOsa/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is that same rock but this was back when I was a baby in July of 2007. It was windy so we took a picture and then went back inside.</p><p><br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbHRRhFjlm5nbvaxIjO7Y4aVc-PuI_xwMud_ztlXNPr-xs3bdS38kkqWfSdyGUo0TQCvCKX-R7FW_IFmQGdYGFuPPsnez09HGkIiBFvF5RnR57OrGA-ZT1vbfcKBrZmdATy9TUY5SYXcF6/s1600-h/9.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240736630651366498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbHRRhFjlm5nbvaxIjO7Y4aVc-PuI_xwMud_ztlXNPr-xs3bdS38kkqWfSdyGUo0TQCvCKX-R7FW_IFmQGdYGFuPPsnez09HGkIiBFvF5RnR57OrGA-ZT1vbfcKBrZmdATy9TUY5SYXcF6/s320/9.JPG" border="0" /></a> Back to now. I liked to hold the Frisbee.</p><p><br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmuqf9MKQ-WIlUpCwgzFPdEGusBdnS84WJQ0Q4haS0UGiW-Tt6ykfHeXQG07M2rOh8-RdMlsNdwFrlu-NOUziR9IWJSgZuY0l0XD7mf40ebvvuuc9rbDWtGdNIRHoxEnPMR-kvlFaEJRVs/s1600-h/13.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240736634540889122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmuqf9MKQ-WIlUpCwgzFPdEGusBdnS84WJQ0Q4haS0UGiW-Tt6ykfHeXQG07M2rOh8-RdMlsNdwFrlu-NOUziR9IWJSgZuY0l0XD7mf40ebvvuuc9rbDWtGdNIRHoxEnPMR-kvlFaEJRVs/s320/13.jpg" border="0" /></a> Aunt Emmy-Emma was there too. She is keeping a good eye on the fire. She played with me and let me get up at 5:30.<br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpnnuU2bqzIGPQk5Rwgf7n3npDBlMR4SaaunJCpgxnHZvBbQ-wZOmqfkUiGkCQ3Dp5pjJV9gZ6Pwucq92R-rXU3VNT-RRI8cveQ4LVh66g_prIAJU5JllpO3hyyQgWsS9JhxSF6bMwYls_/s1600-h/21.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240736056344915458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpnnuU2bqzIGPQk5Rwgf7n3npDBlMR4SaaunJCpgxnHZvBbQ-wZOmqfkUiGkCQ3Dp5pjJV9gZ6Pwucq92R-rXU3VNT-RRI8cveQ4LVh66g_prIAJU5JllpO3hyyQgWsS9JhxSF6bMwYls_/s320/21.jpg" border="0" /></a> This is our campsite. Mama, Dada, Aunt Emmy-Emma and I slept in the big tent and Bapa and Bapa slept in the small one. Bapa's snoring was as loud as the Dories' motors so it was hard to sleep with that next door.<br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2iyEq7bHEjXCZUbOSoy3EB-BmuG4SS0Uv030QTbsSu-1-ZwSt-IkqRR2jZa4WJwKDhTzZD2qr7Q9_Ebd7YhfUB6lIcEkj6oXm4cHuCoZJH7C4Gif5fSRe5ZF8N8QtjRehvFALw_cVj6J2/s1600-h/23.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240736061538553266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2iyEq7bHEjXCZUbOSoy3EB-BmuG4SS0Uv030QTbsSu-1-ZwSt-IkqRR2jZa4WJwKDhTzZD2qr7Q9_Ebd7YhfUB6lIcEkj6oXm4cHuCoZJH7C4Gif5fSRe5ZF8N8QtjRehvFALw_cVj6J2/s320/23.JPG" border="0" /></a> Mama was feeding me a camping dinner: hotdogs and smores. </p><p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh64HBO0bM1LLS9CTh8Hk1GikHQP2eITJGZzP8C5Ud9wpm3-vGJX2i_M45c_3zGc2k2t0j352G34m-sSIAnKHSUwvAKXQKNCaa0rI4Wp3Qzx-18dzm-iQDtNqYqIVEdjOl_huN9C4IBv7xW/s1600-h/25.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240736066566229794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh64HBO0bM1LLS9CTh8Hk1GikHQP2eITJGZzP8C5Ud9wpm3-vGJX2i_M45c_3zGc2k2t0j352G34m-sSIAnKHSUwvAKXQKNCaa0rI4Wp3Qzx-18dzm-iQDtNqYqIVEdjOl_huN9C4IBv7xW/s320/25.JPG" border="0" /></a> Our campground was crawling with bunnies. This one came over to say, "Feed me!!!"</p><p><br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu_3jc8AEKX_OYTSPaK4EeCVYZGL_2c_ADmpDDAA_V_HJgvl7n7X8-sPCcqgLqLYnwWH1_60bE_T-cSIoF_uG7klflZkzi4xBOEzLmrgDDnNYF-_E1cMoCfJ-Gc-k-JBOExvBuDF7_f_Y6/s1600-h/28.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240736072036510738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu_3jc8AEKX_OYTSPaK4EeCVYZGL_2c_ADmpDDAA_V_HJgvl7n7X8-sPCcqgLqLYnwWH1_60bE_T-cSIoF_uG7klflZkzi4xBOEzLmrgDDnNYF-_E1cMoCfJ-Gc-k-JBOExvBuDF7_f_Y6/s320/28.jpg" border="0" /></a> Dada and I by our tent. I was cozy in my jammies. </p><p><br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqvxlJoghMYz_IQukkGwgecsiEmByH0NVz4IBUtgMq5YgZoLWoKysoIbtztNRXfdEJ9pvoSjMg6XlmzoZJiDL9G4JTyPFBDX5VurJh6Wb2CirCJzDtIezYbDxdOEwkL_ZPVF6xaQAE92u0/s1600-h/31.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240736069643689746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqvxlJoghMYz_IQukkGwgecsiEmByH0NVz4IBUtgMq5YgZoLWoKysoIbtztNRXfdEJ9pvoSjMg6XlmzoZJiDL9G4JTyPFBDX5VurJh6Wb2CirCJzDtIezYbDxdOEwkL_ZPVF6xaQAE92u0/s320/31.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I had a very busy first day of camping and couldn't wait to try sleeping in the tent. Here I am saying good night to Bapa. When it was time to go to sleep Mama asked me if I wanted to lie down and I said, "Yeah!" with a hint of Duh! </p><p>There are no pictures from the next day because all the batteries died in Dada's, Bapa's, and Aunt Emmy-Emma's cameras. That is ridiculous. I had a good time at the beach digging in the sand and running down the dune. I didn't like getting my hands too dirty though. I dug with a rake. I got so tired playing that I slept the whole way home. Mama slept too. And so did Dada... who was also driving. Maybe next time I'll just drive.</p>BoyPalmerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143855215669811851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376343513319388188.post-67670102567612944422008-07-29T20:42:00.000-07:002008-07-29T22:24:07.965-07:00My big road tripFrom July 12<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span> through the 20<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">th</span> I was on my first big road trip. My mama and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">dada</span> and I went to Boise, ID, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Lehi</span>, UT, and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Springville</span>, UT. Those are the places that we stayed the night. We stayed with Ashley in Boise, Brittany in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Lehi</span>, and Aunt <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Tawnia</span> in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Springville</span>. We also stopped in Twin Falls, ID, and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">SLC</span>, UT. Here are a few pictures from our journey.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEianPNo6Mc_Ar734OnLJP9rthu0d2LDUe-cNGFrTDeVYonf2WhlXQLGTOBxFQKuheUTS_v4d5i9vNnaiEmmRd_tloUXHQYVZwtynkbeiH775AN0TXSB5ORacyfECWarxdj9zUsfJEXVMZVx/s1600-h/041.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228654421666628098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEianPNo6Mc_Ar734OnLJP9rthu0d2LDUe-cNGFrTDeVYonf2WhlXQLGTOBxFQKuheUTS_v4d5i9vNnaiEmmRd_tloUXHQYVZwtynkbeiH775AN0TXSB5ORacyfECWarxdj9zUsfJEXVMZVx/s320/041.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Dada let me drive for some of the trip. For some reason my steering wheel didn't have much effect on the car.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyY6ceebLHhCTGNBXIH6GMDsXDu5OgJTgJHkcO2FjihJAIwl_76wFRSVcTKPJRdxeIMZqJHYcYUyZ2FrhFpV5BiqB1JOU1fwFrh9VYeqz-Q-InUT5R8xaf0drODAR0SLu0tzdfI8aGKnCq/s1600-h/046.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228654429538957634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyY6ceebLHhCTGNBXIH6GMDsXDu5OgJTgJHkcO2FjihJAIwl_76wFRSVcTKPJRdxeIMZqJHYcYUyZ2FrhFpV5BiqB1JOU1fwFrh9VYeqz-Q-InUT5R8xaf0drODAR0SLu0tzdfI8aGKnCq/s320/046.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is how I was for most of the driving. I think Mama preferred it that way.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqZUU8NOEvgp_nS7aWJH8w_WPFGsggueot9JjCfHWNnP5Nl75lbOczJ0FUwOZViuKgJK8F5xqWHnros_SPooDnMHWVSQgEJSSg0zrzIvqe4-FVd546HXJVaoZMuSZQBihx8e-xYn55fc6W/s1600-h/057.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228654044133901714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqZUU8NOEvgp_nS7aWJH8w_WPFGsggueot9JjCfHWNnP5Nl75lbOczJ0FUwOZViuKgJK8F5xqWHnros_SPooDnMHWVSQgEJSSg0zrzIvqe4-FVd546HXJVaoZMuSZQBihx8e-xYn55fc6W/s320/057.JPG" border="0" /></a> While we were staying in Boise we went to see the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Richens</span>. That is Nate and Max. They were very nice and let me play with them on their swings.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUWsnoAM08E13ILdyhE-mG5Wd2ur3nIm-TRdh0w43DqgHkiVzwun9JrzgtvW7AUZscZNRuEN1nG7gTdAcdz2NbLsvpPPfawSLkHfN11j_uJCKq1DEg66lkNSW1MplR6YNTFgw8PprAe9Vf/s1600-h/063.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228654053031043010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUWsnoAM08E13ILdyhE-mG5Wd2ur3nIm-TRdh0w43DqgHkiVzwun9JrzgtvW7AUZscZNRuEN1nG7gTdAcdz2NbLsvpPPfawSLkHfN11j_uJCKq1DEg66lkNSW1MplR6YNTFgw8PprAe9Vf/s320/063.JPG" border="0" /></a> Ashley is holding Danny (baby of the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Richens</span>) and Adam is trying to eat my neck. I think he has been watching too many vampire movies.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimG2RSBP1HjvoyXqDMM2grOQoKyhAYiC2SHIZNJg3Rph1O7yvCO5PKcjq6J3RsGsDRRbB2YXQX7fu-70VztfastHIMeC5PjXMaITpU8ILCJhZt52GcXyHB02msuHGFIL2mam5-gGnstKXp/s1600-h/064.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228654061285751282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimG2RSBP1HjvoyXqDMM2grOQoKyhAYiC2SHIZNJg3Rph1O7yvCO5PKcjq6J3RsGsDRRbB2YXQX7fu-70VztfastHIMeC5PjXMaITpU8ILCJhZt52GcXyHB02msuHGFIL2mam5-gGnstKXp/s320/064.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here is Mama chatting with Doug and Mrs. Doug. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv2k4ojyOsAnSGCU3r_N8e3ZHbOLBUH7Pf5NB6R5zDskoIS61uT8x3doEwVno_xIyGvcFpKhGXnljHx1Ar_dQszFpkzrQwf87ZaIGPaIHqjQmI3K4tAP5LJbW1voWZc7dq0CXjn3FLF5YI/s1600-h/070.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228654064518596754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv2k4ojyOsAnSGCU3r_N8e3ZHbOLBUH7Pf5NB6R5zDskoIS61uT8x3doEwVno_xIyGvcFpKhGXnljHx1Ar_dQszFpkzrQwf87ZaIGPaIHqjQmI3K4tAP5LJbW1voWZc7dq0CXjn3FLF5YI/s320/070.JPG" border="0" /></a> We left Boise on Monday and stopped in Twin Falls to go to the open house of this Temple. It was cool in there. Especially compared to outside where it was very hot. Dada carried me the whole time. I would have been good if he'd put me down.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXJSh5j22ZxUccjt3mzbDcxaqvxZ-lUFoMBDn2psWq6NuTcjVlo1SUPZR7H9Prr_QFNb7FalexruRHBNUPw3Jl7f1CcRkzWpQevP0EOmXTmS187GQvaAEDMVyIxg9O1X33-QlTFS61-Cbf/s1600-h/079.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228654073550044082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXJSh5j22ZxUccjt3mzbDcxaqvxZ-lUFoMBDn2psWq6NuTcjVlo1SUPZR7H9Prr_QFNb7FalexruRHBNUPw3Jl7f1CcRkzWpQevP0EOmXTmS187GQvaAEDMVyIxg9O1X33-QlTFS61-Cbf/s320/079.JPG" border="0" /></a> My first ice cream cone. This was at a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">McDonalds</span> that Dada used to stop at when he was younger and travelling to Utah.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxLvnXwv4496g4xqLHN3wmkfeo3H2VgPPMrKxvaHlBtrhk9NVUTt9Ud3I-1Ac9uN8jqzrnN4bNOIFXT-YHVOmBQAkAIDHsthAwRcgSvHSp1pyb5lMCK1uL0Pf7ZTpdHaurwItlnHZlTBmJ/s1600-h/081.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228653354306831570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxLvnXwv4496g4xqLHN3wmkfeo3H2VgPPMrKxvaHlBtrhk9NVUTt9Ud3I-1Ac9uN8jqzrnN4bNOIFXT-YHVOmBQAkAIDHsthAwRcgSvHSp1pyb5lMCK1uL0Pf7ZTpdHaurwItlnHZlTBmJ/s320/081.JPG" border="0" /></a> We got to play in the sewers!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmIrOZD2dCe2G4f8Xw9hyJjbIlVZK7sElquqpI8hUDXQpkY8qxI3MUO4Wm-65mn7ymPI_Hp2-p7nXVt9HHbnDV7J9KBWM5vlHb6FVPqoTJ5T4Ty01Xk_V-I6MZA6sBQ7FfKDnXMRjv-N9E/s1600-h/085.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228653357005433618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmIrOZD2dCe2G4f8Xw9hyJjbIlVZK7sElquqpI8hUDXQpkY8qxI3MUO4Wm-65mn7ymPI_Hp2-p7nXVt9HHbnDV7J9KBWM5vlHb6FVPqoTJ5T4Ty01Xk_V-I6MZA6sBQ7FfKDnXMRjv-N9E/s320/085.JPG" border="0" /></a> In <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Lehi</span>, UT, we stayed with Brittany. She is married to Andy and they have two kids - Parker (4) and Cohen (2). They have this fun roller coaster ride and I really liked riding it.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTi7H86BWNuhmJwgWeEsuzwysjfMcql9BPb_YPLpVfOiFBye0Pqf5RbjB32BBhqUs8g3uUuU7SWZzSWRgQumXsyk6yzIGB_yqZRyg7m_BZSN7lxExtp7IrS-Hn3ZwuUjRlGej3APX6SJ9j/s1600-h/088.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228653362787924866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTi7H86BWNuhmJwgWeEsuzwysjfMcql9BPb_YPLpVfOiFBye0Pqf5RbjB32BBhqUs8g3uUuU7SWZzSWRgQumXsyk6yzIGB_yqZRyg7m_BZSN7lxExtp7IrS-Hn3ZwuUjRlGej3APX6SJ9j/s320/088.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is Brittany. This was at her parents'. She was very kind to me. She made her boys be quiet when I was trying to nap. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm83BeAE8_Vo8e5iNFgqIeYWMLFZJ6GcjZzjr0eNvmy3c9duqySDNQOKPgA69sn8D7HvVEDrJFvHSw4MS_j36gYwRoRXkgtckZbQwjBsu_-QjBQ9zHDDAQU5iZ1H9JwQoKfvUFQIZI4nUn/s1600-h/096.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228653367541129330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm83BeAE8_Vo8e5iNFgqIeYWMLFZJ6GcjZzjr0eNvmy3c9duqySDNQOKPgA69sn8D7HvVEDrJFvHSw4MS_j36gYwRoRXkgtckZbQwjBsu_-QjBQ9zHDDAQU5iZ1H9JwQoKfvUFQIZI4nUn/s320/096.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is Parker. Peter Parker? No. He is just dressed up like <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Spiderman</span>. He isn't really him.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8mQKL3k3rJq3SgwNDnfWAJqy7tJsaz7f12OVnc3g28XhJ5ow_yLA2E7h6n9si4BLHoy0nElCDpPZ7bUXQb5JKY1_dEkQ8cVOS4Yj_o03nyD9wMxm3bGYawJkzkYUtIb4NN4TT5n6I1_Ht/s1600-h/106.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228653373585337730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8mQKL3k3rJq3SgwNDnfWAJqy7tJsaz7f12OVnc3g28XhJ5ow_yLA2E7h6n9si4BLHoy0nElCDpPZ7bUXQb5JKY1_dEkQ8cVOS4Yj_o03nyD9wMxm3bGYawJkzkYUtIb4NN4TT5n6I1_Ht/s320/106.JPG" border="0" /></a> Aunt <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Tawnia</span> came and saw us while we were in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Lehi</span>. This is after dinner, but before dessert. We went out for Brittany's birthday. We had a good time.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1b8PaPFxfARabsoVZLtylCkjxJ8HbOzq9VkKm7JD7DBkB_VkyD6dSRkBjL2e_8v84gl5LZikrdS4VbLfP7QAlWeetoYzqatDpeRgWfvcqtDDcz4otgX352jPaUgVxlPStpZZ9Z_06twI-/s1600-h/110.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228650825932028930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1b8PaPFxfARabsoVZLtylCkjxJ8HbOzq9VkKm7JD7DBkB_VkyD6dSRkBjL2e_8v84gl5LZikrdS4VbLfP7QAlWeetoYzqatDpeRgWfvcqtDDcz4otgX352jPaUgVxlPStpZZ9Z_06twI-/s320/110.JPG" border="0" /></a> Cohen didn't know what to do with me at first. After testing his boundaries and learning his limits and how to share we became good friends. Good enough to kiss on the mouth.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKwo9F_z31o3vMnRYWc4Z67blJPZTBMIHC3Nms1KUJBj8FHQKnd6f7QXr4dBqyZl0FRKexnmAkGNZ-697zKQc63F8HBebDWkyYybQ8hmpHoUw5aTSGMk7PoD95Xy0jvjEojkUg-Shf3jWH/s1600-h/113.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228650832981403746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKwo9F_z31o3vMnRYWc4Z67blJPZTBMIHC3Nms1KUJBj8FHQKnd6f7QXr4dBqyZl0FRKexnmAkGNZ-697zKQc63F8HBebDWkyYybQ8hmpHoUw5aTSGMk7PoD95Xy0jvjEojkUg-Shf3jWH/s320/113.JPG" border="0" /></a> On Wednesday we went to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">Salt Lake City</span>. Aunt <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">Tawnia</span> watched me while Mama and Dada were gone for 3 hours. I think they went into that pretty castle back there.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglRjzImkQ-uj4a4655QMDHt4V8tLXdjjty-_d9y_dCVQEyB9qJe2AucMS5L521YhNU3MiDvl_qX2hymXcJLzrECWKNeBQmpi4z1VlAqtIQ_duhyhtgs_hQSZVoi6nU9qfhUjt4q4FWpuKg/s1600-h/119+edit.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228650836978123186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglRjzImkQ-uj4a4655QMDHt4V8tLXdjjty-_d9y_dCVQEyB9qJe2AucMS5L521YhNU3MiDvl_qX2hymXcJLzrECWKNeBQmpi4z1VlAqtIQ_duhyhtgs_hQSZVoi6nU9qfhUjt4q4FWpuKg/s320/119+edit.JPG" border="0" /></a> That night I got to try swimming for the first time. I liked it, and dunking wasn't too bad. Mama and Dada kept a good watch on me. Mostly Mama though because Dada was too busy going down the big water slide.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOjwmM9YgiphG_3fX1TJAgcAxGRCQxI6phKsI9JHC8uy2BRbZneaAt9BMY7dBa2aLkW6So81blROpws3zIiVudMRSfQuF8V0irdyyLzA1ewxHpDQ_ZKRufd3hKdMK1oir3PqfIyT1O9YNu/s1600-h/129.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228650853099908258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOjwmM9YgiphG_3fX1TJAgcAxGRCQxI6phKsI9JHC8uy2BRbZneaAt9BMY7dBa2aLkW6So81blROpws3zIiVudMRSfQuF8V0irdyyLzA1ewxHpDQ_ZKRufd3hKdMK1oir3PqfIyT1O9YNu/s320/129.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div>On Thursday we went to a petting zoo. There were lots of farm animals there. I pet a goat and a cow. The miniature Sicilian Donkey was scary so I wanted nothing to do with it.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht4r48SfmzohMZExPwnGgraW_YJ3zflzgRxhPxQPrEg01qVJkAZDe34ks27CgD5GeUcqKyoRrsCc5tEZ876m5f_j5MqymV7LT_m7TBPjdL7mH0yIcn7Mou2MWtba5Sds-bfmDES8k-YbrG/s1600-h/130.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228650858536919842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht4r48SfmzohMZExPwnGgraW_YJ3zflzgRxhPxQPrEg01qVJkAZDe34ks27CgD5GeUcqKyoRrsCc5tEZ876m5f_j5MqymV7LT_m7TBPjdL7mH0yIcn7Mou2MWtba5Sds-bfmDES8k-YbrG/s320/130.JPG" border="0" /></a>Here I am on my first pony ride. I wanted to go bare back, but Mama wouldn't let me, so I didn't want to go at all and bailed off before we made it all the way around once. We went on a wagon ride instead.<br /><br /></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtmkBcuq_-6Ysu3WWSsMHrRnouxIq9YLoYQMvJdOefLOrXvcfaRSxBWP0H-FJrUlXmbicysY5yHEqVUneknix0IPw-yl61CseD8vlGsgjGk3VVEXL8NHtTOSgTRBVJqEuwyAOWASlIOmDW/s1600-h/europe+563.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228650351865974434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtmkBcuq_-6Ysu3WWSsMHrRnouxIq9YLoYQMvJdOefLOrXvcfaRSxBWP0H-FJrUlXmbicysY5yHEqVUneknix0IPw-yl61CseD8vlGsgjGk3VVEXL8NHtTOSgTRBVJqEuwyAOWASlIOmDW/s320/europe+563.JPG" border="0" /></a> Thursday afternoon we drove down to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">Springville</span> to see Aunt <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">Tawnia</span>. She took us to the park. I liked going down the slide with her. Dada was a little dramatic.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHIxoonU8LzwqDMJE31xudSk6MMbvkf1fLmpofa5LlAPSEI6OwOLDQ1UROOyS6AgtLAXmAVHlFiXqMm3ZofqIMW-m8FCLKZACGbWkWeS_MmPZ5y3nwytTftWXiF_HRkDoNZwiz38YJbkuw/s1600-h/europe+564.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228650355037898258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHIxoonU8LzwqDMJE31xudSk6MMbvkf1fLmpofa5LlAPSEI6OwOLDQ1UROOyS6AgtLAXmAVHlFiXqMm3ZofqIMW-m8FCLKZACGbWkWeS_MmPZ5y3nwytTftWXiF_HRkDoNZwiz38YJbkuw/s320/europe+564.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdutsHIEDH9a5fyWDcVxX3vFOFjv_KqSirs6hej9yVg-0iIiUziIstKm0-hjJfQMI218lAu0zUPJgN3Jau-_1ZPHwzPhdM7C-hI9iVIAW3LYu8uQEizQEB7GEJbYaZqTRF8sHIJ5bWbmTM/s1600-h/europe+568.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228650358385037618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdutsHIEDH9a5fyWDcVxX3vFOFjv_KqSirs6hej9yVg-0iIiUziIstKm0-hjJfQMI218lAu0zUPJgN3Jau-_1ZPHwzPhdM7C-hI9iVIAW3LYu8uQEizQEB7GEJbYaZqTRF8sHIJ5bWbmTM/s320/europe+568.JPG" border="0" /></a> I loved Aunt <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">Tawnia's</span> potato chair. It was very comfy. Of course I had to sleep in my play-yard. Oh well.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8YhVmvC6TkXfLmp1RqGzZim-PgknK1Fp4Pp2x_0UPkEKIB2SqcXU9NLH-Uv2YaysQjYaaTsGmyhoDXZr51M934rU5IN9dl_j5aaRDU3adb96psOjpk5pseEkCy0BGSHMYOPrwlk3Tt8Bb/s1600-h/europe+578.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228650361871272482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8YhVmvC6TkXfLmp1RqGzZim-PgknK1Fp4Pp2x_0UPkEKIB2SqcXU9NLH-Uv2YaysQjYaaTsGmyhoDXZr51M934rU5IN9dl_j5aaRDU3adb96psOjpk5pseEkCy0BGSHMYOPrwlk3Tt8Bb/s320/europe+578.JPG" border="0" /></a> On Saturday I went to the Boise Zoo with Ashley and Adam and Mama and Dada. On Sunday we drove home. I liked spending time with Adam and Ashley because they let me play with the twangy door stoppers and bring pine cones inside.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcIKfl-kFk7RzXtWtluCB0l3Y3UN3WS2eBk8FHsxv6yYJMixnrzJp2lD0r-BvkyTK-aIgfCCQY0JTW3JCwJ7pkbRsGv0kEykZNsTor0Cb7cS-FSznLNJ1wRd67gWZwKS7mbN2vwnJddF0D/s1600-h/europe+580.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228650372044672834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcIKfl-kFk7RzXtWtluCB0l3Y3UN3WS2eBk8FHsxv6yYJMixnrzJp2lD0r-BvkyTK-aIgfCCQY0JTW3JCwJ7pkbRsGv0kEykZNsTor0Cb7cS-FSznLNJ1wRd67gWZwKS7mbN2vwnJddF0D/s320/europe+580.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here we are between Baker City and La <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">Grande</span>. We had a great time on our first family vacation.<br /><div><div></div></div></div></div></div></div>BoyPalmerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143855215669811851noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376343513319388188.post-15566728545015060892008-07-25T13:03:00.001-07:002008-07-26T00:09:28.875-07:00Happy Birthday Aunt Mindy<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuJZEreBXJ0tu5TUCdV32Ugq6EMx-6R18YW1H1FvYTEsoEbSRClyxuXQqdNPt5ywuS8dLZ2GY76F72F7uHRc02XHkfgnrbxlsgRZYbDM7-I_gq1vt5KoxP8Xw_UIEhmdeIMNqaI07Zjpf4/s1600-h/IMG_3573.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227046750216792722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuJZEreBXJ0tu5TUCdV32Ugq6EMx-6R18YW1H1FvYTEsoEbSRClyxuXQqdNPt5ywuS8dLZ2GY76F72F7uHRc02XHkfgnrbxlsgRZYbDM7-I_gq1vt5KoxP8Xw_UIEhmdeIMNqaI07Zjpf4/s400/IMG_3573.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsLLh6YLNbgOu9jCx9JNeULaba4O0JQyxadNDpfBUwz0yl89_UJtjrCoxQDv3n_yMhJR4ZQAPg5r4_-PUTIQDlHESfimPkvlCtfY0rj3NrYRlBXoOGJeHkNxQ2rTp-aA8g4xD7poMtA49K/s1600-h/IMG_3574.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227046750363567346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsLLh6YLNbgOu9jCx9JNeULaba4O0JQyxadNDpfBUwz0yl89_UJtjrCoxQDv3n_yMhJR4ZQAPg5r4_-PUTIQDlHESfimPkvlCtfY0rj3NrYRlBXoOGJeHkNxQ2rTp-aA8g4xD7poMtA49K/s400/IMG_3574.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXrNdOHz3QWqagGJgZigcWi_PzDjWTZWSr5uIzeUNto8HgFa93oceQQT1qyEq3U37y1uBWMldHrCZ-POTyxRLO9JMRphQP_2b1IHSw6yVJIu8H0d8JFf90LLcQsEwBiYrhRiLlqt3CYz3B/s1600-h/001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227046756383393202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXrNdOHz3QWqagGJgZigcWi_PzDjWTZWSr5uIzeUNto8HgFa93oceQQT1qyEq3U37y1uBWMldHrCZ-POTyxRLO9JMRphQP_2b1IHSw6yVJIu8H0d8JFf90LLcQsEwBiYrhRiLlqt3CYz3B/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGK72VvGijopRzw5RQifHM0-vac2wkcVD8ptruvYU6Z5hoK8E2y3tCKEC-zOOOHSwKnEciI3eET2c2LOTRtqk9lCByA0JQhXLiT9hpOuN8NSaA3uGMzX1cm1z15a14cQE79malxsuVeD-P/s1600-h/002.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227046762457988434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGK72VvGijopRzw5RQifHM0-vac2wkcVD8ptruvYU6Z5hoK8E2y3tCKEC-zOOOHSwKnEciI3eET2c2LOTRtqk9lCByA0JQhXLiT9hpOuN8NSaA3uGMzX1cm1z15a14cQE79malxsuVeD-P/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWGgSP4a3aRev8bUac1x3CBlRtYTiTnUgXwIUYPjMHdE8d_R5V384JdwMW7IE0RT5pWM20yBLAXLPFu7FCbhxej4COoCIHfb7oBdHJ1O2PvSc53LRp3SHVsQk9QiNKrG56BISlsAne9UQh/s1600-h/062.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227046768737094034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWGgSP4a3aRev8bUac1x3CBlRtYTiTnUgXwIUYPjMHdE8d_R5V384JdwMW7IE0RT5pWM20yBLAXLPFu7FCbhxej4COoCIHfb7oBdHJ1O2PvSc53LRp3SHVsQk9QiNKrG56BISlsAne9UQh/s400/062.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>BoyPalmerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143855215669811851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376343513319388188.post-91688592353843200522008-06-22T11:00:00.000-07:002008-06-22T11:31:47.245-07:00Hi everyone<div>This is a post not for anyone in particular, so I guess it is for everyone.<br />First of all some things that I like. I really like peanut butter.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214768844289764578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTHUYTkaU3RSuc16VwHK4vfOH2vz6kBEM5vW3p-ydzjxvDs83p6rUCch5p8FuOiv2PP4IqGEWXpnkFcerhhbrj9hShab9fQa_8Fya7GdOQg9KZPOiyOpUi2h_QeTP2sIg8GGmXXgVN9boJ/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /> I also really like pineapple.<br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214771497654120194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHX4gtNc-6Qer4_oY9_IO8PXvVwgGma7CXdCcAAmK3IuL63Dp071Wuq2_TZvtQ5d7yutu390JNe_lWb7RkeE7owfwgImJeIa8idu-gfuNB3cY0iE21rInA-pEX_W934wIzYR_GNVTtydOa/s320/014.JPG" border="0" />I didn't want my picture taken so I hid like an ostrich.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214768852220872242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQXucRLL96EdIfoexKFSZqb9f5tg-lwcDm1XLEony0_9cUvTSb9wcjiUT4mJ8zbEeEXPZ1E0c150pIkqMS4XH4ZgH7bqIKCfA7vDCwTgdtv9WKpzRHDio_5deNywRKbq-51SiDpjoB0mtS/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /> This is why I didn't want my picture taken. Check out that bruise on my forehead. I fell against a shelf. The sitters started calling me <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Scarface</span>.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214768858403391218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm0zvxKoL9t2I6o3wxunVuKFu-8-1JVxQl69d7n2qeR7YHmebbkJ7-MJZCCDHnw5_7i_34jqOTY091MVLYH8i3bTLX8IkJO5_sksaXs_2RIyC1_70hyphenhyphenblgYjqeNeqBbhpZXDFupm4_1nFQ/s320/043.JPG" border="0" /> I didn't go to church because I was napping and mama was teaching so she had to be sure to get there. Dada and I hung out here. Yes I am trying on mama's shoes.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214768884837440786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxCtNvBM2rUUPPEVK7YZrEW3hWn1HF3mEtzjl9B8eej6PYRc6uq5gyJlc0YdFc1D5GclgcKl1gMCTzfF0aentacVv7jQpVLKy9uahk8x5eKVZIUzTIX7xYvGVQbL1UHM3pm095Rrss6xH0/s320/048.JPG" border="0" /> Dada took me outside. and let me play in the grass and with flowers. <div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdD3vSny026OXGrxKnM5CQkcnFpa76oaDdi3gkDTF-NkJ70j4QibJ6NcZmNHlBjEj8GoVRZgh3zWpysCXEgVLlRG27kgWxCeN3qbl9s-gogulTSh5h4ZphhS3Lv8TEyDuWB4iA3P2D2KoB/s1600-h/050.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214769535457729570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdD3vSny026OXGrxKnM5CQkcnFpa76oaDdi3gkDTF-NkJ70j4QibJ6NcZmNHlBjEj8GoVRZgh3zWpysCXEgVLlRG27kgWxCeN3qbl9s-gogulTSh5h4ZphhS3Lv8TEyDuWB4iA3P2D2KoB/s320/050.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5QL5QWTZDIP1FN-WMY0bxJvkR20P1TOlBq7UBO_kf3RClJtq57upgyoJWm-sxj7f7A43HE9GxG5FWLdZCEgf-pHQcMi6a4R0XfRX7Vg230vb2XUJhZoXMwDpT4ns0fF95I_qqCaQ2sqNN/s1600-h/052.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214769538967319138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5QL5QWTZDIP1FN-WMY0bxJvkR20P1TOlBq7UBO_kf3RClJtq57upgyoJWm-sxj7f7A43HE9GxG5FWLdZCEgf-pHQcMi6a4R0XfRX7Vg230vb2XUJhZoXMwDpT4ns0fF95I_qqCaQ2sqNN/s320/052.JPG" border="0" /></a> Later mama and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">dada</span> were letting me help take things out of the oven. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifLywuX4dHOh6lc1cf-8g8K_4l5ZYUbsd2-Xsi_CzYR_tw-rguPJ-bczsPfb5kug0g-CVtgU84ho7yqoh1x29oAaP6-cTQi9NSrJfnXpxOzxUmMgILj99uYgL_i_-SRQLYXJEYvZ05rPPL/s1600-h/057.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214769546059825458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifLywuX4dHOh6lc1cf-8g8K_4l5ZYUbsd2-Xsi_CzYR_tw-rguPJ-bczsPfb5kug0g-CVtgU84ho7yqoh1x29oAaP6-cTQi9NSrJfnXpxOzxUmMgILj99uYgL_i_-SRQLYXJEYvZ05rPPL/s320/057.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Then I spit my milk everywhere.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9gKxykClW1acggA8xaMWvwu8D4pZOeZjgN_WMsGZb6i_53iiiFIHKZ6ww4mhy2Zn9fpjuI0c_r3cM0bquqsqoMIwAzgH60x0D_lGstezCnHd4pmrHIJVg5Bf66fDXDaoQyygcLrY606jc/s1600-h/066.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214769550314785506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9gKxykClW1acggA8xaMWvwu8D4pZOeZjgN_WMsGZb6i_53iiiFIHKZ6ww4mhy2Zn9fpjuI0c_r3cM0bquqsqoMIwAzgH60x0D_lGstezCnHd4pmrHIJVg5Bf66fDXDaoQyygcLrY606jc/s320/066.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />These pictures were all taken on or before the 12<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">th</span> of June. I have more to tell all of you soon. I hope everyone is enjoying their summer. I spent the first day of summer at Silver Falls State Park with <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">dada</span>. Good <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">ol</span>' Oregon summer went and started with rain. Awesome.<br /><div> </div></div></div>BoyPalmerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143855215669811851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376343513319388188.post-43112179914285647532008-06-03T21:58:00.000-07:002008-06-03T22:30:31.421-07:00For Aunty TawniaThis video is for everyone to see but mostly for Aunty Tawnia. It is to show how excited I get at bath time and how ticklish I get when Dada washes me. The part of the video with Dada washing me is in my old baby tub. I don't use it anymore because it's for babies. Sorry this post is short, it is a bit past my bedtime. See you in just over a month Aunty Tawnia!! <br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyy8YaLLG7n98PuF_06GrzO5mxwG2ApBqlurSPCrQIJbkzwH7EzVhUXC677KdfWsGBrTcXAGv3vPZgwIPMJ6g' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>BoyPalmerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143855215669811851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376343513319388188.post-85861394484895976322008-05-27T19:27:00.000-07:002008-05-27T20:47:21.862-07:00To my faithful readers - but mostly Aunt AshleyI have not been able to post because I was stung by a bee while I was taking a bath. Seeing that you (Aunt Ashley) are a doctor I should have called you right away, but Mama and Dada were there to save me from this savage beast. I mean this thing was huge. There is a picture of it later on in the post. That’s right; my parents were able to snap a shot of this thing…while it was on my back.<br /><br />I have also been up to many other adventures:<br /><br />I met my Aunty Emmy and read about WWII with Grandpa.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOUcCWFBJeYNTg9JKd9xYi5AfCk-0uV-Cv5KtNqoPnJr8QSSdA6cpwPnWodWMEVqhxCFf__xy2zPZojqBzZFBLUDthVLpgffmlKLUjOyji6QfM6fAE5fW-jg76xq3qJFJcwIauvkOa_GMB/s1600-h/015.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205265416378519442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOUcCWFBJeYNTg9JKd9xYi5AfCk-0uV-Cv5KtNqoPnJr8QSSdA6cpwPnWodWMEVqhxCFf__xy2zPZojqBzZFBLUDthVLpgffmlKLUjOyji6QfM6fAE5fW-jg76xq3qJFJcwIauvkOa_GMB/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0963xSy7q-bNluNe1PAt80y0C-PaNYDRJT4UsNLGrdDWsTQf_gwCUGeblGvUccPzqPEhVB0vQnMEnQF59b3zvOpKRU2m0iZiv29_3eaN-SYpu3vM0z-e6W28bVGQxF-ST4wRf3hSmeE2A/s1600-h/020.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205265424968454050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0963xSy7q-bNluNe1PAt80y0C-PaNYDRJT4UsNLGrdDWsTQf_gwCUGeblGvUccPzqPEhVB0vQnMEnQF59b3zvOpKRU2m0iZiv29_3eaN-SYpu3vM0z-e6W28bVGQxF-ST4wRf3hSmeE2A/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Then we got to go visit Uncle Jeremy and see his mama’s new house.<br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7SAvErjRSFoyZKSmfMyRiyO3yA20TTzHZhmDwVqOIwtqlXu5mrVELJKyfj18RFoDdNog9XkopAcblgPOTIcN-odZ-ZFr_fw0EQ0X-hxGUDV8xxnsTYpd5Ywy-tL338e8PgVsLp0X5tlP8/s1600-h/028.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205265429263421362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7SAvErjRSFoyZKSmfMyRiyO3yA20TTzHZhmDwVqOIwtqlXu5mrVELJKyfj18RFoDdNog9XkopAcblgPOTIcN-odZ-ZFr_fw0EQ0X-hxGUDV8xxnsTYpd5Ywy-tL338e8PgVsLp0X5tlP8/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I also talked to Aunty Clarissa who is in Florida and cannot call home very often. </p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Ww_OtPvDLTe6feFdE4fsZnux1vwmSDtHAvLUQPFy_QQ9huS80w8XC9vqsF5UO6QogjTfd8EXQ07ZcFExTqyznRm2EMkLzgbTeuSr1NaGPKaX7QU8Z8DF4_-70fZuVSkg7ppQDlcXBrPV/s1600-h/043edit.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205265437853355970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Ww_OtPvDLTe6feFdE4fsZnux1vwmSDtHAvLUQPFy_QQ9huS80w8XC9vqsF5UO6QogjTfd8EXQ07ZcFExTqyznRm2EMkLzgbTeuSr1NaGPKaX7QU8Z8DF4_-70fZuVSkg7ppQDlcXBrPV/s320/043edit.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I have also been practicing my “Don’t even think about it” face and my “I’m sorry, please don’t get mad” face. I think I am getting them down fairly well. </p><p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKrH0xrgQpehWXWOm5TDMslRlRo8o6S8uNPBcO5PdJvDr6Q8ntU2IXdQQnZsF6EC3Ffr3XvFL75jpjuPq4frq7M1FNA62x_R1GvRTn3j3KlusLkyKU-z3x5oMY-A_vmKkoFFMWLkMslrXQ/s1600-h/018.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205265446443290578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKrH0xrgQpehWXWOm5TDMslRlRo8o6S8uNPBcO5PdJvDr6Q8ntU2IXdQQnZsF6EC3Ffr3XvFL75jpjuPq4frq7M1FNA62x_R1GvRTn3j3KlusLkyKU-z3x5oMY-A_vmKkoFFMWLkMslrXQ/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2En6sq7z0Ocm40hjRcpJKD5saJWAe2iMPXJgVNBJj94b0NEBE58X2GqxpJbAdW74hi_usdIzS0h2VFAQ0mpJm2ymdan0IpTlre7Y4vVrsfsFuiy91A7VOcV_6aBoCoWXWXRyq-K1ZW68I/s1600-h/020.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205265983314202594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2En6sq7z0Ocm40hjRcpJKD5saJWAe2iMPXJgVNBJj94b0NEBE58X2GqxpJbAdW74hi_usdIzS0h2VFAQ0mpJm2ymdan0IpTlre7Y4vVrsfsFuiy91A7VOcV_6aBoCoWXWXRyq-K1ZW68I/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />We also went through all the clothes that don’t fit me anymore and put them into boxes.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn3J21hqpZEyR0Pr04ft0O4MwmLww3GHgpD3FEyIPfIYtz94tT72H4GtTDaa7lG-G5TGIOmNj428p0wzbsUhBR9uEt_DQmPO5fLzgRqv-blQMy0XUA3_9cy2XzHzL-VCOws0yUwNGfQJWH/s1600-h/073.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205265991904137202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn3J21hqpZEyR0Pr04ft0O4MwmLww3GHgpD3FEyIPfIYtz94tT72H4GtTDaa7lG-G5TGIOmNj428p0wzbsUhBR9uEt_DQmPO5fLzgRqv-blQMy0XUA3_9cy2XzHzL-VCOws0yUwNGfQJWH/s320/073.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I’ve also been practicing my stupid human trick. I’m the “boy who cried Cheerio”.<br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMKRZ6VmUOAPT3ZVOVYgOZ9uECe6qW9KtIOrVa3fxL50W8vgou0imJWx3FZpdO6oD8Wl7NDWklKOIFXlcXozBeyczeWF3k0jPDlfKZPrvifYivpUQgUKrTJpZJVaH5S5Q_CjFV7uEOpcnR/s1600-h/104.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205266013378973698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMKRZ6VmUOAPT3ZVOVYgOZ9uECe6qW9KtIOrVa3fxL50W8vgou0imJWx3FZpdO6oD8Wl7NDWklKOIFXlcXozBeyczeWF3k0jPDlfKZPrvifYivpUQgUKrTJpZJVaH5S5Q_CjFV7uEOpcnR/s320/104.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />And I’ve been working on climbing and reaching and looking like a stud.<br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3w3AuHkrhsADkKUNd5q5VZHkNufeAnBaThTBRSa096FzuuAXWEyqtotSCEIl8hag4y2DoNt65iEZH8Hj_MJVEmgI0eodIKB5u8RFmAdgEmwLYZutIxf7BqkfyL38tJCfIOzx2Iw-DhYdE/s1600-h/007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205266017673941010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3w3AuHkrhsADkKUNd5q5VZHkNufeAnBaThTBRSa096FzuuAXWEyqtotSCEIl8hag4y2DoNt65iEZH8Hj_MJVEmgI0eodIKB5u8RFmAdgEmwLYZutIxf7BqkfyL38tJCfIOzx2Iw-DhYdE/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitKgCXtxR2shmOKCzdVUnEqKi7MVMiYw1OtJ355CofTK99lr9sdJw6t_GeLVuaDIZ5_MKfIg-JIz6rVXtnIss0P0RwxxaZkv9vJtUsl9FEXq8ULf8ebDtcfED6HSL3wBHHwzGkosTnnq5U/s1600-h/016.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205266021968908322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitKgCXtxR2shmOKCzdVUnEqKi7MVMiYw1OtJ355CofTK99lr9sdJw6t_GeLVuaDIZ5_MKfIg-JIz6rVXtnIss0P0RwxxaZkv9vJtUsl9FEXq8ULf8ebDtcfED6HSL3wBHHwzGkosTnnq5U/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRYEQDW9pGPGQTAtgvu65XeC1tc8dpo232yc7XXrbdUI5UCqL7pTNVBay7x6ezrEGSzpbLML6t2DYu6qlHy6VEvgvcEbuTVF5-HY-N9JROfMoKqSAO3wgTvSPJaelAGSBOOK1tfky4qX5k/s1600-h/035.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205266335501520962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRYEQDW9pGPGQTAtgvu65XeC1tc8dpo232yc7XXrbdUI5UCqL7pTNVBay7x6ezrEGSzpbLML6t2DYu6qlHy6VEvgvcEbuTVF5-HY-N9JROfMoKqSAO3wgTvSPJaelAGSBOOK1tfky4qX5k/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Oh…and here is that bee. Maybe I spelled that wrong.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPkodEovcVMS_yu0RdG-BRfrBsIdjqgGDyqSNlkReLzbTb_iJ9dnuPEAKcULO1RpUpr3YVlBxX7qcdXWqqZT4evpPgqgThtSWxBt6zAmTwkYoDv_nT1Rp-V4RjRU4mOdzI204GgbVjnLZc/s1600-h/025.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205266322616619058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPkodEovcVMS_yu0RdG-BRfrBsIdjqgGDyqSNlkReLzbTb_iJ9dnuPEAKcULO1RpUpr3YVlBxX7qcdXWqqZT4evpPgqgThtSWxBt6zAmTwkYoDv_nT1Rp-V4RjRU4mOdzI204GgbVjnLZc/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /></a> </p>BoyPalmerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143855215669811851noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376343513319388188.post-20845795641128513752008-05-06T16:35:00.000-07:002008-05-06T16:44:41.138-07:00Look what I can doWatch and learn.<br /><br />1. I will show you how not to get off a couch.<br />2. I will show you how to get off a couch.<br />3. I will show you how to take baby steps . . . like a baby.<br /><br />Please send your credit card numbers to this address:<br />Attn: President J. W. Palmer<br />1600 Pennsylvania Avenue NW<br />Washington, DC 20500<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyHVIwglZgSkySj2hje0s9aivbULu_tZj0_FhUrCLqT-oqNlTjDTSCX2eknZg322qpq8CL5NEA0QvMXQdh-CA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>BoyPalmerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143855215669811851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376343513319388188.post-47038082198167102092008-05-04T09:40:00.000-07:002008-05-04T10:44:22.058-07:00My goodness where has the time gone?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit_zV375EwprvhKj9v7IHBfaiV8-zhyphenhyphenR9uCl0U4IVI-qIk1jkyswPhnUilHUWDI-3BRxKP7ALyPnjsR_8JKCkZmjN81ZhVNhTMU5ufhUKxSCzG_FRzEMg1Bta60kV539rueQAMqP4XwPqz/s1600-h/089.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196579904326180482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit_zV375EwprvhKj9v7IHBfaiV8-zhyphenhyphenR9uCl0U4IVI-qIk1jkyswPhnUilHUWDI-3BRxKP7ALyPnjsR_8JKCkZmjN81ZhVNhTMU5ufhUKxSCzG_FRzEMg1Bta60kV539rueQAMqP4XwPqz/s320/089.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I can’t believe how long it has been. Sorry for not posting in awhile, faithful readers. So much has happened in the past month. On April 7th I woke up at 7:30 and ate breakfast with Dada. Then we woke up Mama and I played while Dada got ready for work and Mama showered...Wait a second… if I go through this last month with this much detail, it could take a month to read, let alone write. I’ll just give you the highlights.<br /><br />On April 18th we left at about 6 pm for Mama’s Mama and Dada's, and arrived there at about 10 that night. It was a good drive until just north of Seattle where there was several inches of snow. Fortunately Mama was driving, so I knew we were safe. I had a wonderful visit with family and friends and I got to open presents for birthday. I really like birthday – especially when I get to celebrate it 3 times.<br /><br />We spent the nights at Mama’s Mama and Dada's and the days at Aunt Lynn and Uncle Mark’s with Tracy, Ryan, David, Krissy, Brett and Chloe; with Mama’s Mama’s Mama; at Aunt Ashley and Uncle Adam’s; and with Uncle Geoffy. It was a fun full trip.<br /><br />We returned home on Monday the 21st to the busy apartments. But I was well rested and ready for the hard work. Mostly what I do is reorganize the desk drawers over and over again. They are hard to keep organized. It seems like a never ending job.<br /><br />Other news from this past month: on May 1st I took my first steps. Have I since? …no way.<br /><br />Yesterday, Dada came home from basketball and said he wanted to go and do something. We went to McMinnville to visit some of Mama and Dada’s friends and visit aunt Mindy at work and hang out with Dada’s Dada and Mama. I was so excited I only slept 30 minutes in the car and was awake the rest of the day. It was lots of fun. Dada tried to get me to walk for Dada’s Mama, but I get embarrassed because I fall sometimes, so I didn’t want to.<br /><br />Well thanks for staying faithful. See you all when I write in a month. </div>BoyPalmerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143855215669811851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376343513319388188.post-62275662043357569662008-04-06T19:18:00.000-07:002008-04-06T20:02:32.083-07:00What I've been up to.On Monday morning I was feeling sick and pretty much all week I didn't want to eat, which means that I'm really not feeling well. Mama got sick on Tuesday and so Dada was taking care of me for a few days. On Wednesday Dada and I went to the doctor. I didn’t have to have my shots because my temperature was a little high so I was pretty happy. I weighed 23 pounds 10 oz. I actually lost some weight from my 9 month check up. I have been working out. I had some dry skin so the doctor told me to use sensitive skin cleanser and moisturizer. So Dada went to the store and got those items.<br /><br />On Saturday we went to the doctor again because I got a rash from the sensitive skin cleanser. Does that even make sense? Maybe Dada got cleanser that causes sensitive skin. We went back to the store and this time Mama picked out the cleanser. She got it right because this stuff fixed the problem. While at the store we saw a giant bear wearing a vest. I think his name was Fred. He tickled me and I touched his nose. Then he gave Dada and me a hug. I saw a little boy crying when he saw Fred. What a baby.BoyPalmerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143855215669811851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376343513319388188.post-9681272926086141802008-03-30T23:34:00.000-07:002008-03-31T08:56:04.143-07:00It's my birthdayHello faithful fans. Today is my birthday. Here is a rundown of what I did today.<br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div>First I got up and ate some cheerios.</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183794081391273250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYP26e5vhImnnPgt-dP6LSzOWdwlAksyh9gHJgNT_1KnMbq2v1dHhDTRwDp8a0bjBsh3Nxr04cZ8n0dq5PlCfGAw7iwIy1_A3NeGZf_Dalk9aIGaVII5R0gL98b4wql5WJ0wHNjWAaEw3q/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div></div><div>Then I got ready for church by wearing my new shirt Mama and Dada got me. We left half an hour after church started because I needed my beauty sleep for the one year old ladies. </div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183794188765455666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6LiKyvPph1nySG7rPJPD_DMtI2V-oYiMh3_8ccVGu2EMyILlVYkNLteW_NtnFPSUPXG0XVKPHrRXGM_4faN77c41gcHOBiNQIwj6eOoXhdZmlyt1Qsk2W3oJ4ADy8fsDbnxAiUv6X7BsN/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div></div><div>After church I took a long nap. If I don't keep my hand on Ducky he tries to get out of the bed.</div><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183794291844670786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOoJECof7eM2acmnYyajbTPIUo039tk9s-bFdbp0OopyQTDG15WBvFCvyeSwjT5JS1fDJ0iIVo9PRvlHCJWK2jRV8WY9h2t0HEowHBa7ItdmiJMgLSfOqVFMsyYu59Vsg6RlATLhrYCCr3/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div></div><div>When I woke up we celebrated my birthday. I know I said that St. Patrick's Day is my favorite holiday, but I think I like this birthday thing. This is the second time I've celebrated it, and I hear rumors that we're going to again with Mama's mama and papa.</div><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183794403513820498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKTH4NvkV6O4TWUjVpI0UEjTULxx3YcY4J0GWqMBQ46kavQ5xTDogom8UwfLoA1f-1vPU_kbZJCk80m0Z_sr-O2Jw1_vStmmth_NVEnjiLnOT8jHE6Z7_POxI6graRmWW4SKVw0JaK_QG3/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183794523772904802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAY1jnSVD7zmOv8GMmjrHZzD52s8wqRmDBtxGViBNdzfwjVueXdn-jgM6GstHsTkTu6trJqyXtAcz5IZfaLRPdf0k7W9MqhG91Lm8Riw0HMClM5YLDY27rP9RV7uGKkTHkE7gScZwPk054/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div></div><div>Grandma and Grandpa brought a toy that was given to Dada on his first birthday. Here is a picture of me and one of Dada with it.</div><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183794678391727474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeL8uSzRPdv-YEu1Io2lfZqXp_0ENmS0eQulteLCr4pdMiB4El52ZR9FwAA-pmzL6vn3fMqRpUvwAlN8hH3Dlr_U6uKblT4_L9l2XjQc2j-QEIknL45ppgz-v8VmhGX4-eYmRbur_EJ63R/s320/046.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183794974744470914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguJ-R75ncQBuTkxoDxEKzcu5zQgVB92FTJGeQOiA-2VmavdAqYua16tY79l61IOw4ksUB6R_7WUp6v_Q08l1wZMhkhWOZkiCKw1goCl4dUC-Fb12MoP1hyphenhyphenjROWfz211xewQC1pPtGhUC7W/s320/009N+05.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div>I got to open some cards and presents. It was so much fun. I really liked the walker I got. I can go all the way across the room with it. But sometimes it goes too fast and gets away from me. </div><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183795112183424402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBlrliyscKNcsXigtGbx287uyvXWqfEVMHoTl_B6JhNpeRFjFIwCasPVnLtdNmW3bAvzIRgNgxgoqee4IcL6xOSszWQCGUI8jIQWxrymiS-NHXoKtuRnOlNjeyj_ijqBwoX2J4zszVgb4r/s320/054.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183795576039892402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFU9fKBDLgTOf0kDgVLcKtfREeJztZGl9f97yG-52Dcvq9b3f2p3xKKvNaW7hTVYjRL9SzBNdHQzcTlKDtTYPpHeChv_M5xyNLhENZzR3lvLYYDJnidXjZAMOL72pokodIaIRePWvMp_NV/s320/073.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183795442895906210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggxqpIcQcjvL1-G-eDukm13grhCtR8FnwMt83NMFqGrohnE_ajiYiP4yfx0s91u99t5z_rosjUy6f1QsF0hv778JyVyyjFC5KtzF5LjRDYsfENZKXgvjNy_DmlRwz047tIQClXMACXp5-b/s320/068.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div></div><div>All in all I had a great day and didn't want to go to sleep. That is why I am posting at 11:30 at night.</div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183795674824140226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNGYxCXQjfrMXqDBBJYRex7D53f9CP87xnRfkV-vBVklOj05sXb5qgsQ1Bx26HW8pGF9f5PSplB7uzTBWnl_DIEtJ0DNf4ndYLFbdrO_00rHJ2SqdFBZt7Ey4ywy53gGrXMJ74MZ2MHJXB/s320/077.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><p>It's my party. I'll cry if I want to. Right?</p>BoyPalmerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143855215669811851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376343513319388188.post-22309524505871070792008-03-22T08:20:00.000-07:002008-03-22T08:33:09.348-07:00BoyPalmer on YouTube<div>Well I've done it again. I have put another video on YouTube. Here is the link to it.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZMO216UjY50">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZMO216UjY50</a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Oh, and here is a picture of my parents feeding me my favorite thing in the world...beetles.</div><br /><div></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMjLoE3QtsXtHtjcSlrA-A1AmXyJ5BaPoLaK4EYfHAJxmHN4JDlZglF0GgZXlIVR63AbhcVmfYOYaHR7arBokNaLuIlLgf5IvopoHv8n0I0R2hPnzY9Wfcs0xiS5yk7a41-RpLM7KuRfq3/s1600-h/111.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180588644219053282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMjLoE3QtsXtHtjcSlrA-A1AmXyJ5BaPoLaK4EYfHAJxmHN4JDlZglF0GgZXlIVR63AbhcVmfYOYaHR7arBokNaLuIlLgf5IvopoHv8n0I0R2hPnzY9Wfcs0xiS5yk7a41-RpLM7KuRfq3/s320/111.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><p> </p><p>Not really. They'd never let me eat those. I'm eating blueberries. </p>BoyPalmerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143855215669811851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376343513319388188.post-60742298071950085152008-03-17T11:43:00.000-07:002008-03-17T11:55:55.922-07:00Happy St. Patrick's Day!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvJEZ1zloPEFQpI-hxOn-zHZY1cbzbIZmkQlzHYslJ8uWys2oiAxBJFW6nSp8CLh_-d6SkSfvbdi7oy8C-MHomIyDO4IfqED1TpV0ni0ym9C9wc5tRZk7WRfn72Y4lpbRYzO5YuiuDb-MV/s1600-h/3-12[1].jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178785834782241202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvJEZ1zloPEFQpI-hxOn-zHZY1cbzbIZmkQlzHYslJ8uWys2oiAxBJFW6nSp8CLh_-d6SkSfvbdi7oy8C-MHomIyDO4IfqED1TpV0ni0ym9C9wc5tRZk7WRfn72Y4lpbRYzO5YuiuDb-MV/s320/3-12%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="color:green;">Well I see that one person is ready for me and another says that the world is not. Since one is my grandma who has changed my diaper she means the world to me. So according to my calculations they cancel each other out. So I guess I can go ahead and post again.<br /><br />My new favorite holiday is St. Patrick's Day. How could it not be since I get to wear green all day? I want to go to Chicago on St. Patrick's Day and see the river dyed green. That would be cool.<br /><br />I do have some ideas of what I want this blog to be. I am just so busy exploring this apartment that I don't always have time to post. Don't worry about it being neglected though. Great. Now that I've typed that I'll probably never post again...</div></span><br /><br /><span style="color:green;"></span>BoyPalmerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143855215669811851noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376343513319388188.post-319868355900997732008-03-04T12:03:00.000-08:002008-03-04T12:04:31.487-08:00Is the world ready for this?Hello world!!!<br /><br />BoyPalmer here, and I am ready for anything you can throw at me. As long as I can put it in my mouth.BoyPalmerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143855215669811851noreply@blogger.com2