<?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-30355234</id><updated>2012-02-10T23:03:42.283-07:00</updated><category term='tag'/><category term='micah'/><category term='water'/><category term='blog'/><category term='baby'/><category term='books'/><category term='slide show'/><category term='January'/><category term='levi'/><title type='text'>Just Horsin' Around</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is just about me and my life. Happy reading!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-5461238644622711749</id><published>2011-12-18T20:28:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T20:33:20.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW BLOG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;     It has been forever since I've posted on this blog. (obviously!) I took a loooong break from blogging, but I'm back! :) So if anyone is interested, here's my new blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photosynthesismy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt;photosynthesismy.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out; leave a comment! The End!&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/30355234-5461238644622711749?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/5461238644622711749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=5461238644622711749' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/5461238644622711749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/5461238644622711749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-blog.html' title='NEW BLOG!'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-8382057210024656062</id><published>2009-06-07T14:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T15:09:00.996-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Micah!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Micah's 11th birthday! A friend of his(Sam)and Micah and my dad and me and my friend Cherie(Her blog is Just Me i have a link to it if you want to check it out)went to Wahooz a little arcade/amusment park thingy. It was so fun! Wahooz has bumper boats,go carts,mini golf,games,and best of all, laser tag! We had unlimeted laser tag passes and went over 10 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;In case you didn't know laser tag is the best game in the world. You stand in line and then 20 people at a time go into a little room and watch a 60 second video telling you how to play and the rules like no laying down on the floor and no chewing gum. Then you put on a vest with a gun attached to it.When turned on the vest is red or green depending on what team you're on.&lt;br /&gt;On the front of the vest there is a sensor where pleople try to shoot or tag you. There is also a sensor on the back of the vest along with one on each shoulder. Then the referee person spits the players into two teams the red team and the green team. Then you go into a big room with black lights and fog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In the room there are big poll things that on one half of the room are green and the other half is red. The polls are about three feet arount and seven feet tall. Also there are the team bases, a green arch with a sensor and a red arch with a sensor.you go around this room taging the opposite team's sensors on their vests and trying not to get taged yourself. When you tag someone you get points and the team with the most points and the end wins. You can run out of laser power though. when this happens you vest will start blinking and you have to go back to you base and walk through a stream of light that comes out of it. When you walk through your vest makes a powering up sort of noise. To shoot your laser gun, you press two buttons that are on either side of the gun and pull the trigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of our day. A lot of pictures actually. Here is Micah (right) with Sam (left)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344691120974453234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SiwoQdPd2fI/AAAAAAAAARQ/QWhaUas9Xj8/s320/P6060062.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is us playing mini golf.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344691124350580034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SiwoQp0ZdUI/AAAAAAAAARY/IxNRnxLtjaA/s320/P6060063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344691126464584354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SiwoQxsamqI/AAAAAAAAARg/NwByPyZ9Nes/s320/P6060067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;On the golf course there was a big lizard. We named him Frankie. This is Cherie and I with Frankie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344691130255027618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SiwoQ_0ILaI/AAAAAAAAARo/tdTQ1Wag67Y/s320/P6060070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And then there was the bumper boats. They have little squirt gun on the front so you can spray people ant bump them.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344691131238685586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SiwoRDepm5I/AAAAAAAAARw/qfKr-H8B0Q4/s320/P6060071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344693272938758226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SiwqNt7vQFI/AAAAAAAAAR4/0GJuLpXoz74/s320/P6060072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is my Dad and cherie in a go-cart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344693276705889106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SiwqN795G1I/AAAAAAAAASA/Tw6i_gXDiq4/s320/P6060087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is Cherie (left) and me (right).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344693278413821746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SiwqOCVGFzI/AAAAAAAAASQ/K__A7SXUMSs/s320/P6060094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At lunch time we left and went to Primos, then went back to Wahooz to play laser tag like eight more times. Here are the boys at Primos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344693275236338274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SiwqN2fhimI/AAAAAAAAASI/WCjwemmCqbk/s320/P6060089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then at six or so we went home and had cup cakes ant Micah opened his presents. It was a fun day for all of us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344693284473921426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SiwqOY5735I/AAAAAAAAASY/r42VH4twLtc/s320/P6060098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MICAH!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-8382057210024656062?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/8382057210024656062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=8382057210024656062' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/8382057210024656062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/8382057210024656062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-micah.html' title='Happy Birthday Micah!'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SiwoQdPd2fI/AAAAAAAAARQ/QWhaUas9Xj8/s72-c/P6060062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-7274505391733381157</id><published>2009-04-05T19:54:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T10:10:40.348-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lightsabers</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures I took of my dad and Adam playing with toy lightsabers:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321392530248886322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SdliT_Pm6DI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/G8rJ13kpvYE/s320/P4050202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can you see the purple lightsaber in mid air? It kind of looks like it's coming out of dad's leg though!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321392536442165074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SdliUWUM11I/AAAAAAAAARA/iyVA5QJfMuE/s320/P4050206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We are going to (hopefully) have some chicks soon! We are letting one of the hens sit on the eggs to hatch them. She's doing a good job so far she only leaves the nest once a day to eat and drink.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have one more picture to show you:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321394278316601762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/Sdlj5vTbcaI/AAAAAAAAARI/ZkvtwYxHm0A/s320/P4050211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This may&lt;em&gt; look &lt;/em&gt;like a pile of boards, it is a &lt;em&gt;house.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;One last thing, I love this video! If you like Star Wars at all please watch it! &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lk5_OSsawz4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lk5_OSsawz4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you don't like Star Wars this video isn't as funny and cool.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-7274505391733381157?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/7274505391733381157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=7274505391733381157' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/7274505391733381157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/7274505391733381157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2009/04/lightsabers.html' title='Lightsabers'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SdliT_Pm6DI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/G8rJ13kpvYE/s72-c/P4050202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-9052239207330725159</id><published>2009-04-01T20:03:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T20:17:10.303-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Jellybean!!!</title><content type='html'>We got a new bunny yesterday! She is all black. I missed having rabbits. Jellybean is so small! It was my mom's idea to name her Jelly bean. Here is a picture of her enjoying fresh grass in the front yard:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319911132777239282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SdQe_TnVUvI/AAAAAAAAAQw/lR1mYV7LUWg/s320/P1010198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-9052239207330725159?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/9052239207330725159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=9052239207330725159' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/9052239207330725159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/9052239207330725159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2009/04/meet-jellybean.html' title='Meet Jellybean!!!'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SdQe_TnVUvI/AAAAAAAAAQw/lR1mYV7LUWg/s72-c/P1010198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-5466969545070936004</id><published>2009-03-12T21:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T21:46:24.974-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousins Camp</title><content type='html'>We aren't having Cousins Camp for a while still but here is a slide show I put together from past Cousins Camps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-10.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3242591731718297360&amp;amp;site=widget-10.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731718297360&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-10.slide.com/p1/3242591731718297360/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731718297360&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-10.slide.com/p2/3242591731718297360/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3242591731718297360&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-10.slide.com/p4/3242591731718297360/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-5466969545070936004?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/5466969545070936004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=5466969545070936004' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/5466969545070936004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/5466969545070936004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2009/03/cousins-camp.html' title='Cousins Camp'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-3681613410392022342</id><published>2009-03-03T19:38:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T20:19:51.840-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Book Tag</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/00595370675769864034"&gt;Iona&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Here are the rules to this tag:&lt;br /&gt;In this tag you have to have a book that is closest to you that is at least 100 pages. You have to open the book and go to the 100th page and post the first three sentences. You have to tag at least 3 people but you can tag more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My book is &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Hollys-Heart-Freshman-Mystery-Letters/dp/0764204602/ref=sr_1_6?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1236136597&amp;amp;sr=8-6"&gt;Holly's Heart Collection 3&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It was Jeff's attempt to bribe his way onto student council. Was it fair to let him get by with lying? Besides, what kind of class presidentwould Jeff make if he based his votes on deceit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tagging, &lt;a href="http://leavittkid.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cherie&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/01859299377479594581"&gt;Natalie&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/15482268480711719652"&gt;Katie&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and just by the way, I highly recommend this book! (Even though I haven't finished reading it yet!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-3681613410392022342?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/3681613410392022342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=3681613410392022342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/3681613410392022342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/3681613410392022342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2009/03/book-tag.html' title='Book Tag'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-8945109627222604806</id><published>2009-02-25T20:21:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T20:42:57.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Things I've Learned So Far</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1. Navy beans soaked in water don't turn into peanuts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2. When boiling eggs,&lt;strong&gt; always&lt;/strong&gt; make sure there is water in the pot with the eggs (failing to do this may result in minor explosions).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;3. Never scrub your chin with a magic eraser, unless you want a chemical burn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Never put salt on your arm and then hold an ice cube onto it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;5. Don't make false tears with water and salt and then put the mixture on your eye even though it &lt;em&gt;does&lt;/em&gt; work. You will get tears, trust me. Real ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;6. When giving firewood to your brother to put into the wagon, HAND it to him, don't toss it! Mom's don't like going to the ER before they have showered and dressed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;7. Don't light toothpicks on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8. Making fake blood with food coloring, corn syrup and water, and then leaving the bottle on it's side on your dresser will most likely upset your mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;9. Don't shake out a rug inside unless you want to rewash the counters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;10. Heating up restaurant left-overs in the take-home styrofoam container will result in your parents having to buy a new microwave!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-8945109627222604806?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/8945109627222604806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=8945109627222604806' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/8945109627222604806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/8945109627222604806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2009/02/10-things-ive-learned-so-far.html' title='10 Things I&apos;ve Learned So Far'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-3748828602522111505</id><published>2009-02-14T12:20:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T12:26:57.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;H&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Y&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302736594770687234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SZca1nzFdQI/AAAAAAAAAPo/f5enD6lJywI/s320/heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-3748828602522111505?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/3748828602522111505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=3748828602522111505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/3748828602522111505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/3748828602522111505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2009/02/h-p-p-y-v-l-e-n-t-i-n-e-s-d-y.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SZca1nzFdQI/AAAAAAAAAPo/f5enD6lJywI/s72-c/heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-6724126114653829296</id><published>2009-02-12T13:58:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T14:05:13.653-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>Our family has a new blog &lt;a href="http://wewriteaway.blogspot.com/"&gt;Read Write Away&lt;/a&gt;. It has writing projects and reading lists and things like that on it. Check it out! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-6724126114653829296?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/6724126114653829296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=6724126114653829296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/6724126114653829296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/6724126114653829296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-1729457244990701871</id><published>2009-02-01T15:15:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T13:56:06.377-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='January'/><title type='text'>January Book List</title><content type='html'>Here is a list of books I've read in January 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Arthur-Very-First-Patricia-Maclachlan/dp/0064402886/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1234215615&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Arthur For the Very First Time&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Patricia MacLahlan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really like this book. It's not bad, it just was not very interesting. It was about this boy Arthur who gets a girl to call him Arthur for the very first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Silver-Chair-Narnia-C-Lewis/dp/B000GBFQS4/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1234471384&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;The Silver Chair&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Silver-Chair-Narnia-C-Lewis/dp/B000GBFQS4/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1234471384&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;by C.S. Lewis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 4th book in the Chronicles of Narnia series (If you count it the old way!). Good book! I like it, but I would read the other books in the series first. The Silver Chair was about how Prince Rilian escaped from the Jade Witch's underground kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Would-Want-Kill-Hallie-Pankeys/dp/0803880944/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1234215860&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Who would want to kill Hallie Pankey's cat?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//www.amazon.com/Would-Want-Kill-Hallie-Pankeys/dp/0803880944/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1234215860&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;by G. Majors&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked it. It is about a girl (Hallie) who is protecting her cat from a mystery person who Hallie thinks is trying to poison her cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Overload-Chosen-Girls%C2%AE-Cheryl-Crouch/dp/0310712734/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1234215956&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Overload&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//www.amazon.com/Overload-Chosen-Girls%C2%AE-Cheryl-Crouch/dp/0310712734/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1234215956&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Cheryl Crouch&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the books in the Chosen Girls series. It's about three girls who start a Christian rock band. In this book one of the girls starts her own grief recovery group and has trouble balancing everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fairys-Mistake-Princess-Tales/dp/0060280603/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1234215992&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Fairy's Mistake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Gail Carson Levine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one I enjoyed reading. In The Fairy's Mistake, two sisters have different encounters with the fairy Ethelinda. Rosella is kind and works hard. Her reward: Jewels and gems tumble out of her mouth whenever she speaks. Myrtle is rude. Her punishment: Bugs come out of her mouth. The fairy Ethelinda feels she's done a good thing--until she discovers Rosella has been locked up and Myrtle is having the time of her life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Hollys-Heart-Collection-Beverly-Lewis/dp/B001O0HQ2U/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1234216031&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holly's Heart collection 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Beverly Lewis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE IT!!! The Holly's Heart series is my favorite series of books. Holly is a 12-year-old girl that lives with her mom and her sister Carrie. Holly has a cool birthday, Valentines Day! Her mom and dad divorced when Holly was 8 and she doesn't think she will ever be able to forgive her dad for leaving. Her family just accepted Jesus and she knows she should try to forgive her dad. Collection 2 has the following books: &lt;em&gt;Second Best Friend, Good-bye Dressel Hills, Straight-A Teacher, No Guys Pact, Little White Lies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Redcoats-Petticoats-Katherine-Kirkpatrick/dp/0439165105/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1234216138&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Redcoats and Petticoats&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Katherine Kirpatrick&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story is based on the Setauket Spy Ring that operated on Long Island from 1778-1784. Thomas' father is arrested and his mother is acting strange by sending him to dangerous places. What is going on?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-1729457244990701871?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/1729457244990701871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=1729457244990701871' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/1729457244990701871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/1729457244990701871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2009/02/january-book-list.html' title='January Book List'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-3697822396528884291</id><published>2009-01-18T15:38:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T15:52:33.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spritz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today my bunny rabbit Spritz died! :( One word: Cats. She was so cute! She didn't have a tail but she &lt;em&gt;did &lt;/em&gt;have pretty blue-gray eyes. So yeah..... I guess that's all I have to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spritz May 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292768584183163826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SXOw_CqVq7I/AAAAAAAAAPA/TAnEaZ6OWF8/s320/spritz.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this picture her eyes are &lt;em&gt;red&lt;/em&gt;, but that's not how the really &lt;s&gt;are&lt;/s&gt;. Were.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-3697822396528884291?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/3697822396528884291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=3697822396528884291' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/3697822396528884291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/3697822396528884291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-my-bunny-rabbit-spritz-died-one.html' title='Spritz'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SXOw_CqVq7I/AAAAAAAAAPA/TAnEaZ6OWF8/s72-c/spritz.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-5194760886180631673</id><published>2009-01-06T19:50:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T12:02:20.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays, Christmas, and Levi</title><content type='html'>Hi! Let's see, where do I begin? How about birthdays? Adam had a birthday in December. Abby too. Adam is now 5 and Abby's 3. We had a little party with my grandparents at their house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It snowed quite a bit on Monday, and a little more today. Now we have about 6 inches of snow on the ground. I hope you all had a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Merry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"An angel whose name was Gabriel came to the virgin Mary and said, 'Behold, you will conceive in your womb and bear a son, and you shall call his name Jesus...' Mary said to the angel, 'How can this be since I am a virgin?' The angel answered and said to her, 'The Holy Spirit will come upon you, and the power of the Most High will overshadow you; and for that reason the holy Child shall be called the Son of God.'" Luke 1:30-35&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And just because Levi is soooooo cute, I have to put some pictures of him on here! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288384529643709522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SWQdte0VpFI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Z-6afukFPic/s320/P1010054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288384512874063922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SWQdsgWJKDI/AAAAAAAAAOk/UhNKIucQ9do/s320/P1010047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you just need to smile today, look at this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288384532383877986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SWQdtpBpS2I/AAAAAAAAAO0/KDu-OouZKhk/s320/P1010056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                   Just so you know he is not crying or yawning. This is a smile!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-5194760886180631673?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/5194760886180631673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=5194760886180631673' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/5194760886180631673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/5194760886180631673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2009/01/birthdays-christmas-and-levi.html' title='Birthdays, Christmas, and Levi'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SWQdte0VpFI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Z-6afukFPic/s72-c/P1010054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-8405915512553455095</id><published>2009-01-01T00:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T00:19:44.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have a good 2009!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And here's just a little tip for the new year: never EVER shake a rug &lt;em&gt;inside &lt;/em&gt;the bathroom unless you want to rewash the counters.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I learned this the hard way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-8405915512553455095?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/8405915512553455095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=8405915512553455095' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/8405915512553455095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/8405915512553455095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-everyone-have-good-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-8018390109530529717</id><published>2008-12-12T18:18:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T00:21:25.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOW!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>IT'S SNOWING HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Here is a sweet pic: &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279079634467904994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SUMO9TF1XeI/AAAAAAAAAOc/FTpw6pRyfPw/s320/panda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-8018390109530529717?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/8018390109530529717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=8018390109530529717' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/8018390109530529717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/8018390109530529717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow.html' title='SNOW!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SUMO9TF1XeI/AAAAAAAAAOc/FTpw6pRyfPw/s72-c/panda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-7805617360351931477</id><published>2008-11-04T14:20:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T14:50:02.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adam needs a haircut</title><content type='html'>Here is what Adam's hair usually looks like:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264916379765848562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SRC9jXwUOfI/AAAAAAAAAKI/3QK0NUCTCp8/s320/PB040348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you comb it straight up it looks like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264916380502230610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SRC9jaf4hlI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/71RA48EeERI/s320/PB040345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's time for a haircut. (sorry for the bad quality picture)  I think it's fun to mess with pictures. Here is what my mom did to this one:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264920334189629570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SRDBJjIakII/AAAAAAAAAKY/EMoKvYEzCkk/s320/neonadam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool huh? &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-7805617360351931477?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/7805617360351931477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=7805617360351931477' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/7805617360351931477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/7805617360351931477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/11/adam-needs-haircut.html' title='Adam needs a haircut'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SRC9jXwUOfI/AAAAAAAAAKI/3QK0NUCTCp8/s72-c/PB040348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-7257935267005024445</id><published>2008-10-10T17:34:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T18:01:35.275-06:00</updated><title type='text'>(sort of) New Chickens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I don't know if I ever told you we got 6 little chicks about 7 months ago, hoping for laying hens. Well what we got was six roosters. Six &lt;em&gt;loud&lt;/em&gt; roosters that crowed all day long fighting over who was best. We got rid of them and got new chickens. This time we got them already grown. 4 hens 2 roosters and 4 chicks. Unfortunately 3 chicks somehow escaped so now we have one. 7 chickens total. The reason they are "sort of new" is because you didn't know about them so its new to you, but we got them about a month ago. We get about 2 or 3 eggs a day. here is a picture of the chickens:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255676827711150770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="202" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SO_qOqH5mrI/AAAAAAAAAJg/9B63OrO5_jI/s320/PA030221.JPG" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And here is Abby and I with Abby's hen "Little Red"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255677882402552242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="192" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SO_rMDJ7ObI/AAAAAAAAAKA/7hvvkOIJFp8/s320/P9100124.JPG" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And here are a few more pictures, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is Abby "reading" a book to Levi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255677875481777026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SO_rLpX4k4I/AAAAAAAAAJo/WmIxJLej8_0/s320/P9210158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And sweet Levi Quinn :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255677880366370930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="235" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SO_rL7kdkHI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/4tRYyjAmGqU/s320/P9280206.JPG" width="308" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-7257935267005024445?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/7257935267005024445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=7257935267005024445' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/7257935267005024445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/7257935267005024445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/10/sort-of-new-chickens.html' title='(sort of) New Chickens'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SO_qOqH5mrI/AAAAAAAAAJg/9B63OrO5_jI/s72-c/PA030221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-6788138669266787336</id><published>2008-09-09T12:56:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T13:38:14.062-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='micah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='water'/><title type='text'>Walking on Water</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SMbJJZPuccI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wnd7zz76s88/s1600-h/California2005+(38).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244099979352371650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SMbJJZPuccI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wnd7zz76s88/s320/California2005+(38).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;miracle&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; not really just a good picture with a quick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;camera&lt;/span&gt;! Here is a picture of our real &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;miracle&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Levi Quinn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244106878183760482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SMbPa9ZTYmI/AAAAAAAAAJY/VxYBWf_Rc-U/s320/P9090121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-6788138669266787336?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/6788138669266787336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-7991515690883957924</id><published>2008-08-10T13:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T13:39:19.685-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slide show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='levi'/><title type='text'>Levi</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-47.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=288230376169772871&amp;amp;site=widget-47.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=288230376169772871&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-7991515690883957924?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/7991515690883957924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=7991515690883957924' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/7991515690883957924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/7991515690883957924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/08/levi.html' title='Levi'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-6046347752979371635</id><published>2008-07-31T18:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T18:40:59.064-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='levi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here is a picture of Levi!!!!!!!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229342562398155010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SJJbWrCSsQI/AAAAAAAAAJA/2jC0n_TMSD0/s320/1levi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-6046347752979371635?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/6046347752979371635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=6046347752979371635' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/6046347752979371635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/6046347752979371635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/07/here-is-picture-of-levi.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SJJbWrCSsQI/AAAAAAAAAJA/2jC0n_TMSD0/s72-c/1levi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-4163229935863517144</id><published>2008-07-30T09:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T09:54:26.689-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We have a BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IT"S A BOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Levi Quinn 9 pounds 13 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ounces I'll post more later!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-4163229935863517144?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/4163229935863517144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=4163229935863517144' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/4163229935863517144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/4163229935863517144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/07/we-have-baby.html' title='We have a BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-4733220508240057333</id><published>2008-07-08T14:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T14:55:39.757-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo Hoo!</title><content type='html'>Yes it was a false alarm!!! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-4733220508240057333?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/4733220508240057333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=4733220508240057333' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/4733220508240057333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/4733220508240057333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/07/boo-hoo.html' title='Boo Hoo!'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-8188597968300500535</id><published>2008-07-08T08:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T14:55:57.292-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby!.................Maybe</title><content type='html'>Well my Mom and Dad just left for the hospital!!! She might be having the baby today!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; excited!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; It could be a false alarm. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-8188597968300500535?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/8188597968300500535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=8188597968300500535' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/8188597968300500535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/8188597968300500535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/07/babymaybe.html' title='Baby!.................Maybe'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-8256381441232041171</id><published>2008-06-30T21:17:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T21:58:02.088-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CRACK!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, we had a very windy day! Tonight, Adam and Micah were in their room listening to &lt;em&gt;Adventures in Odyssey.&lt;/em&gt; Dad was laying down with Abby. I was just sitting down somewhere I can't remember. I heard a knock but I thought it was just Abby banging on the wall again. A little later I heard a BANG BANG BANG at the door I ran out to the living room but mom had already got the door. It was our next-door neighbor. I didn't have to ask why he was here because there, laying across our yard and driveway, was a HUGE branch from one of our 2 big maple trees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SGmpef5m-JI/AAAAAAAAAIo/8fA1HoqlJuE/s1600-h/P6300319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217887984709728402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SGmpef5m-JI/AAAAAAAAAIo/8fA1HoqlJuE/s320/P6300319.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(click to enlarge you can see the crack!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Mom made phone calls to people nearby to see if they had a chain saw we could borrow. No luck. I ran to a friend's house to see if they had one. No. Our next-door neighbor had a little electric one which took a while to use but got the job done. A friend of ours is letting us use theirs tomorrow to finish up. Well that was our excitement for the evening! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SGmpemAouRI/AAAAAAAAAIw/FqLxwxrGM7c/s1600-h/P6300321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217887986349816082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SGmpemAouRI/AAAAAAAAAIw/FqLxwxrGM7c/s320/P6300321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SGmpfK3No2I/AAAAAAAAAI4/uABxukvEX6k/s1600-h/P6300323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217887996242404194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SGmpfK3No2I/AAAAAAAAAI4/uABxukvEX6k/s320/P6300323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BTW it did not hit anything but a rose bush!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-8256381441232041171?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/8256381441232041171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=8256381441232041171' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/8256381441232041171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/8256381441232041171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/06/crack.html' title='CRACK!!!'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SGmpef5m-JI/AAAAAAAAAIo/8fA1HoqlJuE/s72-c/P6300319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-7231015369530930620</id><published>2008-05-17T09:38:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T13:37:43.771-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunnies,Bees and Berserk Brothers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SC8HsH0oPYI/AAAAAAAAAII/nVPxdBKGV54/s1600-h/P5130016.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guess what? I got a new bunny! She is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SO SWEET AND LOVABLE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;She is mostly white and she has a little bit of gray. Her name is Spritz. We keep her and Peanut in separate hutches. We don't want a huge bunny farm!!! :) Here are some pix:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201373674374446418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="194" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SC79zH0oPVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Y3Jf8QgFm9s/s320/P5070007.JPG" width="259" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201373695849282914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="221" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SC790X0oPWI/AAAAAAAAAH4/2E3ZGgxxhnk/s320/P5070008.JPG" width="282" border="0" /&gt;Also Micah caught a bumble bee. Here is a picture of it next to a dime. (we waited until it was dead to take the picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201374700871630194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="219" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SC7-u30oPXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/FbX28KDMn58/s320/P5040003.JPG" width="239" border="0" /&gt;We had an &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; night. We went to a small carnival about a mile from our house. Micah and I wanted to go on a ride that was like a Ferris wheel only the cars were enclosed and while you were going around you could push or pull this lever. One way would make you go upside down and the other would keep you right side up. We did NOT WANT TO GO UPSIDE DOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But I couldn't figure out when to push and when to pull! And when I made a mistake, upside down we went! Micah kept saying "I think I'm going to throw up!" or "I think I'm going to wet my pants!" Luckily he didn't do either!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We had a lot of fun otherwise! The night ended with getting home just in time before our pool (which was filling all the time we were gone) overflowed! Mom dared Micah to jump in right in. (we usually wait a couple of days after filling it so the sun can heat it up a little bit) Freezing cold water at 10:30&lt;/span&gt; at night and he did it!!!!!!! But I did do it too but not all at once it took like 15 or 20 minutes of getting used to and I earned 76 cents doing it!!! &lt;/div&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-7231015369530930620?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/7231015369530930620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=7231015369530930620' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/7231015369530930620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/7231015369530930620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/05/bunniesbees-and-berserk-brothers.html' title='Bunnies,Bees and Berserk Brothers'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SC79zH0oPVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Y3Jf8QgFm9s/s72-c/P5070007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-9192995281905988777</id><published>2008-05-04T16:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T16:22:24.538-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Water Slides</title><content type='html'>Those are always fun!!! Here's what we did in our back yard today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-baf4abbfad2d4ee5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbaf4abbfad2d4ee5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331193272%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1C3615ECADBF3D6AB40E9E161FB4C38DD536C828.3A16F4135EF096B7A42AADC84E6C48770A9DBC08%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbaf4abbfad2d4ee5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DD4MNXuOotVYE3WraROD7M2WZVQM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbaf4abbfad2d4ee5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331193272%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1C3615ECADBF3D6AB40E9E161FB4C38DD536C828.3A16F4135EF096B7A42AADC84E6C48770A9DBC08%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbaf4abbfad2d4ee5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DD4MNXuOotVYE3WraROD7M2WZVQM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2c5551a2b65ad429" 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://v7.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2c5551a2b65ad429%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331193272%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D59E512A9393A119D6224ABBE9EF3311D92F67C75.3AA884C992BC2942FE7B24B55A24D04E823E68C5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2c5551a2b65ad429%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DF-ERLKi9xv-_UiK1drkNOUidnjQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2c5551a2b65ad429%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331193272%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D59E512A9393A119D6224ABBE9EF3311D92F67C75.3AA884C992BC2942FE7B24B55A24D04E823E68C5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2c5551a2b65ad429%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DF-ERLKi9xv-_UiK1drkNOUidnjQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt; It was &lt;strong&gt;very &lt;/strong&gt;fun!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-9192995281905988777?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2c5551a2b65ad429&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=baf4abbfad2d4ee5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/9192995281905988777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=9192995281905988777' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/9192995281905988777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/9192995281905988777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/05/water-slides.html' title='Water Slides'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-7657519226377749195</id><published>2008-04-24T15:18:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T15:33:54.129-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Duckies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; Just now two ducks walked down our street! here are some pix. &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mama Duck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192927280073210818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SBD72REy-8I/AAAAAAAAAHg/izks_e5nEiE/s320/mamaduck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Papa Duck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192927288663145426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SBD72xEy-9I/AAAAAAAAAHo/UQU-9Y6Qktw/s320/papaduck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Both Of Them&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192927271483276210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SBD71xEy-7I/AAAAAAAAAHY/sxcuUrjYO1Q/s320/ducks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-7657519226377749195?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/7657519226377749195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=7657519226377749195' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/7657519226377749195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/7657519226377749195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/04/duckies.html' title='Duckies'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/SBD72REy-8I/AAAAAAAAAHg/izks_e5nEiE/s72-c/mamaduck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-3900413143236648415</id><published>2008-04-06T20:02:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T10:05:30.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An almost normal day...</title><content type='html'>...except for the lovely emergency room visit. After church we went through the drive-thru at Taco Bell for lunch. Both of the boys had to go to the bathroom so we parked the car while they ran inside (in the rain) to use the restroom. When they got back inside the car it was hailing. Adam reached out to grab some hail right when Micah closed the sliding door latching Adam's hand in the door! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OUCH!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Oh, and did I mention there was a lot of crying?!?It took a few minutes before Mom and Dad decided to take him to the ER. We went to the closest hospital, And Mom, Adam and I stayed while Dad, Micah and Abby went home. They gave him some meds and took an X-ray. The Doctor tried to cheer him up and made fish faces but that just made him cry again. When we where waiting for the X-ray Adam dozed off watching some dumb cartoon. He &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;might &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;have a small fracture on his hand under his pinky finger. Poor kid! The Doctors gave him a splint and a sling which has names and notes all over it already. He is doing a lot better now. He went to church tonight and thumb wrestled with his good hand. So that was My&lt;em&gt; almost&lt;/em&gt; normal day. Here are some&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;pictures:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186324946479816226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R_mHD3ytHiI/AAAAAAAAAHI/rV7BQLRB7hI/s320/P4060110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186324955069750834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R_mHEXytHjI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/3if-UvQA1xs/s320/P4060111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-3900413143236648415?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/3900413143236648415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=3900413143236648415' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/3900413143236648415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/3900413143236648415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/04/almost-normal-day.html' title='An almost normal day...'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R_mHD3ytHiI/AAAAAAAAAHI/rV7BQLRB7hI/s72-c/P4060110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-4401690112407834210</id><published>2008-04-02T11:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T11:18:57.059-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Poll</title><content type='html'>Okay, here is a poll. Notice it says what schedule do you &lt;strong&gt;like.&lt;/strong&gt; Not which one you &lt;strong&gt;have.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;form action="http://poll.pollcode.com/E7tZ" method="post"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="150" bgcolor="#eeeeee" background="http://pollcode.com/images/bg/blue_stars.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:-1;color:#00ffff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Which sleeping schedule do you like the best?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input type="radio" value="1" name="answer"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:-1;color:#00ffff;"&gt;Go to bed early, wake up early&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input type="radio" value="2" name="answer"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:-1;color:#00ffff;"&gt;Go to bed late, wake up late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input type="radio" value="3" name="answer"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:-1;color:#00ffff;"&gt;Go to sleep all day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Vote"&gt;  &lt;input type="submit" value="View" name="view"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" bg colspan="2" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:-2;color:black;"&gt;pollcode.com &lt;a href="http://pollcode.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;free polls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/form&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/30355234-4401690112407834210?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/4401690112407834210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=4401690112407834210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/4401690112407834210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/4401690112407834210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/04/poll.html' title='Poll'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-467287691815006470</id><published>2008-03-31T15:00:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T15:27:12.633-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning</title><content type='html'>Okey I have to admit my room is often a BIG mess! So here you can see what it looks like before and after!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6bf6f1e0cbb7bbc3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e5f77ddf56f07e0c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/467287691815006470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=467287691815006470' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/467287691815006470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/467287691815006470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/03/cleaning.html' title='Cleaning'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-47463096097527570</id><published>2008-03-31T13:40:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T13:54:02.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Calvin and Hobbes</title><content type='html'>Here is a poem I liked from a Calvin and Hobbes collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At night my mind does not much care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If what it thinks is hear or there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It tells me stories it invents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And makes up things that don't make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know why it does this stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The real world seems quite weird enough.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183994295361543682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R_E_WHytHgI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ZGxe-65Fu94/s200/Calvin_and_Hobbes.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is also a comic strip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R_FAy3ytHhI/AAAAAAAAAHA/43nVChBhqrE/s1600-h/sugarbombs.gif"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183995888794410514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R_FAy3ytHhI/AAAAAAAAAHA/43nVChBhqrE/s320/sugarbombs.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Click image to enlarge)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-47463096097527570?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/47463096097527570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=47463096097527570' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/47463096097527570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/47463096097527570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/03/calvin-and-hobbes.html' title='Calvin and Hobbes'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R_E_WHytHgI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ZGxe-65Fu94/s72-c/Calvin_and_Hobbes.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-7867497483713190240</id><published>2008-03-20T18:50:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T19:08:32.620-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Distressed Damsal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today all 4 of us kids played a game. Abby was the Princess. I was the Princess's Bodyguard. Adam was the Prince. And Micah was the bad guy. Micah captured the Princess, Adam then saved her and they got married! I didn't really do anything, but take a couple pictures. Here they are: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The bad guy's got her!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179993503260548562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="171" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R-MIpXytHdI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ezlrEW8mI7E/s200/P3200065.JPG" width="246" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here comes the Prince to save the day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179993743778717170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="164" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R-MI3XytHfI/AAAAAAAAAGw/725UA2VMzyY/s200/P3200067.JPG" width="221" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here comes the bride!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179993073763818914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R-MIQXytHaI/AAAAAAAAAGI/4tST6vQrhJ0/s200/P3200068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-7867497483713190240?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/7867497483713190240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=7867497483713190240' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/7867497483713190240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/7867497483713190240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/03/distressed-damsal.html' title='Distressed Damsal'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R-MIpXytHdI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ezlrEW8mI7E/s72-c/P3200065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-3716747228583314577</id><published>2008-02-29T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T10:53:02.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Abby Slide Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-de.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=288230376167680222&amp;amp;site=widget-de.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=288230376167680222&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-de.slide.com/p1/288230376167680222/bb_t013_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=288230376167680222&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-de.slide.com/p2/288230376167680222/bb_t013_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-3716747228583314577?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/3716747228583314577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=3716747228583314577' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/3716747228583314577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/3716747228583314577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-abby-slide-show.html' title='My Abby Slide Show'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-5136226888677483755</id><published>2008-02-28T10:00:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T16:06:45.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At times like this I like my brother</title><content type='html'>I just finished my breakfast. The boys are still eating there fried eggs. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt; a hard boiled egg. I took out the yoke of my egg and held up the perfect little ball. Then I asked Abby if she wanted a bite. Yes she did I tore of a small piece and popped it into her mouth. I turned to Adam and asked if he wanted a bite he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;replied&lt;/span&gt;, "No. I had it before, and I didn't like it." "When did you have it?" I asked. "A long time ago." Pause. When only me and Dad where born." Pause. "And a lot of other people we don't know." Here is a picture of that sweet boy!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172079839404602162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="16" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R8brNgmrszI/AAAAAAAAAGA/zOa7odQVf_k/s200/P2280053.JPG" width="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-5136226888677483755?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/5136226888677483755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=5136226888677483755' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/5136226888677483755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/5136226888677483755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/02/at-times-like-this-i-like-my-brother.html' title='At times like this I like my brother'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R8brNgmrszI/AAAAAAAAAGA/zOa7odQVf_k/s72-c/P2280053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-3303722904718038701</id><published>2008-02-27T13:45:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T14:01:05.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I found</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I found a book I made years ago. It's just five little papers stapled together with writing in it. It's too bad I don't have an exact date on when I made it, but it was long enough ago that I didn't know how to spell 'bird'. LOL!!!  Here is a picture of the cover which is just one of the five papers.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171765645367030562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R8XNdAmrsyI/AAAAAAAAAF4/GjwQvF4WNeM/s200/P2270051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is what the inside says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Page 1. &lt;em&gt;brds&lt;/em&gt; (birds) fly in the &lt;em&gt;scgy &lt;/em&gt;(sky)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Page 2. &lt;em&gt;brds lik &lt;/em&gt;(like) to &lt;em&gt;seing &lt;/em&gt;(sing)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Page 3. &lt;em&gt;brds&lt;/em&gt; eat&lt;em&gt; sees&lt;/em&gt; (seeds)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Page 4. the eND&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thats all for now :o)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-3303722904718038701?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/3303722904718038701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=3303722904718038701' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/3303722904718038701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/3303722904718038701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-i-found.html' title='What I found'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R8XNdAmrsyI/AAAAAAAAAF4/GjwQvF4WNeM/s72-c/P2270051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-6410284043494961792</id><published>2008-02-21T14:09:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T14:55:11.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged............Again</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged by &lt;a href="http://ionaluvshorses.blogspot.com/"&gt;Iona &lt;/a&gt;here are the rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) Post the rules on your post before you answer the questions.&lt;br /&gt;(2) List one fact about yourself using each letter of your middle name.&lt;br /&gt;(3) When finished answering, tag one person for each letter of your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My middle name is Rae. O.K. here are the facts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R- Reading is what I spend a lot of my time doing&lt;br /&gt;A- Abby is my sister's name&lt;br /&gt;E- Every kitten I see I like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tagging:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://13hannahs-world.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hannah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://leavittkid.blogspot.com/"&gt;Leavittkid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://familyoffourteen.blogspot.com/"&gt;A.J. Brown&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="http://kaitlynology.blogspot.com" href="http://kaitlynology.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kaitlynology&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.k. I admit I didn't do it right. Sorry!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-6410284043494961792?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/6410284043494961792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=6410284043494961792' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/6410284043494961792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/6410284043494961792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/02/taggedagain.html' title='Tagged............Again'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-1694623607258942224</id><published>2008-02-20T12:55:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T13:20:39.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was my mom's birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! One of the best parts of that day was when we dumped 8 balloons on my mom after she came out of her room from showering and dressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other good part was when we went to the Rec Center to swim. At the Rec Center's pool the have kick boards and balls to play with. Adam and Micah were playing catch w/ one of the balls. At one point Micah threw the ball way behind him. That had happend quite a few times and it took Adam a long time to get the ball back because he can't move very fast in the water. So I decided I would get it for him this time. I turned to get it and Adam came up behind me and said, "Hey, girl person! My brother and me were playing with that ball!" Then I say, "Adam, its me!" Then he goes, "Oh, heh,heh." We had a lot of fun swimming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today Abby fell asleep on the kichen floor with her baby dolls. Here is a picture: &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169159605240705810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R7yLRgmrsxI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0cnHFCXr8vE/s200/sleep-abby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-1694623607258942224?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/1694623607258942224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=1694623607258942224' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/1694623607258942224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/1694623607258942224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/02/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R7yLRgmrsxI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0cnHFCXr8vE/s72-c/sleep-abby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-5427030241478080993</id><published>2008-02-14T10:27:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T10:38:01.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Valentine's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166889964132872946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="150" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R7R7DAmrsvI/AAAAAAAAAFg/LmrNQg4PQyA/s200/P2140046.JPG" width="435" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-5427030241478080993?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/5427030241478080993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=5427030241478080993' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/5427030241478080993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/5427030241478080993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R7R7DAmrsvI/AAAAAAAAAFg/LmrNQg4PQyA/s72-c/P2140046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-8287083203682133739</id><published>2008-02-12T09:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T10:28:31.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here We Go Again</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged agian by &lt;a href="http://natalie.homeschooljournal.net/"&gt;Natalie&lt;/a&gt;. Here are the rules to this meme: Post the rules on your blog. link to the person who tagged you. list 6 random things about yourself. Tag 6 other bloggers and comment on there blog telling them they have been tagged. Here goes nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm going to me cousins house today&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am reading the Elizabeth Gail series&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate being called"Becky"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am dying to eat the sour cream apple pie my mom made&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My birthday is June 14th (Flag Day)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have been to Disneyland 3 times&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am tagging:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://leavittkid.blogspot.com/"&gt;leavittkid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://meganec.blogspot.com/"&gt;megan &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/jbthhard"&gt;hattie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't think of any one else!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I got also got tagged by &lt;a href="http://ionaluvshorses.blogspot.com/"&gt;Homeschooled girly &lt;/a&gt;so I'll do this one to here are the rules: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Choose your favorite book, and do an 30-60 word review on it. Say who the main character is, why it is your favorite book, and who the author is. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tag 7 of your favorite Blogs, and leave a comment on the Blogs of your choice, saying that they've been tagged. Link to the person that tagged you. Have fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't have a favorite book so I'll just do one of my many favorites and it is: Elizabeth Gail and the silent piano by Hilda Stahl. Libby (Elizabeth) is the main character.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Libby Dobbs is a foster child and is living with the Christian Johnson family. She wants to be adopted by them but that day is far away. Libby's dream to be a famous concert pianist is crushed after a bad piano recital. She refuses to ever play the piano again. In the end she grows in God a little more. And realizes what she should do. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;O.K. I'm tagging:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://natalie.homeschooljournal.net/"&gt;Natalie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://kapplehead.blogspot.com/"&gt;Eleven in the woods&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://leavittkid.blogspot.com/"&gt;leavittkid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://asfourme.blogspot.com/"&gt;As for me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all I can think of!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-8287083203682133739?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/8287083203682133739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=8287083203682133739' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/8287083203682133739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/8287083203682133739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/02/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here We Go Again'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-8411053018391150720</id><published>2008-02-02T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T11:53:48.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scooter</title><content type='html'>Scooter is my cat. He is a grey tabby. A few weeks ago he started acting weird. He dragged his tail, He spent the night at my friend's house. We thought maybe he got hit by a car. Now he's missing! Mom says it's very likely he just wanderd of some place and died :( We got him from our cousins on May 15th 2006. We have two other cats: Cubby and Pepper. I don't have any recent pictures of him, but here are some of when he was a kitten: &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162453490922362002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R6S4GR_nFJI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GfjdpE4Mgjg/s200/P5250004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162453503807263922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R6S4HB_nFLI/AAAAAAAAAFY/yK95yrNxcOo/s200/P6070066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162453499512296610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R6S4Gx_nFKI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/_f_HaNLFUOA/s200/P5230103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-8411053018391150720?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/8411053018391150720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=8411053018391150720' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/8411053018391150720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/8411053018391150720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/02/scooter.html' title='Scooter'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R6S4GR_nFJI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GfjdpE4Mgjg/s72-c/P5250004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-7819048439318266688</id><published>2008-01-29T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T12:05:07.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got Tagged Again</title><content type='html'>Well, the title says it all.&lt;a href="http://natalie.homeschooljournal.net/"&gt; Natalie &lt;/a&gt;tagged me. Here are the rules: Post the rules on your blog. Share six non-important things about yourself. Tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs. Let each random person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their website. Well here I go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I share a room with Abby (my 2-year-old sister)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a cat named Scooter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I like shoveling snow (and its a good thing 'cause it's dumping snow right now!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am done with school for the year&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I LOVE roller skating/blading&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I like making little movies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I am tagging: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://tumblingturnips.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tumbling Turnips &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/velvet97"&gt;Princess"C"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://kapplehead.blogspot.com/"&gt;Eleven in the Woods&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/TodaysTerrifics/"&gt;Todays Terrifics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/lambchop/"&gt;Lambchop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/jbthhard"&gt;Hattie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-7819048439318266688?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/7819048439318266688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=7819048439318266688' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/7819048439318266688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/7819048439318266688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-got-tagged-again.html' title='I Got Tagged Again'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-1710447002661415158</id><published>2008-01-28T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T17:33:03.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Quiz!!!</title><content type='html'>This is a fun Quiz I found on &lt;a href="http://natalie.homeschooljournal.net/"&gt;Natalie's Blog&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.If you could change your living room what would you change about? &lt;em&gt;A:Curtain color&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.What is in your refrigerator? &lt;em&gt;A: A lot of food. (mom just went shopping) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.What is at the TOP of your refrigerator? &lt;em&gt;A: Tea pots and trays.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.How many plants are in your home?&lt;em&gt; A: 5&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Is your bed made right now? &lt;em&gt;A: It's sort of made but not very neatly. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Do you drink out of glass or plastic most of the time at home? &lt;em&gt;A: Plastic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.how many pillows do you sleep with?&lt;em&gt; A: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.What color is your toothbrush? &lt;em&gt;A: Purple and white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Is there anything under your bed?&lt;em&gt; A: yes. shoes, air mattress, other junk &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Chore you hate doing the most? &lt;em&gt;A: Cleaning the bathroom. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.How many mirrors do you have in your home?&lt;em&gt; A: 8 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.What color are your walls? &lt;em&gt;A: mauve, but unfortunately not blue! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.What does your home smell like right now? &lt;em&gt;A: Brownies! Yum!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.Favorite candle scent? &lt;em&gt;A: Christmas Cookie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.What kind of pickles (if any) are in your refrigerator right now?&lt;em&gt; A: Dill. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.What color is your favorite Bible? &lt;em&gt;A: sky blue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.In case of fire, what are the items in your house which you’d grab if you only could make one quick trip? &lt;em&gt;A: Pillow,Hairbrush,Roller Blades, Flashlight, Water Bottle,Clothes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-1710447002661415158?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/1710447002661415158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=1710447002661415158' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/1710447002661415158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/1710447002661415158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/01/cool-quiz.html' title='Cool Quiz!!!'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-638076755957720962</id><published>2008-01-28T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T10:05:53.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kisses For Adam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;Today Adam was in bed with my mom and my mom says, "I like kissing you." And Adam says "Start kissin' " I love that boy sooooooooooooooooooo much! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Here is the next chapter of my book:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Tale of Two Coins - Chapter 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;One day Jane got a letter. It was from her Aunt Katie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Jane,&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry to say I send bad news. Your father died in the war sometime last week. I just got the news today. I would like to know if you would like to come and live with me and finish your education here in Pennsylvania or stay where you are. Please write to me soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt; Aunt Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane did not know what to do. She wanted to leave Miss Flick as soon as possible! But she did not want to leave Marisa at all. If she did stay, where would she go once she finished school? Her Aunt was her closest living relative. Her mother died when she was no more than three. Her father went away to war, and that’s why she was at the boarding school. “Marisa!” Jane exclaimed. “I know what I can do! I will write my Aunt and ask if you may come too! That is if you’d like.” “Oh, would I!” said Marisa. And it was settled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marisa and Jane would move to Pennsylvania. After many tearful goodbyes to Anne and Cathy, they left. They stayed in a hotel the first night of their trip. That night Jane got very ill. They could not buy medicine for they had spent all their pocket money and had only the money for the train tickets they needed in the morning. That and the two coins. “Oh Marisa!” Jane said in a weak voice. “You just can’t spend the two coins!” Then she fainted. Marisa knew what she had to do. Running as fast as she could, she went to the drug store and bought some pills. The next morning Jane felt much better. They got to Katie’s house safely. Marisa soon began calling Jane’s aunt, Aunt Katie also. She was the most friendly woman you ever saw! The girls told her everything about the school, Anne and Cathy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I still say you should not have spent the two coins,” said Jane. Then she turned to Aunt Katie and said, “Did we tell you they were magic?” “Yes. Marisa did twice and you six times, I think.” Marisa and Jane giggled. Jane turned back to Marisa and said,”But think, all the magic is gone and so are the coins!” Marisa said, “They may be gone but we still have the memory of them in our hearts.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-638076755957720962?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/638076755957720962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=638076755957720962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/638076755957720962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/638076755957720962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/01/kisses-for-adam.html' title='Kisses For Adam'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-423103720634479616</id><published>2008-01-25T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T17:32:31.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly,Crazy Us</title><content type='html'>This is just Micah and me but mostly micah being crazy. Like I say in the video, he is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; fat he just has a pillow stuffed in his shirt. Here is the video. Enjoy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-af67f1d710a3909e" 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://v3.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daf67f1d710a3909e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331193272%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5CF9CCA3D190E3F1F67B83C1C965A3C622179C97.136257BB43C528CECDB728B127D22C2AE7439036%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daf67f1d710a3909e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSrErvQFwHxKgfRZe8YKfB6BCY_s&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daf67f1d710a3909e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331193272%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5CF9CCA3D190E3F1F67B83C1C965A3C622179C97.136257BB43C528CECDB728B127D22C2AE7439036%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daf67f1d710a3909e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSrErvQFwHxKgfRZe8YKfB6BCY_s&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Crazy huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-423103720634479616?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=af67f1d710a3909e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/423103720634479616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=423103720634479616' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/423103720634479616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/423103720634479616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/01/sillycrazy-us.html' title='Silly,Crazy Us'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-1513690356781576950</id><published>2008-01-23T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T17:40:45.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Earing Pennies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My mom made up this system that for every minute before noon that we finish our school work we get a penny. So if I get done at 11: 55am I would get 5 cents. but she won't pay us more than a dollar at a time. So if I got done at 8:02am I would only get a dollar. Today I got done at 11:57 am how many pennies did I get? &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158765651613389858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="159" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R5eeBx_nFCI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/g6F-uRLng-c/s320/P1230037.JPG" width="166" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-1513690356781576950?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/1513690356781576950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=1513690356781576950' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/1513690356781576950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/1513690356781576950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/01/earing-pennies.html' title='Earing Pennies'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R5eeBx_nFCI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/g6F-uRLng-c/s72-c/P1230037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-1542999318153147272</id><published>2008-01-14T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T17:19:24.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Makeovers</title><content type='html'>I got this idea from another blog I read. So here is my friend's &amp;amp; my Makeover Studio!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-79ee917610402ad9" 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://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D79ee917610402ad9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331193272%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D25DD2CDA5B76CA68058786DC8A9F68AB3DEBC1BC.5F954A7E16B596F77423109A199EA4A8141C085E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D79ee917610402ad9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFftq9e7oyOLnfMnNN7aNnsHL6S4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D79ee917610402ad9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331193272%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D25DD2CDA5B76CA68058786DC8A9F68AB3DEBC1BC.5F954A7E16B596F77423109A199EA4A8141C085E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D79ee917610402ad9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFftq9e7oyOLnfMnNN7aNnsHL6S4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;  Also we gave Abby a bit of a makeover. Here is our little Fairy Princess!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cute.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155488536794439122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="203" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R4v5gl87HdI/AAAAAAAAAEI/arrS42tlTew/s320/P1120034.JPG" width="196" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cuter.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155487630556339618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="211" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R4v4r187HaI/AAAAAAAAADw/ZP-Yv1qlG00/s320/P1120031.JPG" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                              &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cutest.    &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155487639146274226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="171" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R4v4sV87HbI/AAAAAAAAAD4/zlaE-9RcH9g/s320/P1120032.JPG" width="226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-1542999318153147272?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=79ee917610402ad9&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/1542999318153147272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=1542999318153147272' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/1542999318153147272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/1542999318153147272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/01/makeovers.html' title='Makeovers'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R4v5gl87HdI/AAAAAAAAAEI/arrS42tlTew/s72-c/P1120034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-4663834416378322531</id><published>2008-01-10T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T16:16:52.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;Well a new baby is going to come live with us on 8/8/08 or at least &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sometime&lt;/span&gt; around then. I'm hoping it's a girl. I can just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;imagine&lt;/span&gt; how sweet Abby would be with a little sister!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What do you think the baby will be? Please comment and tell me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-4663834416378322531?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/4663834416378322531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=4663834416378322531' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/4663834416378322531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/4663834416378322531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/01/baby.html' title='Baby'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-1416520049596118564</id><published>2008-01-05T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T14:41:13.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby likes to Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Abby was playing w/ my pollypockets. I video taped her. She is so cute when she playes on her own like this! Not that I don't like playing w/ her, I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3f73ddc463afd9df" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3f73ddc463afd9df%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331193272%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3BBF6DB17809E7F6795B7FD9F95E2E58A84DC64C.4F18A014FDFD498E651DF538DA0CB2F04D5D695F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3f73ddc463afd9df%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DqvsyoGZ8Kn1sYhDBByaR7Zw1IEk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3f73ddc463afd9df%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331193272%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3BBF6DB17809E7F6795B7FD9F95E2E58A84DC64C.4F18A014FDFD498E651DF538DA0CB2F04D5D695F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3f73ddc463afd9df%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DqvsyoGZ8Kn1sYhDBByaR7Zw1IEk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-1416520049596118564?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3f73ddc463afd9df&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/1416520049596118564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=1416520049596118564' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/1416520049596118564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/1416520049596118564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2008/01/abby-likes-to-play.html' title='Abby likes to Play'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-3075559882171695415</id><published>2007-12-21T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T11:40:16.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>Here is just a video that I liked. I hope you like it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IAckfn8yiAQ&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IAckfn8yiAQ&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Merry Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-3075559882171695415?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/3075559882171695415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=3075559882171695415' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/3075559882171695415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/3075559882171695415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-with-capital-c.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-2646619532689767062</id><published>2007-12-19T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T13:08:05.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Micah is doing better now. The surgery went fine. He is coming home today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night I was watching The Princess Diaries with Adam he said to me,"Becca can you pause it real quick? I need to go get something." "What do you need to get?" I asked him. "I can't tell you. I can only tell 3 people. God, Jesus.and the Holy Spirit." "OK." I said. "just don't take to long." As he walked down the hall I heard him quietly saying,"God, thing I'm going to go get something. Jesus, I'm going to go get something. Holy Spirit, I'm going to go get something." He came back with a tin he was using for a drum. I told him he could not play it then 'cause Dad and Abby were in bed. Here is a picture of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145776570403447154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="284" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R2l4hvxs4XI/AAAAAAAAADA/f_x9lr3Yq0M/s320/Adam+10-06.jpg" width="204" border="0" /&gt;Here is another one. it is of Abby and Adam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145777042849849746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="283" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R2l49Pxs4ZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wRZpktxlY0U/s320/AdamAbby-oct06.jpg" width="223" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-2646619532689767062?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/2646619532689767062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=2646619532689767062' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/2646619532689767062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/2646619532689767062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2007/12/adam.html' title='Adam'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R2l4hvxs4XI/AAAAAAAAADA/f_x9lr3Yq0M/s72-c/Adam+10-06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-7464122113792175603</id><published>2007-12-18T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T08:49:25.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers Please</title><content type='html'>Micah my brother is nine. We slept on the hide-a-bed last night but Micah did not feel well in the middle of the night I woke up and saw he was gone. he was in the bathroom. when I got to the bathroom he was sitting by the toilet and proudly said, "I threw up 5 times!" So i went back to bed. At eight am I woke up again, and again Micah was missing. I heard my dad on the phone. "That's weird!" I thought. "Dad should be at work by now!" "Did Mom take Micah to the ER?" I asked dad. "I can't hear you. I'm on the phone." So I ran around the house looking for mom or Micah. no luck. when dad was off the phone I asked the same question.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways this is what is going on. Micah &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;IS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at the&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ER with appendicitis which means his appendix could burst any time! He is in an ambulance going to a different hospital so he can get an operation sooner. he has never had an operation before only stitches a couple of times also he has never had an IV before but has one now. So please be praying that he will get well soon and that everything goes well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-7464122113792175603?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/7464122113792175603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=7464122113792175603' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/7464122113792175603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/7464122113792175603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2007/12/prayers-please.html' title='Prayers Please'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-6869487763306206570</id><published>2007-12-17T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T14:39:37.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Darth Vader in Pink PJs</title><content type='html'>This is Abby in my brother Micah's Darth Vader helmet. Abby will be 2 in one week! Sorry the picture is so bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145042848255369538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R2bdNfxs4UI/AAAAAAAAACs/7s_DWqVzpzI/s320/PC170432.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Today is my other brother Adam's 4th birthday. Today he did something none of us other kids have ever done. He took a bite out of his glass! Yes a glass cup!!!!!!!!! Why, I don't know, but I do know he did not get hurt! Here is the next chapter of my book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Tale of Two Coins - Chapter 5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Jane and Marisa got to be good friends.  All the girls in room nine told each other everything. But Marisa did not tell anyone of the two coins. She never quite knew why she never told them, and she often wanted to tell Jane of them, but the tingles she sometimes had, she thought to be magic and was afraid the magic would be gone if she told anyone.     They all had a lot in common. All of them liked Miss Curt. She was a stout old woman, and when she smiled her eyes narrowed into slits so you could barely see them.  Also you could never find Miss Curt without a twinkle in her eye.  The woman that ran the school however was a different story. Her name was Miss Flick. She was thin and tall, and she always wore her hair up in a tight bun. She had a turned up nose and always looked down on you through tiny spectacles.  Marisa and Jane both disliked Miss Flick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day in the classroom when all the girls were studying history, Jane was looking out the window at the thin blanket of snow that had fallen the night before. Miss Flick came up to her and said, “Jane Daniels, don’t you have something else you need&lt;br /&gt;to be doing right now?” “Y-Yes  ma’am. I’m sorry.  I-It won’t happen again, ma’am,” Jane said, as she stumbled for words. Marisa took the chance to stand up for her friend as Miss Flick said, “Well, all the same, I want you to go to the study room.” Marisa said, “Miss Flick, the snow is so lovely and Jane was just looking please don’t make her go!” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; “Marisa, you had no right to speak up in class like that, you may go to the study room also, and both of  you will go to your room during the lunch hour for you will have no lunch today.” The study room is a room for students who had a hard time studying or have misbehaved.  At the lunch hour in room nine; all Jane could do was&lt;br /&gt;cry.  “Oh, Marisa, I have never been so embarrassed in all my life! And no lunch!  I’m sorry I got you into this, Marisa! It’s all my fault! Marisa then said, “Why Jane it’s not your fault at all! I did not have to say anything to Miss Flick!” When that did not comfort her, she decided to tell her about the two coins. Jane turned the coins over and over in her hand. “You are so lucky to have coins! And magic ones at that!” Magic seemed to run through the two girls. They smiled at each other, and they knew that they &lt;em&gt;were&lt;/em&gt; magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-6869487763306206570?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/6869487763306206570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=6869487763306206570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/6869487763306206570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/6869487763306206570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2007/12/darth-vader-in-pink-pjs.html' title='Darth Vader in Pink PJs'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R2bdNfxs4UI/AAAAAAAAACs/7s_DWqVzpzI/s72-c/PC170432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-887128726170690205</id><published>2007-12-13T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T10:23:24.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty</title><content type='html'>Isn't she pretty? Well I think she is! that's all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cindee.net/image001.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-887128726170690205?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/887128726170690205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=887128726170690205' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/887128726170690205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/887128726170690205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2007/12/pretty.html' title='Pretty'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-5500800519187244561</id><published>2007-12-12T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T16:49:51.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abigail and Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Abigail, or Abby as we call her, is my little sister. She is the cutest little girl I know! Today I spent a lot of time with her. we, well actually, I made a fort of blankets. Abby just watched. We pretended it was a little house. We pretended we were so poor we had to sell all we had for food. We actually did sell a couple of things to the boys, Micah and Adam. Stuff like feathers and rocks. We only made 32 cents, but it was fun! Abby is almost two. Her birthday is on Christmas Eve. I will put my favorite picture of her on here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143231471669197106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R2BtxgJzuTI/AAAAAAAAACM/ouJEkyqHa7s/s320/P9040194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! I will put another picture on here. this is how high the water in the tub is when Micah fills it! Here is Adam (right) And Micah (left).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143233266965526866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R2BvaAJzuVI/AAAAAAAAACc/UUCqGP7WcOk/s320/Feb+2005063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now I will put the next chapter of my book.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;A Tale of Two Coins - Chapter 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When Marisa got off of the train, she almost fell down, for she had not stood up for quite some time. Before the buggy Marisa was riding in reached the school, she had a thought, “I will not know any one here. I am a complete stranger to this school. It won’t be anything like the little schoolhouse back in Giffel.” Marisa was right the school was very different then Giffel’s schoolhouse. In fact, it was almost the size of Uncle Gilbert’s house. Marisa felt a pang of worry, until she remembered the two coins. She vowed to herself to never ever buy anything with them as long as she lived. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So far they had brought her joy and happiness. “Maybe they are lucky coins.” She thought to herself. Then before she knew it she stood in front of the school door. A long line of girls were in side. The girl at the back of the line turned around and said, “You here for school too?” “Yes, I am,” Marisa said. “Then get in line to see which room you are going to be in. Hey! Maybe we will be in the same room!” Marisa was about to ask the girl what her name was. She liked this girl. Marisa thought she was pretty. The girl had short blonde hair not like Marisa’s long black hair. Her thoughts were cut of by a voice saying, “Name? Name please.” “Oh! Me?” “Yes.” “Marisa Bailey.” “You will be in room nine, with Anne Wallace, Cathy Reed, and Jane Daniels. Go over there with Miss Curt, she will show you to your room. Next!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marisa realized many girls were behind her. Miss Curt took her to room nine, where she was told she would stay. And who was there standing in the middle of the room? It was the girl at the back of the line! Well at least she was at the back of the line. “Oh,” she said. “We really are in the same room! I really hoped we would be. Although I didn't really think that it was possible, ‘cause here are so many girls here. I’m sorry, I’m talking so much, and I’m probably saying “really” a lot again, you know I always get like this when I’m excited. But I’ll make myself be quiet so you can talk.” “Well,” Marisa said, “I hoped we would be in the same room too. You seemed so friendly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“Hello!” Another voice broke in. “I’m Anne, and this is Cathy.” “Hi,” Cathy said. “Oh yes,” said Marisa. “The lady at the counter said there would be three girls in the room with me. So you must be Jane.” She said as she turned to the blonde-haired girl who had been in the back of the line. “Yes.” Jane said. “And you would have to be Marisa.” “Yes,” said Marisa. Anne said, “You know, I thought this boarding school was going to be horrid, but it might be kind of fun as long as I’m with you girls. You all seem really nice.” Marisa thought all the girls were nice too, but she secretly liked Jane the best of all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-5500800519187244561?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/5500800519187244561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=5500800519187244561' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/5500800519187244561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/5500800519187244561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2007/12/abigail-and-stuff.html' title='Abigail and Stuff'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/R2BtxgJzuTI/AAAAAAAAACM/ouJEkyqHa7s/s72-c/P9040194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-308851426093688970</id><published>2007-11-13T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T15:35:46.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tale of Two Coins - Chapter 3</title><content type='html'>I get to go to my Grandma and Grandpa's house for Thanksgiving!!!!!!!!!!! I am happy. Well, I hope you like the third chapter of my book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Marisa &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;did not like her uncle. She tried so hard to please him but he always found fault with what she said or did.  She tried to make the best of things and when she was sad she would pull out the two coins and a tingle would rush through her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was not allowed to go outside. Sometimes she would feel as if she were going to go crazy if she couldn’t go outside and run.   Despite her tries to please her uncle one day before she had quite turned eleven, her uncle called her to his den. Then he told her, “I am not used to being around children, and I have tried to be kind to you but you continue to disturb me. You are late for meals, you daydream when you should be doing your lessons. I have caught you prowling about more that once, as I’ve told you not to do.  I am much too kind to turn you loose into the streets, so I will send you to a boarding school. I have looked into it and the best one I can find that would suit you is in Maryland, USA. You will be going there on Friday. That will be all child.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to her uncle’s word, the very next Friday her uncle’s driver took her to the train station. She was grateful to finally be able to go outside for the first time in a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the week-long train ride to Maryland she didn’t know what to feel.  Should she be sad about being sent away, or happy she was going to live in the United States of America? She decided to be happy, because it was of no use to be sad, for she never had any friends so she couldn’t miss them. She also was quite glad to get away from old Uncle Gilbert.  She was ever so delighted at the idea of seeing and living in the United States. But most of all she was happy that she had the two coins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-308851426093688970?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/308851426093688970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=308851426093688970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/308851426093688970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/308851426093688970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2007/11/tale-of-two-coins-chapter-3.html' title='A Tale of Two Coins - Chapter 3'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-6105716550545737124</id><published>2007-11-10T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T20:30:16.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smarty Pants</title><content type='html'>A few days ago, when we were about to do our Bible reading time, my little brother Adam said to my mom,"What does selfish mean?" Mom said to him,"It means only thinking about yourself." Then my mom thought he might know are monthly memory verse because the verses we are learning are Philippians 2:3-11. Philippians 2:1 is, "Do nothing from &lt;strong&gt;selfish&lt;/strong&gt;ness or empty conceit, but with humility of mind, regard one another as more important than yourselves." He &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt; say that much and it is very sweet. He is 3 and will be four in December. Bye!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-6105716550545737124?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/6105716550545737124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=6105716550545737124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/6105716550545737124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/6105716550545737124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2007/11/smarty-pants.html' title='Smarty Pants'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-4152423487486792839</id><published>2007-11-09T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T09:36:55.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tale of Two Coins Chapter 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here is the second chapter of my book, A Tale of Two Coins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Marisa saw the house she was to live in she was dumbfounded. “Is, is this my Uncle Gilbert’s house?” She asked the driver. “Of course,” he said. The outside was so beautiful she had to pinch herself to see if this was real. In fact she kept pinching herself all the way up the long walk to the door. But her spell of joy was soon ended for when she saw the inside of the house she was horrified. The house was as dark as a deep dungeon. All the curtains were drawn and only a few candles were lit. The driver only walked her to the door and then left her with a bang of the door. “And just when I thought it couldn’t get any darker,” Marisa said to herself. For the sunlight that came in from the open door was now gone. Marisa just stood there until her eyes adjusted to the little light there was. When she could see she didn’t move, she was too scared. She remembered the two coins packed safely in her bag. She remembered her mother and father. “They would not want me to be scared,” she said. Then to Marisa it felt as if her parents were right there with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She started to walk, she walked through many fine rooms and felt very brave. She walked into what she thought to be a parlor. There was a fireplace with warm red coals ever so slightly burning. As Marisa bent down beside the glowing coals, she felt a tingle of happiness run through her. But that moment was short lived. “You must be Marisa Bailey,” said a cold voice. Startled she stood up quickly, banging her head on the mantle. Marisa was very scared, for she could barley see the small man. Remembering the two coins and her parents she gained her courage and boldly answered, “Yes, sir.” She assumed this frail man was her Uncle Gilbert. “Well you sure are a clumsy girl aren’t you?” He didn’t wait for an answer. He hastily said, “Well come along, child, and I’ll show you your room. Dinner is at six, breakfast is at seven, and tea is at one. You are not to bother me at all. Now, here is your room. Stay in here and don’t go prowling about the house. See that you aren’t late for dinner.” And there he left her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-4152423487486792839?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/4152423487486792839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=4152423487486792839' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/4152423487486792839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/4152423487486792839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2007/11/here-is-second-chapter-of-my-book-tale.html' title='A Tale of Two Coins Chapter 2'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-4736255916514106113</id><published>2007-11-05T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T13:50:41.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tale of Two Coins Chapter 1</title><content type='html'>I like to write short books. they never get published of course but I like doing it all the same. My latest book is called, A Tale of Two Coins. I made this one on the computer not by hand like I normally do. Something went wrong with the printer so we could not print it normally. I thought it would be fun to post it on my blog. It's my first chapter book, but it's still fairly short. Every once and a while I'll post a chapter or two. Here is the first chapter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHAPTER 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Long ago in South America, there was a little town called Giffel, found in a place called Secret Valley. The Secret Valley was true to its name, for you would never see Giffel unless you were looking for it. In the mornings all of Giffel is drowned in a sea of mist. One day was a very special day for a girl named, Marisa. It was her 7th birthday. In celebration for Marisa’s birthday she received two coins. They each had a spot on them but Marisa did not care at all. She treasured them for way back then money was hard to come by and very few children had pocket money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it happened that some years later on her tenth birthday her mother, having hurried home after buying a small box of tea cakes for Marisa’s birthday had dropped the box of cakes on her way across the street. It was run over by a horse. Bending down to save the remaining tea cakes, she was not aware that another horse with a cart had been frightened. Running off like any horse would, it ran over poor Mrs. Bailey and left her lifeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marisa got the news and, her father having died in war when she was nine, was left an orphan. Her uncle was her only living relative so her parents’ lawyer arranged for her to go live with him. Gathering her few possessions, including her prized coins, the trip began. Things were so different everywhere than in her little village in the valley. Everything was louder, bigger and brighter. The trip to her uncle’s was long. It seemed to Marisa that she rode for days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hired buggy she had been riding in for the last four hours slowed down. The driver stopped and dropped her off at a lonely, deserted stage stop. He said this was as far as he was told go. There he left her. Not knowing what to do or where to go, she sat down beside her bag and wept. Just then a motor car drove up! It stopped right by the scared Marisa. Then the old man driving the motor car asked her, “Are you Marisa Bailey?” She nodded, too scared to speak, which was unusual for Marisa was quite the talkative type. “Then hurry up and get in,” he said, as if he were in a rush. When she did not move he said, “I am here to take you to your Uncle Gilbert.” She did not quite know how she did it but she got into the motor car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt as if she were in a dream for never in her lifehad she dreamed of riding in a motor car! She had never even seen a motor car but only heard of them, for the people of Giffel were too poor for such things as motor cars. The ride ended too quickly for Marisa. But many more surprises awaited her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-4736255916514106113?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/4736255916514106113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=4736255916514106113' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/4736255916514106113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/4736255916514106113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2007/11/tale-of-two-coins-chapter-1.html' title='A Tale of Two Coins Chapter 1'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-3449561885902066245</id><published>2007-11-02T12:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T13:06:54.238-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunny Name</title><content type='html'>Okay, I have chosen the name for my bunny. If you do not know about my bunny here is the story. My bunny's name is Taffy. We found out Taffy was not a girl, but a boy. The name Taffy just sounded too girly to me so I wanted a new name. Now I have the name. I chose the name, Peanut. Thank you for your comments that helped me decide! That's all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-3449561885902066245?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/3449561885902066245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=3449561885902066245' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/3449561885902066245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/3449561885902066245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2007/11/bunny-name.html' title='Bunny Name'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-1109225335174333944</id><published>2007-11-01T13:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T14:00:53.318-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy Ice Cream</title><content type='html'>The other day we made easy ice cream. Here is the recipe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;one cup milk                            &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;one cup half &amp;amp; half&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/2 cup sugar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/2 tsp. vanilla extract&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Other stuff:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;about 2 pounds of ice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 cup coarse salt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 0r 2 cups cold water &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;one qt.-sized zip bag&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;one gal.-sized zip bag&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mixing bowl&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mixing spoon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;duct tape &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;towel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Check with a grownup before you do this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. In a bowl, mix milk, half and half, vanilla, and sugar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. pour mixture into qt.-sized bag. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. squeeze out the extra air, and seal bag with duct tape so it dosen't leak. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. put the qt.-sized bag into the gal.-sized bag and fill it with water,ice,and salt. the salt makes the ice cream get colder faster.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. squeeze air out of the big bag and seal with duct tape also, so it wont leak.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. now, gently toss the bag up and down, for about 10 minutes. (the longer you do it the firmer it gets) You can take turns with a friend. You should use a towel so your hands don't freeze.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. Cut a corner of of the qt. sized bag and squeeze ice cream into bowl.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We used rock salt, and I doubled the recipe given here. Also, we put the ingredients into a gal. sized zip bag because we doubled it  and then put it in a huge Tupperware bowl with a lid, and rocked it back and forth for a half of an hour. Bon Appetit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I still don't know what I'm going to name my bunny, so please comment and tell me what name you like best, Freckles, or Peanut.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-1109225335174333944?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/1109225335174333944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=1109225335174333944' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/1109225335174333944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/1109225335174333944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2007/11/easy-ice-cream.html' title='Easy Ice Cream'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-92912786124710716</id><published>2007-10-30T10:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T10:47:37.894-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bunny</title><content type='html'>It turns out that my bunny rabbit, Taffy, is a boy! I need a new name for him. To me Taffy is a girl name. Here are the two names I like: Freckles and Peanut. Which do you like? Please help me decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an old picture of "Taffy".  He still looks this way he's just fatter and longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/Rj_aDDzc82I/AAAAAAAAAAU/mcyrGk-qhhE/s320/P1010034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-92912786124710716?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/92912786124710716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=92912786124710716' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/92912786124710716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/92912786124710716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-bunny.html' title='My Bunny'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/Rj_aDDzc82I/AAAAAAAAAAU/mcyrGk-qhhE/s72-c/P1010034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-851063395020832635</id><published>2007-10-15T14:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T17:03:47.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Report</title><content type='html'>This is my book report on the &lt;em&gt;Lily Series, &lt;/em&gt;by Nancy Rue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily is a Christian girl who is always trying to find her "thing." Everyone in her family has somthing they're good at, and Lily is trying to find what she is good at. Each book is about the latest thing she is testing to see if it's her "thing." She tries, modeling, sailing, planning the best party, being a doctor and much more! Some boys at school are always picking on her, and she forms a group called The Girlz Only Club, including four of her best friends. She always tries to listen to God, but somtimes she only hears what she &lt;em&gt;wants&lt;/em&gt; to hear. When that happens, she gets tangled up. But with the support of friends, family and God, she finds her way out. The Lily books are my favorite and every one has a happy ending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lily Series &lt;/em&gt;has 14 books total. I have 9 of them.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;em&gt;Lily Series&lt;/em&gt; includes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Heres-Lily-Young-Women-Faith/dp/0310232481/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/104-7281448-6553524?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1192489173&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Here's Lily!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;Lily Robbins M.D. (Medical Dabbler)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. &lt;em&gt;Lily and the Creep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. &lt;em&gt;Lily's Ultimate Party&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That's all for now, bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-851063395020832635?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/851063395020832635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=851063395020832635' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/851063395020832635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/851063395020832635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2007/10/book-report.html' title='Book Report'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-1651115217518699248</id><published>2007-10-05T11:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T11:14:13.043-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharin' a Shake</title><content type='html'>This is just a picture of Abby (my 21-month-old sister) and I drinking a milkshake. She is so sweet! She knows so many words now I can't list them all! She calls me Gega Way (Becca Rae). Well here is the picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117901828937543794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/RwZwmP0k8HI/AAAAAAAAACE/3O5rLt0oWz8/s320/mygirls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-1651115217518699248?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/1651115217518699248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=1651115217518699248' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/1651115217518699248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/1651115217518699248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2007/10/sharin-shake.html' title='Sharin&apos; a Shake'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/RwZwmP0k8HI/AAAAAAAAACE/3O5rLt0oWz8/s72-c/mygirls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-3344546910423093645</id><published>2007-09-29T10:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T11:29:59.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousins Camp 2007</title><content type='html'>Cousins Camp was great! We did what we usually do, pick blackberries, go for a walk in the woods, make Popsicles, play in the hot tub, and we made Cousins Camp soup. We get a whole bunch of canned soups and each pick one.  We had, tomato, chicken and rice, vegetable with beef stock, bean and bacon, broccoli cheese and combine them all. It was delicious!!! The skit we did was about Noah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micah (9) played…..Japheth&lt;br /&gt;Kiah (8) played…..Noah&lt;br /&gt;Zoë (6) played ….Sister Mouse&lt;br /&gt;Eva (5) played….Mrs. Noah&lt;br /&gt;And I (11) played….Mr. Skunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of Cousins Camp we did our program which included our skit and some songs. One was about Noah. It went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;♪ Oh, Noah, Oh, Noah I’ve got a plan for you,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Noah, Oh, Noah you’ve got a job to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the Lord looked down on the world below and saw what the people had done he said “Hey Noah of the people I know you’re the only righteous one.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Noah, Oh, Noah I’ve got a plan for you,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Noah, Oh, Noah you’ve got a job to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll show you how to build a boat, just follow my command, the world will sink but you will float when the waters flood the land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Noah, Oh, Noah I’ve got a plan for you,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Noah, Oh, Noah you’ve got a job to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you wait for the rain to fall, bring the animals two by two, bring the short and the tall, and the large and the small, safe aboard this floating zoo. Bring the cows&lt;br /&gt;and the horses, and the dogs and the cats, and the squirrels and the monkeys,&lt;br /&gt;and the birds and the bats, and the, snakes and the zebras, and the lions that&lt;br /&gt;ROAR! The skunks and the hippos, and the dinosaurs. Bring you and your wife and&lt;br /&gt;your family to, safe aboard this floating zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Noah, Oh, Noah I've got a plan for you,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Noah, Oh, Noah you've got a job to do.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Noah,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Noah I've got a plan for you&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Noah, Oh, Noah you've got a job,&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got a plan,&lt;br /&gt;You've got a job to do.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Noah! ♪&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of Cousins Camp. The first one is Zoë and Eva eating the Popsicles we made:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115675231991951458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/Rv6HhP0k8GI/AAAAAAAAAB8/P5dMfQURvXk/s320/CCamp07-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is Kiah, Micah, Zoe and Eva in the hot tub:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115675197632213042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/Rv6HfP0k8DI/AAAAAAAAABk/YT4JXO9Qfvs/s320/CCamp07-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here’s is Kiah, Micah, Zoe and Eva on our walk in the woods. Eva is holding a feather she found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115675210517114946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/Rv6Hf_0k8EI/AAAAAAAAABs/okStfX_q-qw/s320/CCamp07-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And last we have a picture of all of us black berry picking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115675214812082258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/Rv6HgP0k8FI/AAAAAAAAAB0/jwohfdkjTno/s320/CCamp07-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t wait for the next Cousins Camp!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-3344546910423093645?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/3344546910423093645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=3344546910423093645' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/3344546910423093645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/3344546910423093645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2007/09/cousins-camp-2007.html' title='Cousins Camp 2007'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/Rv6HhP0k8GI/AAAAAAAAAB8/P5dMfQURvXk/s72-c/CCamp07-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-3397279422999941925</id><published>2007-09-27T19:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T19:18:17.164-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Adam Interrogates a Policeman</title><content type='html'>My brother Adam saw a policeman on our street. And he asked if he could go out and see him. Then he came and told Micah that he talked to the policeman. Micah then told mom,"Adam talked to the policeman!" Mom asked Adam what he said. This was the reported conversation, &lt;br /&gt;Policeman: "So are you playing in your yard?"&lt;br /&gt;Adam: "Yeah. Are you catching any bad guys?"&lt;br /&gt;Policeman: "Yeah. Are you goind to go play in the backyard now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're guessing that he probably told Adam that he SHOULD go in the back yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam is almost 4 now and i love him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-3397279422999941925?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/3397279422999941925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=3397279422999941925' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/3397279422999941925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/3397279422999941925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2007/09/adam-interrogates-policeman.html' title='Adam Interrogates a Policeman'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-1329751086683460441</id><published>2007-09-16T19:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T20:41:18.460-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag</title><content type='html'>I have been tagged before but i did not know what people were talking about.i guessed it was some sort of game. Today i read HomeschoolHattie's blog and she posted the rules. What you do is post 8 random things about yourself, then you tag 8 people by commenting on their blog and tell them that you tagged them. i think that's the way it goes. Check HomeschoolHattie's blog to make sure i got the rules right. If i didn't, sorry! Okay here it goes 8 things about me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I love horses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have a cat named Cubby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My favorite color is blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I love Chinese food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I LOVE Disneyland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I hate cough medicine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I play in a bells choir &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I love bloging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I hope I did it right! We had cousins camp again! I will try to post about it soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-1329751086683460441?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/1329751086683460441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=1329751086683460441' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/1329751086683460441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/1329751086683460441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2007/09/tag.html' title='Tag'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-5048423069634227284</id><published>2007-08-20T17:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T22:04:07.747-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A cute little girl</title><content type='html'>Here is a video that I liked. I don’t know why, but I always wanted red hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Psalm 23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="flv_demo" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://godtube.com/flvplayer.swf" width="330" height="270" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="videoThumb=http://www.godtube.com/thumb/1_11096.jpg&amp;amp;flvPath=http://www.godtube.com/flvideo1/7/11096.flv" wmode="transparent" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-5048423069634227284?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/5048423069634227284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=5048423069634227284' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/5048423069634227284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/5048423069634227284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2007/08/cute-little-girls.html' title='A cute little girl'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-3717603276815052297</id><published>2007-07-27T13:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T13:23:56.345-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Riddles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/RqpF_jywl_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/vSIaO9aDGro/s1600-h/hobbs.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091959286937982962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/RqpF_jywl_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/vSIaO9aDGro/s400/hobbs.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some riddles,&lt;br /&gt;1. What does the “Jaws” candy bar cost?&lt;br /&gt;2. What did Benjamin Franklin say when he discovered electricity?&lt;br /&gt;3. Why did the cactus cross the road?&lt;br /&gt;4. What did the second hand say to the minute hand on the watch?&lt;br /&gt;5. Why are the floors of basketball courts wet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To find the answers scroll down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And down,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answers&lt;br /&gt;An arm and a leg.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing. He was in shock!&lt;br /&gt;It was stuck to the chicken.&lt;br /&gt;“I think I’m lost-I keep going around in circles.”&lt;br /&gt;The players dribble a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-3717603276815052297?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/3717603276815052297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=3717603276815052297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/3717603276815052297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/3717603276815052297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2007/07/riddles.html' title='Riddles'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/RqpF_jywl_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/vSIaO9aDGro/s72-c/hobbs.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-1168434240248946371</id><published>2007-06-17T15:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T15:08:12.812-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Parting is such sweet sorrow</title><content type='html'>I’m 11 now! And I’m going to church camp &lt;strong&gt;today&lt;/strong&gt;! I’m so excited my stomach hurts! We &lt;a href="http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-ive-been-up-to.html"&gt;made more rootbeer&lt;/a&gt; for my birthday. Then I had my cousin and one of my friends spend the night on the 13th–14th. My cousin is coming to camp w/me. I have to go &lt;u&gt;now&lt;/u&gt;, we are heading out the door for church. I’ll tell you all about camp in a week when I come back!&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rebecca saying goodbye to Abby&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(picture posted by &lt;a href="http://asfourme.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mom&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/RnWiORuWUiI/AAAAAAAAAA0/kEpJdlBJM7Y/s1600-h/P6170007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077142521089774114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/RnWiORuWUiI/AAAAAAAAAA0/kEpJdlBJM7Y/s320/P6170007.JPG" 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/30355234-1168434240248946371?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/1168434240248946371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=1168434240248946371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/1168434240248946371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/1168434240248946371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2007/06/parting-is-such-sweet-sorrow.html' title='Parting is such sweet sorrow'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/RnWiORuWUiI/AAAAAAAAAA0/kEpJdlBJM7Y/s72-c/P6170007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-393626106249551052</id><published>2007-05-07T19:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T20:08:07.604-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What I've been up to...</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks ago, I made some root beer out of a rootbeer-making kit I got from my aunt for Christmas. My mom helped me make 4 liters. The whole kit will make up to 4 gallons. We have to let it sit in recycled 2 liter bottles for at lest 10 days. So when my grandparents, aunt and cousin came from Oregon to visit we had my root beer. It turned out great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/Rj_a1Tzc85I/AAAAAAAAAAs/nr8zf4YMXns/s1600-h/P4281121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062005115571729298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/Rj_a1Tzc85I/AAAAAAAAAAs/nr8zf4YMXns/s320/P4281121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a new floor. It is made of bamboo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/Rj_a1Dzc84I/AAAAAAAAAAk/BLXHVaB9P9k/s1600-h/P4151113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062005111276761986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/Rj_a1Dzc84I/AAAAAAAAAAk/BLXHVaB9P9k/s320/P4151113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my parents had to go to D&amp;amp;B Supply. They left all four of us kids at home. Abby (1 yr.) was taking a nap so that was easy. Adam (3 yrs.) played in his room. Micah (8yrs.) played outside. Mom called me and said they were going to be later then they thought. I said that was fine. When they got back Mom had a box she told me to get Adam. Then she had me open the box. Inside was a white, brown-eared bunny! We don’t know for sure if it’s a boy or girl yet, it’s too young. But we think she’s a girl. We named her Taffy. If she turns out to be a he, I’ll name him Peanut. I’ve wanted a bunny for about 3 years! Here are a couple of pictures:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/Rj_aDTzc83I/AAAAAAAAAAc/X9qLh6AFUK4/s1600-h/P1010035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062004256578270066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/Rj_aDTzc83I/AAAAAAAAAAc/X9qLh6AFUK4/s320/P1010035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/Rj_aDDzc82I/AAAAAAAAAAU/mcyrGk-qhhE/s1600-h/P1010034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062004252283302754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/Rj_aDDzc82I/AAAAAAAAAAU/mcyrGk-qhhE/s320/P1010034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be sure to check out my best friend’s blog, &lt;a href="http://leavittkid.blogspot.com"&gt;Just Me&lt;/a&gt;. Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-393626106249551052?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/393626106249551052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=393626106249551052' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/393626106249551052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/393626106249551052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-ive-been-up-to.html' title='What I&apos;ve been up to...'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/Rj_a1Tzc85I/AAAAAAAAAAs/nr8zf4YMXns/s72-c/P4281121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-117347885247037723</id><published>2007-03-09T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T17:05:00.337-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I posted!..........Finely!</title><content type='html'>Today is going to be fun .I am spending the night at my Grandma and Grandpa's house. Abby, (my sis) can say, kitty, mama, hi, no, yes and baby. She has a little cluster of curls on the back of her head. It reminds me of a poem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Little Girl With A Curl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a little girl who had a little curl&lt;br /&gt;Right in the middle of her forehead;&lt;br /&gt;When she was good, she was very, very good,&lt;br /&gt;And when she was bad she was horrid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Abby is never horrid. Almost!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-117347885247037723?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/117347885247037723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=117347885247037723' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/117347885247037723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/117347885247037723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-postedfinely.html' title='I posted!..........Finely!'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-116854496600342055</id><published>2007-01-11T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T10:00:31.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This and That</title><content type='html'>It’s been a while since I’ve posted. We started school on the 8th. I already want summer to be here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today it snowed. It stuck to the ground but there was not enough to play in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Christmas I got my own sewing machine! So far I have sewed 2 bags. My aunt asked me to sew beanbags for my cousin, Gabe. I am excited about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam, my little bro, is now 3 and now is sick. He was throwing up yesterday at 2:00 am and now he has a fever. Yesterday he was asleep for 3 hours, he woke up and got out of bed his cheeks were pink and he looked dazed the first thing he says is: "What happens on Star Wars when Boba Fet comes?" Who knows where that came from!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby can now walk a little bit. The most she has walked is about 15 steps in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago one of my aunts did my nails. She painted them and put jewels on them. We did my favorite colors red, blue, and white. We used sparkles for white. Here are pictures of my nails and my sewing machine with the first bag I sewed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3925/3254/1600/8487/nails.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3925/3254/320/907223/nails.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3925/3254/1600/333362/P1020910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3925/3254/320/184355/P1020910.jpg" 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/30355234-116854496600342055?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/116854496600342055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=116854496600342055' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/116854496600342055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/116854496600342055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2007/01/this-and-that.html' title='This and That'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-116620886932672277</id><published>2006-12-15T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T12:22:20.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a copycat!</title><content type='html'>I got this idea from a blog I read, called: &lt;a href="http://homemadehouse.blogspot.com/2006/07/and-here-is-lydia.html"&gt;Life in a Homemade House&lt;/a&gt;. We did this in our house with a friend of mine.We are supposed to be faries that are discovering snowflakes for the first time. This is me, my friend and Abby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3925/3254/1600/390231/posing1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3925/3254/320/455255/posing1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3925/3254/1600/536256/posing2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3925/3254/320/693448/posing2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3925/3254/1600/733498/posing3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3925/3254/320/906569/posing3.jpg" 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/30355234-116620886932672277?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/116620886932672277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=116620886932672277' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/116620886932672277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/116620886932672277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-copycat.html' title='I&apos;m a copycat!'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-116620568766852410</id><published>2006-12-15T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T11:24:55.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Updates</title><content type='html'>Today is our first day of Christmas Break. Yesterday was my half- birthday. In three days will be Adam’s birthday, he will be 3,  and nine days till Abby’s (she will be 1). For Christmas we are going to my Grandma and Grandpa’s house. They live in Oregon. A few days ago my Mom, Abby and I went Christmas caroling. We went to a Christian retirement home. We also went to Christian children’s home. A lady there gave us hot cocoa. Then we drove back to the church, and had some treats and made snowflake ornaments. My mom has a &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5936/633/1600/546513/P1010749.jpg"&gt;picture of her snowflake &lt;/a&gt;on her &lt;a href="http://asfourme.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog: As for Me&lt;/a&gt;. Did you see my virtual pets? They are at the bottom of my blog. We do not have to use code names anymore! My name is Rebecca, I also like Becca. Either way is fine!And here is a picture of my snowflake:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3925/3254/1600/254858/PC150792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3925/3254/320/792832/PC150792.jpg" 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/30355234-116620568766852410?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/116620568766852410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=116620568766852410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/116620568766852410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/116620568766852410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2006/12/more-updates.html' title='More Updates'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-116180817133587918</id><published>2006-10-25T14:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T14:29:31.380-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Here are some updates on Adam and Abby.  Well about Abby, she turned 10 months old yesterday and she has 4 teeth! She has a cold. She is very cute and growing up too fast. She already crawls.   She will be 1 on Christmas Eve.  Last Christmas was crazy with my mom in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Adam, he will be 2 on December 17th. He has a cold also. He has very curly hair. Here is something funny thing he said a few days ago: my mom was giving me a spelling test, when she got to the word BITE, the sentence that she used was “Don’t bite your sister”.  Adam overheard that and said, “Which one?” Adam is very protective of his Hot Wheels cars; he will often line them up and play.  Abby will crawl over and try to take them. He will then hug his cars and say, ”Somebody take her! Take the baby away!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love them both sooo much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-116180817133587918?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/116180817133587918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=116180817133587918' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/116180817133587918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/116180817133587918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2006/10/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-116102686266242573</id><published>2006-10-16T13:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T13:27:42.673-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousins Camp - The report</title><content type='html'>Sorry it took so long for me to post this. Well, about Cousins Camp, we had lots of fun (but that was no surprise) and the skit we did was about Ruth and Naomi from the Bible. I (10 yrs) was Naomi, Micah (8 yrs) was Boaz, Kiah (7 yrs) was Ruth, Zoë (5 yrs) was Orpah and Eva (4 yrs) was Boaz’s relative. For the program, we also sang a special song: The Volcano Song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boom de lie de lie de watch it glow, Ohh volcano.&lt;br /&gt;Boom de lie de see the island grow Ohh volcano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the ocean no land in sight&lt;br /&gt;A volcano blows its top and makes a paradise&lt;br /&gt;When the red hot lava comes tumbling down&lt;br /&gt;It will hit cold water and become new ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up from a bubbling volcano&lt;br /&gt;God has made an island grow,&lt;br /&gt;Looks so nice like paradise,&lt;br /&gt;God makes wonderful things&lt;br /&gt;Oh! God makes wonderful things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boom de lie de lie de watch it glow, Ohh volcano.&lt;br /&gt;Boom de lie de see the island grow Ohh volcano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a lava rock island no living thing&lt;br /&gt;But the plants and animals God will bring&lt;br /&gt;There will be palm trees swaying in the sandy shore,&lt;br /&gt;And the monkeys swinging while the seagulls soar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up from a bubbling volcano&lt;br /&gt;God has made an island grow,&lt;br /&gt;Looks so nice like paradise,&lt;br /&gt;God makes wonderful things&lt;br /&gt;Oh! God makes wonderful things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boom de lie de lie de watch it glow, Ohh volcano.&lt;br /&gt;Boom de lie de see the island grow Ohh volcano&lt;br /&gt;Boom de lie de lie de watch it glow Ohh volcano,&lt;br /&gt;Boom de lie de see the island grow Ohhhhh volcano!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had so much fun doing that song. We dressed up like Hawaiians for that song. The girls got grass skirts and two fake flowers for our hair. Micah, my brother, got a ukulele and a homemade skirt made out of a paper bag. We all made leis. We picked blackberries, we made sour cream blackberry pie, pumpkin pie and an apple pie to serve after the program. We, of course, went pooh-sticking. We also dressed up when the great-grandmas came for dinner. We all had fun at Cousins Camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of all of us singing a song in the program:&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3925/3254/1600/cousinscamp06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3925/3254/320/cousinscamp06.jpg" 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/30355234-116102686266242573?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/116102686266242573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=116102686266242573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/116102686266242573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/116102686266242573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2006/10/cousins-camp-report.html' title='Cousins Camp - The report'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-116031941061563475</id><published>2006-10-08T08:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T14:52:10.996-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birds</title><content type='html'>As much as I like ponies I also like birds. On January 10, 2004, when I was 8, I looked up state birds in encyclopedias. I found them and drew pictures of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The New York state bird is:&lt;br /&gt;The blue bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The North Carolina state bird is:&lt;br /&gt;The cardinal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The New Jersey state bird is:&lt;br /&gt;The eastern goldfinch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Oregon state bird is:&lt;br /&gt;The western meadowlark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my state bird (Idaho) is:&lt;br /&gt;The mountain blue bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the picture of my paper I made:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(click on the picture to enlarge)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3925/3254/1600/birds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3925/3254/400/birds.jpg" 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/30355234-116031941061563475?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/116031941061563475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=116031941061563475' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/116031941061563475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/116031941061563475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-birds.html' title='My Birds'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-115842905034534088</id><published>2006-09-16T11:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T11:52:20.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby</title><content type='html'>Abby (my sister) is growing up so fast! She is almost 9 months old now and she is crawling at a pretty quick pace. The other day while she was in her walker, she knocked down the trash can twice; and another day we were in the store and I was pushing Abby in the stroller she was being very still and quite when she let out a short yell, a lady walking past us turned quickly to her husband and said: “Oh, I thought she was pushing a doll around in there! Well she IS a doll!” We thought that was funny. Well school started for us, we just finished our second week and I already can’t wait for summer vacation! I hope I will be able to get a picture of Abby up here soon. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-115842905034534088?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/115842905034534088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=115842905034534088' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/115842905034534088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/115842905034534088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2006/09/abby.html' title='Abby'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-115635115725038454</id><published>2006-08-23T10:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T10:45:44.996-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping Part 2</title><content type='html'>Here's a picture of me in the creek where we went camping:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3925/3254/1600/P8120320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3925/3254/320/P8120320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me, Padawan, and a girl named Hailey that we met at the campground:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3925/3254/1600/P8130349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3925/3254/320/P8130349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus Boy found a caterpiller &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(click on the picture to enlarge and see the caterpiller on the piece of bark&lt;/span&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3925/3254/1600/P8120345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3925/3254/320/P8120345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a rock by our camping place.  I called it my wishing rock.  I sat on it and made wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3925/3254/1600/P8120305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3925/3254/320/P8120305.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a video of the creek we camped beside:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t9_0O5gV9sg" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-115635115725038454?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/115635115725038454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=115635115725038454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/115635115725038454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/115635115725038454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2006/08/camping-part-2.html' title='Camping Part 2'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-115635074710241176</id><published>2006-08-23T10:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T10:32:27.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousins Camp!!</title><content type='html'>We leave for Cousins Camp today. Have you noticed my Cousins Camp ticker at the top of my blog?  We will drive part way there, stay in a hotel tonight and drive the rest of the way tomorrow.  Cosines Camp starts tomorrow. I will tell you about it when we get back and about camping I  haven’t posted my post yet. I almosed finished it but I have some&lt;br /&gt;Pictures that we have not got a round to putting on here so as soon as we have time you will see it .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-115635074710241176?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/115635074710241176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=115635074710241176' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/115635074710241176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/115635074710241176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2006/08/cousins-camp.html' title='Cousins Camp!!'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-115523709122926688</id><published>2006-08-10T13:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T10:31:47.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping Part 1</title><content type='html'>My family is going on a short camping trip we will be gone for 3 days and 2 nights. We are going for my Dad’s birthday. We are using my grandparents' motor home for the time we are gone. I will tell you more about the trip when we get back home. Got to go pack, Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-115523709122926688?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/115523709122926688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=115523709122926688' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/115523709122926688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/115523709122926688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2006/08/camping-part-1.html' title='Camping Part 1'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-115523649884698376</id><published>2006-08-10T13:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T10:32:15.720-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Having some fun</title><content type='html'>Wednesday night my family and I went to a Community Fun Night. My Dad, brother and I went rock climbing. Dad and Padawan did a jousting game. We went on a giant inflatable slide. The slide was about 20 feet tall. We watched some kids tap-dance and had snow cones; my favorite part is when I got to ride on a pony. He is all white and his name is Casper. Padawan rode a pony named Patches. And Bonus Boy’s pony was Pepper. We had lots of fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-115523649884698376?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/115523649884698376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=115523649884698376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/115523649884698376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/115523649884698376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2006/08/having-some-fun.html' title='Having some fun'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-115436376428497509</id><published>2006-07-31T10:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T10:44:40.906-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought this was cute...</title><content type='html'>BonusBoy had two toothpicks, put one on top of the other; To make a cross shape; And said: “This is the Lord!” then he starts singing something, Dad starts talking , and BonusBoy says: “Be quiet dad! This is the Lord’s song!!!” Got to love him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-115436376428497509?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/115436376428497509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=115436376428497509' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/115436376428497509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/115436376428497509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-thought-this-was-cute.html' title='I thought this was cute...'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-115436166618449942</id><published>2006-07-31T09:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T10:01:06.196-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>Well, I have not posted in a while, that is because I have not been home in a while. I have been at my grandparent’s house. We (my mom, brothers, and sister) have been gone for a week. we were in Oregon. Padawan and I went to a VBS at my grandparents’ church. It was very fun. We learned about Creation, dinosaurs and why Evolution is wrong.  Did you know that not long ago, scientists found a fossil of a dinosaur with non-fossilized blood cells? And an evolutionist made up a creature called “&lt;a href="http://evolutionlie.faithweb.com/nebraskaman.html"&gt;Nebraska Man&lt;/a&gt;”. Scientists found fossils (proof) of “Nebraska Man”. It turned out that the fossil they found was one PIG’S tooth!!! Well, I am glad to be home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.   Check out &lt;a href="http://www.discovercreation.org/kidpage/kidpage.htm"&gt;this website &lt;/a&gt;I thought was cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-115436166618449942?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/115436166618449942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=115436166618449942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/115436166618449942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/115436166618449942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-115307051508471311</id><published>2006-07-16T11:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T12:15:43.133-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeeeeeee!!!</title><content type='html'>Here is a 15 second video of BonusBoy. We made a little water slide in our back yard, BonusBoy loves  it!&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MZTfmSbN8TI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MZTfmSbN8TI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-115307051508471311?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/115307051508471311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=115307051508471311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/115307051508471311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/115307051508471311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2006/07/weeeeeeee.html' title='Weeeeeeee!!!'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-115307029932383113</id><published>2006-07-16T11:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T12:04:09.703-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Dad!!!!!</title><content type='html'>My Dad rolled down the windows in his new car while BonusBoy was playing in there; Well just now BonusBoy said to Dad, "Dad the windows in your new car fell out! They are not there!" He is 2 and one-half years old now and I love him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-115307029932383113?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/115307029932383113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=115307029932383113' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/115307029932383113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/115307029932383113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2006/07/hey-dad.html' title='Hey Dad!!!!!'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-115230466621018963</id><published>2006-07-07T14:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T14:37:46.210-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair cut!</title><content type='html'>Not much to say, Mom cut my hair today. It's a lot shorter! &lt;br /&gt;We cut off about 9 and a half inches!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3925/3254/1600/haircut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3925/3254/320/haircut.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-115230466621018963?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/115230466621018963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=115230466621018963' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/115230466621018963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/115230466621018963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2006/07/hair-cut.html' title='Hair cut!'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-115230406406107144</id><published>2006-07-07T14:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T14:29:05.303-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Watching the clouds roll by</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3925/3254/1600/pool.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3925/3254/320/pool.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad and my brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Looking for the sun,&lt;br /&gt;Two loving hearts are better than one.&lt;br /&gt;We'll have lots of fun&lt;br /&gt;Watching the clouds roll by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cares don't mean a thing,&lt;br /&gt;Whether it's winter, whether it's spring,&lt;br /&gt;While two hearts can sing&lt;br /&gt;Watching the clouds roll by."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Watching The Clouds Roll By&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;by Bert Kalmar and Harry Ruby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-115230406406107144?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/115230406406107144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=115230406406107144' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/115230406406107144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/115230406406107144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2006/07/watching-clouds-roll-by.html' title='Watching the clouds roll by'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-115212978667908563</id><published>2006-07-05T14:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T14:03:06.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'>OW!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3925/3254/1600/earring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3925/3254/200/earring.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday was a very interesting experience for me;  my family and I went to The Boise Towne Square Mall, Oh, and I turned 10 not too long ago, and my mom told me that when I turned 10 I could get my ears pierced. Well, we saw a sign in the mall that said you could get your ears pierced for free (with a  purchase) and my Mom said I could right then, so we went in and got little blue birthstone studs. My ears got a little hot as my mom told me they would, so I was not worried. But while we were in line to pay (for a starter kit) I got dizzy and hotter and my eyes hurt like crazy AND on top of that I felt like I was going to throw up. I went outside the store with a cup of ice water on my forehead, and turned pale.  Mom said I came near fainting. After that was over I said to Mom “I am NEVER piercing anything in my body again!!!”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-115212978667908563?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/115212978667908563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=115212978667908563' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/115212978667908563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/115212978667908563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2006/07/ow.html' title='OW!!!'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-115169317540824033</id><published>2006-06-30T12:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T14:03:47.283-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures of my little brother "BonusBoy". The other day we were eating lunch a little later than usual, and so BonusBoy was a little late for his nap; so he fell asleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3925/3254/1600/Feb%202005066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3925/3254/320/Feb%202005066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3925/3254/1600/Feb%202005068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3925/3254/320/Feb%202005068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3925/3254/1600/Feb%202005070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3925/3254/320/Feb%202005070.jpg" 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/30355234-115169317540824033?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/115169317540824033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=115169317540824033' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/115169317540824033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/115169317540824033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2006/06/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-115151218013695759</id><published>2006-06-28T09:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T10:29:40.146-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousins Camp</title><content type='html'>What is Cousins Camp? Well, every year all my cousins on my mom's side of the family go to live with my grandparents for a few days. We do stuff like pick blackberries, make brownies, go in their hot tub, play Pooh sticks, visit my two great grandmas, and work on a skit. The skit is for a program afterward when our parents come to pick us up. We also sing some songs for the parents. My great Aunt Marilee makes Cousins Camp shirts. They have on them: All of our pictures, all of our names and the date. To go to Cousins Camp, you have to be four or older and you have to be potty trained. So far at cousins camp we have:&lt;br /&gt; my brother "Padawan",&lt;br /&gt; my seven year old cousin, Kiah,&lt;br /&gt;my five year old cousin, Zoë,&lt;br /&gt;my four year old cousin, Eva, will be joining us this year,&lt;br /&gt;and also myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We always have a good time at Cousins Camp!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-115151218013695759?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/115151218013695759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=115151218013695759' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/115151218013695759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/115151218013695759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2006/06/cousins-camp.html' title='Cousins Camp'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-115144441968045307</id><published>2006-06-27T15:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T15:42:43.230-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My first post</title><content type='html'>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;I am not allowed to use my real name on the internet so my computer name is PonyGirl. Obviously, I like ponies. I am homeschooled and I like it. I just finished the 4th grade. I have 2 brothers and 1 sister. I have 3 cats, and one more sort of adopted us. I just got back home from church camp a couple of days ago. I was there for a week, that is the longest I have been away from home before. I am glad to be home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-115144441968045307?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/115144441968045307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=115144441968045307' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/115144441968045307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/115144441968045307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-first-post.html' title='My first post'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30355234.post-1304831995646017808</id><published>2006-04-19T19:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T19:39:12.248-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/RigZsSSz2tI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVXB0yC5puA/s1600-h/HORSE.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055318830339054290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/RigZsSSz2tI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVXB0yC5puA/s320/HORSE.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30355234-1304831995646017808?l=justhorsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/feeds/1304831995646017808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30355234&amp;postID=1304831995646017808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/1304831995646017808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30355234/posts/default/1304831995646017808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justhorsin.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-pictures.html' title='Blog Pictures'/><author><name>Rebecca Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660944203691250428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJAVJhJGNrs/TqTTthHZMcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZihkebNvDzI/s220/moi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Exf1cdZnCQw/RigZsSSz2tI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVXB0yC5puA/s72-c/HORSE.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
